They put away their smiles and looked cautiously at Bei Mingmo's grim face.
The conference room dropped to freezing in an instant.
Bei Mingmo's cold face turned to the person in charge of the finance department, and said coldly: "Old Qian, you haven't been doing things in our Bei Ming Clan for a day or two, and I think you've seen a lot of what kind of scenes."
Now our stock price is indeed rising, but haven't you noticed that there is something wrong behind the rise in stock price?"
He threw the question out, and Old Qian opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.
At this time, Xinghuo's mobile phone rang, and Bei Mingmo glared at him: "You go outside to answer the phone." ” Xing Huo turned around and walked out of the conference room with the phone.
Five minutes later, when he returned to the conference room, his face had changed.
He walked quickly to Bei Mingmo's side, lowered his head and whispered to Bei Mingmo: "Master, I got the news just now, now the company's shares are still appreciating, according to statistics, we have 15% of our shares have been sold by shareholders at a high price, but they were quickly absorbed." ” Fifteen percent of the shares of the Beiming Group were sold, which is shocking enough for an enterprise that has great influence in both political and business circles.
Bei Mingmo's face looked calm, such a situation was not what he expected.
But as the head of a group, he must not be alarmed, so that his subordinates will not be in chaos.
He looked coldly at the people in charge who were already trembling with fear.
Now that they have become very powerless, it is imperative to think about what kind of countermeasures should be used to deal with them.
At this time, Bei Ying Mo felt as if a very large hand was reaching out to his Northern Ming Clan.
There is a cloud in the ancient book: knowing oneself and knowing the other side can win all battles.
But now, Bei Mingmo has to face an opponent he has never faced.
And now it seems that this opponent has financial resources that he cannot afford to underestimate.
Seeing that Bei Mingmo was silent, Xing Huo whispered in Bei Mingmo's ear: "Master, I guess the people here haven't discovered this problem yet, and it's futile to keep them here to stare at them with big eyes, it's better to let them go back, and you will be quiet." ” Bei Mingmo nodded, what Xing Huo said was right, these people are indeed too eye-catching here, and judging from the current situation, even if they are sold, they will happily count the money for others.
Thinking of this, he waved his hand casually: "That's it for today, adjourn the meeting." ” Hearing Bei Mingmo's words, the hearts that everyone was hanging in their throats finally fell.
As if freed, everyone hurried out of the conference room.
They never understood what the president was referring to when he said, "What's wrong behind the rise in stock prices?"
When only Bei Mingmo and Torture Fire were left in the conference room, Bei Mingmo still sat on the chair and did not move.
"Master, due to the limited time, I only found some fixed people who kept buying the shares of the Northern Underworld.
However, their accounts are from different regions and do not seem to be connected to each other.
Xing Huo said with a frown.
But after a while, he seemed to understand something: "I suspect that they are using a kind of ant moving method, first disperse the stocks, and then collect the shares they hold into one or several large accounts." ” The analysis of the torture fire was detailed and thorough, and Bei Mingmo nodded frequently as he listened.
Speaking of this, Xing Huo furrowed his brows, and it seemed that there were some things he couldn't understand: "Master, these people are trying to absorb our stocks at any cost, what is their intention, after all, our stock prices are not cheap."
I don't think it's as simple as trying to pump up the stock price and then sell it all at once. ” Bei Mingmo looked at the torture fire, he had followed him for so many years, although he looked like five big and three thick, but his mind was getting clearer and more agile.
Bei Mingmo nodded approvingly: "You are indeed right, but things are not as simple as imagined. ” Xing Huoyou frowned: "It's not that simple, you mean there's a bigger conspiracy here" Bei Mingmo nodded, looking at the torture fire and throwing him a question: "If these people are purely for profit, they can indeed make a lot of money by doing this."
But if you think about it, if that's what they think, then why would they choose our stock?"
Xing Huo continued: "Yes, our stock has actually been high all the time.
They can find a junk stock or other little-known stocks to speculate, so that their capital will be much less. ” Speaking of this, Xing Huo seemed to have figured out the whole question: "The master means that those people are targeting the Northern Underworld Clan and are prepared.
Raise the stock price and then sell it all, causing chaos in the stock market, and borrowing the hands of shareholders to hit the North Stygian Group" Bei Mingmo looked at the torture fire and nodded approvingly.
Torture Fire immediately turned pale.
If it is not good for the North Underworld group, it is not good for the master.
For the torturers, who had always been faithful to the Lord, these people also became his enemies.
Although he knew what he should do, he still asked Bei Mingmo: "Master, since this is the case, do you want me to send someone to block them and control the situation?"
