Rebirth: CEO's Sweetheart Reaches the Life Pinnacle!-Chapter 743 - 660: Achieved

Y Country, Saint Petersburg Hospital, Leng Mochen and George were conversing in a subdued tone in the hospital’s meeting room.

Compared to their last meeting, George had become much thinner and more haggard.

The once lively old man now looked dispirited, and his sharp eyes had turned cloudy.

"Leng! I still want to apologize to you! I am deeply sorry! If not for my mistakes, you wouldn’t have been put through such great inconvenience and loss.

I also know that saying this now is meaningless! So, I will use actions to compensate you.

I will transfer 55% of my controlling shares to you. However, I also want to ask a favor—if one day I pass away, I hope you can take care of my children!

They are not cut out for business at all! If the company is handed over to them, it won’t be long before it faces the risk of bankruptcy!"

Leng Mochen watched him indifferently, his face a picture of calm.

He remained unmoved by George’s words and only coldly sneered after George finished speaking. "George! I think you haven’t understood yet! Your company means nothing to me right now!

The financial crisis has drastically shrunk everyone’s net worth. I believe you’re well aware of this.

So don’t talk to me about castles in the air! Let’s get down to brass tacks—you know why I’m here to talk to you?"

Leng Mochen sneered internally. When it comes to interests and benefits, who wouldn’t want maximum gain for themselves?

Currently, George’s company would have already gone bankrupt due to the financial crisis if it weren’t backed up by his previous advances.

But now George was making it seem as if handing over the company to Leng Mochen would be some extraordinary favor.

And he added a condition: taking care of his children!

A meticulously calculated plan, but it still depends on whether he agrees!

George’s face turned pale instantly. Although the financial crisis had erupted, his company, at least on the surface, hadn’t been significantly affected.

Yet Leng Mochen’s pointed words were impossible for him to accept.

He waved his arms forcefully, his face flushed red as he insisted, "Leng! You can’t say that! My company is fine! It’s still running properly! You can’t say that! Such words are disrespectful and insulting to me!"

Without wasting words, Leng Mochen turned to his assistant and commanded, "Show him!"

The assistant handed George a stack of documents densely packed with data.

George looked at them, his face filled with astonishment. "How do you have this?"

"It’s completely normal! Of course I need to understand things to avoid being taken advantage of!"

George collapsed powerlessly onto the gray sofa, muttering, "Alright, Leng, I admit it. Indeed, during the period I was ill, some failed decisions have caused irreparable consequences for my company!"

"Since you’re aware now, let’s continue the discussion!"

"What do you want?"

"Your other IT company!"

Previously, his partnership with George was about establishing a perfume company in Y Country to create a seamless industrial chain with Mo Si domestically, targeting the high-end beauty market.

The investments in the initial stages were now unrecoverable. Per the contract, George needed to compensate him for his losses.

Simply using George’s shell company—what good would that do?

George shook his head vehemently in agitation. "No! No! That’s impossible, Leng! I don’t know where you got this information, but I cannot agree!"

Leng Mochen stood up calmly, rubbing the intricate cufflink on his left shirt sleeve. "You can. Then we’ll follow the contract for compensation. You’re aware you will face astronomical liquidated damages. By then, not only will your company go bankrupt, but your houses, cars, everything will be sold off cheaply!

Oh! Of course, maybe except for that company!"

After these words, he walked away without hesitation.

The intention behind wanting that company was merely to secure the most advantageous compensation.

Since George didn’t agree, it didn’t matter.

After all, no matter what, Leng wouldn’t lose out.

Besides, he was genuinely fed up with this cutthroat scheming and wanted to resolve everything quickly and return home.

George faced a dilemma. He knew what Leng said was true.

Yet he couldn’t bring himself to give in so easily! If given time, there was hope for his project’s success, and his triumph would be just around the corner.

But this damned financial crisis left him without the luxury of waiting.

He watched as Leng’s assistant opened the hospital room door for him, and Leng was about to walk out.

Finally, George gritted his teeth. "Leng! I—I agree! Let’s continue the discussion!"

Leng Mochen’s lips curled into a faint smile of satisfaction, but when he turned back, his expression remained indifferent, as though he hadn’t found this deal particularly rewarding.

When leaving the hospital, he glanced up at the sky above, content to have resolved the matter.

Sitting in the car, his phone rang. Listening to a report from someone back home, his brows furrowed tightly before finally relaxing.

Even after hanging up, he kept pondering.

Lu Qilin? Lu the Sixth!

How could he appear in Beijing? And together with Jin Jiachao, encountering Li Si?

What is he planning?

Checking the time, it should be nighttime back home. Why hadn’t the little one called to tell him about this?

What was keeping her occupied?

...

What was Li Si doing at this moment?

On her way home, she had initially planned to call Leng Mochen, knowing it should be morning in Y Country.

But looking at Jiang Tong, who was driving ahead, she felt some things were better discussed after reaching home and settling down.

However, upon returning home, she was utterly confused by what she saw.

Mrs. Leng, who usually maintained a meticulous appearance, now had disheveled hair and red, swollen eyes. Leng Ning sat beside her, softly comforting her.

Seeing Li Si return, Leng Ning quickly gestured to her with her eyes.

Li Si spoke softly, "Mom, what’s wrong with you? Xiao Ning, when did you get here? Is Buding asleep?"

"Sister-in-law! I just got here myself!"

Mrs. Leng raised her head, her voice slightly nasal. "Sisi, you’re back! The child is asleep!"

Li Si set her handbag down and sat beside Mrs. Leng. "Mom, why are your eyes red?"

Could something have happened again? She guessed it probably wasn’t an argument with Qiankai.

Before she left the house, she had heard Mrs. Leng cheerfully talking about planning their trip to the Maldives.

What could it be? She really couldn’t figure it out!

Leng Ning spread her hands helplessly. "Mom has been angered!"

She herself was also incredibly exasperated!

Why did they have to deal with such a relative? Truly outrageous!

Mrs. Leng tidied her hair and sighed. "Alas, I’ve been infuriated by that Zeng Qiuping! She came to our home because of something about Leng Mo, but couldn’t find anyone there.

Yet she had the nerve to cause a scene here! I told the house guards not to let her in, so she stood at the villa gate, hands on her hips, hurling insults.

I couldn’t stand it and went out to confront her. She kept insisting that Leng Mo wanting to break up with Yin Xian was all because of Xiao Ning’s interference."