I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 526: using one enemy to ward off another

Chapter 526: using one enemy to ward off another

Takagi Gentarou had been very busy these past few days.

Not only was he busy spending money to stabilize the market and reassure the major shareholders, but he was also using his connections to try to strike back.

It is not polite to not reciprocate.

He reached out to familiar politicians and members of parliament, suggesting a ban on Skyspace within the territory of France.

Of course.

It was somewhat wishful thinking.

Even though the K.E. Group was a major taxpayer and one of the iconic luxury enterprises of France, it was not powerful enough to do whatever it wanted.

On what grounds could it ban them?

Takagi Gentarou actually knew it was unlikely, and he was merely venting his anger.

Even if a ban was impossible, causing some trouble for the other party was still good.

"Stupid politicians! They actually ceded such an important media market to foreigners, they’ll regret it one day!"

Takagi Gentarou angrily slammed down the phone.

"Do not mistake the enemy. Liu Yiming and the like are probably just stirring up trouble. The real mastermind is someone else," said the old man sitting across the desk with a stern face.

He was about fifty, of short stature, with a conspicuous mustache under his nose.

"Uncle, did you find out who the mastermind is?" Takagi Gentarou immediately asked.

Takagi Jiro shook his head.

Takagi Gentarou frowned, "All these stocks were released by brokers from Wall Street. Don’t they know who took the stocks?"

"They certainly do, but they refuse to disclose it."

"These damned Americans!" Takagi Gentarou cursed.

Although Dongying has always been subordinate to Meilijian, it does not mean that every Dongying person likes Meilijian.

After all, there is a deep-seated hatred between the two countries.

But the country of Dongying understands the principle of bending or stretching; when they are weaker than the opponent, they have no psychological burden in acknowledging the thief as father. However, once they find an opportunity, they will bite back without any hesitation.

After a curse, Takagi Gentarou calmed down a little.

"Such a large amount of stocks couldn’t have come from just one broker. Could each broker really keep such tight lips?"

"I only found out that it seems to be a secretive Chinese organization."

"A secretive Chinese organization?" Takagi Gentarou frowned.

"Gentarou, this might be a tough battle; we need to be mentally prepared," said his uncle, looking at him.

Takagi Gentarou, looking at his uncle, was somewhat unconvinced.

"Hasn’t it already ended? In a while, the stock price will naturally rise."

Takagi Jiro scoffed.

"You are oversimplifying things. Enlisting major Wall Street brokers and uniting with Shenzhou entrepreneurs like Liu Yiming—do you think the matter will just end peacefully?"

"Uncle, are you overthinking it?" Takagi Gentarou was skeptical.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Before he had finished speaking, there was a rapid knocking at the door.

"Come in!"

The office door was pushed open.

The secretary hurried in, and her panicked expression brought with her an ominous air.

Takagi Gentarou instinctively felt something was wrong.

"What happened?!"

The secretary bowed her head.

"A short while ago, Director Joe Bankton made a declaration on social media, liquidating all his shares and resigning from all his positions in the company."

It was like a bolt from the blue.

"Snap!"

After a brief moment of shock, Takagi Gentarou stood up furiously, slamming his hand on the table.

"What did you say?!"

The secretary kept her head down, too afraid to speak another word.

Takagi Gentarou’s eyes were fierce, and he couldn’t help but burst out in his mother tongue as his emotions surged uncontrollably.

"Baka!"

The secretary trembled with fear.

Takagi Jiro’s face also suddenly darkened.

It should have been expected; he had guessed that things were not so simple.

And indeed it was so.

Under normal circumstances, this would not be a big deal, but what timing was this? The stock price had just recently stabilized with uncertainty remaining; what message would it send internally and externally if a major shareholder cashed out now?

The look on Takagi Jiro’s face changed unpredictably, and he even harbored thoughts of killing Joe Bankton.

However, after all, he was the elder and managed to stay calmer than his nephew, Takagi Gentarou.

"You may leave," he said to the secretary.

The secretary quickly left the office.

"Who let him do this? How dare he do this?!" Takagi Gentarou’s glare spread across his face, and he suddenly took out his cellphone to call Joe Bankton.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

After several rings, the call was ruthlessly disconnected.

Takagi Gentarou’s eyes were bloodshot, and with fist clenched, he once again couldn’t resist smashing the table.

"Traitor! This damned traitor!"

"Enough!"

Takagi Jiro couldn’t help but exclaim.

"We’re at this point, what’s the use of getting angry? Can raging change reality? Sit down!"

Although short in stature, the sudden outburst of aura from the elder was quite intimidating.

Resentful and reluctant, Takagi Gentarou sat down again, "I knew he couldn’t be relied upon, I should have found a way to get rid of him long ago!"

Talking about that now was meaningless.

Takagi Jiro’s face was dark as he quickly pondered the cascade of consequences to follow.

