ocean-life Chapter 583 Although I was imprisoned, I got a raise.
Chapter 583 Although I was imprisoned, I got a raise.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, sat in a large chair and did not pay much attention to the game board.
He slowly flipped through the detailed documents that Miao Zi had just sent over, concerning several key investments made by Red Bean Capital recently.
His expression was focused, as if the raging waves of the capital market outside the window were merely an anticipated ripple in his plan.
By the close of the morning session, Jiangning Pharmaceutical's stock price had already broken free from the cold shackles of the previous days' limit-down, and like a tiger released from its cage, it was firmly held at the limit-up position by a huge amount of funds, remaining unmoved.
As for the market trend after the afternoon recap?
Anyone who isn't blind can see that the outcome is almost a foregone conclusion—
This will be a retaliatory surge that is a foregone conclusion and could last for several days.
The biggest winner, meanwhile, is leisurely contemplating what to have for lunch.
When lunch break arrived, Ye Fan, unusually, did not go to the staff canteen to enjoy his special meal.
He had his private chef pack two elaborately prepared, delicious, and visually appealing lunches in exquisite insulated lunchboxes, then, carrying the bags, he leisurely took the elevator to the sixth floor.
He pushed open the door to the spacious and elegant office of Liu Ruyan, the CEO of the Hongdou Group.
To be honest, Ye Fan hadn't really taken the time to see his "real" wife, the one who truly held the fort and managed his business empire, for quite some time.
As the group's biggest "hands-off manager," Ye Fan practically placed all the burdens of the Hongdou Group's various sectors, as well as its complex business and daily operational matters, on Liu Ruyan's seemingly delicate but actually resilient shoulders.
Fortunately, Liu Ruyan is not only a business genius who is one in a million, but also an absolute workaholic. She managed to run this business behemoth in an orderly manner, and its performance was booming.
Not a single flaw has appeared that could be criticized by outsiders.
"Hey, did the sun rise in the west today? Our elusive Boss Ye actually has time to come and inspect my 'common people's suffering'?"
Liu Ruyan looked up from behind the mountain of documents, revealing a delicate yet tired face.
She glanced at Ye Fan with a look that seemed both angry and resentful, her tone carrying three parts melancholy from their long separation and seven parts friendly teasing, while her pen continued to write documents.
"Look at what you're saying, it's so hurtful. I just miss my sister Ruyan. A day apart feels like three autumns, and how many autumns have passed since then?"
Ye Fan, with his thick skin, chuckled and moved closer, placing the insulated lunchbox on her large desk and casually taking the pen from her fingers.
"No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat. The sky won't fall. Look, I specially asked the kitchen to make your favorite steamed grouper and bok choy in broth. They're still warm."
In the small rest area attached to Liu Ruyan's office, sitting on a comfortable high-end leather sofa, Ye Fan ate with Liu Ruyan while his arm somewhat indecently wrapped around the mature, voluptuous, and alluring waist of the mature woman.
The two didn't exchange many sweet words; they simply chatted about the company's recent situation and other casual conversations, creating a warm and relaxed atmosphere.
Ye Fan used this method to silently comfort the woman who had shouldered half the sky for him.
It wasn't until almost 2 p.m., when the stock market was about to resume trading, that he returned to the fourth-floor trading room after Liu Ruyan gently urged him, "Go do your work." He kissed her forehead casually.
Meanwhile.
At the Jiangning Pharmaceutical headquarters building on the other side of Jinling City, the heavy soundproof door of the large conference room on the top floor, which had been closed for three days and three nights and had an extremely oppressive atmosphere, was finally slowly pushed open with a dull unlocking sound.
Before the hospital's official announcement was released.
To prevent potential traitors or moles within the company from colluding with external short-selling capital and leaking any information that could potentially reverse the situation.
With an unusually strong hand, An Qi "invited" the entire core management team into this conference room, implementing the strictest communication isolation and "house arrest" measures.
For three days, these executives, who are usually pampered, ate, drank, relieved themselves, and slept all in this space of over 100 square meters. Outside the door, there were also burly, expressionless security guards on duty in shifts 24 hours a day. They truly experienced what it means for "business warfare to be like a battlefield".
At this moment, An Qi stepped back into the conference room, her high heels as sharp as knives.
She changed into a brand-new Chanel suit, her makeup exquisite, creating a stark contrast with her subordinates in the room, whose faces were pale, eyes bloodshot, hair greasy, and clothes wrinkled.
Her cold and haughty face finally melted away, revealing a gentle smile that was as warm as a spring breeze, as her gaze slowly swept across the entire room:
"Gentlemen, I'm sorry you've suffered these past three days."
Her voice was clear and strong:
"The situation is urgent, concerning the life and death of the company. In order to preserve the foundation of Jiangning Pharmaceutical and prevent any possible information leaks from causing the counterattack to fail, I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure."
I will personally bear all costs incurred due to these unconventional measures. I hope for your understanding!
Below the stage, several shrewd individuals who had navigated the business world for decades exchanged glances, their minds already perfectly clear.
Combining the hospital notice that the secretary had secretly handed in before the door opened—a document that seemed like a lifeline—they instantly pieced together the truth.
This is hardly a matter of sitting and waiting to die.
It was clearly this young female CEO who, in the face of her younger sister colluding with external capital to short the stock, planned and executed an extremely patient and meticulous counterattack!
This level of information blockade, though extreme in its methods, was undoubtedly the safest and most necessary option at the time.
In an instant, the resentment, anxiety, and unease that had accumulated in the conference room for three days dissipated as quickly as fog under the sun.
Instead, there was a sense of relief at surviving the ordeal, and a deeper sense of awe and admiration for this iron-fisted female CEO.
Everyone adjusted their posture, forcing smiles that were either sincere or lingering fear on their faces, and eagerly expressed their opinions:
"President An, you flatter us! You're being too polite! Following the company's highest-level emergency plans and maintaining the confidentiality of major strategic matters is simply our duty and obligation as senior executives!"
"That's right! President An, if it weren't for your strategic planning and decisive decisions, our company might have been utterly ruined by those traitors! What are our little grievances compared to the company's overall situation? It's only right!"
"Yes, Mr. An, we completely understand and firmly support you!"
Seeing her subordinates' reactions, a hint of satisfaction flashed in An Qi's eyes.
She always uses a combination of kindness and severity in her work, and is decisive and efficient.
"Alright, since everyone understands, I won't mince words. Everyone here will have their performance bonuses doubled this month, and the profit-sharing factor for this quarter will be increased by 50%."
She waved her hand, her tone leaving no room for argument:
"Now, drop everything you're doing and go home! Take a hot shower and get a good night's sleep! Tomorrow morning at 10 a.m., I want to see you all back, refreshed and ready to turn things around!"
"Thank you, Mr. An!"
The tangible benefits of doubled bonuses and profit sharing instantly washed away all fatigue.
The executives were all overjoyed, feeling that the past three days of sitting on hard benches and eating boxed lunches weren't so bad after all. They packed up their personal belongings, and despite having dark circles under their eyes, they filed out with light steps, eager to go home.
What they may not know is that in this thrilling battle to defend and counterattack Jiangning Pharmaceutical, the real winner, Ye Fan, was the one hiding behind the scenes, holding the biggest bargaining chip.
He was sitting in the trading room of the Hongdou Building, leisurely crossing his legs, looking at the red limit-up candlestick on the screen, which was as tall as a pillar and as powerful as a rainbow, almost breaking through the monitor. A fox-like smile appeared on his lips, as if he had everything under control.
The chessboard was large, and there was more than one player, but he had already placed the most important and brilliant move.