SFS Chapter 220 Imperial Entertainment Seeks Peace? Too Late!
Chapter 220 Imperial Entertainment Seeks Peace? Too Late!
"If you're willing to show mercy and spare our dynasty's life, you can name your terms..."
On the top floor of Starry Sky Media, in the president's office.
Su Qingge frowned as she looked at the long string of unfamiliar numbers on her phone screen. She didn't answer immediately, but instead turned her gaze to Lin Zhou, who was sitting in the executive chair.
Lin Zhou casually crossed his long legs, toying with the black and gold dragon-patterned ring that symbolized the Lin family's supreme power.
He nodded slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his deep peach blossom eyes, signaling Su Qingge to press the speakerphone button.
With a soft "beep", the speaker was turned on.
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Lixing's heavy and flustered breathing was amplified infinitely in the spacious office.
"Yes, yes, yes! Name your terms!"
Hearing that Su Qingge didn't seem to hang up immediately, Zhou Lixing grasped at the last straw, his voice rapid-fire like a machine gun.
"President Su! If Starry Sky Media is willing to stop, I am willing to immediately transfer 50% of the original shares of Dynasty Entertainment free of charge!"
"Not only that, but those three ungrateful wretches, Li Tian, Zhao Xu, and Wang Mengmeng, I'll immediately have them unilaterally terminated. I'll pay the breach of contract penalty, and I'll personally send a car to take them back to Starry Sky Media to apologize!"
"I can also utilize all of the Dynasty's public relations channels to publish notices on major online platforms and newspapers for a month, publicly apologizing to you and Director Lin and admitting to all my previous despicable tactics!"
"I only ask Director Lin to speak to those short-selling firms on Wall Street and tell them to stop dumping shares! If they keep doing that, our Dynasty will really be forced into liquidation this afternoon!"
Zhou Lixing was obsequious on the phone.
That groveling, fawning attitude was a far cry from the domineering CEO who had previously strategized and commanded the business world.
He now even wished he could crawl along the phone line and kowtow to Lin Zhou like a dog, licking the soles of his shoes.
Su Qingge was momentarily stunned as she listened to these generous offers that were enough to cause a major earthquake in the entire entertainment industry.
Fifty percent of the shares!
That's billions of dollars in real money! Once they sign the agreement, Starry Sky Media can effortlessly swallow up most of the Chinese entertainment industry.
And those three arrogant and domineering traitors who broke the contract back then, have now become Zhou Lixing's sycophants.
But Su Qingge did not speak.
She knew that the one who truly held the reins in this room was the man sitting in the executive chair, his eyes as cold as ice.
Lin Zhou slowly stood up.
He strode to the large solid wood desk, casually rested one hand on the surface, and leaned down slightly.
His deep gaze was fixed on the cell phone that was on a call.
"Zhou Lixing".
Lin Zhou's voice was very soft, even carrying a hint of nonchalant laziness.
But those three simple words instantly silenced Zhou Lixing on the other end of the phone, making him stop breathing in fear.
"Director Lin... Director Lin..." Zhou Lixing stammered, his teeth chattering wildly.
"Do you think the offer you're making is very generous? Very tempting?"
Lin Zhou's lips curled into an extremely mocking sneer, his eyes revealing the utmost pity of a superior looking down upon ants.
"Fifty percent of the shares, three third-rate actors, plus a meaningless apology in the newspaper."
"Zhou Lixing, do you think this is like haggling over prices at a vegetable market?"
"Who do you think you are, trying to negotiate with me using this junk?"
Zhou Lixing on the other end of the phone panicked, thinking that Lin Zhou was dissatisfied with the amount and was not enough.
"Young Master Lin! Ancestor Lin! Sixty percent! No, seventy percent will do! Just leave a way out for my Zhou family!"
"You are now the head of the Lin family in Beijing, with hundreds of billions in assets at your disposal. Why must you fight to the death with a nobody like me?"
"Just say the word, and I, Zhou Lixing, will be your dog. You can tell me who to bite, and I'll bite whoever you want!"
"dog?"
Lin Zhou chuckled, his voice suddenly dropping to freezing point.
"Even the dogs my Lin family keeps are a million times cleaner than you."
He slowly straightened up, and in his deep, peach-blossom eyes, an overwhelming killing intent burst forth as if it were a tangible force.
"Zhou Lixing, do you really think that I used the Lin family's resources to bring down Dynasty Entertainment just to retaliate for your business attack on Starry Sky Media a few days ago?"
Zhou Lixing was stunned: "Could it be... could it be that it isn't?"
"Of course not."
Lin Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, speaking slowly and deliberately, as if the Grim Reaper himself had tolled the death knell.
