My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 592: The Scent of Conspiracy

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Chapter 592: Chapter 592: The Scent of Conspiracy

Who can’t engage in a war of words?

However, Xi Gu didn’t dare to say that. Whenever he opened his mouth, he’d be showered in a torrent of verbal abuse, undoubtedly lying in wait for him. Leaving the chairman’s office, he encountered several shareholders. He paused, stopped in his tracks and looked at them, "Are you shareholders looking for the chairman?"

The shareholders nodded, "Mr. Xiaoxi, we’re planning to cash out with our shares."

Xi Gu was surprised, "Didn’t you all decide not to cash out before?"

The shareholders laughed, "If Mr. Xiaoxi is not in Huanya, there’s nothing for us to hold onto. We are well aware of Mr. Xiaoxi’s capabilities, and we just don’t want our shares to become insignificant in the future. It’s better to cash out now when the price is at its peak."

After all, the lure of cashing out at many times the value was very tempting.

Xi Gu’s face turned ugly, and without a word, he watched the backs of the shareholders as they walked away. Xi Nian, Xi Nian, always Xi Nian.

Death was not unjust.

His mother was right; such people shouldn’t stand in his way. It would be best if they just died.

...

[Xi Nian, the young executive of Huanya, severely injured and comatose after a car accident, fate unknown] This headline fermented throughout the afternoon, growing hotter, and netizens expressed their shock.

"Damn, the young Mr. Xiaoxi? The handsome and enchanting Mr. Xiaoxi? Could it be a mistake, envious of the talented?"

"I saw the car accident at Sihuan. It was not far from my bus. The scene was really tragic: a sports car had a Range Rover in front, with six or seven cars colliding in a chain behind it. The sports car was almost crushed. I think Mr. Xiaoxi is more likely unlucky than lucky."

"No matter what, I still think it’s a pity for Mr. Xiaoxi. I hope he’s safe. How could the drivers behind be so reckless?"

"I always feel like I’ve concocted a conspiracy in my mind."

...

Yuran knew the situation might not be as serious, but couldn’t help thinking that, regarding Xi Nian’s incident, Huanya promptly handled public relations, hoping the media would not overly focus on Xi Nian’s affair, as it was his private matter after all. Too much media involvement is always not good.

Huanya’s actions seemed unproblematic at first, but on closer inspection, issues were everywhere.

Some netizens questioned: Why is Huanya’s first reaction not to reassure the public about the young Mr. Xiaoxi, but to urge them not to pay attention? Are they afraid of drawing attention to Huanya’s shady maneuvers, or afraid that people will find out something secretive? Is Huanya abandoning him, now that the young Mr. Xiaoxi is lying useless in the hospital—so they’ve decided not even to make an effort to appear concerned?

Caught between challenges, this rhythmic attack on Huanya was being led by someone.

The evidence was clear, and industry professionals could easily see it, but the general public’s mentality was typically indifferent about the details as long as they got something to gossip about.

As a result, Huanya was getting dissed.

Netizens even went to Huanya’s official website to leave comments, none of which were very pleasant.

Zhang Xing, a shareholder holding 8 percent of Huanya’s shares, was the first person to arrive at the hospital after hearing about Xi Nian’s accident.

The hospital was already heavily guarded by Bo Yan’s men. After asking for Xi Nian’s opinion, he instructed to let Zhang Xing in. Xi Nian was indeed an expert at playing dead, lying on the hospital bed without any sign of the vitality he had just moments before.

Zhang Xing was quite surprised to see Yuran in Xi Nian’s hospital room. After greeting her, he asked the doctor about Xi Nian’s condition.

The doctor was arranged by Si Huang, unfamiliar to most and unrecognizable to many.

He diligently bluffed Zhang Xing, who turned pale, "I always knew that nothing good would come from those two controlling the company. How could the great acting master Bo Yan be here?"

Huanya and Diyang have always been in competition; it would be impossible for Bo Yan to be here.

Bo Yan looked at him without changing his expression, "I have a private relationship with him. Hearing that he had an accident, I came to see him."

Zhang Xing had no standing to say thank you for Xi Nian, but after thinking it over, he still said it and then he didn’t stay long before he left the hospital.

As soon as the person disappeared at the end of the corridor, Bo Yan pushed the door and entered the ward. Xi Nian also sat up from the bed, hugging his arms. His entire right arm was almost wasted. "I never thought that I would see such a day too."

Bo Yan’s face was not too good either as, after all, Xi Nian being injured was something out of the plan. He always calculated without leaving anything to chance; accidents were not supposed to happen.

"Did you decide to do it, the injury on your arm by yourself?"

Xi Nian nodded, "Without any injury, it’s hard to fake a pale complexion. It’s okay."

"If my baby knew that I didn’t protect you as agreed upon and she ignored me, I would settle accounts with you. Do you think your life is a cat’s?"

Cats have nine lives, so they do not treasure their lives.

Xi Nian looked at him apologetically, "Forced by the situation, I’m sorry."

Bo Yan, "There’s nothing to apologize for. For a long time to come, you will need to hide in the hospital. Those two, the mother and son, may still have moves waiting for you. You be careful yourself."

"Aren’t your people outside watching over me? How could something happen to me?"

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Xi Nian looked solemn, "I understand. You should go back first, so Ranran doesn’t worry."

"All right."

Bo Yan got home late at night, past four in the morning. Yuran was worried about Xi Nian’s situation and couldn’t sleep having something on her mind. Hearing noises, she quickly climbed out of bed and upon seeing the chilly Bo Yan, she hurried towards him.

The room was laid with thick carpet that felt warm underfoot, and Bo Yan frowned, not too pleased. He took off his coat, allowing the chill to dissipate a bit, before letting Yuran approach him.

Yuran came over to him and looked up, "Qige, my older brother..."

"It’s okay, he hurt his arm a little. Given the current situation, this is for the best. Don’t worry, okay?"

Yuran wanted to say she wasn’t worried, but that would be too against her heart. She could only nod, "I don’t want to worry, but..."

"Baby, you go rest first. I will explain it slowly to you tomorrow, okay? I can assure you right now that Xi Nian is fine. My people are also guarding at the hospital. They will ensure his safety. The doctor is arranged by Si Huang. Are you reassured now?"

"Oh."

...

This night was rather turbulent for the capital. Some felt that Huanya’s dominant position might once again come under a major blow. Shareholders were feeling insecure, and in private, they had discussed the issue of shares, thinking about cashing out their stocks now because Huanya’s prospects seemed very uncertain. With Xi Nian gone, and Xi Gu — they didn’t trust him, so for the moment everyone was in a difficult position.

After reading the financial report, Zhao Shuqin’s face looked extremely grim. If they were to buy the shares from the shareholders at the price she offered, then Huanya’s liquid funds would be very limited. Liquidating quickly was indeed swift, but the hardware simply couldn’t keep up.

She slammed the financial report she was holding onto the table in anger, "Is this all the money the company can use?"

The finance director flinched and quickly nodded, "Yes, Director Zhao."

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