Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 191: The Taste of Being Slapped in the Face

Chapter 191: Chapter 191: The Taste of Being Slapped in the Face

Cheng Qiaobei worked in the hotel industry, so having some industry contacts was normal. Chen Ningxi didn’t think much of it.

He put down the document bag, pulled her in front of him, habitually wrapped his arms around her waist, looked at her tenderly, and said, "Honey, because of the public opinion issue, the company’s stock price has plummeted, and the market value has shrunk. Old Cheng asked me to solve this problem.

If we can make up for the losses, both of us can relax for the rest of our lives. Don’t you want to see the beautiful landscapes of our country? I’ll take you on a road trip in a motorhome. Wherever you like, we’ll stay longer. If you want to see other scenery, we’ll just set off. What do you think?"

Chen Ningxi had bought stocks before, though she wasn’t a professional investor, she understood a little bit.

"How much has it shrunk?" she asked.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "7.5 billion Hong Kong dollars."

Chen Ningxi’s expression instantly became serious, "How much?"

Cheng Qiaobei grasped her shoulders, "Actually, in listed companies, this isn’t considered a lot. Some companies can lose hundreds of billions overnight."

The amount was too enormous, in an ordinary person’s mind it’s just a number, but Chen Ningxi was different. She had a concept of 7.5 billion Hong Kong dollars. The investment in the Donggou wind power project was approved for 450 million, and 7.5 billion Hong Kong dollars converted to Renminbi is about 6.9 billion, enough to build at least 15 wind power projects.

Chen Ningxi couldn’t even imagine the work intensity and pressure Cheng Qiaobei would face next. Would he be worn out?

To Chen Ningxi, this was no longer a task a single person could bear; it was a massive mountain capable of crushing Cheng Qiaobei.

"That’s too much money; it’s too hard on you." Chen Ningxi didn’t want to pressure Cheng Qiaobei, but the facts were there, and she was concerned he would be overloaded.

"I knew you’d be worried about me." Cheng Qiaobei hugged her, rubbing his chin gently against the top of her head, "Honey, a difficult road proves it’s uphill, looks like I’m about to have a change of luck."

"If that’s how you’re going to change your luck, I’d rather give you all my luck. At least, at least your path could be smoother."

"Foolish, if you give me your luck, what will you do?" he stroked her back gently, "Everyone has their fate, riches are destined. As Mencius said, if Heaven is to bestow a great mission on a person, they must first suffer their mind, toil their body, and starve their body and skin..."

"Stop," Chen Ningxi interrupted him, "If suffering, let others suffer; if starving, let others starve. Why you, why is it always you?"

Seeing the atmosphere too heavy, Cheng Qiaobei teased her to make her happy, "Yeah, I don’t get it either, this Old Cheng. Why? Why? How old are you? Why is it always you?"

"Pfft..." Chen Ningxi was amused, her small fist gently hit his chest, "At this time, you still have the mood to joke."

He clasped her hand to his heart, "Don’t you believe in me? Or do you think I can’t do it?"

Chen Ningxi shook her head.

Cheng Qiaobei smiled, "Oh, you don’t believe in me."

"No, don’t misunderstand me," Chen Ningxi turned her face away, "I’m really afraid you’ll be too tired, the other day I saw on the news someone in IT worked overtime continuously, and then in the middle of the night just..."

"Hahaha..." Cheng Qiaobei laughed, "You’re afraid I’ll kick the bucket?"

"What are you talking about?" Chen Ningxi was nervous, "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! It’s unlucky."

Cheng Qiaobei calmed down to soothe her, "Honey, if a company wants to develop further, some have to shoulder the flag, some bear the mountain, and some must hold the fort at the back and support. As they say, a thousand-mile march must have a battle. If others can go, why can’t it be me? Or, perhaps, I’m the only one Old Cheng can rely on in the company now? The company needs me, so I must stand up. It’s not just about my interests, but also about the tens of thousands of employees under Jade Jiali. Behind every one of them is a family relying on this for a living. If the current situation isn’t resolved, before long, chain hotels will start closing, and at that time, the unemployed will find life very difficult. To us, life might just be daily living, but to some who rely on labor to earn their family’s livelihood, it’s survival."

He smiled, the softness in his eyes clear, "It will be alright, there’s no problem that can’t be solved, just like the sky will brighten, whether the sun is out, the sky will brighten."

Things that should come will come; those that should go will go, and how to go about it depends on people to solve it.

Chen Ningxi hugged him tightly; since things couldn’t be changed, she would fully support him.

She said confidently, "I wish you success! You can definitely do it!"

"Yeah. I also believe, definitely can do it."

Only when you’re powerless will you say to go with the flow.

When you have confidence in your heart, you’ll say—I can definitely do it!

...

The next day.

The stock price continued to fall, and Jade Jiali’s public relations crisis was imminent.

Cheng Xiangheng convened the board again; everyone knew clearly today, they were going to demand an explanation. It wouldn’t be like last time, where they left Cheng Xiangheng with ambiguous leeway.

Xu Yunheng was the first to arrive. When he saw Zhao Youfeng, he was so ingratiating that he was about to polish the old director’s shoes for him. From the door to the chair, he supported him, showing care, pouring tea, and making Secretary Deng frown deeply at the side.

Since the incident with the USB drive tampering, Deng Yan had become more cautious. Regardless of the size of the meeting, he arrived early to check the related materials, even reviewing the meeting content distributed to the directors personally before he could be at ease.

Shao Zhenxuan and Guan Yueshan entered the meeting room one after the other, seeing that the person at the main seat hadn’t arrived yet, Shao Zhenxuan glanced at his watch and said sarcastically,

"With little power comes little respect, showing us no regard by not coming on time."

"Ahem..." Guan Yueshan glanced at the corner where Deng Yan was adjusting equipment, lightly coughing to give Shao Zhenxuan a reminder, "There’re still five minutes left, don’t rush."

Shao Zhenxuan eyed Deng Yan up and down, his voice not loud, but clear enough.

"A trivial matter, yet he has the nerve to report?"

When finished, he deliberately swaggered past Deng Yan, "Secretary Deng, so responsible."

Deng Yan nodded without arrogance or servility, "Hello, Chairman Shao."

Shao Zhenxuan looked at him disdainfully, "Mr. Cheng hired you, such a bargain, doing the work of several people for one pay, indeed graduates of second-tier schools deliver good quality at a cheap price. What do you say, Chairman Guan? Hahaha..."

Guan Yueshan smiled, said nothing, but the silence at that moment was a tacit approval of Shao Zhenxuan’s words, ruthlessly trampling Deng Yan’s dignity.

His face turned slightly pale, but he maintained a polite attitude, holding out a hand inviting gesture, "Chairman Shao, Chairman Guan, please have a seat."

"Damn it, do I need you to tell me where to sit?" Shao Zhenxuan cursed, "Don’t think you’ll have good days with Mr. Cheng covering you."

The reason Shao Zhenxuan was so resentful toward Deng Yan was because Shao’s son, Shao Tianyi, violated company policy during his tenure and was reported by Deng Yan to Cheng Xiangheng, which resulted in Shao Tianyi’s termination.

The father was a director, and the son was fired, equivalent to slapping Shao Zhenxuan’s face.

So with the stock price crash incident, he seized the opportunity to let Cheng Xiangheng taste some face-slapping himself.