Not long after Ling Feng finished speaking, Lin Siqi saw Tang Ru, whose pretty face was slightly flushed, walking over from the stairs.
Lin Siqi felt a sense of inferiority and self-blame when facing Tang Ru, her eyes darting away.
"Siqi, are you alright?"
Tang Ru could tell that Lin Siqi had been quite frightened. She leaned over, speaking softly with concern, and poured her a cup of hot water.
"I, I'm fine. Ling Feng saved me." Lin Siqi held the cup, her body still trembling.
Tang Ru noticed Lin Siqi's unusual complexion. Before she could ask further, she heard Ling Feng say, "Siqi caught a chill and has a slight fever. Take her upstairs for a bath. I remember you have medicine in your upstairs room. I'll trouble you to take care of her."
"Okay."
Tang Ru agreed readily and then took Lin Siqi upstairs.
Ling Feng, meanwhile, sat quietly on the living room sofa, calmly sipping tea.
After finishing a cup of tea, Yang Fei walked in from outside. Although there was no trace of blood on him, he was permeated with the smell of blood.
"Heavenly Venerate, more than eighty percent of Wuhu Group's martial arts experts have been eliminated. The remaining ones have fled, and all their subordinate branches have been wiped out!"
Yang Fei reported expressionlessly, as if he had just completed a trivial task.
"Mm, well done," Ling Feng said calmly. "The ones who kidnapped Siqi today were the Six Ghosts of South China."
Yang Fei was not overly surprised by this. He reported, "These people were not invited by Lei Zhengtang. My subordinate investigated and found that Lei Zhengtang's second uncle, Lei Qianjun, returned to Hanjiang today. This Lei Qianjun is the chairman of the Qianjun Group in Modu, with considerable wealth and extensive connections!"
"Lei Qianjun?"
Ling Feng murmured the name, then nodded and said, "You may go and rest."
Yang Fei paused slightly. "Heavenly Venerate, although Wuhu Group has paid a price for their foolish actions today, this Lei Qianjun..."
"No hurry. Let him make his move."
Ling Feng waved his hand gently, his words carrying a sense of effortless ease.
As his words fell, Ling Feng's figure had already drifted upstairs.
When Yang Fei looked back, Ling Xiaoran's room door had just closed.
Yang Fei shook his head and muttered with a wry smile, "Heh, it seems Heavenly Venerate is disappointed with Wuhu Group's repeated counterattacks."
In fact, Ling Feng was indeed disappointed. The person he had been waiting for had never appeared.
And this Lei Qianjun, just by his background, indicated that he was not the person Ling Feng was waiting for!
The next morning, Lin Siqi personally made breakfast for everyone, which made Ling Xiaoran happily run around the house. xxs1
Ling Feng was also infected by the atmosphere, and his usually cold expression seemed to soften a little.
That day, he didn't go anywhere, staying at home to accompany Ling Xiaoran, occasionally guiding Hong Tianci through a few moves in the yard.
As for Yang Fei, he was sent out by Ling Feng to inquire about Wuhu Group's movements.
In the afternoon, Hong Tianci was sent away by him.
After all, he held a high position in the military region and could not stay here for an extended period.
At the same time, Lin Siqi also returned to her shop. To prevent similar incidents from happening again, Ling Feng redeployed the people who had been protecting Ling Xiaoran to become security guards at that mall, secretly protecting Lin Siqi.
"Heavenly Venerate! Wuhu Group is making a move!"
Three days after the kidnapping incident, just after breakfast, Yang Fei came behind Ling Feng and bowed to report.
"Report."
Yang Fei opened his phone and projected the screen onto the wall. It was an interview.
"Baiyan Mountain is the location of Hanjiang's vital dragon脉, the source of its fortune. As the saying goes, all things in heaven and earth draw power from the dragon脉..."
On the screen, an old man with a white beard, dressed in a dark blue long gown, appeared with a look of compassion, speaking volubly and endlessly.
"If Baiyan Mountain were leveled, it would be like severing the dragon脉. Our Hanjiang's economy would inevitably regress by thirty years, and countless people would end up with broken homes and ruined lives! Lingtian Group's actions will surely incur the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people..."
After the video, which lasted over a minute, played out, Ling Feng's expression remained unchanged, though a hint of anger flickered in his brows.
Yang Fei stepped forward to explain, "This person is called Qing Guan Zhenren. He is said to be a renowned Feng Shui master in Jiangbei Province. It can be confirmed that this person was invited to Hanjiang overnight!"
Ling Feng nodded slightly, his five fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop.
Yang Fei immediately fell silent, knowing that Ling Feng was thinking.
Beep beep beep...
The phone rang. Ling Feng answered without even looking at it, casually asking, "Is the construction site being blocked?"
Tang Zhao, on the other end, was stunned for a moment before responding repeatedly.
"Yes! Mr. Ling, many people have arrived at the scene and surrounded our construction site, protesting our continued construction!"
"The situation is temporarily under control, but we can no longer proceed with construction, otherwise, someone might get hurt!"
Tang Zhao finished describing the situation at the construction site in one breath.
Ling Feng said faintly, "Get to the point."
"This... Mr. Ling, not only are people protesting the construction, but our company has also been subjected to many violent attacks."
"The Lingtian Group building was just hit with a Molotov cocktail, causing a small explosion. Fortunately, no one was injured..."
"Anything else?"
Ling Feng's expression remained impassive as he continued to press.
Sweat beaded on Tang Zhao's forehead. He dared not avoid the important and focus on the trivial any longer.
"The stock prices of two of our group's subsidiaries have plummeted. Furthermore, because our project affects the entire economic situation of Hanjiang, the stocks of other listed companies have also been affected, and many shareholders are selling their shares."
"If this continues, we... our capital flow may be cut off! And public sentiment will be disrupted, bringing great obstacles to our engineering projects."
Ling Feng finally received the crucial information, but he didn't act as if the sky was falling. Instead, a cold, disdainful smile curved his lips.
"It's 9:54 now. What's the situation with the stock price decline?"
Tang Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead, not daring to hide anything. "Less than twenty-four minutes after the market opened, the stock prices of two of our subsidiaries have hit their lower limit. Lu Youhai can't take it anymore and almost jumped off the mountain!"
Upon hearing this, a flicker of contempt flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.
Under Lingtian Group, only the companies of Tang Zhao and Lu Youhai among the five individuals were listed.
Therefore, besides Lu Youhai, Tang Zhao was also affected by the stock price plummet.
As for Lu Youhai, who couldn't bear it and wanted to jump off a cliff on the first day of the stock price drop, his psychological fortitude truly disappointed Ling Feng.
However, he was somewhat satisfied with Tang Zhao's performance.
"What about the situation of other listed companies in Hanjiang?" Ling Feng asked indifferently.