The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO-Chapter 895 - 876: Young Master, the Consortium Has Gone Bankrupt!

Lauren's reply, just three simple words, exuded incomparable confidence!

The Flanders Conglomerate is one of the eight major Western conglomerates, second only to the Louis Conglomerate in France. The market value of all subsidiaries under its banner has reached five hundred billion US Dollars!

In one minute, bankrupt a five hundred billion US Dollar conglomerate like Flanders?

In this world, only two forces can achieve that!

Huaxia, Li Corporation!

In the West, the Rothschild Conglomerate!

As soon as Lauren hung up the phone, the ten trillion US Dollar liquid assets under the Rothschild banner immediately mobilized to target the Flanders Conglomerate on the market!

At the same time.

Brandon, who was in a deep sleep, received call after call from his father and subordinates, jolting him awake!

As if unprepared mentally, he was stunned, looking foolish!

"You beast! Whom did you offend? Our family's estate on the outskirts of Paris was destroyed by Apollo the Sun God with seven thousand Divine Guards!"

"Young master, there's an unknown source of funds in the market severely targeting our stocks and futures!"

"Young master, we found out the source of the funds—it's the Rothschild Conglomerate!"

"Young master, we can't hold on, the stock has plummeted, falling to 0.01 US Dollars per share!"

"Young master, the conglomerate's funds have been frozen by the bank, and major funds and shareholders are withdrawing!"

"Young master, our conglomerate has gone bankrupt!!!"

"Thud."

Brandon's eyes were vacant, his phone slipping from his hand to the floor.

If not for his relatively strong willpower, he would have fainted long ago.

Originally, he was in a sweet dream.

In the dream, he successfully charmed the first Prince Consort at a banquet. After the banquet, he led the Flanders Conglomerate into Huaxia, destroyed Tianyun International, took over the Huaxia market, becoming the number one in the world of commerce, and even urinating on Ye Huan's grave.

Who knew, just when the dream was getting good, it suddenly turned into a nightmare!

He dreamt that Ye Huan "resurrected", took him down, then urinated on his grave!

Brandon awoke abruptly in anguish, then received these calls from his father and subordinates!

The information in these calls was many times more terrifying than the nightmare!

Apollo, the Sun God, leading the Divine Guards to destroy the Flanders estate, was something he could still explain.

After all, Apollo and Ye Huan were good brothers. Seeing his good brother dead, how could Apollo not want to help avenge Ye Huan?

Apollo's actions were understandable!

What truly terrified Brandon was the targeting of the Flanders Conglomerate by the Rothschild Clan!

What's going on!

The Flanders Conglomerate hadn't offended this number one Western giant, so why did it suddenly launch such a strike, bankrupting them in a minute?

Brandon was in a panic, trying to recall carefully!

But no matter how much he thought, he couldn't figure out when or how he might have offended the Rothschild Clan!

Could it be a misunderstanding?

Brandon gritted his teeth, thinking, aside from this possibility, there was nothing else.

Sigh.

"Brandon, what the hell is going on!" Ye Ming suddenly entered the room looking panicked, in an electric wheelchair, holding a phone: "Breaking news: The Flanders Conglomerate has been targeted by the Rothschild Conglomerate and is now bankrupt!"

"Why panic!"

Brandon raised an eyebrow, lit a cigarette defiantly, took a deep puff, and said, "Maybe some shortsighted person in my family offended the bigwigs of the Rothschild Clan, or maybe it's due to some misunderstanding, which led to the Rothschild making a move against the Flanders Conglomerate."

"But that's okay. Once the banquet starts and I present my gift, winning the favor of the number one Western Prince Consort, all these issues will be resolved easily."

Brandon leisurely exhaled a smoke ring, and said calmly, "By then, the Flanders Conglomerate won't just emerge anew but could become the strongest conglomerate next to the Rothschild Conglomerate!"

Hearing this, Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief, much of the panic fading from his face.

"Sorry, I was overreacting." Ye Ming chuckled awkwardly, turned around, and wheeled himself out, feeling a bit neurotic.

Just now, he had a nightmare.

While he was dancing on Ye Huan's grave, Ye Huan suddenly appeared behind him, pushing him into the grave.

Ye Ming woke up, and soon after, received two calls from Huaxia.

Grandfather, the Patriarch of the Ye Family, Ye Yaoguo!

Father, the third son of the Ye Family, the Grand Marshal of the West—Ye Jingyun!

Through various channels, they completely uncovered Ye Ming's true nature and were utterly disheartened, expressing their stance to Ye Ming: expulsion from the Ye Family; living or dead, the Ye Family would no longer care!

Cutting ties!

After the calls ended, Ye Ming saw news about the Flanders Conglomerate.

Scared him to death!

He thought that not only was Ye Huan alive, but he had begun his counterattack!

Now it seems, that wasn't the case at all?

That's right, that level of explosion, comparable to a small-yield nuclear bomb.

No matter how monstrous or strong Ye Huan was, could he withstand a small-yield nuclear bomb?

Absolutely impossible!

Ye Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, returned to his suite, and downed several bottles of mineral water.

Once he dispelled the panic in his heart, his face turned gloomy, his fist clenched tightly with a "crack", his mouth twisting into a snarling grin.

After dealing with that damn Ye Huan, the next step was to plan his grand ambitions, first by winning over the first Western Prince Consort, then by cultivating his power and industry, reaching the pinnacle of his career!

He vowed he would use his achievements to make the Ye Family regret that call to sever ties!

He vowed he would make the Ye Family beg for his return!

And it all starts with tomorrow's Rothschild family banquet!

It starts with winning over the first Western Prince Consort tomorrow!