Resurrection Empire

Ten minutes later, Ren Zhong met Yang Bingzhong in the general manager's office downstairs.

He emerged from the restroom, his eyes slightly red, seemingly having just splashed his face with cold water, with water droplets still clinging to his short hair.

"You're here? Have a seat."

Yang Bingzhong forced a slightly strained smile and greeted him.

Without waiting for Ren Zhong to speak, he slumped onto the sofa, rubbed his face, then let his hand rest weakly on the armrest, with his broad shoulders slackening.

Just from these small details, Ren Zhong realized that Yang Bingzhong's meticulously designed body language had crumbled.

Even his ability to bluff had deteriorated significantly.

There's no need to ask; Ren Zhong already knew the answer.

Indeed, as he had predicted, bankruptcy had occurred.

Ren Zhong picked up the tea in front of him and cheerfully said, "Mr. Yang, let's not talk about money first. I recalculated the situation with Starfire Shipbuilding. Although this sharp decline seems a bit irrational, I've found a new pattern. The decline will definitely stop between a 70% to 74% drop! By then, we'll scoop up the stocks, hold them for a month or two, and it's a sure thing that they'll rebound to peak values! Mr. Yang, you still have more than 800 million in funds, right? With a fivefold leverage, that's at least 4 billion entering the market, and quadruple that, finally closing with 16 billion! Steadfast as a mountain!"

Yang Bingzhong: "..."

I beg of you.

Please stop scolding.

I know I was wrong.

Facing the bloody, bone-filled pit, Mr. Yang remained unfazed, but now his eyes suddenly heated up, his vision inexplicably a bit blurry.

Ren Zhong saw this and asked in confusion, "Mr. Yang, what's wrong with you? Are you so happy that you're moved to tears?"

Yang Bingzhong turned his head, his neck slightly raised, facing upwards at a forty-five-degree angle, trying hard to hold back tears from spilling out.

He said with a slightly hoarse voice, "Yes, I am very looking forward to it. I will definitely rise to power and make all those who tried to put me down pay!"

With a hint of resentment, after finishing this sentence, Yang Bingzhong turned around, "Ren Zhong, let's not beat around the bush. You lend me 30 million, and I'll give you 3% of the company shares. The current company valuation is about 6 billion, and 3% of the shares are worth 180 million. You won't lose. Even if you use this money to bottom out, you can't make six times the return in a short period."

Ren Zhong was taken aback, "Mr. Yang, this... I can't accept this!"

Yang Bingzhong grinned, "Haha, Ren Zhong, you're being modest. In fact, if there wasn't a need for a pretext, I'd even give you 3% shares for free. Giving you shares, the more important purpose is to make you half an owner of the company. You and I are not biological brothers but closer than brothers. Consider my place your real home!"

"This..."

"Ren Zhong, don't just get excited. I verified the rules over in Chromium Carbon Town; they're stricter here than in Starfire Town. Shareholders of resource recovery companies must also be citizens. So we can only sign an option contract and wait for your citizenship to be settled before you can smoothly become a shareholder. But it shouldn't take too long."

"Alright!"

Ren Zhong agreed immediately.

Five minutes later, the two sorted out the contract, and under the remote witness of a Business Association notary, they each completed the electronic signing.

On Ren Zhong's side, 33.333 million was immediately transferred.

The generous and righteous Ren Zhong helped the now penniless Yang Bingzhong bear 10% of the transfer tax.

Seeing the funds credited, the doubly accomplished Yang Bingzhong wiped away cold sweat in secret.

While hurriedly handling the fund transfers, paying interest to various creditors, and replying to messages, he silently thought, thank heavens, I've stabilized the situation.

Not only that, but I've also given Ren Zhong shares, thoroughly tying him to my fate.

Even if the stock market operations need a temporary excuse to halt, he won't abandon me.

Indeed, I, Yang Bingzhong, am a genius. Even in such a miserable situation, I can manipulate it so brilliantly!

Sitting opposite him, Ren Zhong observed his rapidly changing expressions, deducing most of his inner thoughts.

As things reached this point, even Ren Zhong felt somewhat pitying.

What a respectable Fourth Level Citizen, a dignified town-level resource recovery company boss, almost turned into a fool by the wicked stock market.

But then, Ren Zhong recalled the burial pits in the underground alien ore factory, and that bit of sympathy instantly vanished.

Recalling the burial pits, he also remembered Tang Shuying. Ren Zhong lightly coughed and seemingly casually asked, "By the way, Mr. Yang, where is Captain Tang? I'm quite missing her."

While speaking, Ren Zhong brazenly rubbed his pocket with his hand, vividly playing the role of a "single-minded" LSP.