"And we absolutely cannot sell all the US bonds, we cannot offend the Beautiful Country."

"Then sell three hundred billion. If Feng Shi can't come up with it, find other buyers and leave the rest as a risk reserve."

Everyone reached a consensus.

"Contact Feng Shi immediately."

Prime Minister's Official Residence.

Cynthia, who had just visited the ailing prime minister, walked out, as a bodyguard opened the car door.

"I didn't expect the Japanese to be so incompetent, only knowing how to rely on us."

Aifemel's disdain deepened, "At such a time, those Japanese conglomerates are still thinking about preserving their own interests."

Faced with such a historic major crisis, the Japanese conglomerates have certainly contributed, but if it's about sacrificing everything, it's obviously impossible.

Without a country, where comes the home.

Everyone understands the principle.

But those who can achieve it are few and far between.

Besides, in the eyes of those conglomerates, the country's situation hasn't reached a desperate point yet. There's still US bonds, right?

With US bonds in their pockets, why would they need to risk everything?

"Miss, should we contact..."

It's already a struggle to come up with five hundred billion US dollars, and now another three hundred billion - it's simply too much.

But it can't be ignored either.

We can only contact back home.

"Contact Jiang Chen."

Cynthia sat in the car.

Aifemel followed into the car, only then did she realize.

Contact who?

She looked over, surprised.

Having communicated with the Japanese prime minister, Cynthia's calm expression proved that Aifemel hadn't heard wrong.

"Miss, why?"

"If all the US bonds held by Japan are dumped, it will also deal a significant blow to us. Losing foreign exchange reserves will trap Japan forever on this isolated island, completely eliminated."

Aifemel frowned.

What it means for a country to have no foreign exchange, she certainly knew.

It means unable to trade with other countries.

And Japan being an island country extremely lacking in natural resources, many raw materials and food energy rely on imports.

Without foreign exchange, resources can't be bought, and without resources, the outcome is self-evident.

But the key is.

Even if another three hundred billion US dollars are taken out, Japan isn't entirely exhausted, isn't there still some US bond reserves?

Aifemel, who truly is a world-class high-IQ talent, swiftly came to a realization after a brief confusion.

"Miss, are you saying that the people of Shen Zhou are just luring us in, that there's more funds behind?"

Cynthia did not answer.

Aifemel was shocked.

Are the people of Shen Zhou really that wealthy?

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Dongyue Chemical.

Headquarters located in Tokyo's Minato Ward.

At its peak market value, Dongyue Chemical entered the world's top 400 for the first time, but now.

If calculated based on the latest market value, it's less than the last of the top 500.

And the time gap in between has only been a few months.

But that's how business is, ups and downs are normal.

Not just us are dropping, all Japanese companies are plummeting, with the most tragic ones seeing stock prices directly plunge by 80%!

In comparison, it seems not so hard to accept.

The mentality of worrying about inequality rather than scarcity exists everywhere.

Despite the domestic turmoil, as a cutting-edge company and an economic cornerstone, the more during such times, the more it must set an example and not follow the chaos.

So Dongyue Chemical took decisive countermeasures, firmly deciding to completely withdraw from the Shen Zhou Market, lay off all Shen Zhou employees, and hold meetings to plan for establishing a new subsidiary company to open up a new market to replace Shen Zhou.

"Uehara Maaya has worked for the group for many years, possessing excellent work capability and extensive overseas work experience. I propose appointing her as the president of the newly established subsidiary. She will definitely not disappoint the company's expectations."

The bald department head unequivocally spoke out, also supporting Uehara Maaya outside the hotel.

Sure enough.

You have to give to receive.

Without giving, where comes the return.

As a former high-ranking executive of the Shen Zhou company, after the Shen Zhou division was disbanded, Uehara Maaya lost her position, but unlike Pan Yang and other Shen Zhou employees who were fired, she was sitting in the meeting room, waiting for the new appointment.

Uehara Maaya's resume has just been introduced, undoubtedly meritorious, even just in handling the Shen Zhou employees, she has already made an indelible contribution to the company, reducing the cost burden for the company at this critical juncture.

Such talent, the company certainly cannot fail, especially with the department head's strong support.

The executives and shareholders present nodded silently, clearly quite satisfied with Uehara Maaya.

"Regarding the appointment of Uehara Maaya as the president of the newly established subsidiary, we will now vote. Those in favor, please raise your hand."

Unsurprisingly.

One by one, hands of various thickness were raised.

With Xu Jing, or rather Uehara Maaya's current status, she surely didn't have the qualification to sit at the conference table, sitting by the wall behind the department head, and even though she had anticipated the outcome, when the moment came, she still couldn't help but hold her breath, her heart racing with excitement.

"The majority is in favor."

The chairman of Dongyue Chemical's board surveyed the room and nodded, stating: "The new personnel appointments are as follows, Uehara Maaya will be appointed..."

"Hold on."

Suddenly.

The meeting room door was pushed open from the outside.

The chairman's speech was interrupted.

Uehara Maaya, who had clenched her fists, abruptly turned her head.

So did the executives of Dongyue Chemical.

The board secretary stood at the door with a troubled expression.

The department head, who was smiling just moments ago, stiffened his smile, then unconsciously frowned.

"Who let you in?"

He immediately rebuked.

Apart from him, the biggest reaction undoubtedly came from Uehara Maaya.

Seeing Pan Yang walking in, she, who was sitting by the wall, ready to embrace a bright future, was stunned.

"A board meeting is convening, why wouldn't I come."

Pan Yang, utilizing the fluent Japanese honed at Dongyue Chemical, strode in, facing a group of big figures he never had the qualification to meet before, without a hint of stage fright, observing the grand meeting room, calmly said: "It seems there's a chair missing."

"Where are the security guards? What are they doing? Kick him out!"

The department head barked at the board secretary at the door.

Strangely, the board secretary still did not move, and besides looking troubled, there was a layer of amazement in his expression.

"Stop wasting time, wasn't there a meeting? You can continue now."

Pan Yang said calmly, then turned his head.

"General Manager Fang."

That's right.

He didn't come alone.

Aside from Fang Qing by his side, there were also several elite members from Tianci Capital's legal team behind him. Having rested for so long, they had to get to work.

Fang Qing gave a signal to her subordinates behind her.

Several legal elites immediately picked up and took out folders from their briefcases, stepping forward to distribute them.

A copy was placed in front of each of Dongyue Chemical's senior executives.

Without exception.

The department head received one as well.

Of course.

Except for Xu Jing sitting by the wall.

Seeing everyone else picking up the documents, the department head could only hold back his emotions and picked up the document; it wasn't long before his face froze like he had seen a ghost, tightly staring at the black and white words on the paper, his eyes seemingly about to pop out.

"On behalf of Dongyue Chemical's second-largest shareholder, I am authorized to attend this board meeting. Can a chair be brought in now?"

Pan Yang stated calmly and confidently.

Yes.

Concise and clear.

Perfectly explained.

The executives all looked shocked, whispering, discussing among themselves.

"Impossible!"

A sharp voice suddenly erupted; Uehara Maaya stood up, losing her composure, her chair hitting the wall hard, she stared intently at Pan Yang, her well-maintained face appeared twisted and hideous.

"Where are the security guards? Get him out!"

A person waiting for an official role is, before the appointment, practically unemployed.

And even at the worst, even if she succeeds, as the president of the new subsidiary, could she have the authority to issue orders and shout in front of the headquarters' leadership?

So who exactly has lost their mind?

Pan Yang didn't ignore her, but his expression showed no emotional fluctuation.

After glancing at Xu Jing, he then withdrew his gaze.

"I object."

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