Chapter 1969

How could Zhou Andong and Mao Daiwei hold it against such a woman? They both said it didn't matter.

Seeing that the two didn't take offense, Guo Daoli breathed a sigh of relief. The two in front of him were people he couldn't reach even if he built a ladder.

Today, thanks to his son, he had established a relationship with these two. If this spendthrift woman ruined it, he would definitely hang her up and beat her when he got home; no one could stop him.

At this time, Chen Meimei noticed Zhou Anning, and her heart suddenly jumped wildly.

That bastard Guo Daoli only told her that they were eating with the parents of a child's classmate, but didn't tell her that one of them was Zhou Anning.

At the same time, thinking of her arrogance last year, her heart was filled with lingering fear. Who could have thought that Zhou Andong was this little girl's brother?

It was fortunate that she listened to Guo Daoli's words and didn't mess around; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

This woman was also very talkative; it really lived up to the saying that people who aren't of the same family don't enter the same house.

This meal lasted for more than two hours, and then they took the children shopping and bought a lot of toys.

At first, Guo Daoli scrambled to pay, but later Zhou Andong and Mao Daiwei also bought a lot of things for Guo Minggang.

In the evening, they went to a seafood hotel and had a seafood feast, and Guo Daoli scrambled to pay the bill again.

It was just a meal, and Zhou Andong and Mao Daiwei didn't refuse, as long as the friendship between the three children continued.

Their three families would definitely have times to meet and drink again, so it didn't matter who paid the bill this time.

It was already past eight o'clock when they returned home. Zhou Andong sat in the reception hall of the three-courtyard house, turned on the TV, and waited for news from Alice.

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New York, Waldorf Astoria Hotel!

The banquet hall, which could accommodate nearly a thousand people, was bustling with people, including almost a hundred famous media outlets from around the world.

On the rostrum at the very front sat the presidents and vice presidents of the top ten investment banks in the United States, including Bear Stearns, Goldman Sachs, Lehman Brothers, and JPMorgan Chase.

The discussion below had not stopped. The top ten investment banks were holding a joint press conference; was another financial crisis about to happen? Was the money in their pockets about to shrink again?

Seeing that the time had reached 9:30 AM, Goldman Sachs Vice President Tristan tapped the microphone in front of him.

The "dong-dong-dong" sound made the chaotic scene quiet down immediately, and everyone looked over in unison.

They were really worried that the money in their pockets would shrink. After all, the top ten investment banks were holding a joint press conference; the matter definitely wouldn't be small, and worry was normal.

"Respected gentlemen and ladies, good morning everyone."

"Clap—clap-clap—"

Applause rang out, but it was sparse and didn't sound enthusiastic at all.

If he weren't the Vice President of Goldman Sachs, there wouldn't even be this sparse applause.

"I am Goldman Sachs Vice President Tristan."

Tristan didn't care about the reaction of these reporters, but the process of self-introduction could not be omitted.

"Today, this press conference is jointly held by our ten investment banks, including Goldman Sachs, Lehman Brothers, JPMorgan Chase... You all should be able to imagine the seriousness of the matter."

Speaking of this, Tristan nodded to the President of Lehman Brothers beside him.

The President of Lehman Brothers turned on the slide projector, and the screen behind lit up.

Tristan scanned the crowd below: "What everyone is seeing now is Sony's financial fraud data."

Sony financial fraud?

With a roar, discussions arose, and the "uncrowned kings" were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Tristan and the others were very satisfied with their reaction.

"Dong-dong-dong..."

Tristan tapped the microphone, and the discussions below disappeared immediately, and it became quiet again.

"It's not just Sony's financial fraud, but also Toshiba's financial fraud, and the steel quality data fraud of Japan's Kobe Steel. It has tampered with the quality data of aluminum, copper, and other product strengths in 23 factories at home and abroad. The problematic products were used in airplanes, Shinkansen, etc."

"Mitsubishi Materials data fraud: the rubber seals produced had tampered data, reaching about 270 million, involving 229 customers."

"This product is widely used in equipment such as automobiles, ships, and aircraft engines. Also, Mitsubishi Copper products tampered with the most important strength and size data. The problematic copper products reached 879 tons, involving 29 customers, and the material is mainly used in the automotive industry."

"Japanese pharmaceutical company Kobayashi Chemical: 178 types of drugs have fraud records. Excessive hypnotic ingredients were mixed into oral drugs for athlete's foot and other diseases, causing health damage to more than 500 people."

"Japan's Toyo Tire: seismic isolation rubber components produced for railway vehicles, ships, and super-high-rise buildings had their performance data tampered with."

"It will affect at least 1,000 railway vehicles, including 240 high-speed Shinkansen vehicles and three super-high-rise buildings..."

The press conference lasted for an hour, announcing the fraud of 11 Japanese companies, and most of them were related to people's livelihood and safety.

As soon as the press conference ended, the "uncrowned kings" left quickly. Such big news, once released, would definitely shock the whole world, and a major earthquake in the Japanese stock market was inevitable.

And they also realized that the top ten investment banks holding this press conference definitely wanted to rob Japan; otherwise, these blood-sucking capitalists wouldn't have time to hold any press conference.

Now they weren't worried about the money in their pockets decreasing; instead, they had to hurry back and prepare to take this opportunity to follow along and have a sip of soup.

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Japan, Sony headquarters!

Watanabe Yasuto was still in the office looking at documents. It must be said that this old devil's energy was really not small.

He was almost sixty years old, and he was still working so late, and his two eyes were as bright as light bulbs, without a hint of fatigue.

"Ding-ling..."

Watanabe Yasuto grabbed the phone without even raising his head: "Moshi moshi... Nani?"

I don't know what the other party said, but Watanabe Yasuto stood up abruptly, and a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on his shiny, oily forehead.

He knew about the financial fraud, but it was also something he had always tacitly approved of; otherwise, how would the people below dare to do it?

"Clap!"

Watanabe Yasuto put down the phone heavily, then picked it up again and made more than ten calls in a row.

Half an hour later, all the directors of Sony arrived at the conference room; no one knew what had happened.

However, calling them all to the company so late must mean that something major had happened.

Watanabe Yasuto didn't waste words: "Just two hours ago, the top ten investment banks in the United States held a press conference on Wall Street and announced Sony's financial fraud data."

"Nani?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and one short devil with a toothbrush mustache still didn't believe it.

"Watanabe-kun, is the news reliable?"

"Of course it's reliable." Watanabe Yasuto said with a solemn face: "Tomorrow morning, you will be able to see it in the Asahi Shimbun."