In London, England, Ling Ruoyun's residence, at this moment, Ling Ruoyun walked back and forth in the main hall of the villa with an anxious look, and from time to time he looked up at the antique clock placed in the main hall.

When the bell rang nine times, the villa gate was gently pushed open, and Zhou Shouxin walked in with a little bit of blame in his expression, "Madam, the British Central Bank rejected our loan request..."

Ling Ruoyun's jade face changed slightly, frowned slightly, and asked, "Did you meet President Shawshank? Did he say so to you in person?"

Zhou Shouxin seemed quite angry and said, "I took your post from my wife, and the one who came out to see me was just a deputy manager of the British Central Bank branch. After reiterating that he must meet Shawshank, their reply was that their Shawshank President is now spending a long holiday in Switzerland... It's simply nonsense. My subordinates reported information to me the day before yesterday. I saw Shawshank and an Oriental man walking side by side on the street and chatting and laughing."

After listening to what Zhou Shouxin said, Ling Ruoyun gradually calmed down and said after pondering for a moment: "The British Central Bank should have reached a consensus with the consortium that is acquiring all the companies under my name. Humph, very good. It can make Shawshank abandon me, a friend who has been in love for 30 years, and turn to join hands with others to deal with me. The other party's energy is not ordinary!"

In the past three months since returning to London, Ling Ruoyun has not been able to live easily. A total of fifteen companies under his name were attacked by an unknown behind-the-scenes consortium at the same time. The Ling Group's request to rescue the market was rejected by major British banks. Until now, even the British Central Bank has the most information loan loan payments.

Moreover, the time the other party chose was a coincidence that it made people feel that this was clearly a conspiracy. Four months ago, Ling Ruoyun had just used two-thirds of the group's working capital to build a Chinese cultural entertainment city in London with a total cost of 5 billion euros. This huge building named "Tangcheng" was a major project that Ling Ruoyun had carefully planned for three years. Finally, he was approved by the British Government Bureau of Land and Land Administration and was able to break ground four months ago, which really made Ling Ruoyun happy for a while.

However, the outflow of funds four months ago led to the crisis of Ling's funds being cut off. With no loan from the bank, four of the fifteen companies under the name of Ling's Group have been successfully acquired by the other party. Ling Ruoyun now holds 35% of the shares, 6 shareholders who raised funds at the time were each three% and 49% of the listed shares.

Judging from the current statistics of the adopted son Vincent, who specializes in business intelligence collection under Zhou Shouxin, at least 30% of the shares of Ling's Group have fallen into the hands of the consortium hidden behind the scenes.

These are not what Ling Ruoyun is most worried about, and what makes her even more worried is that the consortium behind her targeting her is not an ordinary person, because the two adopted sons who were sent out to investigate the other party's background were all floating on the day after receiving the task. The results obtained by Zhou Shouxin's personal autopsy were shocking. One was that the meridians were broken and the other was that the blood in the whole body dried up.

Two different ways of dying can show that there is very likely more than one consortium behind this conspiracy to acquire the Ling Group. The meridian crack was broken by the true energy force... The blood was sucked away...

The two words that are difficult to associate with, cultivators and blood clans, were confirmed at the moment when Zhou Shouxin's two adopted sons floated on the river of corpse.

This is also the relationship between Ling Ruoyun and Bai Cen Shen and the others after receiving this news in Shanghai.

"Keep your word, how much left is Ling's working capital now?"

Zhou Shouxin lowered his head and said silently: "Including the 300 million yuan withdrawn from Tangcheng's huge investment, a total of 1.6 billion euros."

"Five billions are invested... After the emergency transfer, we can only get back 300 million?"

"In addition to normal construction expenses, the remaining funds are all detained by the Land Bureau. I have been to the Land Bureau seven times in the past few days, but their director has always been closed. The situation is almost the same as when I went to the UK Central Bank to ask for a loan today but failed."

"Even the Turkish Bureau, which is affiliated with the British government, can affect it... What a huge force this should be, but why should I acquire my small group with a total assets of only more than 30 billion euros!"

Ling Ruoyun waved his hand a little tired and said, "Put all the 1.6 billion yuan of funds into the rescue, our stock price can no longer fall. If Ling's stock price drops by ten percentage points, it doesn't take three days, the Ling's consortium will have to change its surname."

Zhou Shouxin said with red eyes: "Madam, I will definitely find out the leader of the consortium behind this." Hearing the fierceness in his words, he was obviously murderous intent.

