Chapter 167: The Third Miss's Plea for Help

Yan Qingwen felt the world spinning around her, as if the sky was about to collapse. In the blink of an eye, her father had suffered an accident, leaving him in a vegetative state. And now, under Ouyang Fengyu's machinations, the company was on the verge of changing hands!

She couldn't understand why this was happening. How could Ouyang Fengyu, who had been ousted from the company and reduced to a state of idiocy, suddenly reappear not only fully recovered but as a key figure in Weite Bio? And how had he managed to turn the shareholders against her?

For a moment, Yan Qingwen felt as though the world had turned utterly dark. She couldn't think of a single way out.

Just then, a pair of arms reached out to gently help her up.

"Ah Fu?"

Yan Qingwen wiped her tears and looked up at the familiar face of Ah Fu, the Yan family's longtime butler.

"Third Miss, I've heard everything," Ah Fu said with a bow. "There might be a way to turn this around."

"What way?" Yan Qingwen asked, clutching Ah Fu's arm tightly.

"Perhaps you could gather some friends and raise funds to buy back the company's shares before Weite can," Ah Fu suggested gravely. "After all, the stock exchange will sell the shares through an auction."

"Raise funds? Friends?" Yan Qingwen paused, Ah Fu's words sparking an idea in her mind. She blinked, thinking through the possibility. The first name that flashed through her mind was—Liu Di! The mysterious man who had helped her before.

But she quickly shook her head. Even though Yingzhi Group's value had dropped, the company was still worth at least 500 billion yuan, and 52% of the shares would cost at least 250 billion yuan. While Liu Di was wealthy, his assets only amounted to about 10 billion—not nearly enough. Besides, it was uncertain whether Liu Di would even be willing to help the Yan family.

The thought of asking for help left Yan Qingwen feeling even more despondent. Still, she couldn't afford to dwell on her doubts. She immediately sat down in the conference room and began making calls—reaching out to friends, relatives, her father's acquaintances, and business partners. For two hours, she contacted everyone she could think of.

The result left her in despair once again. With the stock sale set for the next day, no one could come up with 250 billion yuan in such a short time. Even pooling resources together, there simply wasn't enough time.

It was over. This plan wouldn't work after all.

As silent tears began to fall, two familiar figures burst through the door—Yan Kaikai and Yan Xinxin.

"Third Sister!"

The two younger girls rushed into Yan Qingwen's arms, sobbing. "Third Sister, that awful Ouyang Fengyu came to the house! He said he's buying our company and will throw us out tomorrow! He said if we serve him, he'll let us live. What's going on?"

As they cried, Yan Qingwen felt a wave of sorrow wash over her. She didn't even know how to explain the situation to her sisters.

Suddenly, a news notification on her phone caught her attention: "Creator's Investment Company once again throws in a huge amount to acquire an internet business…"

Yan Qingwen's expression changed. The names "Creator" and "Witness" were legendary—unmatched in influence! Especially Witness Investment Company, which had recently secured credit lines from 13 banks, giving them access to trillions in funds. Moreover, Creator was well-regarded in the industry, known for having a long-term vision, a strong sense of mission, and a knack for investing in and supporting quality enterprises.

It was as if Yan Qingwen had discovered a lifeline. "We could try going to Creator for help. Maybe they'll be willing to assist us!"

The two younger girls perked up. "Creator? You mean Mr. Di San?"

"Yes, let's go find Di San!" A glimmer of hope appeared in Yan Qingwen's eyes.

Yan Kaikai's eyes lit up as well. "Liu Di is Di Yi, and there's a rumor that Di San and Di Yi are good friends! Even their names are similar!"

Yan Xinxin clapped her hands in excitement. "That's right! Di San named himself after Di Yi because he's a fan. We can ask Liu Di for help, and he can persuade Di San to save us!"

Ask Liu Di for help? The thought made Yan Qingwen's heart heavy with mixed emotions. Whenever she faced Liu Di, she felt a sense of inadequacy. She felt she owed him too much, and he had already done so much for the Yan family. It was hard for her to ask for more.

After a long pause, Yan Qingwen bit her lip and said, "No, we don't need to involve Liu Di. Let's just ask Di San directly. I'll even offer him the 3% of the shares I hold as thanks."

At the Creator Company…

After being away for several days, Liu Di stepped out of the elevator, moving leisurely through the office.

The receptionist's face turned bright red at the sight of her idol, boss, and dream man all rolled into one. "Boss, you're here."

The receptionist fidgeted, "Mr. A Jia has been very busy lately. He's out of the office. Would you like to wait in his office for a bit?"

Liu Di strolled down the hallway, watching the busy Creator employees with a satisfied smile. After a moment, he said quietly, "Open my office. I'll be using it."

Huh?

The receptionist was stunned. The office of "Di San" had never been used! Di San had always said it was too luxurious, too extravagant, and he had never even stepped inside. If not for Mr. A Jia's insistence on keeping it, Di San would have likely had it converted into a break room!

Liu Di, guessing what the receptionist was thinking, turned back and smiled faintly, "I have no choice. I have a guest coming, and they're only here to see me."

The receptionist, mesmerized by Liu Di's smile, felt her heart melt. "Yes, I'll prepare it right away!"