Chapter 692: Extra 43

Hearing this, the executives exchanged bewildered glances.
Their seasoned business acumen, honed by years of experience, was momentarily stunned by the young man's imposing presence.
After a brief weighing of the pros and cons, they all nodded in agreement.
Although they still harbored many doubts, had a lot to say, and some were even already making their own calculations,
they all decided to wait and see what happened in three months, as Su Yun had given them.
At worst, if things didn't go well after three months, they could always change their minds.
...
"I was initially curious how you would quell the escalating discontent of those old foxes who were already red-eyed with rage.
Now it seems you've handled it quite perfectly; your skills are truly a testament to the chairman's teachings."
After the tense and turbulent meeting, Su Yun didn't linger. He and Anthony returned directly to the underground secret base.
Passing through layers of tight security, the two entered the core laboratory.
"These old foxes, they do have some loyalty.
But there's nothing we can do. In the current situation, I can clearly see that their resolve is wavering."
Su Yun rubbed his temples, half of the powerful aura he had exuded earlier dissipating.
Anthony shrugged, a shrewd glint in his experienced eyes.
"Sigh, that's only natural.
The collapse of a vast empire is rarely due to external invasion.
Those competitors clamoring from the outside are, at best, just a few annoying flies.
The most fatal problems always arise from within.
More importantly, when the emperor who built that empire dies, the order maintained by force also crumbles.
The saying 'when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter'—isn't this the bloody lesson we've learned from countless tragic historical experiences?"
Those impeccably dressed executives sitting in the conference room were no saints.
Behind each of them stood a vast faction of vested interests and an intricate financial network; weren't they all cunning old foxes, ruthless and cunning?
On the surface, they were amicable, but beneath the surface, they were equally ambitious.
Each was calculating how much of the pie they could grab if the Fang Huan Group collapsed.
Although their near-fanatic loyalty to Su Hao had remained unchanged for decades,
the sudden news of that giant's downfall would inevitably stir in the minds of any rational person the thought of taking his place or getting a share of the spoils.
"Mr. Anthony, all of this is thanks to your tremendous help.
It was under immense pressure that you, at my request, dispatched your most elite agents to secretly escort my father to this isolated base, overcoming layers of surveillance."
"Not at all. The Chairman has been incredibly kind to me. Back then, no matter how big a mess we made, the Chairman always offered his full support and never questioned us.
I have always remembered this kindness.
Moreover, ensuring the Chairman's personal safety has always been the most important core mission of 'Wildfire' since its inception."
However, a question has been weighing on my mind.
Three months.
Can you really deliver on that seemingly magical promise?
The scene in the conference room stunned even Anthony.
Su Yun had firmly set the deadline at "three months."
There was no room for negotiation!
If this deadline were exceeded, the panic that the executives had been forcibly suppressing would erupt like a volcano.
All sorts of unimaginable scandals, a plummeting stock price, and internal power struggles
would inevitably erupt completely from within, turning Fanghuan Group into a blazing inferno!