ORCBRB – Chapter 86
Chapter 86
Jian Zhenyang and Old Master Jian's expressions darkened simultaneously. Jian Zhenyang was the first to lose his composure: "This is absolutely impossible!"
Old Master Jian's rock-steady composure finally cracked. "Sang family girl, this isn't your Shengyu. You need evidence to back up your words."
Sang Shi'an had never had to worry about money. At this moment, she suddenly understood the meaning of wealth and power. The confidence brought by the shares made her self-assurance soar to unprecedented heights, yet her face remained inscrutable. "Grandfather Jian, I've brought the documents. Why don't you just take a look? If you still have doubts, you can have a lawyer verify them. I don't have class today, so I have plenty of time to wait for your verification."
Jian Zhenyang was the first to grab the two documents Sang Shi'an had slapped on the table, handing one to Old Master Jian to verify together. At the same time, Jian Zhenyang called an assistant over.
They were likely verifying the authenticity of the documents.
Sang Shi'an let them check, but she couldn't help glancing at Jian Cenyu across the table. Jian Cenyu tapped her phone. Sang Shi'an understood the hint and took her own phone out of her bag.
A new WeChat message had arrived, likely from Jian Cenyu asking about the extra 1.8 percent of shares. For a rare moment, Sang Shi'an got to put on an act. She confidently flipped her phone over and placed it face down on the table, averting her gaze.
A faint smile remained on Sang Shi'an's face. Her youthful features displayed a calm and elegant demeanor at such a shareholder meeting. Facing everyone's scrutiny, her gaze and expression showed no hint of evasion. Her noble aura was completely natural.
When Jian Zhenyang and Old Master Jian finished their verification, Jian Zhenyang, who had been so certain of victory just moments ago, was rendered speechless. He pointed at Sang Shi'an from across the table several times.
Sang Shi'an smiled faintly and looked at Jian Zhihuan. "Uncle Jian, since the outcome is decided, please make a decision about the Huaxing oil field as soon as possible."
Jian Zhihuan nodded at Sang Shi'an with gratitude in his eyes. Delisting Huaxing was no small matter; every aspect had to be considered, and there were many things to arrange. Jian Zhihuan first instructed his secretary to summon the heads of Jian Corporation's public relations and legal departments.
As the loser, Jian Zhenyang watched all this with a cold eye. It wasn't until the key employees from the two departments entered the conference room that he seemed to finally realize what was about to happen. He suddenly stood up. "Wait, I have something else to say."
At this, even Jian Zhenming, who had been silent until now, stood up excitedly. As if guessing what Jian Zhenyang was about to say, they both looked at Jian Cenyu. "Yes, we have something else to say!"
Jian Zhiyan was sitting next to Jian Cenyu and was extremely displeased with the two brothers' resentful glares. "I say, you two, haven't you caused enough trouble? The shareholder vote is over. The urgent matter now is to reduce Huaxing's losses. Even if you have something to say, please say it in private. Don't waste everyone's time."
Jian Zhenming said, "What we have to say concerns everyone."
Jian Zhenyang sneered and asked, "Aunt, aren't you curious why Director Lin and Director Xu voted against you?"
Jian Zhiyan frowned. She did indeed find their votes today unusual, but now that the result was set, she could ask for the reason after the meeting.
But Jian Zhenyang deliberately brought it up now. Jian Zhiyan was very displeased. "The priority right now is to handle business. With the problem at the oil field, Huaxing cannot operate. Once the outside world finds out, there will surely be panic. We must deal with this as quickly as possible to seize the initiative, preserve the company's reputation, reassure market confidence, and minimize losses."
"Preserve the company's reputation, reassure market confidence, and minimize losses." Jian Zhenyang repeated Jian Zhiyan's words and suddenly started clapping. "Excellent! Well said, Aunt! Who said you don't understand business management? I think you understand it very well!"
Before Jian Zhiyan could ask, Jian Zhenyang's gaze shifted, landing harshly on Jian Cenyu. "Then I'd also like to ask, Jian Cenyu, as the successor to Jian Corporation and the leader of the pharmaceutical reform project, when you were having a homosexual affair with Sang Shi'an, did you ever consider the company's interests? Did you ever care whether we lived or died?"
As his words fell, the projection screen, which had been displaying the shareholder vote, suddenly changed. Countless intimate photos appeared on the public screen. The subjects of every photo were Jian Cenyu and Sang Shi'an, whether in a parking garage, on the roadside, or in a shopping mall... all sorts of public places. There were photos of them looking at each other, holding hands, and even a blurry one of them kissing!
Recalling how Sang Shi'an had just appeared specifically to vote for Jian Cenyu, the entire conference room erupted in an uproar!