"If it were just him alone, the problem wouldn’t be so severe. The real fear is the other shareholders being influenced. You must issue a statement immediately to stabilize the troops, and moreover, the shares he holds aren’t a small amount. In such times, who dares to boldly swallow up so much of our stock? To whom did he sell the shares? We must find out immediately!"

The elder was quick to react, but the chain reaction was faster than he imagined, much faster.

"Knock knock knock..."

The office door sounded again.

"What now?"

Takagi Gentarou asked angrily.

With a steel face, the secretary stammered, "The stock price has started another round of decline, it has now fallen to 120 euros."

Takagi Gentarou’s face went pale.

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Fortune never comes in pairs, misfortunes never come singly.

This drop was more shocking than the last, and even though Takagi Gentarou threw in a desperate ten billion euros, it was to no avail. The money entered the stock market and stirred up some waves, but as soon as the waves rose, they were quickly submerged by the ensuing flood.

Takagi Gentarou could only watch helplessly as the stock price approached 100 euros.

"Uncle, what should we do?"

He was completely panicked.

If the stock continued to drop like this, the luxury empire left to him by his father might crumble into ruins.

Even now, his assets had almost halved!

"Damn it! How much stock have they accumulated?!"

Takagi Jiro was also struggling to conceal his agitation.

The phone kept ringing.

All calls were from shareholders making inquiries.

A fashion empire was teetering in the blink of an eye.

Annoyed, Takagi Gentarou simply unplugged the telephone line.

"How much money is left in the company accounts?"

"None, it’s all been thrown in!"

Takagi Gentarou, who had never experienced setbacks and had enjoyed success, felt an unprecedented fear, and said in panic, "The remaining money must be used to ensure the operation of the stores and production; it cannot be touched."

Takagi Jiro’s face turned extremely ugly.

"Considering production at this time? If the stock price continues to fall, those clothes you produce will be worthless rags! They wouldn’t even be wanted for a cleaning cloth!"

Takagi Gentarou seemed to be jolted awake by the shouting.

"But we’ve already thrown in more than two billion euros, with no effect. If we keep pouring money in, who can guarantee it won’t be..."

Takagi Jiro was furious at his lack of fight.

"You’re the group’s leader, if you don’t have confidence, then who else can have hope for the group?! Since you’ve already spent more than two billion euros, if you don’t want to see that turn into waste paper, you must keep investing! Otherwise, brace yourself for bankruptcy!"

Takagi Gentarou sat stupefied in his chair, as if he had lost his soul.

Now it was Takagi Jiro’s turn to slam the table.

"This is war! A do-or-die battle! If you give up, they win. If you hold on, they’re the ones who will die! What are you dazed for?! Make the call!"

Takagi Jiro yelled.

Although their family had long renounced Dongying nationality, it’s hard to change one’s nature.

Deep down, they still possessed the characteristic Dongying frenzy.

When backed into a corner, these Dongying people didn’t lack the courage to fight to the bitter end.

Like snapping out of a trance, Takagi Gentarou hurriedly took out his phone and ordered the finance department to move all available funds to rescue the market.

It wasn’t enough; the money was insufficient.

Acknowledging that his enemy came fully prepared, Takagi Jiro started making calls to raise funds.

But in a capitalistic society, there was no room for sentiment.

K.E’s predicament was already widely known. At such a time, one could be thankful just not to be kicked while down. Who would help in the hour of need?

After countless rejections, Takagi Jiro bit his teeth and, with no other choice, was forced to seek aid from his former homeland.

"Miss Fujihara, I need your help."

"Mr. Takagi, receiving your call truly honors me,"

came the voice from the other end of the phone, husky, sultry, filled with a magnetism that incited wild imaginations.

"Miss Fujihara, as you must already know, our K.E Group is being hunted by the Shenzhou people. Please lend us a hand."

"Mr. Takagi, if I remember correctly, we once proposed to invest in your company, but your company rejected us, didn’t it?"

"Please!"

Takagi Jiro bowed and scraped.

"If Miss Fujihara is willing to save K.E, we are prepared to pay any price."

There was silence on the other end, followed by a soft laugh.

"I see, I understand."

After hanging up, Takagi Jiro felt no relief, on the contrary, his expression grew even heavier.

"Uncle, why did you ask for their help? They have long coveted K.E. If we let them get involved, they are sure to snatch K.E away!"

Takagi Gentarou seemed quite wary of the person on the other end of the phone, or rather, the power they represented.

"Do we have any other choice now?"

Takagi Jiro said harshly, "Or would you prefer to go bankrupt and be left with nothing?"

Takagi Gentarou was left speechless.

"If we let the Shenzhou people succeed, we’ll lose everything. Otherwise, we can still retain some wealth."

Takagi Jiro muttered to himself, unsure whether he was comforting Takagi Gentarou or himself.

What a cunning move, to drive away the tiger and fight off the wolf.

Once supremely arrogant and dismissive of the East, Takagi Gentarou now sat despondent in his chair, lost in thought.