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A huge disappointnt and bitterness welled up in his heart... He forcibly suppressed the tumultuous emotions and chanically reported: "There are also... the funding chain has completely broken, the bank mortgage loan is due next week, and employee wages are severely in arrears..."

"Do you have a rough estimate of the funding gap?" Yan Yueqing interrupted him, precisely hitting the key point.

Lei Ran reported a shocking figure in a deadpan manner.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Yueqing’s voice was extrely light, almost indistinguishable whether it was surprise or understanding.

"Okay, I got it. Have the financial officer bring the accounts and details to see tomorrow morning." The tone was as calm as discussing what to have for breakfast.

Lei Ran felt a chill in his heart: "...Yes, President Yan."

This sounds too much like going through the motions...

Have the officer bring the materials for a report?

And then what? Realize it’s a bottomless pit while listening, and announce a complete abandonnt?

Or symbolically allocate so pocket money to let the company struggle on for a few more days?

On the other end of the phone, the other party’s voice continued as if it were only natural: "You don’t need to worry about the sea area renewal and bankruptcy application. Bring all the application materials for the sea area usage renewal tomorrow, send soone to wait at the Ocean Bureau, soone will handle it. As for the bankruptcy hearing, just pretend you never received the notification."

She seed to be arranging a trivial errand.

Lei Ran was completely speechless, knowing full well the Ocean Bureau’s difficulties, yet she said soone would handle it? Pretend not to have received the court’s bankruptcy hearing notice?

It’s complete folly!

He felt it would have been better not to receive this call...

To watch a clueless heiress accelerate the company’s demise?

Broken!

Totally broken!

"That’s it, handle things one by one, see you tomorrow morning." After speaking, Yan Yueqing decisively hung up.

Listening to the busy tone from the receiver, Lei Ran stood rigidly in place, not moving for a long ti.

After great hope ca even greater disappointnt!

The fla of his hope was doused, leaving only a wisp of smoke, precarious.

"Forget it... tomorrow morning... let’s just treat this as... the last dream." Lei Ran bitterly let go of the tightly held receiver, his palm full of cold sweat.

The next day.

As Yan Yueqing stepped into the Sea Star Company, Haidu’s damp, cold, salty air beca particularly thick.

In the decaying office building of Sea Star Company, the atmosphere was so heavy it could be wrung out, a sense of almost heroic persistence hit like a wave.

Lei Ran had already inford a few people last night that Yan Yueqing would be coming. The few remaining old employees were reluctantly gathered by him in the only relatively clean small eting room.

"Manager Lei, do we really need to make this trip?" Old Zhang, staying up all night, his eyes bloodshot, said, "The court’s summons has already arrived; bankruptcy liquidation is a foregone conclusion. The new boss? They’re just here to go through the motions, sign so papers. Why subject everyone to this jinx?"

Xiao Wang smiled bitterly: "Yeah, Brother Lei, the distributors cut off contact completely yesterday. I’m out of ideas... the warehouse..."

She looked at Old Fang, the latter opened his mouth but said nothing, heaved a heavy sigh.

The company’s situation was clear to everyone; in their view, today was just the formality to declare Sea Star’s end...

Who could possibly bring it back to life?

Lei Ran felt a heavy stone pressing on his heart, speaking out of courtesy: "President Yan is, after all, President Jiang’s daughter, officially taking over the company today. No matter the outco... everyone, pull yourselves together."

At that mont, a steady and powerful sound of high heels approached from afar.

The eting room door was pushed open, a clear but undeniable aura instantly poured in.

Lei Ran knew this was President Yan and her assistant.

Yan Yueqing, wearing an off-white coat, had an alluring and breathtaking cold beauty. Her ink-black hair draped over her shoulders, her eyes like deep cold pools, clear and detached. She was strikingly beautiful, yet carried an inexplicable pressure, like a god looking down, leaving people afraid to et her gaze.

Following her was a young man in a suit, a playful smile on his face, looking as if he were here on a holiday.

President Yan seed to have so semblance of a competent look, but that assistant...

Lei Ran increasingly felt—today was utterly hopeless...

Yet he pulled himself together and quickly stepped forward: "President Yan, you’ve arrived, these are our company’s remaining core employees..."

Yan Yueqing nodded slightly, her gaze swiftly sweeping over a few faces, without any pleasantries, walked directly to the main seat and sat down, getting straight to the point: "Manager Lei, besides the three urgent issues I asked you to organize last night, are there any others?"

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