"Impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Opposite Lin Hengjiu and Lin Xinling of the Lin Family, an elderly man with graying hair wore a face full of disbelief.
"Who does business like that? Is he an idiot?"
The old man thought for a while and decided not to bother with Luo Feng's bizarre tactics.
"Add some fuel to the fire for him. It's time he repaid what he owes the bank."
With his cash flow gone, and the bank demanding repayment, how the hell was he supposed to keep subsidizing his employees?
When all was said and done, money made everything easier. Without money, no miraculous maneuver would be of any use.
Lin Hengjiu nodded. This was what puzzled him the most—where had Luo Feng gotten the money?
He had acquired the company not to make money, but to give money away?
"I'll make the arrangements this afternoon. By tomorrow morning, the bank should be looking for Da Song Investment."
After saying that, he left with Lin Xinling.
"Little sister, you've been back for an hour already. Why do you still look so distracted?"
Lin Hengjiu looked at his dazed younger sister in confusion.
"Huh? I probably need some time to recover. The scene in the conference room just now was way too overwhelming. It was my first time seeing anything like that."
Lin Xinling patted her chest, still shaken.
Lin Hengjiu could understand. He was still somewhat frightened himself. He had intended to give them a warning, only to leave with his tail between his legs.
"Brother, I'm heading back to my office."
Lin Xinling also held a position at her family's company. As an assistant department manager, she was there mainly to gain experience.
After returning to her office, she locked the door and lay down on the sofa.
"Chairman... Chairman... Chairman...!"
The shouts from everyone at the meeting seemed to still echo in her ears.
Luo Feng's unremarkable face kept appearing in her mind, along with the undisguised way he had stared at her.
Her hand involuntarily moved downward.
"Chairman, the remaining directors have all proposed selling their shares. Together, they hold 40%."
Song Yiran respectfully reported to Luo Feng.
Luo Feng sat in the executive chair, his expression utterly unchanged.
"How much?"
"At the current share price, purchasing all of them would require 1.2 billion."
"Who holds the remaining 9%? Why hasn't it been sold?" Luo Feng asked in confusion.
Given the current situation, anyone with a buyer willing to acquire their shares should have been laughing in their dreams.
Song Yiran smiled. "They're under my name."
Luo Feng looked at her in surprise. She really was loyal enough.
"Send me the company account details. I'll have someone inject capital into it. Remember, you must directly control this account. I don't trust anyone else."
Song Yiran nodded, feeling increasingly expectant.
Luo Feng began making calls.
Half an hour later.
In the finance department, Song Yiran looked at the account balance showing 10 billion. Usually gentle and composed, her face was now flushed with excitement.
Everything the chairman had said was true!
She took a deep breath and began making arrangements.
"Following the chairman's instructions, dismiss those with problematic attitudes. Demote those who aren't proactive. Promote those who actively sided with the chairman—for example, the people who were the first to applaud."
"Hurry up and draft a plan. I'll go see the chairman first."
Song Yiran arrived outside Luo Feng's office.
She knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Song Yiran pushed the door open and saw Luo Feng doing bench presses in the fitness area.
Song Yiran was a little surprised. The chairman was much stronger than he looked.
"Chairman, the company account has received 10 billion."
"The share acquisition agreements with the other vice chairmen have also been signed."
She then briefly reported her own arrangements.
Luo Feng stopped exercising, walked over to the sofa, and gestured for Song Yiran to sit as well.
"From now on, you'll take full responsibility for everything, large and small, in the company. I'll trust you completely."
With the system, you were the person most worthy of trust.
"I also need to lay out the company's general direction for you from now on."
"Our primary investment directions will be livelihood-related physical industries, manufacturing, and high-tech sectors. Especially among manufacturing companies with many assembly-line workers, the corresponding employees must also receive the four policies I announced today. The specific amounts can be adjusted as appropriate."
"The main principle is what I said today: solve the employees' needs for clothing, food, housing, and transportation. I don't care about profits. I can accept the company not making money or even operating at a loss, but no one is allowed to touch these four employee benefits."
These four items were tied to Attribute Points for himself and his Intimate Lovers. There was no room for error.
His height would become over 1.8 meters, his physique more perfect, his looks better, and his physical condition superhuman...
His Intimate Lovers would remain forever young, even becoming more beautiful and shapelier on a genetic level. Wouldn't that be the perfect enjoyment?
Song Yiran was deeply moved. Since meeting the chairman today, she had remained in a state of shock.
He had overturned too many of her perceptions.
"Chairman, I've actually calculated it. Even after fully implementing all four benefits, the company will still make a profit. And with employee motivation rising, the company's returns will increase even further."
"Your vision and foresight far surpass all of ours. A boss like you is what every worker dreams of."
Luo Feng smiled at that.
He liked Song Yiran's current state. She no longer seemed distant or put on airs. At this moment, her face was full of admiration for him.
"Come over here."
Luo Feng remembered Song Yiran's reaction from two hours ago. He wanted to see what her attitude was now.
"Mm."
Song Yiran's heartbeat began to quicken. She could roughly sense what Luo Feng wanted to do.
Her hips felt faintly hot.
One hand wrapped around her waist.
She pursed her lips but did not avoid him.
Luo Feng's hand moved downward, kneading her hips.
"Chairman, please be gentle with me."
Song Yiran embraced Luo Feng.
An hour later.
Ding!
The host has been detected engaging in an intimate relationship with Song Yiran.
Name: Song Yiran
Age: 33
Rating: 90 points
Song Yiran's rating meets the requirements for a Fixed Intimate Lover. Bind?
[Yes/No] Bind?
Ding!
Binding successful!
Number Seven Fixed Intimate Lover: Song Yiran!
Reward: 1,000,000,000 yuan (maximum reached). Maximum: 1,000,000,000 yuan. Can only be used for consumption by Number Seven Fixed Intimate Lover Song Yiran.
Song Yiran was already thirty-three, yet her rating was still 90 points. That was truly rare.
It was probably closely related to her constitution.
The bedsheets in the lounge had already been soaked through just now—not only in one spot, but across a large area.
Luo Feng was worried that she had lost too much water, so he hurriedly had her drink a large amount of nutrient solution.
In the bathroom.
Song Yiran knelt on the toilet lid, her knees aching badly.
At that moment, Luo Feng's phone began ringing outside.
"Chairman, your phone is ringing."
Song Yiran felt as though she had found a lifeline and hurriedly spoke to Luo Feng.
She truly wanted to rest.
Luo Feng patted her hip and said, "Since it's your first time, I'll let you off today."
Yes, Luo Feng had not expected Song Yiran to still be single after all these years.
By all rights, she should not have been. She was so beautiful, had such a good figure, and her family background had at least been decent before.
"Ten years ago, I had a boyfriend. His family was ordinary, and my father gave him one million to break up with me. After that, my father always wanted me to marry someone of equal status, but I never agreed."
Song Yiran explained it that way.
Then why had she given herself to me so readily now?
"There's something about you that attracts me, Chairman. And I hope you can help the Song Family."
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