"Do you know how I found out about this? It was in Shanghai, during the competition for the chamber of commerce's mainland quota. I saw Jian Cenyu coming out of Sang Shi'an's room in the middle of the night with a hickey on her neck. Can you imagine? The young lady of Shengyu flew to Shanghai specifically to be with Jian Cenyu in the dead of night."
"No wonder Jian Cenyu never dated and had such a clean private life. I thought she was truly that aloof. The truth is just so surprising."
"So I had them followed. They were quite cautious. The detective I hired didn't manage to get a single intimate photo of them for half a month. But as long as they're dating, there will always be a slip-up."
Jian Zhenyang shook his head with a 'tsk tsk' sound and moved closer to Sang Shi'an. "Homosexuality. Most people in our country are so prejudiced against it. It's a disease, as shameful as AIDS once you're tainted. Once this gets out, Jian Corporation's medicine will become poison. It shouldn't be sold anymore. Wouldn't you all agree?"
Sang Shi'an could no longer sit still. She shot up and pushed Jian Zhenyang away. "Jian Zhenyang, you're shameless!"
Jian Zhenyang laughed out loud. "Yes, I am shameless! But you forced me to do this! Do you know how much money I'll lose if Huaxing is shut down now? Of course you don't feel the pain when the knife isn't cutting you! Since you won't let me have it easy, then no one gets to have it easy!"
The mere thought of Sang Shi'an and Jian Cenyu's fate made Jian Zhenyang's tone increasingly agitated. "Aren't you the young lady of Shengyu, Sang Shi'an? Hitting people whenever you feel like it? Let me tell you, I've tolerated you for a long time. And you, Jian Cenyu, stop acting so high and mighty. You always put on an act of being engrossed in the lab, uninterested in being the heir to Jian Corporation, but in reality, how many things have you stolen from me? I'm telling you, if you want to bankrupt me and kick me out of Jian Corporation, fine! Then I'll ruin your reputations!"
He held up two fingers, looking down at Jian Cenyu as if he could already see her downfall. "I've already distributed these photos. In another twenty minutes, the entire country will know about you two. I'd like to see how long Jian Corporation can last then!"
Murmurs filled the room as countless eyes shifted between Jian Cenyu and Sang Shi'an, as if stripping them naked and inspecting them from head to toe. Countless questions about the truth of the matter buzzed in her ears. Jian Cenyu no longer had the strength to answer. She simply stood up in silence, pulled Sang Shi'an, who was standing on the other side, to her side, and had her sit in her original seat.
Then she stood in front of Sang Shi'an, blocking those gazes. She lifted her head and looked steadily at Jian Zhenyang. "What do you want? For Jian Corporation to back Huaxing, to let Huaxing exist for another three months?"
Jian Zhenyang sneered. "What, are you finally scared? You want to negotiate with me? A moment ago, that would have been enough. But now, I'm telling you, it's not. I also want all the Jian Corporation shares in your hands!"
"All the Jian Corporation shares in my hands? I don't have many. Most are with my father." Jian Cenyu analyzed calmly. "After you get them, you'll call another shareholder meeting and then kick me out of Jian Corporation. That way, my personal life will have nothing to do with the company, and you can continue to use Huaxing to make money."
Jian Cenyu paused, her voice deepening. "And continue to help them launder money?"
Jian Zhenyang's expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure. "Jian Cenyu, we're talking about your personal scandal right now. Don't try to change the subject!"
"What money laundering? Cenyu, speak clearly."
"Cenyu, are you really in a relationship with the Sang family's daughter? What a sin!"
One after another, astonishing revelations exploded in the conference room, especially for the minor shareholders who had only come to cast an abstention vote. They all started discussing among themselves. The two shareholders who had voted for Jian Zhenyang because they already knew about Jian Cenyu's sexual orientation also looked grim.
The Jian Corporation's celebration banquet from a few days ago was still fresh in their minds, yet if any of the news from today's meeting were to leak, it would deal a devastating blow to the company.
They watched it rise, a towering building filled with esteemed guests.
And now they watched it collapse, crumbling into ruin.
"No, this absolutely cannot get out." Old Master Jian made the final decision. "Now is not the time to assign blame. You two, each take a step back. Zhenyang, go and retract the news from the media. Cenyu, you will act as if the Huaxing incident never happened."
But Jian Zhenyang disagreed. He said in a low voice, "Grandfather, I told you, I also want the Jian Corporation shares in her hands. As long as she doesn't get out of Jian Corporation, the company will always be on edge."
Jian Cenyu also rejected Old Master Jian's proposal. She said, "Grandfather, I don't agree either. Even if my reputation is ruined today, I must stop him from continuing to use Huaxing to launder money for that group of foreigners. Do you think a Chinese person like him could have acquired an oil field in Europe? And why would he invest his entire fortune into it?"
