Pretending to be bankrupt, I was kicked out of the family chat group

Chen Moqi nodded. He knew that in this financial world full of variables and possibilities, only by constantly thinking and adjusting can he keep moving forward.

For Ye and Mo, every decision is a game. The rules can be changed, but the winners are always those who can adapt to the rules and make good use of them.

Ye and Mo were sitting in a private box of Donghai High-end Club, opposite her secretary assistant, Chen Moqi.

Typical urban style, leather sofas and wooden furniture blend warmly, and the exquisite porcelain tea sets reveal a hint of oriental charm.

"The stock has risen so much. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?" Ye Yumo smiled slightly and put down the financial report he had just read.

Chen Moqi responded calmly, "For ordinary people, rising stocks is of course a good thing, but you are different.

The Penguin Group has targeted you again, and they feel that the capital chain in your hands may be broken. "

Ye Yumo was stroking the tea cup. The gold-rimmed jasper cup revealed wealth, just like her current stock market status.

"Penguin Group has always underestimated me.

Of course, they are not wrong, after all, our recent investment is indeed relatively large. "

"Yes, the acquisition of International Milan, coupled with the cooperation with Longhu Real Estate and Dihaha, these are not small sums." Chen Moqi's words were as smooth as water, but with a bit of cold vigilance.

"Investment is gambling," Ye Yumo's pupils narrowed, "but I am never blind."

Chen Moqi nodded slightly, with an approving smile on his face, "You are a far-sighted person. In all these years, I have never seen you make a wrong step."

Ye Yumo smiled, this smile was as bright as the rising moon on the cold moon.

"Then what does Penguin Group plan to do? Use information warfare, or directly compete with me in the market?"

"As far as I know, they are considering releasing some negative news to shake investors' trust in you."

"Oh? That's just right," Ye Yumo smiled slyly, "I happen to have some 'tattletales' that I want to share with the market."

"Are you going to...?"

"Shh-" Ye Yumo put his index finger gently on his lips, looking mysterious.

Chen Moqi's eyes flashed with admiration, confirming once again that he had never doubted Ye Yumo's resourcefulness.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you.

Remember, don't leave any traces," Ye Yumo picked up the tea cup and took a sip gently.

"Understand, everything will be done with caution."

Ye Yumo stood up and patted Chen Moqi's shoulder gently, "Be prepared, this 'game' has just begun."

Chen Moqi watched Ye Yumo walk out of the club elegantly, and felt an inexplicable sense of confidence in his heart.

He knew that no matter how big the dilemma was, with Ye and Mo here, nothing would be a problem.

When the door of the box slowly closed, Chen Moqi took out his mobile phone and prepared to carry out the tasks assigned by Ye Yumo.

Ye and Mo walked through the lobby of the club, walked into the elevator, and pressed the button to go to the top floor.

Ye and Mo were sitting on high-backed chairs in the office, with Pin Xixi's various data displayed on the computer screen in front of them.

She held her chin, an elusive smile on her face.

"Are you sure this is the best time?" Li Bonan stood aside and coughed, trying to attract Ye Yumo's attention.

Ye Yumo smiled, "It's precisely because they think we can't hold on any longer, so this is the best time."

Li Bonan frowned, "But banks are beginning to be unwilling to lend to us. How to solve this problem?"

"Oh, are you worried about this?" Ye Yumo waved his hands, as if sweeping away light dust, "Some problems can't be solved with money, but more money can.

Let them see what real financial resources are. "

At this time, the office door was knocked gently twice, and Liao Haoyu walked in, holding a document in his hand.

"Mr. Ye, Penguin Group has just increased their short-selling funds in Pinxixi again, and there is also a public statement." Liao Haoyu handed over the document.

Ye Yumo flipped through the documents and threw them on the table aside, "Do they think they can overwhelm me like this?"

She stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the skyline of the East China Sea in the distance.

This city always made her feel like it had endless possibilities.

"Since they are willing to gamble, let us be bolder." Ye Yumo turned around, his eyes burning.

Li Bonan and Liao Haoyu looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in the other's eyes, but more importantly, they still trusted.

“Preparing three huge amounts of funds, the first one will be used to purchase the bonds of Yumo Group, so that the market can see that we have our own financial resources.

The second tranche will be used for technology research and development to enhance Pinxixi’s core competitiveness.

The third stroke..."

Ye Yumo smiled, "It is used for Yumo Group's marketing. After all, to win the war, you must first win the hearts of the people."

Liao Haoyu nodded and began to calculate various possibilities and risks in his mind.

"What about the Penguin Group? They will definitely react." Li Bonan reminded.

Ye Yumo returned to his seat and started typing on the keyboard on the computer.

"Let them react." She said softly, "Only then will they understand that the real game has just begun."

Li Bonan smiled, "Then I'll go get ready."

"Okay, you go and do your work first, I still have some things to deal with here."

The moment the door closed, Ye Yumo suddenly felt relaxed.

She knew that the next war would become increasingly fierce, but she was never afraid of challenges.

She opened the drawer, took out a tissue, gently wiped the sweat on her forehead, and then took a deep breath, as if to inject new energy into herself.

Ye Yumo looked out the window, and the night in the East China Sea had fallen.

She knew that this city and this world were waiting for her next step.

"Make them wait," she whispered, and returned to her work.

Ye Yumo gently opened the thick dark curtains in Villa No. 1 at Huangpu Bay, and the sunlight shone warmly but not dazzlingly on the exquisite desk.

She was wearing loose house clothes, looking carefree and at ease.

There was no words to say that night.

At five o'clock in the morning the next day, the mansion at No. 1 Huangpu Bay in the East China Sea.

While most people are still immersed in the laziness of the weekend, Ye and Mo have already started a new day.

She picked up a cup of green tea, took a sip, and then turned on the computer. Various stock quotes were displayed on the screen.

The digital changes before our eyes are like a silent war, dazzling.

"Let's first see what good opportunities there are today." Ye Yumo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and focused his eyes on the screen, as if talking to the entire financial world at that moment.

The stock market, futures and foreign exchange markets are really her money tree and cornucopia!