Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 76: A Helping Hand from a Noble Person

Chapter 76: Chapter 76: A Helping Hand from a Noble Person

"Where do you think I don’t have it, go check this, put away your snobbish eyes, or I’ll blind you." Xiao Bai pulled out a gold card, and his reputation as a hunter was not for nothing.

Did they really think he was easy-going?

The female staff saw the gold card, and all her words got stuck in her throat, her eyes wide with shock.

There were only a few people in Lan City who owned a gold card, the only one they knew of was their mayor.

This man, dressed in clothes worth no more than five hundred yuan, actually possessed a gold card!

Her face immediately changed, she tentatively took the card from his hand and when she returned, a middle-aged man in a suit was walking in front of her.

"Sir, I am really sorry about just now, on behalf of my employees I apologize," the manager said as he looked at Xiao Bai, a bead of sweat seeping from his forehead with Xiao Bai’s gaze upon him.

A bunch of people without any foresight.

How could they dare offend someone with a gold card.

"Boss, this way." Xiao Bai did not look at him; he waved towards Yun Yue.

Yun Yue put away her phone and then stood up to walk over.

"Transfer three billion to this account, anonymously," Yun Yue said as she pulled out a black card and a note, her eyes coldly staring at the manager.

The sight of the black card almost made the manager’s legs give way.

The beads of sweat on his forehead grew larger.

A black card wasn’t something you could own just by having money; he was already shocked by the gold card, but to think this woman, appearing so unassuming, could produce such a frightful black card and casually mention three billion.

It was fortunate he came out; otherwise, if there had been a complaint today, he could have lost his job.

"The amount is quite large; please move to the VIP area to rest a bit, and we will let you know once the transfer is complete," he said, bending down with a flattering smile.

Seeing that neither of them held any blame, he let out a sigh of relief, instructing his employees under his direction to keep their eyes peeled and treat them carefully.

The female employee from before was even more nervous now, tightly clutching at the hem of her clothes, having not expected her misjudgment this time.

...

Lin Group.

Lin Xiang had not slept all night; since closing the shareholders’ meeting yesterday, she had not rested.

Her face was filled with fatigue as she massaged her aching head.

"Xiang, take a break. I’ll finish this document for you," Yun Zhonghai said with some distress, having returned that morning.

He had negotiated with the person in charge all night, trying every tactic, but the man had refused, stating that the former vice chairman had stepped down, and the new vice chairman had ties to the Dong Group; it looked like the deal might not happen.

"No need, I can’t sleep." Lin Xiang half-squinted her eyes, her complexion deathly pale; if Lin Group could not handle this batch of goods properly, it would collapse, losing Weapon Association as a major client meant losing half of its order volume.

At that moment, her phone rang, and she struggled to maintain her composure.

"Hello, may I ask who is speaking?"

Her voice was tired and hoarse, the fatigue evident despite her attempts to hide it.

"It’s me, your ex-husband. You wouldn’t have guessed, right? The Weapon Association’s order has gone to the Dong Group. Wasn’t Lin Group growing bigger all these years due to the Weapon Association’s orders? Now, without this order, it must be tough, right?"

"Dong Jian! How dare you call me?!" Lin Xiang’s blood boiled as she stared fiercely at her phone.

She would recognize his voice anywhere.

"So what if it’s me? These past years, Lin Group has risen rapidly because of the Weapon Association’s orders; now it’s time for a change. I’ll be signing this order soon, and sooner or later I’ll swallow up your Lin Group."

Lin Xiang furiously hung up the phone. The cellphone slammed onto the desk as her chest heaved violently, nearly causing her to faint.

"Xiang, calm down," Yun Zhonghai consoled her. "You know what he’s like; if you get sick because of this, Lin Group will really be finished."

Lin Xiang exhaled sharply. At that moment, her secretary rushed into the room, a joyful expression on his face: "President, someone has transferred three hundred million to the company’s account."

With this money, their current financial crisis could be resolved. As for the steel that had already been produced, it could be taken back and reforged.

But with the missing large order from the Weapon Association, Lin Group’s annual revenue would decrease significantly, and the company would likely have to downsize and reduce production.

"Three hundred million? Who sent it?" Lin Xiang stood up in shock. This was no small amount, and she had asked many friends who were unable to provide funds, which made this crisis show her who her true friends were.

"I don’t know; the sender is anonymous." Secretary Li shook his head. He had rushed over as soon as he saw the amount and thought the president might know.

"This is strange, who would help us?" Lin Xiang racked her brain but couldn’t think of anyone.

It was three hundred million. In her mind, there was no one capable of providing such an amount.

"Are you sure it’s three hundred million, not thirty million?" Lin Xiang asked him, wondering if he might have miscounted.

"I’m sure, it’s really three hundred million." Secretary Li nodded earnestly, having counted several times.

Just then, Yun Zhonghai’s phone rang. Seeing it was a familiar number, he immediately answered, every nerve in his body tensed as he looked at Lin Xiang, "It’s that manager."

He carefully pressed the speaker button.

"Assistant Wang, calling me at this time is..."

"Right, I didn’t see that coming. Lin Group has some capabilities, managing to connect with such a big-shot. The contract is already printed; let’s sign it tonight."

Yun Zhonghai found the voice on the phone surprisingly pleasant. He had dealt with this Assistant Wang many times, who always gave off a superior air and rarely spoke to him in such a tone.

Hearing about signing the contract, the office went eerily quiet. Did they understand that correctly?!

"Hello?"

Yun Zhonghai was stunned for a moment before he responded, nodding hastily, "Oh, good! Tonight I’ll host at Shangyun Hotel. Please, Assistant Wang, do grace us with your presence, but who did you mention just now?"

"You don’t know?"

The person on the phone seemed surprised.

"No worries, better that you don’t know. The bigger the tree, the more wind it catches. It’s best if you stay unaware."

The caller hung up, leaving the three of them thoroughly confused.

Yun Zhonghai looked at Lin Xiang, puzzled, "Xiang, do you know some big-shot?"

Even Assistant Wang’s tone had become courteous.

Lin Xiang shook her head, "I don’t know any big-shot. If I knew, I’d have asked for help a long time ago."

She had just been about to ask that.

"Could it be that the person who helped us is the same one who transferred the money?" Secretary Li, wearing glasses, pondered deeply.

Did this person have the influence to sway the decision of the vice-chairman of the Weapon Association?

Could it be the chairman of the Weapon Association?!

"Probably," Lin Xiang sat back down, her nerves finally relaxing. She thought deeply, who could be helping Lin Group?

She didn’t know any big-shots in Beijing, so who would help a medium-high tier company in Lan City?

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