Seven years ago.
"Mountain road, rainy night."
"The silver Aston Martin with its brakes failing, and the black umbrella held up on the edge of the cliff."
Lin Zhou's voice was like a cold wind blowing from the deepest hell, slicing through Zhou Lixing's eardrums.
"Zhou Lixing, you think you can settle the blood debt of dozens of members of my Lin family seven years ago with a mere half of the shares?"
"boom!"
Upon hearing these words, Zhou Lixing on the other end of the phone felt as if he had been struck by lightning!
His mind went completely blank for a moment, and the whole world seemed to be spinning wildly.
Seven years ago!
He knew everything!
Not only did he not die, he even regained all the memories that were destroyed in the fire!
"No...it wasn't me...that car accident had nothing to do with me..."
Zhou Lixing's psychological defenses were completely shattered at this moment.
The phone he was clutching tightly slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. He collapsed onto the office carpet like a limp lump of mud that had been stripped of its spine.
Extreme fear caused him to lose control of his bladder and bowels again, but by this time, despair had completely overwhelmed all his senses.
"Lin Zhou! Let me explain! What happened back then wasn't what you think!"
"I'm just a pawn! I'm just a lackey keeping watch on the sidelines!"
"You can't afford to mess with the real mastermind! Let me go, and I'll hand over all the evidence I have!"
Zhou Lixing lay sprawled on the carpet, which reeked of urine, and screamed wildly at his phone that had fallen to the side.
He tried to use the truth of that shocking conspiracy from back then to buy himself a last chance at life.
But Lin Zhou had lost all interest in listening.
"Keep your secrets to yourself, line up underground, and slowly explain them to my parents."
Lin Zhou's tone was so calm it was chilling.
He extended his long, slender fingers and hovered them over the red hang-up button on his phone without any hesitation.
"Wash your neck and wait."
"I want your entire Zhou family to die little by little in despair."
"beep--"
The call was abruptly ended.
Zhou Lixing's hysterical, desperate screams came to an abrupt halt.
The CEO's office fell silent again, with only the faint hum of the central air conditioning running.
Su Qingge stood to the side.
She looked at Lin Zhou's utterly cold profile, her heart pounding.
She had never seen Lin Zhou so ruthless, decisive, and brutal.
But this didn't frighten her; instead, it gave her an absolute sense of security, as if she were completely protected. Even if that man transformed into a demon, it was all to protect her.
Lin Zhou turned around, his rough fingertips gently stroking Su Qingge's long hair, the frost in his eyes instantly melting into tender spring water.
"Did I scare you just now?"
"No." Su Qingge shook her head, then tightly grasped Lin Zhou's large, kind hand. "That kind of scum should be dealt with by eliminating them completely."
Lin Zhou smiled.
He took Su Qingge's hand, turned around, and pushed open the extremely hidden double solid wood door inside the president's office.
Behind the door.
It is a super large temporary trading room covering an area of 200 square meters.
This is a top-level financial command center that Old Chen created with sheer financial power in just a few hours after Lin Zhou's identity was exposed.
The spacious room was filled with countless top-of-the-line computer monitors.
Dozens of top traders, dressed in black suits and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who had been transferred from Wall Street overnight, were on high alert.
Old Chen, leaning on his golden nanmu cane, stood upright like a battle-hardened general protecting the country, beneath the giant electronic screen at the very front.
On the screen, the K-line chart of Dynasty Entertainment, a ghastly green color, was plummeting like a cliff.
Upon seeing Lin Zhou walk in, everyone stood up in unison and bowed their heads in utmost respect.
"Young Master." Old Chen stepped forward and bowed slightly.
Lin Zhou didn't say anything unnecessary.
He released Su Qingge's hand, walked straight to the giant screen, and looked up at the frantically flashing financial data.
His eyes were sharp as knives, like an ancient beast about to tear its prey's throat apart.
"Uncle Chen, are all the funds in place?" Lin Zhou asked coldly.
Old Chen answered firmly and resolutely.
"Young Master, the first tranche of US$50 billion in Lin's offshore trust funds has been fully deposited into the designated account. Three hundred overseas short-selling shells are ready and waiting for your command to launch a full-scale attack at any time."
Lin Zhou nodded.
He placed his hands on the massive command platform, leaned forward, and slammed the black and gold dragon-patterned ring heavily onto the table.
It made a muffled "bang".
"Let's do it."
Lin Zhou's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a violent force capable of crushing all rules of capital.
"I want to be here before the market closes tomorrow."
"Seeing the stock of Dynasty Entertainment turn into a pile of worthless paper that's not even good enough to wipe your butt with."