"Because that oil field doesn't belong to Jian Zhenyang at all! Those people lured him in under the guise of a business partnership, deceiving him with the promise of enormous profits from the oil field. After he signed the contract, he discovered he only had the rights to use the oil field, not ownership. The price difference between the two is huge. When he went to reason with them, they offered him new terms: help them with transnational money laundering in exchange for a generous reward."
After speaking, Jian Cenyu gave a bitter smile. "So, in your earlier loss estimation, three billion is not the final amount. Since Jian Zhenyang doesn't have ownership, the loss will at least double. This is also why he so adamantly demanded Jian Corporation's endorsement."
"Huaxing's soaring stock price at its opening was also due to capital manipulation by those people. The Securities and Futures Commission intervened in the investigation in time, which slightly curbed their ambitions. And the three months Jian Zhenyang just proposed to recoup all funds would definitely throw the market into chaos."
Illicit money would flood the stock market, inflating the stock price and causing a frenzy of buying among investors. Once the price reached a suitable high, the money would quietly flow out, and the scythe would fall.
With all his plans exposed, Jian Zhenyang's eyes turned crimson, and he charged toward Jian Cenyu like a madman.
Several assistants at the side immediately stepped forward to stop him. Jian Zhenyang's face was contorted with madness. "Jian Cenyu! Shut up! Shut your mouth!"
Jian Cenyu closed her eyes, then turned to Jian Zhihuan, who had been sitting beside her without a word since the photos were exposed. "Dad, I'm sorry you had to learn about my private life this way. You can immediately issue a statement to expel me from Jian Corporation, but as for Jian Zhenyang's conditions, I'm afraid I don't want to agree, and it's too late to agree."
Jian Zhihuan looked up, his eyes bloodshot. He opened his mouth and placed a hand on Jian Cenyu's wrist. "We'll talk about this later. For now, do what you want to do."
The arm Jian Zhihuan held was trembling. Jian Cenyu steadied herself and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Dad. And... thank you."
At that moment, Old Master Jian struck his cane heavily on the floor twice. "Cenyu, we are all family, and this concerns the interests of Jian Corporation. Don't act on impulse."
Jian Cenyu remained standing in front of Sang Shi'an. She glanced at the time on her watch and looked directly into Old Master Jian's stern gaze. "I have already submitted all the evidence related to the transnational money laundering to the police. Their people are on their way. Guilty or not, they will make the judgment."
"Dad!"
"Grandfather!"
Old Master Jian suddenly fainted. Jian Zhiyan immediately called for an ambulance. The entire conference room descended into chaos, a complete mess.
At the same time, police officers burst into the conference room and headed straight for Jian Zhenyang.
The photos on the projection screen had been taken down. Jian Cenyu swept her gaze over the others in the room. "Nothing that happened in this conference room today is to be leaked."
As he was about to be led out of the conference room by the police, Jian Zhenyang heard this and suddenly stopped. "Jian Cenyu, is there any point in burying your head in the sand? Before I even get to the police station, the whole country will know about this. I'll be waiting to see how you end up!"
Jian Cenyu's lips twitched slightly. "Alright," she said.
After Jian Zhenyang was taken away, the shareholders who weren't involved left, unwilling to be drawn further into the Jian family's turmoil.
The conference room door closed again. Jian Cenyu finally had time to attend to Sang Shi'an behind her. She turned around, but before she could say anything, she saw Sang Shi'an slowly look up. Her eyes were clear and bright, like a cool spring in summer, filled with endless trust and reliance. She said, "Handle things first."
Jian Cenyu nodded and looked at the legal and public relations teams still in the room. She had rehearsed this scenario in her mind countless times. The collision with the Huaxing affair had complicated matters, but she hadn't lost her composure.
She quickly laid out the next steps, which the legal and PR teams noted down one by one. Someone asked, "Junior CEO Jian, you haven't said how to handle the impending public opinion storm about the relationship. Simply following the company's usual PR plan probably won't be enough to suppress the narrative that Jian... Jian Zhenyang has created."
Just as Jian Cenyu was about to speak, the conference room door was pushed open again. Secretary Gu, who had just gone downstairs to communicate with the police, returned. Her face showed no relief from seeing Jian Zhenyang gone, only anxiety. "Junior CEO Jian, people from the Securities and Futures Commission are here!"
Jian Zhiyan looked over. "Wasn't Jian Zhenyang taken away by the police? The police should be forming a special investigation team. Didn't you tell the people from the SFC?"
Secretary Gu shook her head, her eyes searching the room until they landed on Sang Shi'an. "They said they received a report that Miss Sang is suspected of manipulating the Jian Corporation stock market through an offshore company. They want to take Miss Sang in for investigation."
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