After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

On the other side, the SY Building standing in the darkness is brightly lit.

In the huge conference room, the atmosphere was as tense as a taut bowstring, and the landline phone kept ringing.

Bo Hanshi was staring at several computer screens, paying close attention to the U.S. stock market, which was maliciously shorting the market, almost killing both stocks and bonds.

The tie around his neck had long been untied and thrown aside, and the sleeves of his black shirt, made of expensive fabric, were rolled up and slightly wrinkled.

Three buttons of his shirt were undone, not as neat and tidy as usual. He looked decadent and depressed, but his eyes were particularly sharp.

He asked Xu Zheng beside him: "Are the financial statements for Q2 and Q3 not released yet?"

Xu Zheng: "The Q3 financial statements are still being sorted out."

"how long?"

"The Finance Department just said that it can be submitted tomorrow afternoon."

Bo Hanshi's tone was unquestionable: "The other party is trying to short us. We have two countermeasures now, one is information confrontation, and the other is capital confrontation. There are still more than ten hours until tomorrow afternoon. Do you know how much will evaporate in these ten hours?"

Xu Zheng naturally knew what was going on and quickly said, "I'll go inform him right away."

Bo Hanshi glanced at the time on the screen and tapped the pen on the table unconsciously. "It's 11 o'clock at night. Before 3 o'clock in the morning, sort out the Q2 financial statements and have the public relations department publicize them. Spread the good news on all platforms. Send out the Q ones immediately and prevent as many stampedes as possible."

"Row."

Bo Hanshi looked at the financing department, which was in close contact with major banks and venture capitalists. "How much cash flow can be allocated before tomorrow morning?"

The report from the Financing Planning Department said, "We contacted all the banks in the city tonight. Even with their full support, the amount we requested was less than one-fifth of what we requested. Mr. Bo, I'm afraid we won't be able to gather that much cash flow before tomorrow morning."

Bo Hanshi frowned, his eyes calm and cold: "Before the closing of the U.S. stock and bond markets tomorrow, we must buy back some of them. If we let them continue to kill us, we will be trapped and killed."

"But our Finance Department just took out 800 billion U.S. dollars today and repaid three months of U.S. debt in advance. Even if the banks allocate funds to us early tomorrow morning, it will be difficult for us to redeem some U.S. stocks. If we follow Mr. Bo's plan and continue to remit money abroad tomorrow..."

Bo Hanshi pondered for a few seconds and said, "I am now contacting all banks and venture capitalists in South City and asking them to lend money. Before the US Treasury bond market closes tomorrow, the debt must be repaid at least six months in advance. Otherwise, it cannot be proven. We must break HY's default rating to stop the bleeding and stabilize it."

The eyes of the financing planning department lit up slightly: "All the banks in South City combined are expected to have funds that are not smaller than this. If we can really negotiate the conditions for the grant, Mr. Bo's wish to redeem some of the U.S. bonds and stocks should be hopeful."

It just so happens that the market that the other party is shorting is about to hit the bottom, and buying the bottom and redeeming part of it to slap the market in the face is also an opportunity to squeeze in and take risks.

Bo Hanshi stared at the trend of U.S. debt on the screen, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

He sneered, "From three hundred dollars to forty, this account, even if people are forced to death, they will be dragged down with them. Short sellers, let's see who shorts whom. What do the important shareholders say?"

The representative of the board of directors said, "The shareholders represented by Mr. Lu fully support it. Mr. Lu said that he can use his credit to endorse SY, and there is no problem with that. In addition, Mr. Bo's credit endorsement. When the funds arrive tomorrow morning, coupled with the credit endorsement, it should be able to slap HY's downgrade in the face. They really went too far this time."

Bo Hanshi looked at the financing department and said, "I will go and negotiate with all the banks in the surrounding cities centered on South City for funding. You go and transfer all the funds that can be mobilized from all the banks in the surrounding cities centered on the imperial capital."

The conference room suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at each other with a hint of fear on their faces.

"Boss Bo, isn't this too risky? Even if we negotiate the interest rate to the lowest ..."

Bo Hanshi's aura was extremely oppressive: "To fight a financial encirclement and suppression war, we must destroy before we build. If we don't do something big, all the self-affirmation we did before will be in vain. The stones we threw down were swallowed up by them silently. Since the other side wants to force us to death, let's take a big gamble."

Being forced into this situation, where you can neither live nor die, then you have to live towards death.

He used to be a short seller on Wall Street. Those people had the support of the U.S. government. They were very bold and ambitious. Only by being bolder, more ambitious and more ruthless than them could they be intimidated.

A slight hesitation from the financing department.

Bo Hanshi raised his chin slightly and looked at him with scrutiny: "Is it difficult to borrow funds from all the banks in the imperial capital and surrounding cities?"

"That's not the case. I was just wondering if President Bo would take too much of a risk. What if..."

Bo Hanshi suddenly asked the other party: "Are you married?"

The head of the financing department was stunned, "Not yet."

"You haven't even started a family yet, so what are you afraid of? I'm married, I have a wife and two lovely children. If this last-ditch effort fails before the U.S. stock market closes tomorrow, you don't have to bear the consequences. I and the entire economic market will bear the consequences."

His voice was indifferent and calm, but extremely firm.

The Financing Department was greatly shocked by Bo Hanshi's courage.

An ambitious and resolute person is no more than this.

Could it be that Mr. Bo shorted several well-known banks in Country M back then? No wonder the other side is always trying to get rid of him.

