Liu Cheng and the others were not the only ones deeply shocked. Even the Ji father and daughter could not help looking at Han Enci in astonishment.
Only Lin Fei remained as calm as still water, as though he had expected this all along.
Han Enci looked around, gritted his teeth, and steeled himself to make a decision.
He bent at the waist and bowed. "To all the shareholders here who are on good terms with my father, I, Enci, sincerely ask you to leave the conference room with me!"
In the conference room, one wave had barely subsided before another rose. It seemed something even more shocking always lay in the next moment.
"Enci, do you know what you're saying?" a middle-aged shareholder seated at the conference table asked gravely.
Han Enci kept cursing inwardly, but bowed even lower. "Please trust the Han Family, and trust the Ji Family and Mr. Lin too! The Ji and Han families have worked together for years. We've never disappointed you, have we?"
The middle-aged shareholder pondered briefly before finally sighing and rising to his feet. "Very well. I'll join your Han Family in one more high-stakes gamble!"
Some of those who had fought their way to a seat at this table possessed courage ordinary people could scarcely imagine.
Han Enci was overjoyed. "Thank you, Uncle Chen."
With him taking the lead, several other shareholders rose one after another.
"Mr. Lin, we'll take our leave." Han Enci bowed politely to Lin Fei, then left with the shareholders.
Everyone watched in shock, wondering just what sort of background this Lin Fei had.
The number of people in the conference room soon dropped by a third, but most remained seated, watching coldly.
Liu Cheng was even more brazen. "See that, everyone? There are quite a few idiots around. To think so many actually walked out. I guarantee it won't be long before their guts turn green with regret!"
"Once Young Master Song takes control of the Ji Group, we'll be the ones entrusted with important positions and promoted. As for that bunch who left the conference room, I doubt more than a handful will even get a sip of the soup. Heh, going against the Song Family. What utter stupidity."
As Liu Cheng delivered his verdict, quite a few people voiced their agreement.
Looking at the roomful of "rebels," Ji Yaoguang felt her heart turn cold. How could there be so many?
Recalling Song Hao's words about being deserted by everyone, Ji Yaoguang felt another surge of despair and could not help letting out a bitter laugh.
Yet faced with this situation, Lin Fei merely frowned and snapped, "Shut up. You're too loud."
"There's no need for you to keep making noise here," he said coldly. "You're all fired. Get your asses to the finance center, collect your money, and leave."
Ji Chongwei was dumbfounded.
Ji Yaoguang's delicate, pretty face was filled with astonishment.
After a brief, eerie silence, the room erupted in curses.
"You dumbass! Give you a little dye and you think you can open a dyehouse?"
"You want to fire two-thirds of the group's management and still keep it running? Keep dreaming your grand dreams!"
"Heh, a mere bodyguard dares to spout such wild boasts. What a joke."
"Ji Chongwei really has gone senile, sending a bodyguard out to take the blame. Fire two-thirds of management, and the Ji Group will crumble into dust without the Song Family even having to pressure it!"
Relying on their strength in numbers, these people had nothing to fear.
The finance center manager, who was also seated there, looked utterly grim. "Lin Fei, was it? I don't know what you're thinking, but you must be dreaming. Never mind whether the company can keep functioning after firing so many executives. Let me ask you the most important question: can the Ji Group afford this?"
"Severance is calculated by length of service, with one month's income payable for every full year worked. On top of that, there's compensation for the noncompete agreements. Do you know how much it would cost to pay everyone here?"
"That sum might not be much for the Ji Group under normal circumstances, but the Ji Family is about to purchase a large quantity of new chips at high prices. Spending this money would be like piling frost onto snow, or even digging your own grave!"
Everyone present smiled knowingly and looked at Lin Fei with mockery written across their faces.
They believed they had the Ji Group firmly in their grip. Ji Chongwei would never approve of what this bodyguard had said.
"Chairman Ji, I believe certain idiots ought to get out, don't you?" Liu Cheng asked with a strange laugh, and quite a few people chimed in.
Yet Ji Chongwei merely gave these ungrateful wolves a cold glance before chuckling. "Yes."
Seeing him agree, Liu Cheng's smile grew even brighter.
But unexpectedly, Ji Chongwei's expression turned cold in an instant, and he said firmly, "But you're the ones who need to get out!"
Everyone was stunned, then curses rang out without end. The barrage of foul language left Ji Yaoguang's pretty face icy as she clenched her teeth.
"Fine. You want us out? Pay up!" Liu Cheng was utterly brazen, showing no fear as he confronted him head-on.
He could pocket a hefty sum here, then still rise to wealth and glory once the Song Family took control of the Ji Family. Wasn't that killing two birds with one stone?
"Pay up!"
"Pay up!"
Faced with tangible profits, everyone tore off their last disguise.
"The finance center will calculate the accounts immediately. If there's even the slightest error, you'll compensate for the difference." Lin Fei could not even be bothered to blink.
The finance manager froze, then sneered. "Surely mobilizing such a large sum isn't something Ji Chongwei alone can decide?"
Lin Fei merely glanced at him and said with amusement, "When did I ever say I was going to use the group's funds?"
The finance manager frowned. "What do you mean? Without using the group's funds, how could you possibly pay so much money?"
Faced with his questioning, Lin Fei simply took out a black-and-gold credit card and tossed it onto the table with a smack.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Lin Fei said casually, "There's only about three billion in it, but I imagine that's more than enough to send a bunch of beggars on their way."
Yes, the word Lin Fei used was "only."
Ma Kaixuan, the richest man in Huaxia, had a net worth of over two hundred billion. Though Yao Zhicheng lagged far behind him, his net worth on the rich list was still around one hundred billion.
For the black card under his name, three billion really was a small sum.
Everyone present was stunned by his words and actions.
Never in their dreams had they imagined that someone they saw as a bodyguard would be so rich.
He could casually produce three billion. This was a fucking bodyguard?!
Liu Cheng's eyelid twitched. Could that black-and-gold credit card belong to Qing Fen? Has that old fellow been hoodwinked so badly that he even handed over his black card?
"I don't want to repeat myself."
Lin Fei's voice turned cold. "Get out. Meeting adjourned!"
The temperature in the conference room instantly dropped several degrees, and someone even shivered on the spot.
The Ji Group was compensating dismissed employees in accordance with contract law. Though Liu Cheng and the others were dissatisfied, there was nothing they could do.
The conference room gradually emptied, leaving only the Ji father and daughter and Lin Fei.
Looking toward the conference room doorway, Lin Fei said softly with the ghost of a smile:
"At the sight of petty profit, they forget their lives; when great deeds await, they cling to their own hides."