"Miss Bai wants to renegotiate cooperation with me?"
"Hmph!" Bai Huamei snorted coldly, turning away without answering Jiang Che's question.
"My request is very simple..." Jiang Che continued. "I just want Miss Bai to transfer 10% of her shares in Anbao Group to me."
"What did you just say?" Bai Huamei froze for a moment and looked at Jiang Che in disbelief. She hadn't expected him to be this bold—asking for 10% of the shares right from the start?
She knew that not all of Dulong Security Group's shares were in her hands. She held 51%, while the rest were controlled by the veteran shareholders of the company. And now, this guy, Jiang Che, wanted 10%? How greedy!
"No. I can't agree to this," Bai Huamei rejected him outright without even considering it.
With 51% of the shares, she maintained absolute control over the company. Everyone in Dulong Security Group listened to her. If she gave Jiang Che 10%, she would lose her majority stake and, with it, her authority.
She wasn't a fool—how could she agree to such an unreasonable demand?
If Jiang Che had simply asked for money, she could have just paid him off and ended things peacefully. But he wanted shares? He wanted a piece of her company? What a profiteer!
"Miss Bai, are you sure you won't reconsider?"
"If you don't, I'll have to leave." Jiang Che glanced at his watch. "It's already three in the afternoon. Bureau Chief Wang should still be in his office."
Bai Huamei: …
"I agree," she said at last, but then added, "However, you'll have to give me some time to have my lawyer draft the documents."
She wasn't giving in so easily—she was stalling. As long as she had time to send out a warning, she could call reinforcements.
Even if Jiang Che was skilled in martial arts, could he really take on a hundred men alone?
This profiteer! Did he really think Ye Meigui was an easy target?
"No need for that, Miss Bai," Jiang Che said calmly, pulling out a pre-prepared share transfer agreement and placing it in front of her. "I've already drafted the documents for you. You just need to sign them."
Bai Huamei: …
She gritted her teeth. This bastard had already planned everything!
"Jiang Che, always leave room for future encounters," she warned. "Don't push people too far."
Her voice was ice-cold, her fists clenched in frustration. Her chest heaved slightly with anger, her emotions barely contained.
"I'm simply discussing business with you, Miss Bai," Jiang Che said with a smirk. "When have I ever bullied anyone?"
"If you're unwilling to sign, I'll just find someone else to work with."
Seeing that Jiang Che was about to get up and leave, Bai Huamei grabbed a pen and signed the contract. Her movements were quick and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
She had no doubt—this profiteer would actually go through with his threat!
Ding!
"Congratulations to the host for successfully blackmailing Bai Huamei. This blackmail has been rated S-level..."
"Rewards are being distributed..."
"Congratulations! The host has received 2,000 plot points."
"Congratulations! The host has been awarded New Year's Day x3."
"Congratulations! The host has obtained 10 human infant hiccup pouches."
Jiang Che looked at the rewards from the system, and the corner of his mouth twitched. His face darkened immediately.
What the hell?
Plot points and New Year's Day rewards were fine. But what the hell was a human infant hiccup pouch?
He was the dignified chairman of the Jiang Group. Did he look like he needed something so useless?
There was absolutely nothing worthwhile in this S-level reward!
"Now, you can destroy those documents," Bai Huamei said coldly, her gaze locked onto the file bag beside Jiang Che.
"Of course," Jiang Che said, smiling. "I am a man of my word."
He took out a lighter and, right in front of Bai Huamei, burned all the documents to ashes.
Watching the paper turn to cinders and scatter on the floor, Bai Huamei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"If there's nothing else, please leave, Mr. Jiang," she said bluntly.
Right now, just looking at him infuriated her.
It wasn't about the money—she had plenty. But by losing 10% of her shares, she had also lost her absolute control over Dulong Security Group. How could she not be angry?
"Then, Miss Bai, I suppose we'll meet again soon," Jiang Che said as he turned to leave.
"Mr. Jiang," Bai Huamei called out, her voice eerily calm. "You'd best be careful when you leave."
"Make sure to watch your back on the way home…"
She was smiling, but her threat was clear as day.
She was very dissatisfied with how Jiang Che had handled things.
Jiang Che stopped mid-step, then turned back to her, his gaze sharp and dangerous.
"Are you threatening me?"
He walked up to Bai Huamei, his eyes cold.
At 1.85 meters tall, he towered over her. Bai Huamei, at around 1.7 meters, was only slightly shorter due to her high heels.
"You could take it that way," she replied coolly, meeting his gaze without fear.
"Miss Bai, you certainly have guts," Jiang Che said, his voice low. "Aren't you afraid that I'll report you the moment I walk out of here?"
As he leaned in slightly, he caught a glimpse of the whiteness beneath her collar…
"Didn't you, Mr. Jiang, threaten me first?" Bai Huamei countered.
"If worst comes to worst, we both go down together!"
Jiang Che chuckled. "I suppose it wouldn't be impossible for you to try."
"But let me give you some advice—you should be more careful in the coming days."
His words were layered with meaning. With that, he turned and left.
His goal had been achieved. There was no need to waste any more time with Bai Huamei.
And he wasn't afraid of her retaliation.
As she watched Jiang Che's figure disappear from sight, Bai Huamei's face darkened, her shoulders trembling with rage.
She had never been this humiliated before!
She had wanted to make one final threat, to regain some dignity.
But to her dismay, Jiang Che hadn't taken the bait at all.