"Bang"--

Qiao Chengfan suddenly fired, shattering the rearview mirror of the Porsche in front of him!

The lens was shattered all over the place!

A Yong held the gun vigilantly: "Mr. Ji!"

"Don't move, it's okay." Ji Changmu held the phone, his expression calm and restrained, "Mr. Qiao, do you really think I won't fight back?"

"Try fighting back." Qiao Chengfan sneered, "This is just a warning. If you are still in the capital in three days, the bullet will go through your skull."

After saying that, the Bentley turned around and drove out of the countryside.

Ayong was very angry: "Mr. Ji, why don't you let me do it? This man is too arrogant!"

"In the capital, you are no match for him."

"Mr. Ji, is that all?"

"Let's go back to Huanhua."

A Yong could only be angry with himself and could not do anything to Ji Changmu.

After the brief confrontation, the open space on the outskirts returned to deep tranquility.

Ji Changmu's face was calm and calm, everything was as usual, he chatted on the phone with his subordinates for a while, and communicated with his partners.

Back in Huanhua, Furball jumped into his lap, and he opened his laptop to reply to emails.

Everything was so calm, as if nothing had happened.

afternoon.

Ji Changmu opened his notebook and saw several news from the financial circles in Beijing.

He no longer pays much attention to matters in the financial world. Only occasionally when Chang Hao asks for help, he will give him some advice. Most of the time, he doesn't even read the news.

But the exception to today's news is from Joe's.

The stock of a brand under Joe's Group was maliciously shorted, the stock price fell, and shareholders sold their shares one after another.

An ordinary piece of news from the financial world.

But Ji Changmu knew very well that it was probably Qiao Chengfan's think tank who was behind the malicious short selling. The purpose was very simple. The large share holder of this brand was probably Qiao Muyuan.

Shorting 5% of Qiao Muyuan's shares, and then vacating the cage for birds, turned Qiao Muyuan's shares into an unprofitable piece of paper.

The Qiao Group will suffer losses, but the one who will suffer the biggest loss is Qiao Muyuan.

It would be easy for Qiao Chengfan to deal with Qiao Muyuan.

Sure enough, at night, Qiao Muyuan went home crying.

She doesn't know anything about finance, but if the stock price falls, the shares in her hand are worthless.

Rumors also say that Joe's may make business adjustments and sell sub-brands whose stock prices have fallen.

Her brother had said before that if she insisted on being with Ji Changmu, he would take away the only 5% of her shares. Qiao Muyuan knew that it would be easy for him.

This must be my brother's strategy, but why go into such a big fight!

She was indeed spending money lavishly. Her brother must have felt that she and Ji Changmu could not live a poor life, and would beg him to return to Qiao's house.

Unfortunately, her brother never understood her and was unwilling to communicate with her.

This was the first serious disagreement between the siblings in so many years. She didn't expect that this disagreement would leave them no room for negotiation.

After returning to Huanhua, Qiao Muyuan just cried to Ji Changmu and said that the shares in his hands were worthless and that he would have no money to spend in the future.

Qiao Muyuan didn't say the rest.

Ji Changmu hugged the little girl who threw herself into his arms, gently stroked her soft long hair, and clasped her slender waist with his other hand.

"Brother Ji, what will I do if I have no money to support you in the future?"

"Wouldn't that just give me a chance to support you?"

"But I am good at spending money."

"I'm pretty good at making money too."
Chapter completed!