Chapter 598: Financial Cthulhu

Even so, some people in the meeting room still felt the old man was making a mountain out of a molehill.
“Hey Carlson, aren’t you being a bit of a worrywart?”
“I’ve seen that document. It’s written like the Virgin Mary’s dying words, practically a living saint descended to earth.”
“It clearly states, ‘Only for the disadvantaged.’ Isn’t this just a charity show targeting the poor?”
“They’re giving away charity at such a loss-making price to the poor. Won’t they go broke?”
“In the end, it’ll be Fang Huan’s own money being burned. Why should we feel bad?”
“If they want to be generous, are we supposed to stop them? Let’s see how long they can keep burning money!””
“This remark elicited a burst of laughter, and the atmosphere eased.”
““Naive! Ladies and gentlemen, we’re discussing Fang Huan’s investment!” Carlson slammed his hand on the table.
““Have you all forgotten what kind of monsters those guys are?!””
“The laughter stopped abruptly.”
Fanghuan Investment…
That’s not even a company; it’s a self-contained Cthulhu mythos of the financial world!
Other companies are powerful because they form alliances and alliances.
But Fanghuan, its very existence is a form of cold-blooded violence; its sheer size is an absolute crushing force.
“Expecting Fanghuan Investment to genuinely help the vulnerable? That’s more absurd than pigs climbing a tree!”
Carlson’s voice was full of sarcasm.
“Those guys are already being merciful by God if they don’t bleed the vulnerable dry!
When have they ever done something so stupid as to slaughter themselves?”
The bigwigs present fell silent.
Yes, Fanghuan Investment is a group of ghouls who would sell their souls to the devil a thousand times over for money and profit!
As long as the numbers on their financial statements look better, they wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice the interests of a few, even if it meant the world was stained with blood and countless families were destroyed.
“Therefore, this insane behavior can't possibly stem from kindness; there must be a far more insane conspiracy hidden behind it!”
Judging from this document alone, Fang Huan's current actions are indeed madness.
Promising to pay exorbitant medical expenses with only a tiny premium?
This is too blatant!
You can smell the strong stench of conspiracy even from afar.
“You mean… this is just bait?”
“Exactly! When did Fang Huan and his gang of devils suddenly become virtuous?” Carlson said decisively,
“This is a classic case of ‘public relations’ paving the way, first erecting a shining moral monument for themselves!
Isn't this what they excel at?”
Fang Huan Group's image-building projects are at a global master level.
They've woven a flawless angelic cloak with money and media; how could the general public know what kind of cannibalistic devil's face lies beneath this glamorous exterior?
Only those in their field could occasionally glimpse a chilling darkness through the cracks in that facade.
The problem was, even if they shouted the truth until they were hoarse, no one would believe them.
"Fang Huan practically controlled all social media and mainstream news channels."
"I've heard that the biggest shareholders behind those most popular online forums are them.
You want to post something to expose the inside story? Ha! Your post won't last three minutes before they delete it and ban your account.
In the news? They won't even utter a sound."
"The worst part is, even if someone manages to slip through the net and a little word gets out, ordinary people just treat it as a joke."
Another bigwig added, his face full of helplessness,
"These past few years, conspiracy theories about Fang Huan have been flying everywhere, each one more outlandish than the last—controlling the world, transforming humanity—it all sounds like cheap fiction.
Over time, everyone's become numb to it, thinking it's just another fantasy ghost story."
And this is probably exactly what Fang Huan and his cronies want to see.
When conspiracy theories are rampant, and truth and falsehood are mixed together, who can tell the difference?
At first, some people find it novel, but after hearing it too much, they just think it's nonsense.
"You can tell ordinary people a hundred times, a thousand times, that Fang Huan is trying to control the world with capital, and they'll just think you're crazy and advise you to get medical treatment."
"What's more, they've done so many charitable projects over the years. In the eyes of ordinary people, Fang Huan is practically an angelic enterprise that brings warmth with wings."
That's why they are the most terrifying and troublesome opponents.
Isn't this just like the Satan in the guise of an angel, as described in the Bible?
"I can already guess their script," Carlson's voice rang out softly.
"The first step is to launch a massive media blitz and public relations campaign under the banner of 'aiding the vulnerable,' portraying themselves as saviors.
Once they've built up a solid reputation, the second step is to naturally open their services to ordinary customers.
Of course, the prices will remain irresistibly low."
"Most companies that dare to engage in such a price war would go bankrupt within a year. But Fang Huan is different!"
His voice suddenly rose,
"They have plenty of money and plenty of patience. They can keep burning through cash until every company in our industry is like a salted fish being roasted in the sun, slowly drained, squeezed dry, and finally reduced to dust!"
In Fang Huan's dictionary, there is no "coexistence," only "monopoly."
Their motto is winner-takes-all, leaving nothing but desolation in their wake!
They won't stop until they've completely monopolized the industry, leaving not a trace!
These ravenous wolves intend to use the most savage and brutal price war to flatten the entire insurance industry, and then build their own ruling empire on this wasteland littered with corpses!
"But what exactly are they after? The insurance pie is lucrative, but is it really worth them going to such lengths to destroy us?!"
"According to my intelligence," a flicker of fear crossed Carlson's eyes,
"Fang Huan is planning an unprecedentedly massive project, and this project is directly related to this insurance business.
Think about it, once they monopolize insurance, it's like holding everyone by the throat.
Then, to get treatment, will people have no choice but to obediently follow Fang Huan's orders?"
"These heartless bastards!" Curses echoed throughout the conference room.
However, to be fair, a pack of jackals here denouncing a Tyrannosaurus Rex for being too cruel is just a ridiculous sight.
Compared to Fang Huan, their own style of doing things is utterly insignificant.