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Chapter 522 - 462 is not as good

Chapter 522: 462 is not as good

The Hunt for Paris.

Four simple words, yet they brimmed with a suffocatingly domineering air.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Pei Yunxi was dazed.

Jiang Chen picked up his glass, his expression calm, and took a sip of water.

Joe Bankton paused for a moment, then sat up straight involuntarily, with a posture that was highly aggressive from a psychological standpoint, and looked at the young man from the East who had made the bold claim, curling his lip.

"Mr. Jiang has quite the audacity, aren’t you afraid that the wind might be too strong, and you’ll twist your tongue?"

Jiang Chen gave a faint smile.

"I consider Mr. Bankton a friend, that’s why I speak frankly. To be honest, I invited Mr. Bankton here to ask him to join this plan."

Joe Bankton sneered.

He was of course a clever man.

How could he not know that this so-called "Hunt for Paris" plan was targeting?

"You mean, you want me to help you fight against my own company?"

"My own company?"

Jiang Chen’s smile was placid, "The business philosophy of K.E and Mr. Bankton’s ideas are clearly at odds. To say that it’s your company, I really can’t agree."

A classic strategy of sowing discord.

Yet it was still effective.

"It seems Mr. Jiang did his homework before coming to find me."

Joe Bankton’s face turned somewhat ugly.

"There’s an old saying in the East, never fight an unprepared battle. Your maternal grandfather was Chinese, Mr. Bankton, so you must have heard this saying before."

Joe Bankton stared at him tight.

"Well then, let’s talk openly, what exactly do you want from me?"

"It’s simple. I need Mr. Bankton to sell all the K.E shares he holds."

Jiang Chen said with ease.

"Impossible!"

Joe Bankton flatly refused,

Jiang Chen’s expression was unaltered.

"Does Mr. Bankton really want to see these shares stay here and turn into a pile of trash paper?"

"Young man, don’t be too arrogant. I don’t know where you come from, but to make K.E’s shares worthless, I fear there’s no one in the world who can..."

Before Joe Bankton could finish speaking, he saw Jiang Chen take out a cell phone, place it on the table, and slowly push it over.

"Take a look first."

Joe Bankton stopped mid-sentence, looked down, and after a while, his expression turned rigid, his eyes shaking violently as if lashed by wind and rain.

"Impossible!"

He said incredulously.

"Mr. Bankton, I’ve already said that we don’t fight battles unprepared. I came to find you simply because you have always maintained a friendly attitude towards the East, and we also consider you as a friend. As you can see, before coming to Paris, I had already acquired a significant number of shares in your company."

Pei Yunxi, an onlooker, did not interject.

If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that an executive of a global luxury brand could be completely dominated in terms of aura by a young man who had only recently graduated.

Or more accurately, it was hard for the stunned her to even imagine that this man was a fresh graduate.

"Aren’t you afraid I might tip them off?"

Joe Bankton looked up.

As inconceivable as it was, the evidence lay before him, leaving him no choice but to believe.

Stocks scattered among a vast number of shareholders were irrelevant.

But if they were hoarded by a small group with ulterior motives, it could be catastrophic for a company.

In fact, the eerie growth of the stock price had long attracted Joe Bankton’s attention, but he truly hadn’t considered that someone was indeed stirring up trouble.

You can’t blame the management for not being vigilant enough.

It’s just that the strength of K.E had given them enough confidence.

Indeed.

Under normal circumstances, indeed, no one would bother taking aim at a company worth hundreds of billions, but unfortunately, they were dealing with someone who was far from normal.

"Mr. Bankton. Since I dare to come find you, and share this with you, naturally I’m not worried about you leaking it, that is your prerogative."

Jiang Chen smiled, "But before you report to your company, I want to make it clear that whether you report it or not, it will not have any effect on the outcome. The difference only lies with you personally, Mr. Bankton."

Jiang Chen continued unhurriedly, "Mr. Bankton, you now have two choices. One is to sell the shares you hold, take the wealth that belongs to you and embrace a better life. The other is to use all your fortune to uphold a loyalty that perhaps no one will care about."

Joe Bankton’s face flickered.

He wanted to shout out loud, but his chest felt as though it was being pressed by a heavy stone, and he couldn’t utter a word.

"Of course. Speaking as a friend, I still hope Mr. Bankton will consider carefully, whether a company that is arrogant, conceited, full of narrowness and prejudice is worth your sacrifice."

"Mr. Jiang, aren’t you a bit too confident?"

Joe Bankton didn’t slam the table and rise, his voice hoarse and deep, "I admit, the shares you hold are indeed astonishing, but it seems they’re still not enough to control the fate of K.E, otherwise, you wouldn’t have come looking for me, right?"

Jiang Chen grinned.

