Mr. Huang: "I don't see it that way. After all, the ngdu Group has dominated the biodical field on Source Star for..."
Here it cos, a new blunt prediction.
It's said that with the guidance of the Immortal Huang, ngdu's soul is shattered on the spot.
Ren Zhong rebutted with a smile, "So... in nearly a century, has the ngdu Group, with such imnse resources, achieved any significant scientific advancents? No! Has their market value grown significantly?"
"Neither. According to Source Star Financial News, the market value growth of ngdu Group over the past century has not even kept pace with the GDP growth of the entire Source Star. So what have they been doing? Both the Legion Beast project and the ongoing brain implantation project are just wasting money."
"I don't see any real value in these projects. The decision-makers need so excuses to convert monopolistic excess profits into personal assets for so parasites."
"It's already decaying. In the ga 'Wilderness Era,' I learned an idiom—'a centipede dies but never falls down completely.'
Ren Zhong's words caused an uproar in the audience.
He had spoken very harshly.
The host imdiately checked the ti, then awkwardly smiled at the virtual cara, "Sorry everyone, the thirty-minute interview is up. Now, please watch the XXX program. See you next ti."
With a snap, the signal was cut off.
Cutting off the live signal was rely an action of this major self-dia, but it was useless.
Although ngdu Group's high-level executives were furious, the "Net" did not block the information.
This interview, which lasted only twenty-two minutes after being trimd at both ends, went viral, completely viral.
Ren Zhong knew by looking at the rapidly increasing real-ti dividend amount in his personal account.
He checked the stock market interface.
Whoa.
Before the interview even ended, especially after Immortal Huang expressed his long-term optimism, a lot of short positions had already appeared in ngdu Group's stock interface, and the list of sell orders began to accelerate gradually.
In the few minutes while Ren Zhong was watching the market, a large number of short positions suddenly erged.
Ren Zhong did so quick calculations; without a doubt, the Promotion Association had also joined in.
From then on, even though the Legion Beast experint had not concluded, ngdu Group's stock price began to visibly decline.
Ren Zhong's strike was a severe blow to the main artery of the ngdu Group.
Perhaps, the leadership of this colossal entity never dreamt that a small experint randomly perford to deal with a re town that had just regained its footing was like stepping into a hornet's nest.
Just as Ren Zhong had thought a long ti ago, as long as there is a lever strong enough, a single finger can lift the Earth; as long as the timing and thod are right, even ants can shake the tree.
Where there is profit, there is loss. The explosion of the interview video suppressed the popularity of his personal combat recordings, which were uploaded imdiately afterward, resulting in only eight hundred thousand paid views within the first hour for the video with an exceedingly long title.
But Ren Zhong was not in a hurry, as both viral clips were related to him, and the traffic between them would convert, forming a complentary effect.
Long-term returns would not be affected but would only increase.
At eight o'clock at night, he hopped off the fitness equipnt, sweating profusely, and walked towards the living room.
Ju Qingng, who was studying docunts at the table, looked up in confusion, "What's up?"
Ren Zhong usually engaged in intensive training from seven-thirty to eight-thirty, so sothing was up since he only trained for half an hour.
Ren Zhong smiled, "A guest will arrive soon, I need to make so tea."
Ju Qingng nodded, "You go take a shower first. I'll make the tea."
"Alright."
By the ti Ren Zhong finished his shower and ca out, two cups of steaming aromatic tea were already placed on the coffee table in the living room.
Ju Qingng had already gone upstairs.
Although Ren Zhong said nothing, she had developed a habit of avoiding such situations on her own.
She knew Ren Zhong was a Fifth Level Citizen, and she, though being his woman, was only a Third Level Citizen.
According to Source Star's laws, she was not allowed to hear information beyond her Citizen Level.
Watching the stairs, lost in thought, Ren Zhong understood her thoughts.
Now, he no longer experienced particularly intense emotional fluctuations easily.
But at this mont, ripples stirred in his heart once again.
Sooner or later, the "Net" must be disconnected; a family should only speak in one language. What kind of life is it otherwise?
The doorbell rang.
Ren Zhong got up and walked towards the entrance.
He needed to receive the visitor with respect.
Standing outside the door was a sturdy middle-aged man in a gray-black jacket.
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