Chapter 439: Impossible Now

Chapter 439: Chapter 439: Impossible Now

Christine had defined herself as Yang Chen's classmate from overseas, which was understandable considering Yang Chen had a Harvard diploma he had almost forgotten how to obtain.

Dinner with the family was more challenging with the addition of an international superstar who would occasionally utter "stunning" bold statements. Only Yang Chen knew how difficult this meal truly was.

Helin could hardly conceal her adoration for her idol, yet was too shy to speak up. It was only with Yang Chen's help that she managed to take a few intimate photos with Christine. When Christine jokingly asked if Helin wanted some "insider tips" for the competition she was entering, it unexpectedly agitated the innocent girl, who was too embarrassed to retort to her idol, amusing the family with her adorable reaction.

By 9 p.m., Lin Ruoxi had not returned home yet, but it was time for Christine to leave, as her team had already arrived for the summer and would begin the promotional campaign for "Star of Yulei" the next day.

Yang Chen accompanied Christine to the front of the house, walking along the quiet and tranquil path in the courtyard without speaking at first.

Under the night sky, the sporadic streetlights cast a glow on Christine's creamy, porcelain-like face, enchanting to anyone who saw it. However, Yang Chen was not in the mood to appreciate this rare beauty.

"Who is that Judy?" Yang Chen broke the silence after a while.

Christine appeared puzzled, thinking carefully before replying, "Who is Judy?"

"Don't play dumb with me. That woman had your 'amulet'. Surely not everyone carries a divine amulet, do they?" Yang Chen frowned.

Christine then laughed lightly, "Oh, you mean her. Her real name is actually Yuna, a stubborn yet pretty girl."

"She was killed by me," Yang Chen stated bluntly. "Because she tried to kill me twice, I didn't hold back the second time."

Christine slightly opened her mouth in surprise, showing a hint of resignation but no anger, "You don't need to worry too much. Although she was related to me, it could also be said there was no relation. In my previous life, about 590 years ago, I was a lady of the Anderson family in England. Back then, my husband was the grandfather of Judy, or Yuna, I suppose. You could say Yuna was a descendant of mine. Once, when an organization tried to kidnap me, the Blue Storm sent people to protect me. Knowing her family, I felt a connection. Thinking that a descendant of mine had joined the Blue Storm, I gave her an amulet as a concern of a great-great-great-grandmother."

Christine sighed, "Unfortunately, that kid just wouldn't listen. It seems when it's time for someone to die, nothing can stop it."

Yang Chen's mouth twitched, "Don't just hand out amulets, and with a descendant so many generations apart, don't you find that a bit boring?"

"If it weren't for us few immortals, ah excluding you, whether I give amulets or not makes no difference," Christine said indifferently, though her face betrayed her dejection, "It's really depressing to think that there are so few of us immortals left."

"Don't drink, don't go crazy," Yang Chen said worriedly.

Christine giggled, "Are you that worried I'll cause trouble for you?"

"You've already caused plenty of trouble for me. Now, to my family, I'm practically a beast."

Some well-informed sources, learning from company employees, revealed that the company had failed to secure loans from banks. This additional hardship prompted a frantic sell-off of Yulei's stocks.

However, in the early hours within the country of Yanzhao, Yulei International's counterattack began, stunning all who were ready for a spectacle or believed a major shift was underway, leaving them speechless and their expectations shattered.

Yulei International, seemingly weak and defenseless, fought back with the ferocity of a nouveau riche, engaging in a wild struggle that showcased streams of cash as vast as floodwaters to the public.

Was Yulei really in the business of making clothes, or were they printing money? This question popped into many people's minds.

Meanwhile, at a resort base, Lin Ruoxi silently watched the stock indices climb on a large screen, managing a slight smile after a sleepless night. Members of the Athena team worked tirelessly below her. For them, these were the few days of the year when they truly worked, tackling the toughest challenges without rest or respite.

They did not question where their boss, Lin Ruoxi, had sourced such vast amounts of capital. Their job was simply to keep expanding the resources at hand, further and further!

With the situation largely under control, Lin Ruoxi did not linger; she had more pressing matters to attend to at the company.

Once the financial battle was over, Yulei's funds had not only been preserved but had multiplied several times over. This outcome meant that Lin Ruoxi needed to redraw and adjust many aspects of her future business development plans.

As Lin Ruoxi left the resort, all the staff members looked at her with a mix of awe and fervor, as if an army always has an indomitable spirit, and for the employees of Yulei International, the CEO who consistently brought them victories was their pillar of support.

Lin Ruoxi didn't feel anything special herself. "Grandma, I finally did not let you down. I kept Yulei from falling, although it mostly depended on that man. But that must have been your blessing from heaven, right?" Her reflections and memories were what preoccupied Lin Ruoxi the most.

Also closely watching this smokeless war was Ning Guodong, who sat in a high-end single-floor apartment in Zhonghai, sipping red wine in his pajamas.

As Ning Guodong watched the display screen show Yulei slowly turning the tide, seizing the initiative and then crushing its opponents with the ferocity of a tiger pouncing down the mountain, his hand clenched the wine glass, trembling uncontrollably.

Gradually, Ning Guodong turned his head to look at a tightly sealed document bag beside him.

At that moment, an assistant dressed in a suit hurried into the hall, approached quickly, and bending slightly, said, "Director, it's no longer possible to get in touch with Maogong as you requested."

"Hmm?" Ning Guodong frowned.

"Maogong, he—" the assistant said hesitantly, "we just received news that Maogong was executed on the spot by a government official yesterday morning for committing certain crimes. That official is currently under investigation. The allegations linking Maogong to financial crimes in collaboration with business associations in Singapore and Malaysia are likely confirmed."

Ning Guodong narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to dismiss the assistant.

Looking again at the document bag, Ning Guodong scoffed coldly, "Maogong, Maogong, no wonder you handed such useful things over to someone you barely knew; it seems you were still one step ahead."

He reached for the document bag, weighing it in his hand, sneering with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and muttered to himself, "So what if I was used by you, I can't wait any longer anyway."