Chapter 740: Submission

A rumble sounded.

Old Jia's complexion turned instantly ashen.

Isn't it that disaster shouldn't affect the family?

How does it also involve his family?

If that's the case, not only will he go to prison, but his family will also be left with nothing?

"Director Yang, this, this... the disaster shouldn't affect the family..."

Yang Qing let out a chuckle.

"Our Yang Family doesn't accept that logic."

"What we are owed, we will take back every single piece."

"However, rest assured, we don't kill people, we don't hand over money; we will only make them uneasy."

"As for going abroad..."

"That would be wonderful..."

Yang Qing's smile grew even brighter.

"If we get abroad, even better, we can take them back and exchange for money."

"It was Daxia that saved their lives."

Old Jia had been clever all his life, mastering schemes with ease, yet he never imagined the Yang Family could be so wicked.

Indeed, from Gangdao to the Earth Emperor, it couldn't be simple; Gangdao has so many societies, and they were all neatly dealt with by the Yang Family, so how could they possibly be easy to get along with?

At this moment, Old Jia regretted, regretted scheming against the Azure Dragon Securities Exchange.

You tried to borrow others' Earning Money, assuming they were easy to swindle, but didn't anticipate meeting a tough nut.

With a splash.

Old Jia's complexion this time was truly as white as death.

The fear in his heart was hard to resist...

"Director Yang, I was wrong, I accept punishment, I accept compensation, please don't harm my family."

"I'll go to prison, I'll hand over all the money..."

Now, in his mind, there is no more scheming or swindling.

One misstep leads to another.

All the pride in his heart vanished like smoke at this moment.

He only seeks self‑preservation.

Yang Qing glanced at him, this time not letting him rise.

He was thinking how to deal with this guy.

Whether to throw him straight into prison or make use of him as waste.

The impact is simply too great.

Losing money is minor; the impact is huge.

If we throw Old Jia into prison, he can get out after a few years.

But the repercussions of this matter cannot be erased in the short term.

A fraudulent company, just by bearing the Yang Family label, could even go public.

So many shareholders were duped, the root cause being trust in the Azure Dragon Securities Exchange.

Thus this kind of incident occurred.

The same applies to enterprises nationwide; after struggling to get in, slapping a Yang Family label lets them in easily.

You Yang Family are a one‑voice regime.

It's all because of your Yang Family.

Yang Qing's head ached terribly.

If such public opinion arises, it would be a massive blow to the Yang Family.

The Azure Dragon Securities Exchange, facing pressure, must also compromise.

Even if it performs excellently.

Therefore, the Yang Family must shoulder this responsibility, and must not let speculators get away; they must deter future offenders.

They also cannot let shareholders bear the loss.

Yang Qing looked at Old Jia.

Then he voiced his decision.

"First, you must bear all the losses; your family's entire assets must be liquidated for compensation, including stocks."

"Second, for the remaining unrecoverable losses, we will lend you the money, and you must sign a loan contract."

"This portion will be deducted from your salary and stock incentives until fully paid off."

"Third, you cannot shirk any legal responsibility, but we will fight for a suspended sentence so you can continue leading LeTV."

"Fourth, none of your family members may leave the country until you have repaid the debt."

"If you leave without permission, you bear all consequences yourself."

"Fifth..."

Yang Qing glanced at Old Jia, his gaze cold.

"Fifth, you'd better get LeTV in order, otherwise, hell is just a stone's throw away."

"You may stand up now."

Old Jia felt an icy chill throughout his body; they had calculated him down to his marrow.

All his methods were firmly grasped by others.

All that remained was to work desperately.

Tears streamed down silently; these were tears he shed for himself.

His life is over—working to repay debt, working to repay debt, endlessly.

How is this any different from ordinary beast-of-burden workers?

It's even worse than those beasts of burden—at least others can still go abroad to travel.

His entire family have become prisoners.

I don't know how his family will come to hate him.

The results of his many years of struggle were also wiped out in an instant.

Moreover, he must bear a huge debt.

Escape? Run? Stroll?

He had no confidence he could escape the Yang family's grasp.

Even if he defected to Yingjiang, it would be no use—he has nothing; who would care about him?

So he had no road left—only to become the Yang family's beast of burden.

Although he had somewhat resigned, he was unwilling; he still wanted to wheedle—if he didn't wheedle a bit, he'd be unwilling.

"Director Yang, LeEco has great prospects."

"You see, this is my plan: leveraging multimedia synergy, we can launch LeEco phones, LeEco TVs, LeEco video, and also invest in audio and music, thereby extending into daily life."

"We can even invest in electric vehicles."

"On the car, we can also install a large display screen, linking it with everything at home."

"By then, we can extend to LeEco door locks, LeEco refrigerators, LeEco smart homes..."

"Director Yang, LeEco's prospects..."

Yang Qing reached out and interrupted him.

"Don't use your wheedling tricks to play petty cleverness here."

"I only know that others who focus on making phones can't do it well; BYD has worked on electric cars for over ten years and still hasn't produced anything..."

"Anyone can draw a pie, but how many can actually deliver?"

"Anyone can brag."

"There's no need to use such lowly tricks to wheedle me."

"I only know that if LeEco fails, you'll end up miserable—really miserable."

"Here, you have no choice."

"Of course, you can also choose to resist a bit."

"I wish you success."

"You can go, do as I say, or I wish you good luck."

Yang Qing really didn't want to say more—every word out of his mouth was wheedling.

Moreover, this person is too good at acting.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have wheedled so many stars.

Yang Qing suddenly thought of something.

"From today onward, LeEco will no longer accept external financing."

"I will give you initial funding."

"If you fail to produce any results before the funds run out, you know the consequences."

He too fears this guy; for performance, he crazy-wheedles people—isn't that mutual destruction?

Don't even think about it.

Old Jia really regretted coming to see Yang Qing.

Otherwise, he still had two options.

If time could flow back, he would surely say to that man:

"I, choose the first—I will go to prison..."

But there are no 'ifs' in this world.

It was he himself who narrowed his own path.

Choosing the second is also fine—although he'd lose a lot of assets, his parents' modest foundation would be enough for him to make a comeback.

How did things come to this?

The Yang family is too unreasonable—where is there a road that gets narrower the further you go?

You, a big conglomerate, how can your methods be so despicable?