Chapter 126: Termination Agreement

It is worth mentioning that Liu Shiqi herself did not have that much money.

Her money came from the Zhongguang Fund under her name; the foundation's money belonged to those investors, and she was merely managing it for them and taking a cut of the dividends.

If this matter succeeded, the reputation of the Zhongguang Fund within the industry would improve significantly, more investors would seek her out in the future, and her overall status and standing in the financial industry would rise to a new level.

"President Zheng, let's come up with a name then."

"Let's call it Qianhe Group."

After finalizing the decision with Liu Shiqi, Zheng Qian entrusted everything to her to handle.

As for Chen Weiqiang, Zheng Qian did not let Liu Shiqi act rashly, intending to find a suitable opportunity to talk to him later.

...

Three days later.

Yamei Group Chairman's Office.

Hu Yuebin was celebrating the victory in the price war against Zhengxin Shipyard.

He had brewed tea on the coffee table and was respectfully pouring it for Hu Jingyi.

With his old man helping him keep the company steady over these past few days, he felt much more at ease.

It was indeed wise to ask the old man to come out and handle things; if he had been on his own, he feared he would have been crushed by Zhengxin Shipyard long ago.

"Father, please have some tea."

"Have some tea? What tea?" Hu Jingyi let out a cold, dignified snort. Looking at the grinning Hu Yuebin, he felt a surge of anger.

"You're so happy just because you won against a tiny Zhengxin."

"Dad, didn't we win? Can't I be happy about that? Please don't be so angry," Hu Yuebin said, hurriedly lowering his head.

Throughout the entire company, perhaps only Hu Jingyi himself knew that this battle with Zhengxin had not been an overwhelming victory; Yamei Group had also paid a heavy price.

In Hu Jingyi's estimation, both sides had lost.

It was just that Zhengxin Shipyard was just starting out and its scale was smaller, so it had lost even more miserably.

Hu Yuebin's current behavior was like the pot calling the kettle black.

It was not worth celebrating so joyfully at all.

"What do you plan to do next?" Hu Jingyi asked Hu Yuebin.

Hu Yuebin wore a smug smile on his face, feeling pleased with himself as he said, "Next? I plan to host a banquet for Chen Weiqiang and that Zheng Qian fellow, and while we eat, I'll mock them properly!"

Slap!

A crisp, resounding slap landed on Hu Yuebin's face.

"Nonsense!" Hu Jingyi nearly choked with rage upon hearing this.

How could he have birthed such a good-for-nothing wastrel?

He had gained a tiny advantage and was already so smug and complacent.

Hu Jingyi even began to wonder if this kid was truly his own flesh and blood; how could he have inherited not a single shred of his superior genes?

What was the difference between a son like this and the street thugs and hooligans out there?

"You can't handle women, and you can't handle your opponents."

"If you ask me, you might as well go hit a wall and die right now!" Hu Jingyi cursed.

"No, no, no." Hu Yuebin didn't know what he had done wrong again. "If I were to go hit a wall and die, who would take care of you in your old age and bury you? Don't you agree?"

"Without you, I could live a few more years." Hu Jingyi was so angry his face turned green.

Hu Yuebin felt ten thousand grievances in his heart; why did the old man keep picking on him and venting all his anger on him?

"I'm telling you, listen carefully. Your next step is to initiate a market blockade against Zhengxin Shipyard, so they can't sign a single customer. Do you understand?"

Hu Yuebin nodded like a pecking chicken.

"Also, keep sending them the waste soil and scrap materials. Don't stop. Stuff as much in as you can."

"Alright, Dad, I'm good at that!"

Hu Jingyi looked at his son pouring tea for him, his eyes filled with disappointment.

While he was still alive, Yamei Group had already ended up like this, unable to even handle a tiny Zhengxin, forcing him to intervene personally.

Fortunately, his old face still had some influence.

If he were gone, who knows which day he would be beaten to the point of not being able to get up.

The current situation was not bad for Yamei Group.

Although Zhengxin had the Asia Shipping contract to keep it alive, it was merely gasping for breath.

Hu Jingyi was certain that barring any accidents, Zhengxin would collapse within three years.

He didn't know if he would live for another three years himself.

Regardless, he had managed to secure Yebai for Hu Yuebin, and he couldn't control anything else even if he wanted to.

Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes; how Yamei Group develops in the future will depend entirely on Hu Yuebin himself.

Bang, bang, bang.

Crash.

"It's bad, it's bad!" A young and beautiful female secretary ran in, stumbling.

"What are you doing? Don't you know how to knock?" Hearing the banging sounds, Hu Yuebin, thinking his dad was going to hit him with his cane again, quickly ducked his head, causing the teapot in his hand to accidentally fall to the ground.

"Are you asking for a beating again?"

"I'm sorry, Chairman, I didn't mean to! I have an important matter to report!" The female secretary subconsciously touched her thigh; hearing the word 'beating' made her feel pain.

"What is it?" Hu Jingyi signaled for her to speak.

"Zhengxin... Zhengxin Shipyard suddenly announced that as long as customers are willing to sign a 3-year long-term contract, they will lower the price by 50%!"

"The customers we had are all fleeing, and now only a few retail clients are left!"

"Impossible! Where would Zhengxin Shipyard get so much money?" Hu Yuebin said, his face full of disbelief. "That's a joke."

Hu Jingyi was also puzzled. Could this be a smokescreen released by Zhengxin Shipyard?

Were they trying to take a final bite out of Yamei Group in a desperate attempt to go down together?

"Chairman, it's true! The customers we had are all fleeing, and now only a few retail clients are left!"

The secretary handed over a stack of cancellation reports.

"What did you say?!"

"Why didn't you come to report the situation earlier!" Hu Yuebin's eyes widened, and he roared in rage.

"I... I just found out about this situation myself, and I came to report it the first moment I could!"

"Go investigate immediately! Hurry up and go!"

The secretary stumbled out of the office.

"Dad, what's going on?" Hu Yuebin panicked instantly.

He had already thought about what to say when hosting Chen Weiqiang and Zheng Qian, so why did this suddenly happen?

After hearing this news, Hu Jingyi knit his thick brows tightly and looked through the cancellation reports one by one.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of old blood sprayed from Hu Jingyi's mouth.

This scene scared the living daylights out of Hu Yuebin, who hurriedly took out his phone to call for an ambulance.

Hu Jingyi waved his hand, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and shook his head to indicate it was unnecessary.

"Yamei Group, the trend is gone!" Hu Jingyi sighed towards the sky.

For Zhengxin to suddenly make such a big move, Hu Jingyi speculated that they must have obtained at least two hundred million or more in funding.

This was an attempt to drive Yamei Group to its death!

With so much money appearing out of nowhere, there was a very powerful capital force behind this price war that wanted to protect Zhengxin.

Hu Yuebin, who had been smug just a moment ago, now had an anxious face and was completely at a loss.

"Father, what do we do now?" Hu Jingyi let out a long sigh...