Chapter 432: He Is Qu Wannian's Son-in-Law

These executives actually shouted in unison.

Yu Minghui felt his head buzz, as if someone had viciously hammered the top of his skull.

"Get out!!"

Like a madman, he pointed at the door:

"All of you, get out!"

That furious roar made the executives flinch, and they scurried out in disgrace.

Yu Minghui immediately grabbed the water glass on the desk and slammed it onto the floor.

Still unsatisfied, he also hurled an ornament off the office desk.

He had developed a trauma response now—any time he heard the words "something happened to the Chairman," he would lose control of his emotions.

After taking several deep breaths, he barely managed to calm himself down.

Hearing that things had gone quiet inside, the people outside gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Yu Minghui answered.

The executives pushed the door open and entered; this time no one spoke, and they carefully approached the desk.

Confirming Yu Minghui had calmed down, one of the executives ventured tentatively:

"Chairman, are you alright?"

"If you have something to say, say it." Yu Minghui said impatiently.

He had already braced himself.

With so many executives coming together, the matter was bound to be serious—possibly even trickier than yesterday's.

"Our acquisition plan has failed."

That executive's face was grim:

"Two rice companies and one rice processing plant all sent notices this morning saying they've already finalized a cooperation plan with another party, so we don't have a chance."

Cut off at the pass… Yu Minghui's mind went blank; he could hardly believe what he was hearing.

They'd been negotiating this acquisition for so long, and in just one day someone had beaten them to it?

It took him a long while to recover, and he asked:

"Do you know which company was competing with us?"

"We've already found out—it's Yisheng Group." That executive replied:

"The other side doesn't seem to care about offending us at all, so they didn't bother hiding it."

"Yisheng Group?" Yu Minghui murmured it twice, then suddenly felt something was off. He looked up at that executive:

"That doesn't add up—Yisheng Group isn't even in the food business. Why would they acquire a rice company?"

Are they sick in the head… he cursed inwardly.

We're not even in the same industry—what are you competing with me for, and over something as important as acquiring a rice company?

Isn't this just openly stealing a living right out from under Bai Tong?

"The other side didn't just sabotage our acquisition plan—they've also cut off our supply channels."

Another executive picked up:

"The few companies we've been working with have already said all their stock has been booked by Yisheng Group and won't be sold to anyone else."

This is a grudge match… Yu Minghui wasn't stupid; he immediately caught the meaning behind the executive's words.

He truly couldn't figure out why Yisheng Group would do this.

They normally had no contact at all; he only knew of them by name.

But one thing was clear to him—their financial resources were nothing he could match.

It was no exaggeration to say that, in terms of financial power, ten Baitongs couldn't compare to a fraction of Yisheng.

Different businesses, different heights.

Yisheng's core business covers all the mainstream sectors—real estate, finance, and so on—and in recent years they've even gotten into renewable energy projects.

Solar, wind power, for instance.

Green energy is something the state strongly promotes, and Yisheng has made quite a splash with it.

Put it this way—any single one of Yisheng Group's projects, if thrown out, Bai Tong wouldn't dare take it. The reason is simple: not enough money.

"Their moves were awfully fast."

Yu Minghui rubbed his throbbing brow:

"We negotiated that acquisition for so long, and they decided overnight? A group that big would definitely need a board meeting to study it."

He felt Yisheng had been a bit rash this time—cross-industry acquisitions can't be decided that quickly.

"Chairman, I do know a bit about Yisheng."

One of the executives stepped forward half a pace:

"A classmate of mine is in Yisheng's management. According to him, although all major decisions within the group have to go through the board, in reality, the one who actually makes the final call is Chairman Qu Wannian."

"You could say Yisheng is Qu Wannian's one-man show."

Before Yu Minghui could react, another executive added:

"For Yisheng, this acquisition doesn't even count as a major decision—I doubt they even held a board meeting."

So it was Qu Wannian's personal call… Yu Minghui finally understood.

These two executives were using a good-cop-bad-cop routine to tell him: Qu Wannian is out to get you.

After understanding, Yu Minghui was even more confused.

He and Qu Wannian had never had any dealings—how had he provoked such a big shot?

To put it bluntly, with his current strength, he wasn't even worth the other party's personal effort.

What happened?

First the officials came over and gave him a harsh beating, and immediately after, Qu Wannian brought the Yisheng Group over to cause trouble.

Could there be some kind of connection between them?

Or rather, were they simply breathing out of the same nostril?

"Go look into why Qu Wannian is doing this." Yu Minghui ordered.

He didn't believe the helmsman of a major group would launch an attack against another company for no reason.

There had to be some reason behind it.

"Chairman, there's no need to investigate."

The executive looked at him with a heavy, solemn expression, a complex, indescribable emotion showing in his eyes:

"The police officer who's recently been having trouble with Young Master Yu is Qu Wannian's future son-in-law. Almost everyone in the circle knows about this."

He paused briefly, as if observing Yu Minghui's reaction, then continued:

"Also, Qu Wannian has no sons under his knees, only one daughter. They say that daughter is the very apple of his eye."

"Moreover, Qu Wannian used to be a soldier and held an important position in the military."

At this point, the executive's voice dropped slightly:

"So that military bearing is still preserved in him to this day. Once he's set his mind on something, he absolutely won't change it easily."

It's over, he'd underestimated the enemy... Hearing the end of it, Yu Minghui's heart went cold by more than half.

When he'd investigated that little cop before, he'd only seen the most superficial layer.

Who could have expected that a kid from such an ordinary family could become the Qu family's son-in-law?

Isn't it said that high society insists on matching doors with doors and windows with windows? So why did the Qu family insist on picking someone like this?

Looking at it this way, he had absolutely no grievance.

A man of Qu Wannian's status—when his future son-in-law gets bullied to his face, he's bound to step up and back him up.

"What a perfect coordination."

Yu Minghui's face was now hideously ugly, and he muttered unconsciously:

"Officials and business circles seamlessly linked up—first they wounded my vital energy, and then Qu Wannian came up to stab me in the back."

He figured it out now: the officials hadn't sheathed their swords and stopped; they'd simply yielded the chance to finish the job.

When officials step in to wipe out a local enterprise, it's hard to avoid earning a reputation for bullying the small with the big, for settling personal scores in an official capacity.

But if in the end another enterprise stepped in to do it, the whole flavor of the matter would change completely.

That's called business competition—no one can find fault with it.

"This is a total wipeout."

After clearly seeing the situation before him, Yu Minghui didn't even have the thought of putting up a struggle.

Neither the officials nor the Yisheng Group was something he could contend with.

Just as he felt utterly despairing, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the doorway.

The Financial Director rushed into the room, an anxious expression on his face:

"Chairman, something's happened!"

(End of this chapter)