Darkstone Code-Chapter 892 - 890: The Solution
With a bang, Lime’s entire body started to tremble violently, some of the wires restraining him even embedded into his flesh.
It hurt so much!
A heavily hairy guy forcefully broke Lime’s left leg, swinging a baseball bat wildly at everything around.
If Lime’s screams hadn’t woken him up, he might have killed Lime.
The president of Every Moment was panting heavily, just now his brother called him, telling him to return if he couldn’t solve the problem here.
Go back?
What a joke!
Is Mariluo a place fit for people?
Compared to assassins who might leap out from anywhere at any moment, the Federation is the place where the upper class should reside.
More importantly, power!
After going back, he would lose all his power, his nephews who had never liked him would not give him a chance to regain power, and there were issues between him and his brother too.
It just hadn’t been exposed before because he had been doing well in the Federation, even if they wanted to trouble him, they had no excuse.
But this time, he found it hard to continue opposing his brother.
"Tell me, does Lynch have connections with those people?" he glanced sideways at Lime, who was tied to a chair, knowing this man was Lynch’s partner.
In the Federation, if you have enough money, there is no information you can’t find out.
Such as who’s shorting Every Moment.
The stock exchange directly gave him a name, don’t look at him now as the president of Every Moment Group in the Federation, but at heart, he’s still a Mariluoan.
The genes of the Mariluoans naturally harbor brutality, when they ruled Mariluo with high pressure, they arbitrarily suppressed and massacred the Mariluoans, making them think they were descendants of gods, hence the gods bestowed them with various privileges.
Now, in his rage and fear, he shed the cloak of civilization, revealing his true nature.
He never considered resolving issues more civilly, opting instead to have Lime kidnapped and tortured.
At this moment, his only thought was to prove that Lynch was connected to this hijacking, as long as he could prove that, he could find a way to pass the blame onto others.
Whether it’s Lynch or anyone else.
But what could Lime know, he’s not even considered a true core member of the Lynch Group, just one of the partners, like Richard who "committed suicide" not long ago.
"I don’t know, Lynch never told me these things, he just asked me to build a position to short Every Moment, that’s all!" Lime shouted hysterically.
This son of a bitch has been torturing him for three days, during which the only question was why he and Lynch shorted Every Moment and whether they were involved in the hijacking plans.
Lime himself was clueless about this, he didn’t even know why Lynch predicted Every Moment would crash.
If it wasn’t for his blind trust in Lynch, he would have suspected that Lynch wasn’t thinking clearly and was planning to evaporate his wealth to give back to society!
Shorting when everyone thought Every Moment would continue to grow slowly, it has nothing to do with courage, it’s just pure stupidity.
But he succeeded, and at this point, even Lime himself started to wonder if this was Lynch’s tactic?
The capitalists in the Federation basically have no "integrity" or "morals" to speak of, during the brutal early developments of the Duncan Clan, some of their competitors always met with accidents.
These people either went missing during an outing, only to be found half-eaten in a bear’s den, or accidentally met with misfortune in life.
Falling objects from high places, fires, drowning, and the like.
As long as there is enough return on investment, staging a shocking kidnap doesn’t seem like something unacceptable.
The president of Every Moment was like a wounded beast, tearing at his hair as he paced back and forth, the madness on his face and the craziness hidden in his eyes made Lime not dare to let out a sound of pain, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.
He walked back and forth several times before suddenly stopping, pointing at Lime, "Don’t let me find out you’re involved in this, or else..." he jabbed his finger a few times, then turned to leave.
It’s not a good time to waste time on this waste, if he could, he would have already killed Lime, but killing now would be of no benefit and might even leave a hidden danger for himself.
It’s already nine o’clock in the evening, he returned to his room, he had an appointment with a Senator at this time for a call, he needed someone to give him strong support at this time, having several or more Senators would be good news.
No matter whether the Federation Government eventually launches a safety investigation into Every Moment, with the inclusion of these Senators, at least he can ensure he won’t be excessively targeted.
As long as he could hold on, considering the Federation’s consumption concept of Kleve, the company’s market value would soon bounce back.
But he waited fifteen minutes, and the Senator still hadn’t called, forcing him to dial the Senator’s number himself, only to have the call answered by the Senator’s wife.