"Keep your word, don't do anything nonsense. You can make money without money, and you will lose everything if your life is gone. It's the corpse you personally tested for York and Myerson. You should be very clear that the other party is not an ordinary consortium, but also involves the tentacles of dark forces. You are now in the realm of the Golden Pill, which is equivalent to the strength of the Vampire Viscount, why should you fight with others?"

Zhou Shouxin was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered something, and said happily: "Madam, didn't you look very familiar with the three directors of the Tianbao Consortium when you were in Shanghai? Can we..."

Before Zhou Shouxin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Ruoyun and said, "Don't involve the Tianbao Consortium, I will think of other ways. It's too late, hurry up and go back and rest, I want to be alone and quiet."

With Zhou Shouxin’s understanding of Ling Ruoyun, you heard a strong sense of Ling Ruoyun’s tone, and couldn’t help but think, “Why is Madam giving Tianbao Consortium this great help, not seek help… Maybe you should contact Tianbao Consortium in private. As long as you can save Ling, it doesn’t matter even if you lose your life. Moreover, there is no risk in itself. Even if you are known by your wife in the future, at most, you can admit your mistakes again…”

With this idea, Zhou Shouxin bowed and turned around and left the villa.

In the headquarters of Tianbao Consortium, built in the inner city of London, in the huge executive president's office on the top floor, Lin Yuhong was frowning, and his knuckles were pounding rhythmically at the mahogany desk, looking worried.

"It has been almost three months since I returned to London... But with my connections and channels, I can't find out who is behind the Ling Consortium, which is just acquiring the young lady, because the other party is hiding too deeply..."

Just as Lin Yuhong was thinking, a blond and white-collar beauty in a professional attire knocked on the door and walked into the office with a stack of folders.

"Mr. Lin, all the information you want me to investigate is here."

Lin Yuhong signaled the secretary to put down the folder, waved her hand to let her go out. However, the blonde secretary hesitated for a moment and then said, "Mr. Lin, just yesterday, the British tax office came to our headquarters with a penny. At that time, you were in Yutianbao. Because this was also a reasonable normal tax check procedure, so I did not disturb you. But this morning you asked about the cash flow that I can use at the headquarters now, and I think it is necessary to report this matter to you."

"British Taxation Office?" Lin Yuhong raised his brows and keenly noticed a trace of unstable factors. "It has been many years since we conducted a tax inspection on our consortium... Such a coincidence..."

The Blonde Secretary obviously failed to understand Lin Yuhong's "very coincidence" meaning, but just explained himself clearly, "In one week, all the working capital of our consortium will be greatly restricted from flowing. Fortunately, the consortium has not invested in any major projects recently, so there is no need to worry that this will affect the consortium's income."

Lin Yuhong's bad premonition became stronger and stronger. His eyes gathered on a stack of information on the table at this moment, which counted in detail the specific situation of Ling's acquisition by a hidden consortium over the past few months, including the expected number of shares of Ling's shares, and the evaluation of how much money was invested for this acquisition and the expected time to complete the acquisition of Ling's acquisition.

This is a precious information obtained by Lin Yuhong acquiring the five financial strongmen collected by the Tianbao Consortium after working for a week.

He hurriedly turned the statistics to the last page, and several estimated dazzling numbers appeared in front of Lin Yuhong's eyes, which made him tremble slightly, and his eyes showed a rare look of horror.

"Statistical evaluation, the total investment of the other party to acquire Ling's Group is 90 billion euros..." The acquisition is far higher than that of Ling's Group's total assets. Although there are still small profits after the acquisition is completed while guaranteeing capital, this cannot be regarded as the businessman's plan.

"It is estimated that the other party will acquire Ling's listed equity, which has fallen by 30 percentage points in the near future, suppress the stock price to the lowest point and carry out a fatal blow. The time to fully control Ling's Group is evaluated as one week later..."

"Anna, you go down first."

After the blonde secretary left, a look of hesitation flashed in Lin Yuhong's eyes, and he finally picked up the phone, "Old Bai, the situation is not optimistic, it's the specific thing... This matter is strange everywhere. The force behind the scenes of the Miss Ling Group has strong funds that are not inferior to our Tianbao Group, and has extremely deep connections with the top leaders of the British government... Judging from the current situation, I want to protect the Ling Group without any loss. It will take at least 150 billion euros to operate to succeed. If it is a fierce battle, it will cost at least 50 billion euros."
Chapter completed!