Accompanied by a series of crisp keyboard taps.
Xu Bingning's slender, fair fingers flew swiftly across the touchpad.
Soon, a densely packed financial crisis report, filled with glaring red deficit warnings, appeared clearly on the high-resolution computer screen.
Looking at those shocking figures revealing the financial holes.
Xu Bingning's hand on the mouse stiffened slightly, and she leaned blankly against the back of her leather swivel chair.
Her gaze gradually lost focus.
Uncontrollably, her mind recalled what Jiang Che had said to her in the first-floor hall two hours ago:
"If I can directly come up with one billion in cash and fill every financial hole in the Xu family..."
"Miss Xu, how would you repay This Young Master?"
Those words were like a curse, echoing repeatedly in Xu Bingning's mind, impossible to shake off.
Xu Bingning lightly bit her lower lip, her long, thick eyelashes trembling faintly.
Once again, her heart fell into an intense struggle between ice and fire.
Both her rationality and the moral bottom line she had upheld for twenty-seven years were frantically warning her.
She absolutely could not bow to capital so easily, nor could she casually agree to Jiang Che's excessive demand, which implied a transaction of power and sex.
She, Xu Bingning, was definitely not a woman whose price could be openly set with money!
But...
That financial report, like a death warrant, was right there before her eyes.
The Xu Group's very survival had reached a desperate, critical point!
This cruel reality simply left her no room to evade or ignore it!
At their current rate of financial burn, if the Xu Group failed to find a massive influx of cash within the next three days.
To forcibly keep itself alive and cover its losses.
Then this commercial empire, which carried countless