indianbanksassociation Chapter 187 Zhou Lixing: Lin Zhou? Just an actor, I'll play him to death.
Chapter 187 Zhou Lixing: Lin Zhou? Just an actor, I'll play him to death.
Zhou Lixing sat upright in that jet-black leather office chair, the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him reflecting the glitz and glamour of the entire capital city.
He wasn't in a hurry to retaliate against Lin Zhou, nor was he as foolish as Zhao Jianguo to hire online trolls to spread negative information. In his eyes, such methods were as base as primitive wooden sticks, while what he held in his hands was the nuclear weapon of modern civilization—capital.
"The battles in the entertainment industry are always inseparable from scripts, popularity, and awards."
Zhou Lixing gently swirled the whiskey in his glass, the ice cubes striking the glass with a crisp, cold sound.
"But in my opinion, this is ultimately just children's play. It's hard to ruin an artist because they have fans and works. But it's as easy as crushing an ant to destroy a company."
He put down his wine glass and swiped his long, slender fingers across the tablet.
The screen displayed a densely packed diagram of Starry Sky Media's equity structure, as well as its financial statements for the past six months.
This was Zhou Lixing's first task after returning to China.
"Su Qingge is very ambitious. Starry Sky Media has recently staked almost all of its working capital to pave the way for Lin Zhou and for those so-called 'big productions.' Starry Sky is now like a skyscraper with a magnificent exterior but a hollowed-out foundation. If I just gently remove one of the load-bearing beams, it will collapse with a bang."
Zhou Lixing looked at his assistant standing in the shadows, his eyes revealing a morbid excitement.
"Go, call President Wang of Huasheng Bank. Tell him that Huangchao has a billion-dollar project to discuss with him, and also mention the three-hundred-million-dollar loan to Xingkong Media that is about to expire."
The assistant lowered his head knowingly.
"Understood, young master. Banks are most afraid of risk. As long as we let them know that Starry Sky Media's financial situation is unstable, they will be more eager than anyone else to collect the debt."
"This is just the first step."
Zhou Lixing stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
"The second step is to contact those short-selling institutions that have good relations with us. Tomorrow, as soon as the market opens, I want to see a lot of rumors circulating about Starry Sky Media's 'unfinished projects' and 'tax evasion.' Coupled with news of banks withdrawing loans, I want to cause Starry Sky's stock price to plummet to the circuit breaker level within three days."
A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"When Su Qingge realizes she's desperate and doesn't even have money to pay her employees, I'll appear as a savior and devour the starry sky at rock-bottom prices."
"By then, what will Lin Zhou be? He'll just be a contract in my hands, a tool to make money, someone I can play with however I want... just an actor."
……
At the same time.
In the kitchen of the Lin family villa.
Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled patterns on the floor.
Lin Zhou was wearing a blue plaid apron and holding a frying pan, skillfully flipping the heart-shaped fried eggs inside.
The sizzling sound, accompanied by the aroma, is full of the warmth and comfort of everyday life.
"Dad, I want mine a little burnt!"
Nuonuo, with her hair tied in crooked pigtails, sat on a high stool, her little feet dangling back and forth.
"Okay, I guarantee it will be crispy and fragrant."
Lin Zhou smiled and replied.
His movements were elegant and composed, showing no trace of the frenzied energy he displayed on stage last night.
Just as he was about to scoop out the eggs.
"hiss--"
Lin Zhou's right eyelid twitched suddenly without warning.
The frequency is extremely high.
The feeling was like a needle gently pricking under the skin.
Lin Zhou frowned and put down the spatula.
"Ding!"
The system notification sound, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became unusually jarring in my mind.
[A malicious financial attack targeting industries associated with the host has been detected.]
[Attack source: Senior management of Dynasty Entertainment.]
[Attack methods: banks withdrawing loans, malicious short selling in the secondary market, and media attacks.]
[Risk Assessment: Extremely High. If not addressed promptly, the related target, "Starry Sky Media," will enter bankruptcy liquidation proceedings within 72 hours.]
Lin Zhou's eyes instantly turned cold.
That approachable and gentle feeling quickly faded, replaced by the sharpness of Lanling Wang when he revealed his face.
"Malicious financial attack?"
He sneered inwardly.
"Zhou Lixing, is it? You just got back and you're already thinking of going big?"
He had thought the other party would do something underhanded in the entertainment industry like Zhao Jianguo, but he didn't expect this young master to be so ruthless, directly targeting Su Qingge's hard work.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Nuonuo noticed Lin Zhou's unusual behavior and tilted her head to ask curiously.
"The egg is going to burn!"
Lin Zhou snapped out of his daze, quickly turned off the stove, and the frost on his face instantly melted away, replaced by that doting smile.
"It's okay, Dad was just thinking about what kind of candy to buy for Nuonuo later."
He put the fried egg into a plate and brought it to Nuonuo.
"Eat quickly. When Mom comes downstairs later, let's not tell her the eggs were a little bit burnt. It's our secret, okay?"
"good!"
Nuonuo happily raised her little fork.
Looking at his daughter's innocent smiling face, Lin Zhou gently tapped his fingers on the marble countertop.
He did not panic.
On the contrary, his brain was working at an unprecedented speed.
"System, retrieve Zhou Lixing's overseas asset change records for the past three years."
He gave the instructions in his mind.
"Since you want to play the capital game, then I'll play along. Let's see if your empire is bigger and more powerful, or if this 'actor' has more tricks up his sleeve."
At this time.
The sound of hurried high heels came from the stairs.
Su Qingge came downstairs dressed in a smart business suit, her phone vibrating incessantly in her hand.
Her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, and she didn't even notice Lin Zhou.
"Huh? Sister Hong, what did you say? Huasheng Bank suddenly rejected the extension request?"
"Furthermore, several venture capital firms have also withdrawn their letters of intent?"
Su Qingge gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white.
"I understand, I'll be at the company right away."
She hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down. When she turned to look at Lin Zhou, she forced a smile.
"Honey, there's been a little emergency at work, so I'm skipping breakfast and have to go now."
Lin Zhou stepped forward, without asking any questions, and gently straightened her slightly disheveled collar.
"Don't overwork yourself, and remember to drink warm water."
"Don't worry, the sky won't fall."
He leaned over and gently kissed Su Qingge on the forehead.
Su Qingge felt the warmth, her tense body relaxed slightly, she nodded, and hurriedly left.
Watching the nanny van drive out the gate.
Lin Zhou took off his apron and tossed it onto the chair.
He took out his phone and dialed a number he hadn't called in a long time.
That was a crazy guy he met overseas when he was working on code; he specialized in hedge funds.
"Hello, it's me."
Lin Zhou's voice was cold and clear, exuding an undeniable air of dominance.
"Check my account for me, and while you're at it, prepare a leveraged fund in the tens of billions."
"Yes, I'm going to target a stock."
"The name is... Dynasty Entertainment."
……
The top floor of the Royal Dynasty Building.
Zhou Lixing had no idea that he had become the prey.
He pressed the hands-free button on his desk.
On the other end of the phone, President Wang of Huasheng Bank spoke in a fawning voice:
"Young Master Zhou, it's all taken care of. We've just issued an official letter demanding that the loan to Starry Sky Media be repaid within 48 hours."
"very good."
Zhou Lixing lit a cigar, the white smoke blurring his face.
"Notify the secondary market to release the news that Xingkong's funding has dried up, and start dumping shares."
"The loan to Starry Sky Media has been stopped."
"Let's begin now."