When Linda angrily broke into Kewell's office, Kewell was tasting the newly-baked cookies with relish. Seeing Linda, Kewell smiled: "Little girl, it's such a coincidence. I can give you three pieces. At most three pieces? Haha."

"Dad, I want to control calories." Linda was a little amused and crying about Cowell's enthusiasm. The more important reason was that Cowell's DIY's small cookies were so sweet that they were not in line with Linda's taste of a beautiful girl. Sitting down in front of Cowell, Linda curled her lips and complained, "The mad dog Dennis called just now. You can hide, but I can't. He made a fuss like crazy on the phone again, and his face was really disgusting."

Ignoring Linda's complaint, Cowell explained: "We gave Dennis a chance, and Dennis is willing to be the pioneer and to make Yikai's stock price below $50. We did not violate this alliance, and we were willing to support Dennis at the right time, but this does not mean that we have no independence and freedom. So now we have the opportunity, we have taken the opportunity to make a profit of more than $3 million. Is there anything wrong with this? Dennis can do the same?"

Yikai's stock price suddenly plummeted, and Cowell took the opportunity to make a small profit. There is no doubt that this behavior was a bit dirty, and it annoyed Dennis, and was found by Dennis. However, on Wall Street, as long as you can make money in the end, the dirty behavior immediately became tall and there was almost no moral point here. Therefore, Cowell's words seemed quite reasonable.

Linda was amused and laughed at such a sense of confidence again: "Dad, have you given up hundreds of millions for the sake of millions? Well, at least it has added a lot of difficulty to the mad dog? If you fail in the end, isn't that a big loss for the small?"

Cowell took a sip of coffee with a smile: "Little girl, if the mad dog can't even bear the pressure of millions, then what ability does he have to challenge that Chinese boy? And such pressure will sooner or later. In addition to me, there are others. It's better for us to eat this little biscuit first."

"But..." Linda was a little puzzled, "If we do this, if Dennis wins in the end, the profit we divided will be a big loss?"

"Linda." Cowell put away his smile, "I still want to remind you that you seem to be sure. I have been on Wall Street for so many years. My biggest experience is that I must not take a gamble until the last moment. Indeed, the Chinese boy seems to be doomed this time, but it depends on whether Dennis is worth it. If he can't do it well at the beginning? Will we go to save the situation? The agreement that had been agreed upon before does not exist at all! Remember! It can make little profits, but we must always stand on the side of the winner!"

“…”

Watching his most proud female student leave, Cowell smiled and shook his head. Then he became thoughtful: "Haha, I'm very curious, what would that Chinese boy do?"

...

Sure enough, Dennis was also familiar with Cowell's and the other person's urination. In addition to calling to vent his dissatisfaction, Dennis continued to suppress the stock price himself.

So after a brief rebound, Yikai's stock price fell rapidly again, and after falling to $55 this time, there was no favorable resistance, and it quickly approached the $50 mark...

At Jing Jian’s home, Jing Jian and Kent had no idea about the abnormality in Yikai’s stock price, and they were still discussing the recent company business.

"Bramble, after giving Kuwait that money, our own liquidity will break through the red line. I heard that China's VCD sales are good. Can we quickly recover funds?"

Jing Jian pinched his forehead, which was indeed a troublesome thing. Although VCD supply and marketing are booming, the sales market is basically in China to purchase spare parts from abroad, and instead, it is consuming a lot of foreign exchange and obtaining "useless" RMB.

Moreover, in order to control the financial risks, Jing Jian drew a red line, but there have been additional expenses recently, which has led to the continuous expansion of his financial risks.

After thinking about it, Jing Jian still felt that he could not stop the expansion of VCD business, so he was willing to temporarily use a large amount of foreign exchange and seize the market as much as possible. So he instructed: "All sales in Hong Kong are temporarily intercepted, and I will also find another channel to solve part of the working capital (HKD obtained from pirated VCD). Although we have broken through the red line, we have no major projects in the near future. It should be no problem to survive this time."

Kent thought for a moment and felt that such a problem was not a big deal. After all, it was just breaking the red line and still had about 30 million US dollars of liquidity. So he smiled and joked: "I thought you were going to force Maiting to pay debts?"

"Haha." Jing Jianle spoke, "Tell you a secret. Actually, I hate President Lincoln. It is okay to liberate black slaves, but the debt female slaves should be retained. I will definitely not be soft-hearted."

Amid the laughter, Jing Jian suddenly saw Panpan's little head exposed after seeing the sofa: "Huh? Why are you here?" Is this ghost elf daughter elusive?

Panpan held a ball and raised his little head: "Dad, Panpan heard it, you want Aunt Maiting to be a female slave! Humph!"

"Hey!" Jing Jian was so scared that he was trembling. Can these words let the women in the family know? That's not a big deal yet? It's really a mistake to say too much, "Haha, good daughter, come to daddy. Be obedient?"

Panpan looked alert: "No! I'm going to say it!"

"Haha, you must have heard it wrong just now?" Jing Jian continued to coax, "Little Guai Guai, what do you want? New clothes? New doll? Daddy bought it for you?"

Panpan's eyes rolled: "Then you agree, Panpan wants to ride a big horse!"

Some time ago, Jing Jian and his family went to the manor sent by Prince Fahd to play, so a group of children became obsessed with the pair of Arab horses. Obviously, for safety reasons, they would never let those naughty children ride, so today Panpan found an opportunity to threaten them.

"Uh..." The two evils were the least, and Jing Jian was about to go through the vagueness first, "No problem, no problem."

Seeing that Jing Jian was so easy to talk, Panpan immediately became more and more aggressive: "Panpan still wants to eat ice cream."

"This cold winter month...well, no problem, Daddy goes and buy it!"

“…”

After finally coaxing the little ancestor out, before Jing Jian took a breath, Qin Zi rushed into the door with great momentum: "Jing Jian, is there anyone who spoils children like you? Why are you ice cream?"

"Haha, I'm happy to celebrate the New Year! Once in a while!"

"And occasionally? What's going on with that female slave? Do you make it clear?"

“…”
Chapter completed!