After the divorce, the aloof CEO begged me not to withdraw my investment.

Ye Feng sat opposite President Wang, his tone sincere and firm.

A look of hesitation crossed Mr. Wang's face. The pressure from Qian Rongguang was suffocating him, but Ye Feng's offer was tempting.

Ultimately, tempted by Ye Feng's powerful business influence and generous cooperation terms, he chose to cooperate with Ye Feng.

As more and more suppliers resumed cooperation with Ye Feng, his company gradually recovered.

The severed supply chains are beginning to reconnect, like water returning to a dried-up riverbed.

A long-lost smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.

The cold rain pounded against the office's floor-to-ceiling windows, making a pattering sound that resembled Qian Rongguang's mocking laughter.

Ye Feng stood by the window, gazing at the city night view blurred by the rain, clutching the latest lawyer's letter tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white.

"Cease business activities and compensate for losses... Hah, Qian Rongguang, you're trying to drive me to the brink!"

Ye Feng's deep voice was filled with suppressed anger and resentment.

The office was filled with the strong smell of tobacco, and the ashtray was piled high with cigarette butts, silently telling of his inner anxiety.

The phone on the table vibrated. Ye Feng answered, and Xiao Bai's anxious voice came through: "Mr. Ye, Qian Rongguang's men have found your address and are on their way there. You must leave immediately!"

Ye Feng's heart tightened, a chill running from his feet to the top of his head. He turned abruptly, grabbed his coat, and said urgently, "Arrange a car for me, immediately!"

On the run, the scenery outside the car window rushed past, and the beams of streetlights stretched and distorted in the rain, resembling twisted giant pythons. Ye Feng's heart pounded violently; he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, like prey being stalked by a cheetah.

"Mr. Ye, they're following us!" The driver's voice trembled. In the rearview mirror, Ye Feng saw several black sedans relentlessly pursuing them, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and said to the driver, "Shake them off! Go to the abandoned factory in the suburbs!"

The car sped through the rainy night, its tires screeching as they rubbed against the wet pavement. Ye Feng gripped the door handle tightly, his palms sweating. He felt a churning in his stomach, a mixture of fear and anger making him almost suffocate.

Inside the abandoned factory, the air was thick with the smell of dampness and rust. Ye Feng hid in the shadows, listening to the approaching footsteps outside, his heart pounding in his chest. He clenched his fists, ready for a desperate fight.

"Ye Feng! I know you're here! Come out! You can't escape!" The voice of the thug sent by Qian Rongguang echoed in the empty factory, carrying a cruel mockery.

Ye Feng didn't move. He held his breath, trying to blend into the darkness. He knew that going out now would mean certain death; he had to wait for an opportunity.

Suddenly, the factory gate was kicked open, and beams of bright light shone in. Ye Feng squinted and saw several men in black, armed, slowly approaching. He felt a wave of despair wash over him. Was he really going to die here today?

Just then, the sound of a police siren pierced the silence of the rainy night as it grew closer. The men in black visibly froze for a moment, then scattered in panic.

Ye Feng stepped out of the shadows, watched the police car drive away, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He didn't know who called the police, but he knew that he had once again escaped death.

He leaned against the cold wall, utterly exhausted, raindrops dripping from his hair like tears of relief after surviving a catastrophe.

He knew this was just a temporary response; the war with Qian Rongguang was far from over, and had only just begun...

The air in the conference room was stagnant, thick with the smell of failure and fear. The senior managers were all ashen-faced, their eyes vacant, like a group of spineless puppets.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lights twinkled, but they couldn't illuminate this oppressive room.

Ye Feng forcefully pushed open the conference room door. The heavy wooden door slammed against the wall with a loud bang, like a thunderclap exploding in everyone's ears. He strode to the conference table, his sharp gaze sweeping over the dejected faces, like a hawk surveying its trembling prey.

"You're all as wilted as eggplants! Did Qian Rongguang scare you to death?" Ye Feng's voice was deep and powerful, carrying a chilling aura that instantly pierced the deathly silence of the conference room.

Marketing Director Zhang Qiang timidly spoke up, "President Ye, the Qian Group's offensive is too fierce, we...we really can't withstand it..."

"Can't hold on?" Ye Feng slammed his hand on the table, making the documents on it jump. "We haven't fallen yet, and you're already admitting defeat? I, Ye Feng, will never bow down to that despicable scoundrel Qian Rongguang!"

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving, and said with unwavering determination, "If Qian Rongguang wants to play, I'll play with him to the very end! I'll let him know that going against Ye Feng comes at a price!"

Ye Feng's eyes burned with fierce anger, like an enraged lion, exuding a powerful aura of intimidation.

He looked around at everyone and said, slowly and deliberately, "We haven't lost yet! As long as we unite, we will definitely be able to turn the tide!"

Ye Feng's words were like a shot of adrenaline, injected into everyone's hearts. Their previously dim eyes gradually regained their light, and their previously dejected faces gradually became resolute.

"Xiao Bai, report the situation!" Ye Feng's voice was firm and powerful.

Xiaobai quickly turned on the projector, and a series of complex charts and data appeared on the screen.

She pointed to the screen, her tone calm and clear: "According to the intelligence we have, the Qian Group engaged in irregularities during the hostile takeover attempt. We can exploit these loopholes to launch a counterattack..."

Ye Feng stared intently at the screen, his brain racing like a precision instrument, rapidly analyzing every detail and searching for an opportunity to counterattack.

"Contact the legal team immediately and prepare a countersuit!" Ye Feng's tone was decisive and left no room for argument.

Over the next few days, Ye Feng led his team like warriors fighting a bloody battle on the battlefield of business warfare.

He personally directed his legal team, skillfully utilizing legal means to successfully thwart several hostile takeovers, causing significant losses to the Qian Group.

He was like a general with strategic vision, accurately seizing every opportunity on the ever-changing battlefield.

In his office, Ye Feng put down the phone and wearily rubbed his temples. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating his sharply defined face.

"Mr. Ye, great news! A City building materials company has agreed to resume cooperation with us!" The assistant ran in excitedly, his tone filled with undisguised joy.

A long-lost smile finally appeared on Ye Feng's lips. He picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

"Mr. Wang, thank you for your continued support. With our combined strengths, we will surely create even greater glories!" His voice was full of confidence, as if he could already see the dawn of victory.