Chapter 390: Chapter 390

There’s a reason that Youyu Live Streaming Platform has been the leader in the domestic streaming industry for so many years.

With such a solid foundation, how could someone casually bankrupt them with a single word?

Even the most notorious and reckless playboys in the Imperial City wouldn’t dare to casually declare that they’d bankrupt them in one day.

To bring down such a big company, even someone with Fan Xinglan’s background would need time. What’s more, none of Fan Xinglan’s juniors have taken over the family businesses yet. Something this big would require family approval to even think of starting.

He was initially a bit intimidated by Yan Yan’s aura and background, but after hearing this statement, he completely understood that the opponent was a paper tiger.

He immediately sneered, "Brother, pretending is one thing, but claiming you can make us bankrupt? Do you know how much Youyu is worth? Do you know how many powers are connected behind us?"

Yan Yan paused as he heard this.

He switched to speaking to the person on the phone, "Forget it, no need to investigate who the boss is. I want to see this company bankrupt within half an hour."

His tone was lazy, carrying the usual nonchalance, as if he was merely discussing today’s weather.

The other side seemed to acknowledge respectfully, not questioning the reason.

The call was very brief and to the point.

Afterwards, Yan Yan hung up the phone, without a change in expression; everything seemed so natural.

In a few casual words, he decided the fate of a listed company. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs noᴠelfire.net

The few streamers and staff who were still dazzled by Yan Yan’s stunning looks gradually came back to their senses.

They were a bit panicked and at a loss, starting to stir behind Manager Song.

Someone whispered, "Who is this man really?"

"Is it real? If the site really goes bankrupt, where will we go..."

"It must be a joke, it can’t happen."

"But look at how sincerely he spoke and how he seemed completely unafraid of Brother Song..."

Someone else snorted, "Don’t think too much, he’s definitely bluffing. Can Youyu, after developing to this stage, be brought down just like that?"

Manager Song also sneered when he heard their discussions, completely unbelieving.

He remarked confidently, "Whether it’s true or not, we’ll see. I don’t mind wasting half an hour here with you."

If spending half an hour in the cold wind meant he could publicly humiliate Yan Yan and see him utterly embarrassed, he would gladly do it.

However, in less than a minute, his phone rang suddenly.

In the silence surrounding them, it was particularly jarring.

Manager Song impatiently pulled out his phone, only to find it was the manager of Youyu’s finance department.

The finance manager should be off work by now, why would they be calling?

With this question in mind, he answered the call, "Old Chen, what’s up?"

An anxious voice came from the other side, "General Manager, something’s wrong! There’s a major issue with our accounts..."

Before he could listen carefully, several more calls came in.

His phone was swamped, ringing continuously.

After taking no more than three calls, Manager Song’s legs went weak.

His face turned pale and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

The phone fell to the ground with a clatter, still ringing with its shrill tone.