"Sorry, sir, my husband hasn’t come back yet, he might still be at work?"
"Why not call later, or leave a name, and I’ll pass the message along when he returns."
The Senator stood beside his wife, nodding slightly, giving her some praise and encouragement for her lie.
The CEO of Every Moment couldn’t possibly be unaware that the other party was deliberately avoiding him?
He himself knew that with a problem involving hundreds of wealthy individuals, ordinary Senators simply couldn’t handle it.
It’s not just one or two people; a little favor won’t let both parties shake hands and reconcile, it’s hundreds!
After the call ended, the Senator’s expression wasn’t optimistic at all, instead looking somewhat troubled.
This is a problem that the vast majority of Senators have to face—how to deal with it when they and their former partners have an unpleasant conflict that creates a divide in cooperation?
Every year, so much money goes into the Senator’s account, and although this money can withstand investigation, once this matter is exposed, the angry public won’t exactly throw him in jail, but he would lose his position.
Without the title of Senator, what’s the point of living?
Helping doesn’t work, not helping doesn’t work, and there’s the fear that the other side might go crazy and spill everything out, it’s tough being a Senator.
"For the next few days, no matter who calls looking for me, say I’m not here, remember..."
On the other end of the phone, the CEO raised the phone high and then slammed it heavily onto the ground, but the anger inside him quickly dissipated, like a deflated balloon.
He sat powerlessly on the sofa, a mournful look on his face; this time it’s really hard to get through.
Just then, a faint sound of the phone ringing came to his ears. He quickly picked up the phone from the ground, hung it up, and answered again.
"It’s me..."
"...Mr. President, please arrive at the second public phone booth east of the gate of your residential community within five minutes, someone will call you."
This kind of eerily strange phone message made the CEO somewhat suspicious, "Who are you?"
The person on the other end didn’t seem inclined to answer that question, "Remember, from this moment counting, you only have five minutes, if you don’t pick up the phone within five minutes, we will have no further contact."
As soon as the voice on the phone finished, a hang-up sound ensued. The CEO hesitated for a moment, but decided to give it a try.
He had no solution at all now, Lynch and the anger of hundreds of wealthy individuals, he simply couldn’t resist.
Once he returns home, his brother might very well confine him, as he has destroyed the "company’s" revenue; he’s a sinner.
Quickly throwing on a garment and taking his bodyguards, he drove swiftly out of the community and found the phone booth.
There were still over a minute remaining till the appointed time, he stood outside the phone booth, silently lighting a cigarette.
The bodyguards had already begun searching the surroundings for possible hiding spots, preventing someone from setting a trap to attack.
Precisely at five minutes, the phone booth’s ringer suddenly rang, this abrupt ringing startled him a bit, waves of emotion surged.
He paused outside the phone booth for two seconds, then opened the door, walked in, and picked up the phone.
"It’s me."
"Hello, Mr. President, I’m Lynch."
A momentary blankness enveloped the CEO’s mind at this point, not understanding why Lynch would contact him now, nor knowing what to say, he just remained silent.
"You seem surprised by my call, but it doesn’t matter, the purpose of this call is for some small matters."
"Let me say it directly, to avoid your random guessing leading to disruption of our potential cooperation."
"I want to acquire shares of Every Moment, no less than twenty percent..."
The CEO was shocked, instinctively retorting, "That’s impossible..."
He then seemed to recall something, couldn’t help but laugh, the laughter filled with a kind of angry savagery, "What you said to the media, you letting people short Every Moment, it was all for now, wasn’t it?"
"Acquiring company shares?"
"Do you realize that if I spill your plan now, many things will change?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Lynch’s voice remained emotionless, even the tone was unchanged, "I won’t admit it, and I will intensify the assault on Every Moment, I’ve heard your annual customs tobacco product and raw material declarations fall far short of actual imports..."
Just as Lime didn’t know what Lynch was thinking, Lynch also didn’t really understand the situation here, but he knew about the Federation’s capitalists.
Austin and Lynch had also mentioned some instances of border smuggling, she used to work in the border anti-smuggling team and knew about some insider details.
Actually, these can’t really be considered insider information, but rather a latent, borderline illegal and legal set of rules.
