March 18 Hello, Mr. Gong (Extra with recommendation ticket)_1

DI Group, President's Office.

Gong Beiming, dressed in a pitch-black suit, stood straight as an arrow. By nine in the morning, he had already started paying attention to the stock market.

For three consecutive days, seeing Bo Group's stocks consistently in the red, a cold smile finally curled upon his austere lips.

Butler Shi hurried into the room.

"How is it, has that Bo kid begged for mercy yet?" Gong Beiming settled into his chair.

"No, Young Master! Bo Group has recently undertaken a large joint venture with Hong Kong's Wolf Brand. It won't be so easy to make them collapse," Butler Shi reported.

"Hmph, if I want him dead, he can't possibly live. Continue to put pressure on him, let his stocks stay in the red until he's willing to reveal Chi Xiaoyu's whereabouts..." Gong Beiming's gaze was fierce.

"Young Master, are you really going to oppose him like this?"