Xing Huo picked up the phone as he spoke, and at this time, as long as Bei Mingmo sent a word, he could send someone to take corresponding measures.
Bei Mingmo looked very calm, he just waved his hand immediately.
But a cold light flashed in his eyes: "No need.
You just have to keep an eye on what they're doing.
Let's hold on, I'll see how capable he is. ” "He" Xing Huo looked at his master with some confusion, as if he had already made up his mind.
"You mean, you already know who is behind these people" "Yes.
But I know he's just a puppet in the foreground.
And in a few days, I can't wait to jump out" Speaking of this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Bei Mingmo's mouth.
He disdains to be familiar with such a shrimp soldier and crab general, but he wants to face the opponent with a good background behind the person who made the waves.
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He stood up and elegantly patted the dust on his clothes: "It's not worth worrying about this, see how big a wave he can make." ” With that, he turned and walked out of the conference room.
The torture fire followed him closely.
He could see that Bei Mingmo was not as calm as he seemed on the surface, he was gathering strength, ready to fight the person behind the scenes, to see who would be better.
"Master, where are we going now, do you want to look back at Miss," Xing Huo asked as he followed.
Bei Mingmo stretched his brows, and a hint of brilliance appeared on his cold face.
As if a great war was imminent, the main general was already dressed and ready to fight the enemy.
The torture fire drove the North Stygian Ink and slowly drove out of the North Styx Clan's Building.
The sky in City A is already approaching sunset.
The already crowded streets are now becoming more congested like other cities.
Through the half-bright car window, I looked at the crowd of people who were still in a hurry although their faces were a little tired.
Their only purpose at the moment is to go home.
Home is a warm haven for most people, even if they are physically and mentally exhausted from working outside every day, they will let go of all their burdens when they come back and enjoy a rare relaxation and pleasure with all their hearts.
But home may be a place that is more physically and mentally exhausting than career.
Growing up, he would rather cross the ocean, bury himself in a busy job so much that he can't hold his head up, and he doesn't want to go back home.
Because there are simply too many bad memories for him Since the old man was admitted to the hospital, the mansion of the Beiming family has become more deserted, except that the servants are still busy, it can be said that the building is empty.
The boss Beiming flew away, and the family was driven out of the Beiming family by Beiming Mo, and even Beiming Yifeng, who is the eldest son and eldest grandson, is no longer surnamed Beiming.
As for the third child, Bei Mingyan, he has a schedule and a date all day long, and even when there is nothing to do, he will hide in a bar or café to be quiet.
Only here can he avoid his mother, Lady Jiang Huixin.
After nightfall, Bei Mingmo's car slowly stopped under the porch of the hospital.
Xing Huo opened the car door, and Bei Mingmo got out of the car elegantly.
His gaze was cold and deep, and his closed lips exuded an aura that made people retreat.
Under the guidance of the torture fire, he came to the ward where the old man of the North Darkness lived.
Bei Mingmo paused briefly outside the ward, tidied up his suit a little, and then pushed open the door and walked in.
When the doctor in the intensive care room saw Bei Mingmo coming, he quickly stood up and saluted him respectfully.
Bei Mingmo stood in front of the window of the custody room, looking at his father who was lying quietly inside, "How is his condition?"
A doctor with a badge of expert professor said: "Mr.
Beiming's condition is relatively stable now, and we also had a specialist consultation yesterday, and we feel that he has a great possibility of recovery, and we are actively preparing for relevant treatment." ” "Hmm."
Bei Mingmo nodded, then pushed open the door to the ward and walked in softly.
At this moment, the old man of Beiming was lying quietly on the hospital bed, and all kinds of instruments beside the bed were closely monitoring the changes in his life characteristics.
I haven't seen him for a few days, and the old man looks like he's getting a lot older.
Inadvertently, he turned his head and saw a bouquet of blooming flowers on the bedside table.
He walked over and reached for a petal that had not yet dried up.
This should be sitting here soon.
Bei Mingmo turned his head and asked the doctor who was following him: "Who has been here?"
The doctor lifted his glasses and said with an apologetic face: "Mr.
Beiming, before you arrived here, I had just handed over to another attending physician, and this bouquet of flowers was already there when I arrived here.
So I don't know who sent this. ” At this time, Bei Mingmo heard the weak voice of the old man of Bei Mingmo beside him: "Uh-uh" He turned to look at the old man of the North Darkness, and Xing Huo immediately took a chair and placed it behind him. tfiedsetgt tegendgttegendgt tfiedsetgt t1706231537: