Admitting fault to Cen Yeming isn’t shaful!
Xiang Baiyang and the rest are considered top-tier second-generation, each one following Cen Yeming’s words to the letter. Within that team, Cen Yeming isn’t the oldest, but he undeniably commands the most respect.
Honestly admit your fault to Cen Yeming, and maybe the two sides can even beco friends. This is a chance that many dream of but never get, yet Li Yang wasted it just like that.
...
Inside the private room, since the dishes were served, Li Yang and Cen Yeming hadn’t exchanged much conversation.
Li Yang tasted the dishes; the flavor was genuinely good, and the environnt suitable for small team gatherings in the future.
As the dishes on the table were almost finished, Cen Yeming finally spoke: "Li Yang, we won’t be taking back that fund. We’ll handle things by the book. Either double it within six months or wait until after six months."
Li Yang nodded: "Alright, but if there’s a loss, don’t bla . Investnt activities co with their own risks and rewards."
Cen Yeming placed both hands on the table and said coldly, "If there’s a loss, we’ll compensate with sothing else!"
This was his first ti directly confronting Li Yang, because he found Li Yang’s patience excessively long, exhausting his own patience.
Li Yang had the audacity to say he’d lose money for him? He wasn’t satisfied with the profits now; if he dared to lose more, he’d put an end to this guy.
Those forty billion, he didn’t know how much risk he had taken or the price he had paid.
Profit of thirty percent is barely enough to break even; currently, based on liquidation data, he’d only gained about a dozen percent.
Was he going to all this trouble just to make that little money?
When divided among the few of them, each might not even get one billion.
Li Yang asked, "What will you compensate with?"
"With whatever’s available! Do you think your money is truly yours?"
Cen Yeming knew Li Yang’s account had tens of billions left. If he truly pushed him, Li Yang’s damn status ant nothing to him.
Hearing this, Li Yang laughed: "My money isn’t mine; could it be soone else’s? Looks like I need to post a statent online declaring I won’t commit suicide, lest I die in confusion one day. Alas, who would’ve thought in this civilized society, there’s still robbery?"
Cen Yeming remained unmoved, Li Yang’s little tricks posed no threat to him.
He calmly spoke: "Li Yang, you don’t need to be like this; I believe you have the ability to fulfill the promise. As long as you fulfill the promise, this matter is over, and if there’s an opportunity afterward, we can still be partners."
"Heh, how many tis do I have to say it? Our analysts believe the current market risk is very high, far exceeding the potential profits. Damn, we’re doing this for your own good, can’t understand human speech?"
Cen Yeming sneered: "Even in a bear market, you still have to make money."
"Screw you!"
Li Yang stood up directly, kicking the chair away.
Cen Yeming was stunned on the spot, his eyes icy.
Li Yang pointed at his nose and said, "How the hell are you stupid enough to think that just because you have a bit of power, you can do whatever you want? Still must make money, if you dare not take away the money, see if I won’t lose it all for you in half a month! Idiot, nice words have been said, and you’re still showing off in front of ?"
The sound of the chair falling to the ground startled Liu Ruyi outside.
She imdiately sent Xiangnu a ssage.
"Wait a mont and take Li Yang away; he flipped the table, literally."
After sending it, she imdiately opened the door and walked in.
User Comments
0 comments from readers