Genta Takagi is very busy these days.

Not only busy spending money to rescue the market and appease the major shareholders, but also trying to use their contacts to fight back.

Come and don't go indecent.

Not limited to the business world, he contacted politicians and congressmen he knew well, and proposed to block Xingkong in France.

of course.

Kind of wishful thinking.

Even though the KE Group is a large taxpayer and one of the iconic luxury goods companies in France, it is not strong enough to do anything wrong.

What reason do you use to block people?

Takagi Genta actually knew that it was unlikely to be realized, but he was just venting the anger in his heart.

Even if it is impossible to block, it is good to add some obstruction to the other party.

"Stupid politicians! They actually gave up such an important public opinion market to foreigners. Sooner or later, they will regret it!"

Genta Takagi put down the phone angrily.

"Don't mistake the enemy. Liu Yiming and those people should just fish in troubled waters. The real mastermind behind it is someone else."

The old man sitting across the desk said with a sullen face.

He is about fifty years old, short in stature, and has a striking beard under his nose.

"Uncle, have you found out who is behind it?"

Takagi Genta immediately asked.

Takagi Jiro shook his head.

Genta Takagi frowned, "These stocks came from the brokers on Wall Street. Don't they know who took the stocks?"

"Of course they know, but they won't reveal it."

"These bloody Yankees!"

Takagi Genta cursed.

Although Japan has always followed the lead of the United States, it does not mean that everyone in Japan likes America.

After all, it can be said that there is blood feud between these two countries.

It's just that the country of Japan knows how to bend and stretch. When the strength is not as good as the opponent's, there is no psychological burden to admit a thief as your father, but once they get the chance to bite you, they will not soften their mouths at all.

After cursing, Takagi Genta calmed down a little.

"Such a huge amount of stocks must not be released by a brokerage firm. Is every brokerage firm tight-lipped?"

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

"Mysterious Chinese organization?"

Takagi Genta frowned.

"Xuan Tai, this may be a tough battle, we need to be mentally prepared."

Takagi Genta looked at his own uncle with some disapproval.

"Isn't it over? After a while, the stock price will naturally rise."

Takagi Jiro sneered.

"You're thinking too simply. If you win over a large Wall Street brokerage and unite with Chinese entrepreneur leaders like Liu Yiming, do you think things will end so easily?"

"Uncle, are you thinking too much?"

Genta Takagi is skeptical.

"Bang bang bang..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The office door was pushed open.

The secretary walked in in a hurry, with an ominous look on his frightened expression.

Takagi Genta instinctively felt bad.

"What happened?!"

The secretary bowed his head.

"Director Joe Benkton issued a statement on social media not long ago, selling all his shares and resigning from all positions in the company."

There was thunder in the silent place.

"Snapped!"

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Genta Takagi burst into outrage.

"What did you say?!"

The secretary lowered his head, not daring to say another word.

Takagi Genta's eyes were ferocious, and his turbulent emotions made him uncontrollably burst out a sentence in his native language.

"idiot!"

The secretary trembled.

Takagi Jiro's face suddenly darkened.

It is really not to say that it is unpredictable.

He had already guessed that things were not that simple.

As expected.

In normal times, it's not too unusual, but what time is it now?
The stock price has managed to stabilize just now, and people's hearts are still uncertain. At this time, when a major shareholder cashes out and leaves, what kind of information will it send to the inside and outside?
Takagi Jiro's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was determined to kill Joe Benkerton.

But he is older after all, and calmer than his nephew Takagi Genta.

"You go out first."

he said to the secretary.

The secretary hurried out of the office.

"Who told him to do this? How dare he do it?!"

The ferocity in Takagi Genta's eyes began to pervade his face, he suddenly took out his cell phone and called Joe Benkerton.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

After a few rings, the phone was hung up mercilessly.

Takagi Genta's eyes were bloodshot, he clenched his fist, and couldn't help but slammed down the table again.

"Traitor! The damned traitor!"

"enough!"

Takagi Jiro couldn't help shouting.

"The matter has come to this, what's the use of getting angry? Can getting angry change the reality? Sit down first!"

Although short in stature, this little old man's sudden outburst of aura is quite bluffing.

Gao Muxuan resented and sat down again, "I knew he was unreliable, and I should have found a way to kill him long ago!"

It is meaningless to say these now.

Takagi Jiro had a gloomy face, and quickly thought about the series of consequences that would follow.

