Chapter 6: The High-Stakes Gamble

Jiang Han's words left everyone in the room stunned.

He may have inherited 62% of Huaifeng's shares, but what right did he have to challenge Wu Bin?

Wu Bin had followed Jiang Hao for 15 years, proving himself as a shrewd and capable leader. He had built a loyal network within the company, and many present secretly believed that if not for Jiang Hao's will appointing Jiang Zhiyu, Wu Bin would have been the rightful president.

Jiang Zhiyu, too, looked at her younger brother in disbelief.

Was this really Jiang Han? The same carefree playboy who had never shown the slightest interest in the company?

Now, there was a fire in his eyes—a determination she had never seen before.

Wu Bin smirked, intrigued. "Alright, what are we betting on?"

Jiang Han's voice was unwavering. "If I can resolve the company's crisis within three months, you will sell me your shares."

A heavy silence fell over the boardroom.

The company was drowning in debt, owing the bank 100 million yuan. The warehouse held 20,000 unsold computers—models customized for Lenovo, making them difficult to offload elsewhere.

And yet, this young man—who had never run a business in his life—was claiming he could fix it all in three months?

Laughter erupted across the room.

"This is ridiculous! We've tried every possible buyer, and no one wants them."

"These are high-spec gaming computers designed for Lenovo. The cost is too high! Who else would take them?"

"This kid thinks he's some kind of genius businessman? We have an entire sales team, and even they couldn't do it."

Jiang Zhiyu leaned in, whispering urgently, "Xiao Han, this is madness! You can't win against Wu Bin. Don't do this."

Jiang Han gently patted her hand, his expression softening. "Sister, trust me. This time, let me handle it."

For a moment, she saw something in his eyes—an unshakable resolve.

Wu Bin chuckled darkly. "You've got guts, I'll give you that. But what happens when you fail?"

The room fell silent again, every pair of eyes locking onto Jiang Han.

He met Wu Bin's gaze, unflinching. "If I fail, I'll sell you my 62% stake at market price."

Wu Bin's pupils dilated.

62% of the shares!

If he won this bet, he would become the absolute majority shareholder of Huaifeng.

Jiang Han was nothing but a spoiled brat—how could he possibly turn the company around?

Perhaps he was acting out of grief, making reckless decisions in the wake of his parents' deaths.

But Wu Bin didn't care about the reasons. He saw only opportunity.

Even if he couldn't claim all of Jiang Han's shares, he was confident he could take most of them.

The murmurs among the shareholders grew louder.

"This kid is throwing away his inheritance."

"Does he really think he can sell 20,000 computers in three months?"

"Looks like Huaifeng is about to change hands."

"I'll bet on Wu Bin. He built this company with Jiang Hao—this fool is just giving away his fortune."

Jiang Zhiyu's face paled. She grabbed Jiang Han's arm, her voice shaking with anger. "Are you insane? If you lose, you'll have nothing!"

Her adoptive parents had treated her like their own daughter, and she had sworn to protect Jiang Han.

Now, he was risking everything.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She wanted to scream at him, to stop him from making such a foolish decision.

Jiang Han saw the pain in her expression, and his heart tightened.

In his past life, Jiang Zhiyu had sacrificed everything for him, remaining unmarried even at 43 just to stay by his side.

This time, he would not let her suffer.

He would win.