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Chapter 806 - 806 40 The Answer Flutters in the Wind Daily Thousands Asking for Monthly Tickets_2

806: Chapter 40: The Answer Flutters in the Wind (Daily Thousands Asking for Monthly Tickets)_2 806: Chapter 40: The Answer Flutters in the Wind (Daily Thousands Asking for Monthly Tickets)_2 Tycoons with such inhuman trading plates are like the big A of the past years that could plummet all of a sudden.

“Yes, hahaha, Mi’er, Lisa, both of you are right, there are many ways to cash out, and selling directly in the market is almost the worst one.

But think about it, there must be some benefits to me organizing a mass sell-off like this.

I’m looking forward to your thoughts, you’re smart girls, you should be able to guess.”

Noticing the profound look on Cheng Daqi’s face, Mi’er and Lisa fell into deep thought.

These two girls currently had a strange desire to win, wanting to come out on top in this guessing game.

Wait, when he just mentioned profit from selling off, he mentioned Wolf, Gru, and Eris, but ignored someone…

“Niusen?”

“Niusen?”

Seeing the two girls speak simultaneously, Cheng was satisfied and nodded.

“Yes, he invested three hundred million Dollars, and with BEC’s market value, that has risen to one point four billion, a profit of one point one billion.

You should know, he only had one hundred million in capital, that’s a profit of one thousand percent.

Does he deserve that?”

Mi’er felt a bit heartbroken, knowing that BEC was Cheng Daqi’s project, yet feeling as though her own money had been stolen by Niusen.

The feeling of being robbed of one point one billion was truly unbearable.

“Yes, he doesn’t deserve that much, let’s take him down first this time!”

The blonde Caucasian girl was somewhat worried; she was too considerate.

“It still feels like the drawbacks outweigh the benefits, Chan, BEC’s reputation will be ruined, it’s not worth it.”

Inhaling the bitter taste of the cigarette tar, the painful stimulation made his mind clearer, Cheng Daqi put out the cigarette butt and explained to Lisa.

“Speculators are like dogs that smell blood, as long as the fluctuations are severe enough, they will always come to lick blood off the knife’s edge.

Plus, BEC is too high right now, so high that I’m a bit scared of being targeted.”

Who could still target Cheng now?

Cheng Daqi didn’t say.

But from the expressions of Lisa and Mi’er, it was clear they both understood who it was.

“Sometimes, acting a bit foolish can make you overlooked and buy us time for development.

West State Logistics’ troubles are one reason, our own OC, MAS still being in a growth phase is another, and BEC’s excessively high market value from the start is yet another reason.

In short, we need time.

Additionally, since Niusen invested so much money, it’s only by cutting him deep that he will feel the pain.

And only when he’s in pain will he take us more seriously.”

The dark-haired wealthy woman pointed at the bottles on the wine rack, asking Riel to grab a whole bottle and poured herself a full glass.

The spinning foam looked interesting and, for a moment, she was lost in it.

After a while, she looked up and said,

“Chan, let’s go ahead with Lisa’s plan, I agree to sell off BEC, but think it over carefully, once we make this move, it’s going to be hard to turn back.”

The pressures compelled her decision-making: the pressure of funds, the pressure of her own development, the pressure from Achilles, the pressure from rivals, and the pressure of emotions, even though they are intangible, they are objectively real.

No one can exist in isolation within organizational relations.

“You know my principles in doing things, I like to accomplish several tasks with minimal effort.

We will be the biggest beneficiaries of the organized sell-off, maintaining a certain level of cash flow is essential to better cope with risks, and BEC has not yet been targeted by anyone.

For us to take the initiative, in fact, is a good thing.

Drawing more lines will enable BEC to truly stand firm in the market, don’t worry too much, OK?”

The contemplative blonde girl finally grasped Cheng’s scheme with a sudden nod of realization.

“You initially planned to let Gru realize through the sell-off that his share in the cryptocurrency project wasn’t that valuable, and then we would solve the trouble with West State together.

But tonight, our conversation brought up that old school of questionable value, then I mentioned a new plan, so you switched strategies accordingly.

Am I understanding this correctly?”

“Not just that, he also considered pretending to be foolish by targeting his own project, while also taking a jab at Niusen, and well, sending a sum of money to those brats.”

Temir added with a sigh, finding herself increasingly admiring Cheng’s maneuvering.

Always skilled in strategies, and never at a loss.

“You can’t say that, Mi’er, you’ve got a lot invested in BEC, and so do I; you’re scolding us all.” Lisa said.

“You’ve invested too?

How much?” the dark-haired wealthy woman was surprised.

“Eight hundred thousand Dollars, oh~ I’m tired, shall we call it a night?”

The blonde girl yawned, indicating she was sleepy.

“Chan, you’ve made Lisa work overtime right after coming back from France.

It’s 4 AM, that’s too late, she’s drunk quite a bit…

can’t drive, you should give her a lift.”

Temir said it as if she was the lady of the house, but she wasn’t, so it wasn’t an order, therefore, one could infer that she didn’t actually intend to send Cheng to escort Lisa.

By saying this, the only purpose was to get Lisa to refuse.

With the blonde girl having drunk quite a bit, Cheng had actually consumed even more!

In this scene, the underlying meaning was—Lisa, give me some face, can you back down a bit?

Women lacking love and security are like this, their nature makes it hard for them to voice certain things, so they express themselves in an extremely twisted way.

“Sure, Chan, thanks for the trouble.”

Riel found the pull between Lisa and Temir simply noisy.

Stupid women, with so many bodyguards able to drive, yet you insist on having Cheng take you.

Him taking you home is fine, but I’ll have to work overtime again!

So annoying!

At the moment, the poor working man Riel wished the women would just get lost.