People like Bo Hanshi are probably seen as a great disaster who cannot be used by the other side.

"Okay, if all the banks in the capital and surrounding cities don't have enough funds, I'll continue to expand outwards. What do you think, Mr. Bo?"

Bo Hanshi nodded slightly: "The more funds arrive tomorrow morning, the better. We can kill both stocks and bonds. Once the other party succeeds, it will be more than just a test."

"Okay, I understand."

There was a bustle in the meeting room.

When Xu Zheng came back after finishing his work, Bo Hanshi turned around and asked, "Have you found out the reason why you were suddenly targeted this time?"

Xu Zheng glanced at the people working in the conference room, leaned over and whispered in Bo Hanshi's ear, "I found that Mr. Jiang has been leaving the country frequently recently, all to Country M. I suspect that this was done by some forces he colluded with."

Hearing this, Bo Hanshi was not surprised, but said objectively: "Old Jiang is not that capable yet. At most, he is the one who borrowed a knife to kill someone. This matter may have something to do with him, but it is probably not a big deal."

Xu Zheng sighed softly: "Master Bo, even now, you are still protecting him."

At that time, I threw away the lighter and broke off the relationship.

Bo Hanshi was a little annoyed. He lit a cigarette and bit it. He didn't mention Jiang Yuchuan again. He just pressed Xu Zheng's shoulder and ordered: "Keep an eye on him for me for a while. Yu Yu seems to have called me a lot."

……

in the hospital.

After Bo Junxing finished the blood smear, Xie Jun asked his colleagues in the hematology department to rush it, and the result came out in the early morning.

Qiao Yu asked: "I don't understand this result. Doctor, what happened to our child?"

Xie Jun glanced at his colleagues in the hematology department.

The hematologist weighed the wording and said relatively tactfully: "The blood smear shows primitive and immature cells, hemoglobin and red blood cells are decreased, and platelets are reduced to varying degrees. The white blood cell count in the previous blood test was abnormally high, and combined with B-ultrasound and CT... the preliminary diagnosis... is acute leukemia. But don't worry too much, acute leukemia in children is actually quite common. And according to Dr. Xie, your family's financial conditions are not a problem. If there is no problem with the cost of treatment, the cure rate of this type of acute leukemia in children is still very high. As long as there is no recurrence within five years, it will hardly affect life expectancy."

Qiao Yu stood in the consulting room, the cold white light shining down on her head, making her face look pale and haggard.

She opened her lips several times, but no sound came out of her throat. She just stood there motionless, feeling cold all over and even having skin bumps.

The child was held by the nanny behind him.

Qiao Yu stood there, almost tottering.

Xie Jun held her and said, "Yu Yu, this disease is not uncommon. Don't worry, there must be a way."

Qiao Yu bit her lips tightly, not wanting to lose her composure, but her eyes instantly turned red: "I know... I know it's not rare... But why is it my child... He really hasn't had any illness since he was born... Except for his rare blood type... There is really no problem... How could this happen..."

She didn't know how she walked out of the emergency room.

The babysitter was holding little Junxing as they sat on a chair. Qiao Yu couldn't control her emotions and she started crying until her stomach started to cramp.

She leaned against the wall and squatted down weakly. Even though she covered her mouth and tried to control herself, her crying was still getting louder and louder.

Perhaps it was the bond between mother and child, Qiao Yu was crying so hard that she couldn't stand up, and Xiao Junxing, who had been quiet for a while, started crying again.

Qiao Yu looked at the child, tears streaming down her face.

Why is this happening? If she did something bad, she could be punished directly. Why should Xiao Junxing suffer such pain?

Zhou Miao’s curse was so poisonous that it actually came true.

……

On this side, Bo Hanshi took his cell phone and went out to answer the call.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. Before he could say anything, he heard Qiao Yu's suppressed crying.

Her trembling voice was very excited and full of hatred: "Bo Hanshi... I wanted to kill Zhou Miao... I really wanted to let her go... Why..."

……

When Bo Hanshi rushed to the hospital, Qiao Yu was squatting there in a daze, holding her stomach. She stopped crying, but her tears were silently falling.

The nanny was sitting there holding little Junxing, also at a loss as to what to do.

"Sir, you're finally here. We don't know what to do. My wife is crying so hard that her stomach hurts..."

Bo Hanshi watched this scene, his chest heaving violently and his eyes red.

He almost walked quickly to Qiao Yu's side, squatted down, put his arm around her shoulders, and called her: "Yu Yu, what's going on?"

She burst into tears on the phone and didn't say anything in detail.

When he heard her crying like that, he didn't bother to ask anything and rushed straight to the hospital.

When Qiao Yu heard his voice, she hugged her knees and slowly looked up at him. The moment she saw him, tears welled up again: "Why did our child have such a disease? Bo Hanshi... I am so sad... Xiao Junxing is still so young... Why did this happen..."

She really had no strength left, so she rested her forehead on his right shoulder, lowered her head and cried, shaking all over.

Bo Hanshi's thoughts froze for a moment. He looked at the child in the nanny's arms, hugged her and asked in a hoarse voice: "What happened to our son? Don't cry, Yuyu, tell me and I'll find a way."

Qiao Yu grabbed his arm tightly with both hands, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, "Acute leukemia, is there really a cure? Bo Hanshi... Zhou Miao cursed our child... I really didn't think of taking revenge on her... But now I hate her so much... I can't control my hatred for her..."