Chapter 237: Chapter 237
When the police station told Rong Xian’an the name of the murderer, he took a moment to react before remembering who Yang Yuli was.
That little girl they helped at the music hall back then, Rong Meng’s classmate.
Later, when the truth came out, Rong Meng’s instructions and chat logs were exposed, and Yang Yuli, who was already somewhat unstable, completely lost her sanity, stole her dad’s truck, and seized the opportunity to cause a crash.
She had never wanted to live; even being caught didn’t matter. When the police found her, she was sitting beside the half-destroyed car, laughing and crying with a delirious expression.
"Yang Yuli is just an ordinary person," Rong Xian’an looked at the carefree young man, his voice tightening with uncontrollable anger, "Without anyone’s help, how did she know when Meng Meng would go to the hospital?"
"How did an ordinary person get explosives in her hands?"
Rong Xian’an repeatedly emphasized the fact that Yang Yuli was an ’ordinary person.’
Rong Zhi understood, she lowered her eyes slightly, her thin lips curved into a barely mocking smile, "So what?"
"I don’t want to believe it."
Seeing her reaction, Rong Xian’an understood that from the moment Rong Meng’s issues were exposed, Rong Zhi had been orchestrating everything.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm the unexplainable fear in his heart, "Compared to us, you truly are formidable, Rong Zhi. The blood flowing in you must be icy cold."
Rong Zhi paused for a moment, then her smile deepened. In the end, even her eyes betrayed her amusement, her beautifully shaped fox-like eyes curving with pleasure, though her gaze was dark as ink.
Could he really say something so ridiculous?
Rong Xian’an’s scalp tingled at her mocking laughter, the pent-up resentment surged in him. He gave Rong Zhi a cold look and said in a deep voice, "You never intended to agree to any of my demands; if that’s the case, why are you here?!"
"To watch a joke," Rong Zhi nodded lightly at her forehead, her smile fading, her tone chilling and indifferent, "Really, it’s quite funny."
She stood up, grabbed her bag with one hand, and left straight away.
The cup of hot tea placed on the table had cooled, untouched by anyone.
It was as if Rong Xian’an, in her eyes, was merely a performer in a play, and she was the audience who had come to watch the entire ’comedy’ quietly.
Once the show ended, the tea was cold, and the person was gone.
Rong Xian’an’s face turned a ghastly shade of greenish-black with frustration.
Three days later, just a day before the national math competition, Rong Group suddenly released an announcement—
[Huarong Fund now holds 40% of the company’s shares, ranking second among shareholders. The company has reported this major event to the State Affairs Bureau’s full supervisory authority and securities exchange as a temporary report.]
Meanwhile, Rong Group’s share price remained steady, but publicly traded shares dropped to below 10%.
On the day Huarong Fund’s representative came to acquire Rong Group, the company’s internal employees were in turmoil, feeling the unyielding and threatening presence of the Huarong representative from outside.
Especially the imposing man leading them.
Right off the bat, he wanted to purchase all the shares held by the Rong Family. He had already been publicly and aggressively acquiring shares in the market, now just needing the shares in the Rong Family’s hands. Once they gave in, Huarong Fund would become the top shareholder of Rong Group.
Rong Xian’an sat in his chair, lifting his slightly clouded eyes to look at the young man across from him.
Rong Fangjun was lying in the hospital, having passed out again when hearing the news of someone wanting to acquire Rong Group. Ying Man and the others each had their difficulties. Rong Xian’an suddenly felt an uncertain future.
He helplessly tugged at his collar, his suit jacket had long been tossed aside, and his shirt, worn and crumpled from who knew how many days, exuded a sense of abject decay from top to bottom.
In his confrontation with Rong Zhi, he had lost completely.
The board meeting convened at 3 PM.
Compared to the last time Rong Zhi attended, the atmosphere in the meeting room was even more somber.
The directors watched as the extraordinarily poised Huarong Fund representative vacated the main seat, smiling as he called ’Mr. Rong’, then invited her to take the main seat.
The directors were dumbfounded.
They were furious and upset, but the cold indifference on the young man’s face slowly chilled their spines.
Turning their heads to look at the man seated below the main seat, they found his face defeated, slumped lifelessly in his chair. If not for needing to preside over the upcoming board meeting, the directors had a sense that his soul might exit his body any second.
Once confident and spirited, the head of the Rong Family had fallen to such a state, leaving everyone with complex emotions.
Jiang Gujun handed the signed acquisition contract for the young man to review, then stood up, speaking calmly: "Everyone should be familiar already, but I will introduce her again."
The directors’ eyelids twitched immediately, a sense of foreboding washing over them.
He gestured to the youth casually perusing the contract, smiling faintly, "Chairperson of Huarong Fund, Rong Zhi."
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It was like a damn dream.
Rong Xian’an also immediately looked up, his eyes intensely glaring at the young man, incredulously pointing at Jiang Gujun, "Your person?"
Rong Zhi finished looking over the acquisition contract, placed it back on the table, and delicately gestured for Jiang Gujun to distribute materials, then she turned her cool gaze sideways to respond, "Can’t be?"
Inside, Rong Xian’an was in turmoil.
No wonder Rong Group collapsed so hard all of a sudden, no wonder it was immediately targeted once trouble arose, it turned out Rong Zhi was the mastermind behind it all!!
He thought Rong Zhi was merely playing the role of a catalyst, only to find, she was the mastermind herself!
From Rong Meng to Rong Group, she moved with calculated precision, cruelly and steadily.
Plunging a dagger into the heart of the Rong Family, creating upheaval.
Not caring for these people’s feelings, Rong Zhi raised her hand, her thumb brushing against her middle finger; a crisp snap grounded their tumultuous thoughts. She calmly and indifferently began the next agenda: "There are two proposals for this board meeting."
"First, Rong Group will be renamed RH; second, the CSS project will cooperate with Jin Family and RH Group."
The uproar over Rong Group’s collapse and the Rong Family’s internal strife had finally ended after nearly ten days.
Rong Group was forced to delist, officially renamed RH Group. With 55% of RH Group’s shares, Rong Zhi successfully became the largest shareholder of the company.
The power was centralized, now Rong Group was effectively Rong Zhi’s domain, becoming Rong Zhi’s ’Rong Group.’
On the night of the announcement, the entire internet crashed, including financial news covering RH Group’s situation.
The nation’s top leader, Cheng Yunjing, during an interview, was subtly asked by the host for his opinion on the matter.
It was assumed Cheng Yunjing wouldn’t answer, but he looked earnestly into the camera, his voice steady and solemn as he said: "She embodies the qualities of the new generation—steady, capable, and calm under pressure. Her spirit is reflected remarkably in her actions."
"Firm against thousands of trials, facing the winds from all directions, unfazed by peril, undeterred by hardship, she stays true to herself in this bustling and glamorous world. She has done remarkably well."