In no time, most of the support Xu Fei needed was arranged.
“Darling, everything’s ready on my end. You can start now!”
Lin Qingxue nodded, immediately gathered the necessary documents, and took Hualing to transfer her assets.
But just then, Hualing suddenly hesitated and said to Lin Qingxue,
“Sister Xue, I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want to transfer my assets.”
“What? Why? Are you backing out? We don’t have time to waver.”
Lin Qingxue initially thought Hualing was reluctant to part with her money.
But what Hualing said next stunned her.
“No, Sister Xue, it’s not that I can’t let go. I want to donate all my current assets to various charities!”
“Even if I’m left with nothing, I won’t let Brother Hao get a single penny!”
Hearing this, even Lin Qingxue and Xu Fei couldn’t help but admire Hualing’s courage.
After a quick tally, Hualing’s total assets were around ten million, no small sum!
“Well done, Hualing! I support you. It’s just ten million! Once our company is set up, you’ll earn even more!”
Hualing’s words sparked passion in Lin Qingxue’s heart, and Xu Fei gave a slight smile, showing respect and agreement.
The paperwork was quickly sorted, and the next step was to announce the news.
As a public figure, Hualing needed to make this public, or the ensuing media pressure would be too much for her to handle.
But just then, Xu Fei spoke up.
“Wait. The unwritten rule only says you need to announce your bankruptcy, but it doesn’t specify which platform, right?”
Xu Fei knew that with Hualing’s influence, announcing her bankruptcy on a major platform would make it the day’s top headline!
With Brother Hao’s resources, he’d easily learn of it and guess what Xu Fei and the others were planning.
Giving him time to react wasn’t what Xu Fei wanted.
Hualing nodded.
“You’re right, but even so, what’s your plan, Brother Fei?”
Xu Fei smiled and gently patted her head.
“Don’t worry, leave the rest to me. You and Sister Xue just wait here!”
With that, Xu Fei had Hell’s Ear search for the most obscure media outlet in the capital, a newspaper on the verge of collapse.
“Morning News? That’s the one. Send me the address!”
Hell’s Ear quickly sent the address, and Xu Fei rushed over.
When he parked, he saw an old building, only four stories high, looking like something from the last century.
The “Morning News” sign was rusted. Xu Fei strode inside.
Inside, the large company had only three or four employees left. He happened to meet a middle-aged man covered in grime.
“Excuse me, who are you?”
The man seemed polite enough. Xu Fei got straight to the point.
“I’m here to see the boss of Morning News!”
