Free Web NovelChapter 1865: Chapter 1852: Invitation (3)
She may not hate the Xia Family and Mrs. Tong as she did in the past, but there’s no need for her to attend the family banquet.
She truly doesn’t hate them anymore, but she is a petty person. A gentleman takes revenge after ten years, a villain takes revenge all day long. Even if those people knelt down and called her "dad," she wouldn’t care.
Forget about not returning to the Xia Family on New Year’s Eve and the first day of the New Year; she wouldn’t go back all year round. There’s nothing good about that dump, she’s afraid of getting bad luck if she returns.
Xia Youbiao didn’t seem surprised by this answer, he also asked, "Then what about Little New Year’s Eve..."
In fact, Little New Year’s Eve varies between the North and South. The one Xia Siyu and Bo Yan attended was on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. There was another satellite TV wanting her on the 24th, but Xia Siyu turned it down. It was hard to get together with Bo Yan, so of course, it’s better for the two of them to celebrate the New Year together.
She replied, "Tomorrow, I have to attend an event."
This Little New Year’s Eve party was broadcast live, so everything had to follow the schedule. With the performance tomorrow, she and Bo Yan, as the biggest names among the invited guests, were already on the publicity poster, attracting fans to watch.
The TV station had also contacted various support clubs, distributing tickets for the fans to cheer on at such a party.
As an always-concerned father, even when he didn’t have a good relationship with his daughter, Xia Youbiao kept an eye on her day and night. Now that she’s attending an event, he naturally knew about it long ago.
"I know, but what about the day after tomorrow?"
Xia Siyu was about to refuse again but thought about her father who had just been discharged from the hospital, aging, and recently when she saw him, she suddenly realized that he had more white hair. Besides, Bo Yan, next to her, tugged on her arm.
She thought for a moment and said, "We can meet, but I don’t want to go home, and I don’t want to see anyone else."
They’re not familiar, is there a need to meet? Moreover, even if she treats them as family, they may not see her the same way.
"Alright, I understand." In the past, reaching this point in the conversation was usually enough. But this time, Xia Youbiao specifically asked, "What about Bo Yan?"
Xia Siyu glanced at Bo Yan, Bo Yan looked back at her, and Xia Siyu nodded, "He’s with me."
"Good, that’s good. What time is your flight? I’ll send someone to pick you up at the airport."
Usually, when she met her dad, it was just a meal and a chat, usually at home, or at most they’d find a private room in a restaurant to eat, then have some tea and rest a bit. But this time, he directly mentioned sending someone to pick them up.
Xia Siyu said, "That’s not necessary. I have a driver too."
"Then what time will you arrive home?" Seeing Xia Siyu refuse, he didn’t insist, he just asked further.
Even if Xia Siyu was dense, she felt that something seemed different this time. She glanced back at Bo Yan, who seemed unsurprised.
Xia Siyu said, "We will arrive early in the morning."
"Great, I’ll come by at 8 in the morning. I’ll bring some breakfast for you. I remember you like buns, fried dumplings, and eight-treasure porridge from XX the most, so I’ll bring you some when I come."
Actually, Xia Siyu and Bo Yan’s performance was at 9 p.m., so they could have stayed an extra night, but they would be flying back that night. Bo Yan had something to do; after all, Xia Siyu staying there or going back didn’t make much of a difference, so she went with him. freewebnøvel.com
Bo Yan was returning to confront Bosch. With the New Year approaching, many companies were announcing their financial status from the previous year. Bosch was the same, with beautiful reports. Although not advancing as rapidly as when Bo Qiliu took over a few years ago, it still fared well.
Moreover, recent Chinese concept stocks were very popular in the U.S. stock market, and with such reports, it naturally rose rapidly. Bosch had a 100% increase in the U.S. stock market in three years, meaning an investment of a hundred bucks three years ago would now yield two hundred. Bo Yan also invested in Bosch in the U.S. stock market, profiting from the momentum.
Especially after the release of the films "Sunrise" and "Spring Light" that he and his company invested in, the performance was good, and the revenue share just came in, resolving a pressing need.
Additionally, the reputation of his directing and the company’s production attracted many investors who wanted to cooperate with him. In the early days of the company, not much investment was attracted, and he had to run around to raise funds. Now his reputation had spread, so he didn’t have to worry much about filming investments. He was now well-prepared.
As for Bosch’s financial report, outsiders may not understand, but he certainly knows. Besides Li Yiru, there were insiders at Bosch tipping him off. Given Bosch’s sales this year, such performance was impossible. Which only means one thing—fraud. And financial fraud is very serious for a listed company, and for Bosch, it’s fatal. While other listed companies might have extra funds to tide over a crisis, even if the stock price crashes, they might struggle but not be devastated.
But Bosch is different. Its capital chain had already been stretched thin by years of blind expansion. What barely sustains it now is the attractive facade of data and the confidence investors have in it. Once that confidence is shattered, and the bubble is burst, unless a decisive action is taken, like slashing a significant part of the redundant structure, it might still survive. But if his uncle and cousin are still obstinate, it will undoubtedly collapse.
The timing was chosen for the New Year period. After all, during the New Year, the domestic stock market typically closes for over seven days. Not only the stock market, even most banks take turns resting. Even if open, it would be hard to mobilize major funds to save the situation quickly.
But abroad, there’s no such rule; business as usual with regular work and stock market activities. He’s just waiting for the right moment to bust open this bubble, using the New Year as an explosion.
He’s not a good guy; the Bo Family, his uncle and cousin can’t wait to get rid of him, fearing he would seize anything from Bosch. His grandfather raised him, gave him a good education, and he is grateful, but once choices are made, they never consider him. There’s an old saying: "It’s not the lack that one fears, but the uneven share." They don’t give to him, nor does he fight for it. But once anything happens, they shouldn’t blame him for not standing by his kin.
This time he went back early to discuss this matter with some people. After all, this sniping operation requires careful preparation, well-timed execution, and, crucially, money. Previously, he considered using Wall Street hot money, but after contact last year, he decided not to continue that cooperation. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
If those hot funds are unleashed, Bosch will have no chance of turning around, and it may also affect a large swath of other Chinese concept stocks listed in the U.S. Those people won’t care; as long as they can profit, as long as they smell blood, they’ll hit you relentlessly.