"If he is alone, the problem is not serious. I am afraid that other shareholders will be affected. You must immediately issue a statement to stabilize the morale of the army. Also, the stock in his hand is not a small amount. At this time Who dares to swallow so much of our stock with such confidence? To whom he sold the stock, we must find out immediately!"

The old man reacted fairly quickly, but the chain reaction came faster than he imagined, and much faster.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

The office door rang again.

"What's the matter?"

Takagi Genta shouted angrily.

The secretary bit the bullet, "The stock price has started a new round of decline, and now it has fallen to 120 euros."

Takagi Genta turned pale.

----

Blessings are unparalleled until misfortunes never come singly.

The decline this time was even more astonishing than the previous one. Even though Genta Takagi threw in one billion euros again, it was of no avail. After the money entered the stock market, it cannot be said that there were no waves, but after the waves splashed, It was quickly submerged by the ensuing torrent.

Takagi Genta could only watch the stock price approaching 100 euros.

"Uncle, what should we do?"

He was completely panicked.

If such a decline is followed, the luxury empire left to him by his father may collapse.

Even now, almost half of his assets have evaporated!
"Damn! How many stocks did they hoard?!"

Takagi Jiro couldn't hide his anxiety at this time.

The phone kept ringing.

All of them were called by shareholders to question.

A fashion empire was in turmoil in an instant.

Genta Takagi, who was so annoyed, unplugged the phone line directly.

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

"No more, it's all smashed in!"

Genta Takagi, who had never experienced any setbacks at all, felt unprecedented fear and said in panic: "The remaining money must be used to ensure the operation and production of the store, and it cannot be moved."

Takagi Jiro's face was extremely ugly.

"Why do you think about production at this time! The stock price continues to fall, and those clothes you produce are worthless rags! No one wants them as rags!"

Takagi Genta seemed to be woken up by the roar.

"But we have already invested more than two billion euros, and it has no effect at all. If we continue to invest in it, who can guarantee that it is not..."

Takagi Jiro was furious.

"You are the leader of the group. If you don't have confidence, then who can have hope for the group?! Since you have spent more than two billion euros, you don't want the two billion to become waste paper, you have to continue Smash it! Otherwise, you will go bankrupt!"

Takagi Genta sat blankly on the chair, as if he had lost his soul.

This time it was Takagi Jiro's turn to pat the table.

"This is a war! A war of death and death! If you admit defeat, they will win. If you hold on, they will die! What are you doing in a daze?! Call!"

Takagi Jiro shouted.

Although their family has long since left their Dongying nationality, it is difficult to change the nature of the country.

In their bones, the unique madness of the Japanese people has not changed.

When cornered, these Dongying people do not lack the courage to fight to the death.

Takagi Genta woke up like a dream, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and issued an order to the finance department to move all available funds, regardless of everything to save the market.

Not enough, this little money is not enough.

Takagi Jiro realized that the enemy was prepared this time and started calling to raise funds.

But the capitalist society has no human feelings at all.

Everyone knows about KE's plight. At a time like this, it's good not to add insult to injury. Who will help in a timely manner?

After countless rejections, Takagi Jiro gritted his teeth and had no choice but to seek help from his former mother country.

"Miss Fujiwara, I need your help."

"Mr. Takagi, I am really honored to receive your call."

The voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse, soft, and full of a kind of magnetism that made people imagine.

"Miss Fujiwara, you should already know that our KE Group is being hunted by Chinese people, please help."

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

"please!"

Takagi Jiro nodded.

"As long as Miss Fujiwara is willing to save KE, we are willing to pay any price."

There was silence for a while, and then there was a chuckle.

"I see, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Takagi Jiro didn't feel any relief, on the contrary, his expression became more and more serious.

"Uncle, why did you ask them? They have been coveting KE for a long time. If they are allowed to intervene, they will definitely snatch KE away!"

Takagi Genta seems to be very afraid of the person on the other end of the phone, or the power on the other end.

"Do we have any other options now?"

Takagi Jiro said harshly: "Or would you rather go bankrupt and have nothing?"

Takagi Genta was speechless for a moment.

"Let the Shenzhou people succeed, and we will go bankrupt. Otherwise, we can at least keep some wealth."

Takagi Jiro talked to himself, not knowing whether to comfort Takagi Genta or himself.

It's a good way to attract tigers and wolves.

Genta Takagi, who used to be arrogant to the East, was lost, and sat on the chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

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