This morning, reporters from various newspapers in Xiangjiang stood in front of the Chinese Bank, waiting for Chu Huan to come to the company this morning.

In the lobby on the first floor of the Chinese Bank, there were seven or eight ghost guys sitting, all with anxious expressions on their faces. They looked like middle school students who were about to take the proficiency test, and they looked like freshly graduated college students who were preparing to find a job. At the same time, the most similar thing was that they were in

Convicts awaiting sentencing in court.

From time to time, reporters from outside the Chinese bank would sneak in and take a few photos of them, while the employees working in the Chinese bank quietly watched and muttered in low voices.

After experiencing yesterday's experience, these people are now used to such scenes.

This time, it was a shame for England.

Three days ago, these people would never have imagined that they would be in such humiliation today. Although they were not the richest people in Hong Kong at that time, they controlled the media throat of Hong Kong. Not to mention a Chinese businessman, they were Hong Kong people.

They also dare to report scandals involving senior government officials.

But today, they finally understood a truth. Although the throat of the media was in their hands, when they thought their impenetrable barriers encountered the destructive power of capital.

There are only four words to describe it.

Fragile-weak-unbearable!

If they still cannot be forgiven by Chu Huan today, then there is only one result waiting for them. Their company will be delisted in Xiangjiang and become history.

And their wealth will shrink rapidly, and they may even go from millions, tens of millions, or billionaires to real losers.

There are few people in this world who can withstand the sudden change from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley.

Therefore, for the sake of their own wealth, they must bow to Chu Huan today. Not only must they bow to Chu Huan, but they must also seek Chu Huan's forgiveness.

"One word determines life or death!"

Journalists outside the Chinese industry looked at the bosses of those once-high-ranking English newspapers and sighed in their hearts. Some even felt sad that the rabbit was dead and the fox was dead.

"Everyone knows Chu Huan's influence in Xiangjiang, and also knows Chu Huan's financial resources, but in the past, it was only limited to what the eyes could see and what the ears could hear. Even if there were matters in the Oriental Daily and the South China Morning Post, they were only small things.

On a large scale, even Chu Huan's own influence was only used, but this time, I fully understood the extent of Chu Huan's financial resources.

The 2.5 billion Hong Kong dollars were used as soon as they were said to be used. The key is that they still made money!"

In fact, Chu Huan did not actually use 2.5 billion Hong Kong dollars. The actual amount used was less than 1 billion Hong Kong dollars. When Fengwu Securities shorted these companies in an overwhelming situation, those investors who held shares of these companies were like frightened birds.

The general public has begun to sell the stocks of these companies.

There were no warning signs before the avalanche.

But no matter what, even if the reporters outside and the newspaper owners inside are not from the same newspaper, these reporters still hope that Chu Huan can appear today and solve this matter.

It's not that these reporters are really worried about a stock market crash, but because they also buy stocks.

If a stock market crash really occurs, no one will be able to survive alone.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, a silver Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance of the Chinese Bank. Seeing this car approaching, everyone started to get ready to move. These reporters recognized that it was Chu Huan.

A car for daily travel.

The bosses of the English newspapers sitting in the lobby of the Chinese Bank also stood up immediately, with expressions of anger, timidity, and helplessness. But when they saw the reporters swarming into the Rolls-Royce,

, all the emotions in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a humble expression.

When Chu Huan, dressed in casual clothes, got out of the car, reporters swarmed over her and asked what they thought about this incident.

At the same time, a reporter asked Chu Huan how he viewed Fengwu Securities’ current short-selling behavior, which is likely to trigger a new round of stock market crash in Hong Kong.

In addition, there are always people who want to stand out and find opportunities for themselves in crises, so some reporters also asked Chu Huan.

"I would like to ask Director Chu, because of your personal grudges, a new round of stock market crash may break out in Xiangjiang. Regarding such a situation, have you considered the majority of stock investors and Xiangjiang's economy, or have you considered yourself

Your personal reputation is valued higher than the interests of the entire Hong Kong? Are you even willing to directly set back Hong Kong’s economic belt for your own revenge?”

After the reporter asked the question, all the reporters on the scene cast admiring glances at the reporter - you are really a warrior!

Even Chu Huan, who walked into the Chinese Bank without preparing to answer questions, couldn't help but stop and look at the reporter.

Chu Huan's behavior made the reporter's eyes show pride.

He believes that he is a just reporter. As a reporter, he should not be afraid of any powerful people and dare to report the most authentic content. However, Chu Huan's behavior at this time has already hurt the interests of many people in Xiangjiang, so he

is righteous, while Chu Huan is evil.

Evil will eventually defeat justice!

