kvmb Chapter 122 If there is no weakness, create one.
Chapter 122 If there is no weakness, create one.
“That’s right!” Ye Jingke nodded slightly, his tone calm and even. “I hold 41% of the shares, while the seven of you together hold a whopping 39%. If we don’t gain control, my position as president will be precarious.”
After saying that, Bai Jing picked up two documents and walked to Nian Shuang and Dong Sihan. He stamped them with his thumbs, which were stained with blood, before respectfully presenting them to his boss.
Ye Jingke glanced at the mark, then looked up and smiled faintly, "Manager Nian and Manager Li have willingly agreed to transfer nine percent of the shares to me, and you have no objections, right?"
Li Liguang's lips twitched. As expected of a business elite, his ability to lie through his teeth was first-rate.
With Nian Shuang and Dong Sihan in a coma and dead respectively, how could they be willing to do this?
Tang Huihui didn't move an inch. She had finally managed to get seven percent of the shares, and only a fool would give them away so easily. Song Fuqian was no different.
Liu Daqiang signed and sealed the document without hesitation, not even blinking.
He crawled shakily to Ye Jingke's feet, pleading in a trembling voice, "Mr. Ye... I want to go back to my office..."
Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Liu Daqiang staggered out of the meeting room, causing the other three managers to look on with surprise.
Did Ye Jingke just let them go so easily? Could it be that the two of them are secretly working together?
Before long, Liu Daqiang returned hurriedly with a USB drive and a file folder. "Boss Ye, all the evidence of my crimes is here. Please plead with Miss Cheng for me to spare my son's life."
Ye Jingke raised an eyebrow, secretly surprised. He had thought that Liu Daqiang's sudden change of attitude was because he was afraid of death, but he did not expect that Cheng Ai was also involved.
The three managers instantly understood; with their families in peril, it was normal for them to switch sides at the last minute.
Ye Jingke silently connected the USB drive to his phone, quickly scanned the contents, and felt a splitting headache.
He never expected that the vast majority of the artists in the company were completely under his control.
You think you can get me to plead for you? Dream on!
Cheng Ai, who was still braiding red rope, noticed his change in mood and said quietly, "I told you, you have lost your chance to negotiate with me."
Liu Daqiang scrambled to his knees at her feet, kowtowing frantically. "Miss Cheng, my life is worthless. You can take it whenever you want. But please spare Arong's life, considering I've been obedient enough. I had him late in life, and the Liu family can't live without him!"
“Okay!” Cheng Ai replied lightly.
Overjoyed, Liu Daqiang cried and laughed with gratitude, "Thank you, Miss Cheng, thank you, Mr. Ye. I will turn myself in to the police station as soon as it is light. I won't trouble you at all."
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body trembled violently, and he slowly collapsed to the ground. His eyes gradually became unfocused, and he died.
Ye Jingke and Bai Jing remained indifferent, while Tang Huihui, Li Liguang, and Song Fuqian stared in shock.
Did they see that right? The fruit knife that Nian Shuang had stuck in the table had pierced Liu Daqiang's chest without anyone touching it?
But what happened next was even more terrifying. With a wave of her hand, Cheng Ai sent three talismans into existence, which spontaneously stuck to the wall.
Three blue vortexes gradually coalesced. Bai Jing glanced at Ye Jingke and stepped into them one by one. After several rounds, he dragged over forty people, leaving him panting and drenched in sweat.
The teleportation talisman has now been modified by Cheng Ai, so ordinary people without spiritual power can pass through it at will.
The sight of their unconscious family members filled the room caused the three managers' hearts to stop. They turned pale, a chill ran through them, and they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, shivering uncontrollably.
Cheng Ai straightened up and slowly walked up to them, a slight smile playing on her lips, her voice like that of a messenger from hell, “Dong Sihan has a saying that goes, ‘Wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze will bring it back to life.’”
She stretched out her right hand, holding a talisman between two fingertips. The talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, turning into black smoke and dissipating into the air in just a few seconds. "The lives of all your wives and husbands, parents and in-laws, sons and daughters-in-law, daughters and sons-in-law, grandchildren and great-grandchildren are in my hands. Tell me, should I follow Dong Sihan's example and kill them all?"
The three managers trembled in unison, abandoning their dignity in order to survive.
Tang Huihui grabbed Cheng Ai's skirt and pleaded pitifully, "Miss Cheng, please spare my family. They know nothing and are innocent."
Song Fuqian found Cheng Ai's bow-legged kneeling posture endearing, and with a fawning expression, he knelt on the ground to wipe her shoes, saying, "Xiao Ai, let's talk this out. Don't resort to threats of violence all the time; it's too hurtful."
Li Liguang revealed a loving smile, but his brows were full of calculation. "Hey, Yunfan and I are about the same age. Now that he has committed a crime and is in prison, and I happen to not have a daughter, it's perfect for you to recognize me as your godfather. In a couple of days, I will take you back to my hometown to be included in the family genealogy. If anything happens in the future, I will protect you."
If there's no weakness, create one. Once you've recognized someone as a relative, why fear any danger to your life?
Cheng Ai ignored Tang Huihui and Song Fuqian. She looked down at Li Liguang with her arms crossed and a wicked smile appeared on her lips. "Manager Li, do you know that the evidence of Cheng Yunfan's illegal fundraising was actually given to the police by me?"
"What?" Li Liguang's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart pounding wildly. "No matter how bad he is, he's still your father. How could you betray your own family for the greater good?"
"Why not?" Cheng Ai looked puzzled, her eyebrows furrowing slightly. "He committed a crime and should be punished by law."
She rubbed her temples and yawned wearily. "Enough with the nonsense. You need to make a choice: do you want your family to live, or do you obediently transfer your shares and hand over some shady stuff?"
The three managers exchanged glances, and no matter how unwilling they were, they had no choice but to compromise.
After signing, they went back to the office together to retrieve the confidential documents.
Tang Huihui returned quickly and respectfully handed a stack of photos of Su Qi and Zhang Caifeng to Ye Jingke.
After confirming that everything was correct, Bai Jing found the Tang family members in the crowd and dragged them back to the Blue Vortex with great effort.
At the same time, a bullet pierced Tang Huihui's forehead.
She fell straight to the ground, a faint smile playing on her lips. As long as her husband and children were safe, what was there to fear in death?
Ye Jingke walked to Cheng Ai's side, put his arm around her waist, and said in a deep voice, "Those two are not behaving themselves. I'll send Bai Jing to arrest them."
"No rush." Cheng Ai grinned, and with a flick of her wrist, two blue butterflies suddenly appeared in front of Song Fuqian and Li Liguang.
The two were startled and before they could react, they were grabbed by the collar and dragged back to the conference room.
"Since you don't even care about your families, then I have no reason to show mercy." After saying this, Cheng Ai casually tossed out a talisman, and the Song and Li families immediately disappeared.
Song Fuqian clenched his fists, tears welling in his eyes, panting heavily. He raised his hand and pointed angrily at Cheng Ai, roaring, "You! You heartless killer! Heaven will surely punish you!"