The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

“Li Ying is right. Let’s hear what Brother Peng has to say first.” Chang Long also spoke up. He picked up the purple clay teapot on the table and slowly poured himself a cup of tea, exuding a refined and scholarly air in his every move.

Chang Long is the most cunning and mysterious of the Five Tigers of the capital. He rarely speaks, but when he does, his words are always incisive and hit the nail on the head.

Just then, the conference room door was pushed open, and Huang Feipeng walked in with steady steps, followed by Sun Bao, whose face was cold and stern.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting." Huang Feipeng walked to the head seat and sat down, his gaze sweeping over everyone. He said calmly, "The United States' sanctions this time were faster and more severe than we expected. However, they are merely making a last-ditch effort. We have already seized the initiative, and we will surely win this war!"

Hearing Huang Feipeng's words, everyone was taken aback, and the previously tense atmosphere eased considerably. They had absolute faith in Huang Feipeng, as if no difficulty could stop them as long as he was there.

"Brother Peng, just tell us what you need us to do?" Wang Hu asked impatiently, wishing he could rush to America right now and have a fight with them.

Huang Feipeng smiled and pointed to a document on the table, saying, "This is the detailed list of the sanctions imposed by the United States this time, listing all the companies and individuals involved. I have already had Sun Bao prepare a counter-sanctions plan. Next, we all need to work together to teach these foreign devils a lesson they will never forget!"

Upon hearing this, everyone picked up the documents on the table and began to examine them carefully.

"This energy company is the largest shale oil producer in the United States. They just signed a big contract with us last year, and now they dare to kick us when we're down. It's outrageous!" Wang Hu slammed his fist on the table and said angrily.

“This investment bank has always been a tool of the American government, specializing in helping them do those shady things. This time, they won’t be able to escape either!” Chang Long’s tone was calm, but his eyes revealed a chilling intent.

"This chip company, relying on its monopoly in the chip industry, has been holding us back for years. This time, we can settle both old and new scores!" A glint flashed in Li Ying's eyes. He had already begun to think about how to use technological means to teach this company a lesson.

Huang Feipeng looked at the indignant crowd and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Very good, it seems everyone is ready for battle. In that case, let's begin the counterattack! Remember, I will make the American government and those companies and individuals involved in the sanctions pay a heavy price for their foolish actions!"

With Huang Feipeng's order, a financial war without gunfire officially began...

A few days later, international crude oil prices suddenly plummeted, and the stock price of the United States' largest shale oil producer fell sharply, wiping out hundreds of billions of dollars in market value in a single day. At the same time, an investment bank with close ties to the US government was also embroiled in a financial scandal, its stock price crashed, and it teetered on the brink of bankruptcy.

For a time, the international financial market was in a state of panic and fear.

This sudden financial storm quickly swept the globe, and media outlets from various countries reported on it and offered different interpretations.

The American media was naturally filled with lamentations, pointing the finger directly at Huang Feipeng, accusing him of maliciously manipulating the market and disrupting international financial order. They called on the government to take swift action to sanction Huang Feipeng and the companies behind him in order to recover the losses.

In the CNN studio, Pamela Reif, the blonde, blue-eyed anchorwoman, was passionately denouncing: "...businessmen like Huang Feipeng are utterly unscrupulous plunderers with no moral compass! For his own benefit, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the interests of people all over the world, triggering this global financial disaster! He is the sinner of this era!"

In the BBC studio, a sprightly male anchor with graying hair pushed up his glasses and said indignantly, "...We call on the international community to impose severe sanctions on Huang Feipeng and his company, and not let him go unpunished any longer! We also warn those countries and individuals who cooperate with him to pull back from the brink, or they will surely get burned!"

The Western media offensive came wave after wave, with a deluge of negative reports targeting Huang Feipeng, as if he were some heinous criminal.

However, Huang Feipeng, who was at the center of this media storm, appeared unusually calm. He sat at his large desk, holding a steaming cup of Longjing tea, his gaze fixed on the towering skyscrapers outside the window, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"Boss, the Western media's offensive is getting more and more intense. Should we take some measures?" Li Ying stood across the desk, his brows furrowed and his expression somewhat worried.

"Ignore them, they're just a bunch of clowns." Huang Feipeng took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Let them make a scene. The bigger the commotion, the more it shows they're guilty."

“But…” Li Ying wanted to say something more, but Huang Feipeng raised his hand to interrupt him.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. This game has only just begun, and the best is yet to come…” Huang Feipeng put down his teacup, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. “Pass the word down: tonight at the Emperor Hotel, the Five Tigers of the Capital will be gathering. I have something important to announce.”

"Yes, boss!" Li Ying's heart skipped a beat; he knew Huang Feipeng was about to unleash a major move...

As night falls and the city lights begin to twinkle, the presidential suite on the top floor of the Emperor Hotel, the most luxurious suite in the entire capital, is brightly lit.

Huang Feipeng sat on the sofa, a cigar between his fingers, puffing out smoke. Across from him, Chang Long, Wang Hu, Sun Bao, and Li Ying, the other four of the Five Tigers of the Capital, sat upright, their expressions solemn.

"Boss, why did you call us over so urgently? Is something big happening?" Chang Long broke the silence first and asked.

"The US's actions lately have become increasingly outrageous..." Huang Feipeng flicked his cigarette ash, his tone calm yet carrying a chilling pressure. "I've received information that they've joined forces with several allies to prepare for economic sanctions against us, and at the same time, they'll launch a media attack against us internationally, attempting to completely blockade us..."

"These sons of bitches, do they really think they're the world's police?!" Wang Hu slammed his fist on the table, his voice blazing with rage. "Boss, give the order! The brothers have been wanting to teach these foreign devils a lesson for ages!"

"Yeah, boss, we'll all listen to you!" the others chimed in.