Joint Strike

That was someone who could converse on equal terms with Elder Zeng and Elder Liu!

A simple sentence made Li Yan's scalp tingle with absolute fear.

Now he finally understood why Guo Zhengwen and Zhou De had such an attitude.

"Alright Old Guo, I understand. Thank you for the reminder."

After recovering from the shock, Li Yan took a deep breath, thanked Guo Zhengwen profusely, and hung up the phone.

He realized his back was already drenched in a sheet of cold sweat.

"Phew..."

After letting out a long breath, he picked up his phone again and called Wu Xinghai.

"Hello, old classmate, about that matter..."

Inside his office, Wu Xinghai was leisurely drinking coffee. Seeing Li Yan's call, he quickly answered it.

"Old Wu, I can't help you with this matter. You're on your own."

Without waiting for Wu Xinghai to say anything, Li Yan simply dropped that sentence and directly hung up.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Listening to the dial tone echoing from his phone, Wu Xinghai froze completely in place.

What did he mean he couldn't help?

Telling him he was on his own?

With the power and influence of his old classmate, this matter should have been a breeze to settle.

What was going on?

Could there be someone with an extraordinary background among those who hit his son?

But how could there be any real big shots in a small place like Liu City?

Frowning deeply, Wu Xinghai couldn't suppress the surprise and curiosity bubbling in his heart, so he dialed Li Yan's number again.

It rang for a long time before it finally connected. Li Yan's voice came through the speaker, "Stop calling me. Just pretend I know nothing about this matter, and that we never even spoke today."

"Wait, wait, wait... old classmate, don't hang up yet!"

Wu Xinghai hastily pleaded, "I'm not asking for your help. I just hope you can tell me... what exactly is the background of the people my son offended today?"

"Their background... I can't tell you directly. But I can tell you clearly that with their level of power, a single word is enough to make your Wu family collapse instantly. You better hurry up and find a way to see if you can remedy the situation. Stop wasting your time calling me."

After speaking, Li Yan hung up once more and immediately turned off his private phone.

Back in the office, Wu Xinghai was now in a total panic.

Having reached his current position, how could he fail to grasp the severe implications behind Li Yan's words?

"President Wu... President Wu, bad news!"

Just then, a secretary rushed into the office from outside. "Jinghong Group in the Magic City just released an announcement abruptly terminating all cooperation with our company. Our stock price plummeted by nearly a third in just five minutes..."

Jinghong Group?

That was the Cai family in the Magic City!

Why would they suddenly pull a stunt like this at this exact moment?

Could the person his son Wu Lei offended be from the Cai family?

But that didn't make sense.

Although the Cai family was a renowned large enterprise domestically, with a market value several tiers higher than his own, they shouldn't be terrifying enough to make his old classmate back off so fearfully, right?

"President Wu, the Wang family in the Magic City also just released an announcement..."

Another secretary ran in to report.

Besides the Cai family and the Wang family, there was the Xia family in Liu City, the Jiang family in Xi Province, and more...

These top-ranking domestic families were actually all taking action against the Wu family at the exact same time!

"Pre... President Wu... our overseas industries are also facing massive public opinion attacks. It seems the York family in Country Y suddenly announced that no enterprise is allowed to do business with us, otherwise..."

Wu Xinghai didn't hear the rest of the report because right now, his head was buzzing uncontrollably. He nearly suffocated and almost fainted on the spot.

"It's over!"

His face went deathly pale, filled with utter despair.

Even now, he still hadn't figured out exactly what kind of background the other party had.

But under this relentless barrage of attacks, all of the Wu family's industries had suffered an unprecedentedly massive blow.

The skyscraper was collapsing; the Wu family would definitely have absolutely no chance to turn things around this time!

Panting heavily, he took out his phone with trembling hands and dialed a number.

On the other end, Wu Lei, who was already on a plane heading back toward Dong Province, thought there was good news when he saw his father calling.

"Where the hell are you right now?"

Wu Xinghai's furious roar blasted through the phone, severely startling Wu Lei.

"I-I... I'm on the plane, Dad. What's wrong?" Wu Lei's voice trembled.

"Who told you to get on the plane? Go apologize immediately! Right now!"

"Apologize? To whom?" Wu Lei was puzzled and said innocently, "Dad, didn't you just tell me to take the flight back first..."

"Stop talking nonsense to me! Whoever you offended in that private room earlier, go apologize to them right this second. If you're late, our Wu family will truly be finished!"

Wu Xinghai roared, "Don't think I'm joking with you! Just a few minutes ago, our company's stock price shrank by more than half. Give it another hour..."

On this end of the line, Wu Lei was completely dumbfounded, his heart pounding wildly against his ribs.

What was happening?

Didn't he just get on a flight?

What on earth happened?

He suddenly remembered the words Wang Er had spoken in the private room earlier: Believe it or not, with just one phone call, I can make your Wu family's market value shrink by half in a single day?

Thinking back on it now, the other party was far too conservative.

Where did it need a day?

From start to finish, it had only been about half an hour, right?

"Hurry... quickly notify the captain to turn around immediately and go back to Liu City!"

Not daring to think further, Wu Lei hung up the phone and hastily instructed the flight attendant.

Fortunately, this was his own private jet.

...

Meanwhile, after Qin Ning and the others finished their meal, they took a trip to the Feiya Group.

With George's participation, everything regarding the new drama proceeded exceptionally smoothly.

It wasn't until the afternoon that they returned to the villa.

Wang Er and the others were just about to cultivate when Zhou Ping'an suddenly received a call from an unknown number.

Answering it out of curiosity, he discovered it was Wu Lei calling.

"So it's Young Master Wu. What can I do for you?" he said with a smile, knowingly asking the obvious.

He didn't even need to think to know that Wu Lei had definitely learned about his family's group being jointly attacked and was now in an absolute state of panic.

"Young... Young Master Zhou... please don't joke with me. I-I... today I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai... so I wanted to come over and apologize to you in person... I wonder if..."

"Hold on."

Zhou Ping'an interrupted him, then looked at Wang Er and the others, relaying the situation to them.

"Let that kid wait for now. He's only thinking of apologizing now? It's too late. Whatever it is, we'll talk about it tomorrow. We have to cultivate soon, who has the time to deal with him?" Wang Er chuckled.

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