Chu Huan looked at the other party. The other party held the Kyushu recorder in his hand and raised it high, wanting to see how Chu Huan answered his question.

"So what you're saying is that someone is smearing me, and I can only spit on it and then do nothing?"

Chu Huan answered his question.

Journalists never worry about the attitude of their interviewees. The only thing they worry about is that their interviewees won't speak.

As long as the other party speaks, you can continue.

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is that, Mr. Chu, you are now the number one person in Xiangjiang and the richest man in Xiangjiang. Shouldn't the most important thing be to promote the economic development of Xiangjiang instead of going to such big fights over these small things?

, even implicating thousands of innocent investors."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! A just person should represent the interests of the majority of people. As long as it is in the interest of the majority of people, then what is the point of sacrificing the interests of a small number of people?

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The Buddhist scriptures once said, If I don’t go to hell, who will?

Chu Huan said: "The number of employees in the Jiaku Department has exceeded 100,000, which means that nearly 100,000 families in Xiangjiang are living on Jiaku's wages. In this case, the Jiaku Department is not working for Xiangjiang.

Does it contribute to economic development?

At the same time, there are hundreds of thousands of people living outside the Jiaku family's commercial territory. Doesn't this count as a contribution to the economic development of Hong Kong?

Or do you mean to hold a tape recorder and interview some people every day, which is considered to be contributing to the economy of Hong Kong?"

The reporter was a little angry. He thought that Chu Huan was humiliating himself and his profession. No, he was not only humiliating himself, but even humiliating the entire journalistic industry. Faced with such a situation, the reporter thought that reporters from other newspapers around him would

At this time, stand on your own side. After all, we are a group.

Thinking of this, he looked at the other reporters, only to find that some of them were looking up at the sky, some were looking left and right, and some were looking at Chu Huan.

Only no one looks at me.

Even if someone's eyes met his for a short time, they would immediately shift away. In this short period of time, the reporter saw the meaning in the other person's eyes.

idiot!

Why have I become an idiot? I strictly abide by the journalistic standards and am not afraid of the powerful!

And now this powerful man is even provoking their entire reporter team.

The reporter couldn’t understand it!

"Director Chu, please stop talking about him, and please answer my question head-on. Are you prepared to let the entire Xiangjiang stock investors accompany those people to pay for your revenge feast?"

In the end, the reporter still brought his own emotions to the question.

Facing the other party's inquiry, Chu Huan calmly replied: "Well, if you are personally willing to donate all your wealth to those in Xiangjiang who really need help, such as those in Kowloon Walled City, then I can donate it to you.

Guaranteed, from this moment on, short selling in the stock market will disappear immediately!”

"How is that possible? That's my money!" the reporter said subconsciously, and then his face turned red instantly. Those colleagues who looked at him like an idiot now had a lot of contempt in their eyes.

Chu Huan didn't say anything else to the other party and walked straight to the Chinese Bank.

When Chu Huan walked into the hall, the bosses of the English newspapers came up to them, their expressions of humility even stronger than when Chu Huan saw them the day before yesterday.

We can't let this matter continue. If it continues like this, our industry will really be gone.

Between face and money, they decisively chose money, even if they were kneeling to minimize the loss of money.

Fortunately for them, this time Chu Huan did not choose to ignore them, but calmly said to Wu Shuhan next to him: "Take it to the conference room!"

These words were like the sound of nature, making these people breathe a long sigh of relief.

Soon these people came to the conference room with the people arranged by Xu Yi.

These people sat in the conference room and continued to feel anxious. When Chu Huan did not show up to give them a formal answer, no one knew what kind of price they would have to pay in the end to minimize this loss.

"Tell me, how is Chu Huan going to deal with us this time?"

"Haha, no matter what methods Chu Huan uses, do we still have a choice?"

"If I had known today, why would I bother to report it with you in the first place?"

"Don't think about removing yourself. Do you think Chu Huan will listen to you saying this alone at this time?"

"Yes, those people just said that Chu Huan would definitely not kill them all. That was because Chu Huan's knife did not fall on their heads, so they said that. Now I can see clearly, those people, use

When I'm with you, I say everything nicely, but when you're useless, I really treat you like a chamber pot and kick you away."

No one said who those people were, but everyone at the scene knew who those people were!

At this time, the door of the conference room opened, and everyone in the conference room silenced their voices and looked expectantly at Chu Huan who walked in at the door.

It's time for them to be sentenced, and Chu Huan is the judge who can sentence them!

"My request is very simple. If I do it, the grievances between us will be wiped out. If you have ideas about the future, you can continue to be enemies of our Jiaku. Let's continue with the future!"

Chu Huan didn't talk nonsense to them. After sitting down, he went straight to the point and preached.
To be continued...