Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

"Zhendong, well done!"

Chen Li kept a close eye on the stock market battle between Chen Zhendong and Meng Chuan from early morning.

She was initially worried that there might be some complications, but she didn't expect her nephew to be so decisive.

Without giving Meng Chuan a chance to breathe, they acquired more than 55% of Xinhua's shares in the blink of an eye.

Once you've secured control of the discourse, your goal will be achieved.

Although it cost more money.

But once we reorganize Xinhua Shares and sell the new Xinhua company as a package, the money will naturally come back.

As for how much or how little she earns, Chen Li doesn't care at all.

It's just money. Problems that can be solved with money aren't really problems.

What she was most concerned about was being able to help her son get revenge.

Her precious son had always had a smooth life and had never experienced such hardship.

Now he's been detained in the police station for so long.

Thinking about this, Chen Li felt as if her heart was being pierced by a thousand needles.

Her hatred for Meng Chuan burned ever brighter, like a raging fire.

“Aunt, something seems off! I have a feeling that Meng Chuan did it on purpose. He never really intended to take over the stock from the beginning; he just wanted to take a big bite out of Xinhua Shares. With just this one move, he made at least 3 billion from us.”

Chen Zhendong remained relatively rational.

I thought there would be a fierce battle today, but it ended before the battle even started.

The ease with which he won intensified his unease.

"Hmph! Zhendong, don't make wild guesses. People from small towns are like flies to dog shit when they see money."

Chen Li's face was full of disdain:

“I think he did want to take the lead at first, but when he saw that there was profit to be made, he changed his mind.”

Chen Li looked down on Meng Chuan from the bottom of her heart.

It was precisely because of this disdain that her hatred for Meng Chuan deepened.

Her noble son was almost ruined by this country bumpkin.

"But……"

Chen Zhendong wanted to argue a few more points.

Chen Li impatiently interrupted him:

"Alright, you go and take charge of Xinhua New Company, kick out the previous board members, and then help me stick to the Liu Group, resolutely refusing to settle or withdraw the lawsuit. Just drag it out until Chong'er's case is over. After that, I will definitely support you to take the position of head of the Chen family."

Chen Zhendong was initially somewhat worried.

Upon hearing Chen Li's words, his face instantly lit up with an excited glow:

"Alright, Auntie, you can rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter perfectly for you."

On the other side, Jiang Chun didn't sleep a wink all night.

Upon seeing that Meng Chuan had completely withdrawn his shares, he excitedly called Chen Zhendong immediately.

The Chen family truly did not disappoint him.

If Meng Chuan gains control of the narrative, his Xinhua Shares will be finished.

"Young Master Chen, thank you so much! You finally got rid of that brat."

It took several calls to finally get through, and Jiang Chun was filled with gratitude as she spoke into the phone.

"Jiang Chun, aren't you being too happy too soon?"

Chen Zhendong was too lazy to pretend anymore. Now that he held power, Jiang Chun was no longer of any use to him.

"Young Master Chen... what do you mean by that?"

Jiang Chun's heart tightened suddenly.

It felt like being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

"Don't you understand? Jiang Chun, you've been in the business world for so many years, you don't naively think I helped Xinhua Shares for nothing, do you?"

Chen Zhendong said with a sneer.

"No... Young Master Chen, don't worry, the money you invested before, I will definitely cash it out and pay you back in six months at most... no, three months at most."

Jiang Chun's voice changed from anxiety.

He is maliciously hoarding formaldehyde, causing it to become a hot commodity on the market and its price to skyrocket.

He felt he would succeed soon.

This deal could net at least tens of billions.

Therefore, he was fully confident that he could get the money to redeem the shares held by Chen Zhendong.

"Three months? Do you think I can afford to wait that long? I'm using my family's money to back you up. I can't even wait a month, let alone three months."

Chen Zhendong's tone was icy:

"I've already sent someone over there. Just wait for my notification."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Jiang Chun to speak again.

At the same time, a flood of negative news about Xinhua New Company suddenly appeared on Douyin.

"Breaking News! Xinhua New Company Maliciously Stockpiles Formaldehyde and Manipulates the Futures Market"

Netizens revealed that Xinhua New Company's warehouse had stockpiled 42 tons of formaldehyde.

"Sources familiar with the matter revealed that Jiang Chun manipulated 42 futures accounts to maliciously speculate on formaldehyde futures."

……

Videos with titles like these are going viral on TikTok.

It's worth noting that Douyin now dominates the short video market.

Zhang Erming could make these videos widely known in less than an hour.

As for who the netizen who broke the news is...

How did those in the know find out?

Only Meng Chuan knows the answer.

After all, he wrote all those headlines.

However, everything Meng Chuan wrote is the absolute truth.

evidence?

Why do you need evidence for rumors?

If you absolutely need evidence, just wait until the case is filed and an investigation is launched; then the evidence will be there.

The term "rumor-mongering" can only be defined as spreading rumors if there is no evidence to support it, and only then can the person spreading the rumors be prosecuted.

But once the evidence is verified, Jiang Chun's good days will be over.

Jiang Chun looked at the phone handed to him by his subordinate; the screen was full of those negative videos.

His face instantly turned deathly pale, devoid of any color.

These are all top-secret information, known only to him.

The other party even knew that he had 42 futures accounts.

They also knew about the 42 tons of formaldehyde stockpiled in the warehouse.

Even the warehouse workers didn't know the exact quantity, because it was impossible to accurately judge by sight alone.

In an instant, Jiang Chun felt as if all her strength had been drained away.

He slumped into the chair, his eyes vacant, muttering to himself:

"It's over, it's over..."

But the next second, he seemed to go mad, suddenly standing up and laughing loudly.

"Haha, so be it! So be it! I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well die and let that scoundrel Chen Zhendong get away with it."

Jiang Chun was utterly desperate, with Chen Zhendong, this hungry wolf, about to devour his Xinhua New Company alive.

The subsequent flood of online revelations, like a ferocious tiger, will surely attract the attention of relevant departments to shut it down.

If Chen Zhendong takes over his company, his cash flow will eventually dry up.

The risks associated with formaldehyde futures trading will still materialize.

No matter which path he chooses, he has no way to survive.

Rather than waiting to die, it's better to self-destruct.

They might even gain a "good reputation" for turning themselves in.

Just as Jiang Chun shakily pulled out his phone to call the police...

Chen Zhendong called.

"Jiang Chun, you bastard, what are you up to?"

As soon as Chen Zhendong answered the phone, he launched into a barrage of questions.

Jiang Chun was no longer obsequious; his voice was now chillingly cold.

"Didn't you want to swallow up my Xinhua New Company? Haha, you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"You...you did all of that on the internet on purpose..."

"That's right, I deliberately spread this rumor, haha! All my assets will be frozen, and Xinhua New Company will be liquidated and dissolved. All the money you invested will be liquidated too; you won't get a single penny. Haha..."