"Dealing with someone like Mr. Bankton is indeed a pleasure. That’s right, the shares I currently hold are indeed not enough to control the fate of your company, which is why I would like to invite Mr. Bankton to join."

"What if I refuse?"

Joe Bankton’s eyes glinted sharply.

His ego was certainly not content with being dominated by someone much younger than him.

"If Mr. Bankton refuses, then I’ll have no choice but to seek others. I don’t believe that all of the other shareholders of your company are as resolute as Mr. Bankton, willing to go down with K.E."

Jiang Chen’s words undeniably hit Joe Bankton’s weak spot.

He indeed could "stand firm," but that doesn’t mean others could,

Once the other party continues to increase their shares, it’s only a matter of willingness for them to turn K.E’s stocks into junk—no longer mere bluff!

And by then, while others walk away with money, he’d be left with nothing.

People always feel less distressed by scarcity than by inequity.

Selfishness is the nature of humanity.

Joe Bankton fell silent, involuntarily glancing towards the distracted Pei Yunxi.

Obviously.

All of this was triggered because of this Eastern female star.

Takagi Gentarou and his people probably never imagined that behind a female celebrity, there was such a powerful background.

Joe Bankton averted his gaze.

"... My shares, based on the current market value, are worth about 800 million euros. How can I be sure the market can fully absorb them without my interests being harmed?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen was not surprised at all.

Westerners, especially businessmen, are mostly refined egoists, let alone Joe Bankton, who is not genuinely committed to K.E Group, simply bound by interests.

Bound by interest, they will naturally part ways because of it.

It’s better the fellow Daoist dies than the poor Daoist.

Joe Bankton may have never heard this saying, but he surely understands its principle.

Right now, K.E is like a building catching fire, and they are the people inside it.

If they unite to extinguish the fire, they might save the building, but the issue is, none of the people inside can guarantee that choosing to fight the fire means the others won’t choose to escape. And once they decide to stay, if the building collapses, they too will perish with it.

Why do many enterprises, seemingly not that fragile, often fall apart at the first sign of a setback?

This is the reason.

It’s not about losing to an external enemy, but to the fickleness of those within.

So, once this happens, the only choice for everyone inside is to save themselves, scattering in all directions.

"There’s absolutely no need to worry about this issue. As long as Mr. Bankton is willing to sell, there will definitely be buyers,"

Joe Bankton wasn’t so foolish. If he let go of his shares, collaborating with the other party to shock the market, causing a stock price crash and no repurchases, his stocks would also become worthless.

"Mr. Jiang, there’s no evidence in your claim."

Jiang Chen noticed the doubt and dissatisfaction in the other’s eyes, and upon a moment’s thought, he understood his concerns.

"Mr. Bankton, in coming to see you, I bring not only full sincerity but also the buyer."

"The buyer?"

"She is the one."

Following Jiang Chen’s gaze, not just Joe Bankton, but also Pei Yunxi was completely dumbstruck.

This guy.

Could he be looking at her?

Has he lost his mind?

If she hadn’t misheard just now.

This K.E executive said his shares were valued at 800 million euros!

Where would she get that much money?

Pei Yunxi really wanted to say she wasn’t the one, but since Jiang Chen already made the declaration, how could she speak now? Her flustered and speechless demeanor seemed somewhat cute without reason.

Joe Bankton quickly recovered.

Speaking of which, he is also quite a debonair man. He’s never been married, but already has five or six children, each with different women.

He considers himself quite generous with women, but at this moment, he felt truly enlightened.

"If that’s the case, I am willing to sell my shares."

Jiang Chen smiled as expected, "Thank you."

"No need, we’re just exchanging what we need. I do have one thing I’m puzzled about,"

"Please, Mr. Bankton, speak your mind."

"Since Mr. Jiang’s intent is to short K.E, then acquiring my shares now, isn’t it..."

Borrowing stocks from brokers, when stock prices fall, one can buy back at the bottom. But acquiring high-priced stocks, once the price plummets, that’s a substantial financial loss.

Isn’t this like injuring the enemy by a thousand and oneself by eight hundred?

He truly couldn’t figure out what was going on in this Eastern man’s mind.

Of course, Jiang Chen was aware that it was impossible to explain this point, as he couldn’t just say that even if there’s a loss, it’s not his money. So he simply chose to craft his image as someone who would rage for his beloved, which would also add to his sense of mystery.

"Mr. Bankton, there are things in the world more important than money, don’t you agree?"

"A beacon fire plays over the lords."

Joe Bankton suddenly said.

"What?"

Jiang Chen looked puzzled.

"It’s a story my grandmother told me when I was young."

Jiang Chen chuckled without a word.

He looked at Pei Yunxi next to him, absent-minded.

"I am no King You of Zhou, and Bao Si doesn’t compare to her."