Rebirth: Super Banking System - Chapter 2568 - 2406: This Is Impossible!

As these words were spoken.
Everyone’s gaze turned to Cecil once more.
There was curiosity.
There was dissatisfaction.
Whose game is this?
They were desperate to know. They had a suspicion, that it might be that family from Europe, but there were many mysteries.
Impossible to sort out.
Upon hearing this.
Cecil leaned back in his chair and glanced around the room.
“And you? Do you agree as well? If not, we can change the way we talk. I’m not interested in solving puzzles for all of you. Understand?”
“…”
Everyone exchanged glances.
Indeed.
Earlier it was just the Morgan family making a statement. They all wanted to watch the show, but seeing the current situation, Cecil was not willing to perform for them.
But.
They were reluctant to agree with Morgan’s words.
A single answer.
Was not worth dragging everyone into.
Silence!
The atmosphere quieted down. Their own people outside had no idea what was happening, the situation was completely under Cecil’s control, even their lives were not in their own hands.
How to negotiate?
…
At this moment.
Gitti also smiled wryly, the current situation was truly tense as if on the brink of an eruption. Mishandling it, tomorrow’s headlines could shock the world.
Moreover.
Looking at the organization’s intentions.
Today.
They must be made to surrender, with no chance of preparing to counterattack. If successful, heavens! The world is going to change!
The organization she belongs to.
Will become a supreme existence in this world, wielding unimaginable power and wealth, becoming the greatest force on Earth.
Honestly.
She was also immensely curious about who was making the moves nearby.
…
A minute later.
“Ahem!”
Morgan coughed lightly and activated the mic.
“Cecil.”
“Actually, there’s no need to say it, I can roughly guess. Telling us nothing puts us in a difficult position. Just talk, after all, you’re holding all the cards.”
“We also need to weigh whether to agree or not.”
Upon hearing this.
Cecil smiled at him.
“Old Morgan, you’re right, but if you hope that thing in your button can notify your men, I can only say.”
“You’re… overthinking.”
At this point.
Old Morgan lost his calm, his face showing surprise.
“How could you possibly know?”
This matter.
Few people knew, could it be, someone under him…
“There’s nothing impossible about it, just like ten minutes ago, could you have imagined the current situation? When you’re old, you should learn one thing—accept reality.”
“And.”
“Many of you have various ’insurance measures,’ but please don’t have high expectations for them; they’re useless.”
These words.
Made everyone grimace.
At the same time.
Filled them with more panic.
After all.
These were all precautions. At this age, they cherished life, but hadn’t anticipated that Cecil knew everything, and that was a bit frightening.
He knew.
Yet was still so arrogant.
Therefore.
It was certain that the other side had the absolute strength to ’rebel’ and was confident that today’s outcome would favor ERV. That’s why they were acting like this.
God!
They really wished this was a dream, and that they would wake up soon, too terrifying.
…
For a moment.
The room fell silent again, with the insurance measures overturned, their confidence was diminished, and having lived so long, they knew one thing deeply.
—Chips are the most important thing in negotiations.
Clearly.
They had lost quite a few.
Of course.
To say they’ve lost completely isn’t true yet, after all, each of them is backed by a powerful consortium, wielding unimaginable strength to outsiders—that’s their confidence.
But…at close quarters, people in a state of opposition.
No matter how powerful.
They couldn’t fend off the weapons at such a close range, and that’s when Cecil spoke:
“Alright.”
“It seems the events just now allowed you to recognize reality, and that’s a good start. Now, let’s discuss the terms.”
“Compliance.”
“It’s not enslavement.”
“From now on.”
“You just need to obey in certain matters. We have no interest in your money, and we will even offer you considerable benefits.”
“Help consolidate your position.”
“Continue sitting at the world’s top powers.”
And after the stick.
The carrot naturally follows.
“You can continue to lead stable lives, enjoying power and status. I’ve said everything here, and I think you should also realize one thing.”
“Today, we are determined to win.”
“No second outcome is allowed.”
“Understand?”
Cecil’s final question echoed through the room.
These words.
Shattered the last threads of hope among the consortium members. Cecil was right; he had put it all on the table and had escalated things to this point.
There was no intention of returning in defeat.
Either.
The other side wins.
Or.
They lose.
In short.
Their lives were now in someone else’s hands, with no chips left on the table. This situation cast a gloomy atmosphere over the room.
This game.
How to break it?
They were all old men on the threshold of death, someone who could knock down a person with one punch. They didn’t want to die, nor have another overlord above them, it was very distressing.
…
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Cecil didn’t press them further, silently sipping his tea. Gitti was a little anxious, as these people wanted to ’stall for time’ seeking a turning point.
How could she not know?
But.
She was insignificant.
Her part ended, and since Cecil had taken the stage, the whole scene was his. She was merely one who had taken her bow.
Suddenly.
“Creak!”
The main gate was pushed open.
Instantly.
All eyes turned toward the entrance, the consortium members were first pleased, thinking a turn of events had come, while Gitti panicked slightly, for she had her back to the door.
If it were the enemy, she would be the first to bear the brunt.
But.
Turning her head.
She witnessed a shocking scene as Tang Qing walked in, dressed casually, with a handsome face wearing a faint smile.
Walking leisurely.
As if at home.
Immediately.
Gitti stood up, and Cecil also stood up and bowed slightly. A single word ’Commander’ made the atmosphere in the room freeze.
This word.
Was spoken in Chinese.
However.
Many in attendance knew a bit of Chinese, and with the respectful demeanor, it was clear, the person’s identity was higher than his, which was shocking.
ERV.
A new consortium, Cecil, the richest man in the world.
What about Tang Qing?
Just the second richest tycoon, a Huaxia man with no foundation, even though the Epoch mobile phone used processors and technologies from ERV.
The Comet Group, too, didn’t earn much money. Microcrystalline Technology’s holographic imaging technology and the lifelines were controlled by Myanmar Bank Group, as was the Constant Temperature Clothing.
Hummingbird Business Storage, although it appeared large, truly didn’t make much money.
In short.
Tang Qing’s subsidiary companies were quite empty, and could easily topple one day.
But.
Now.
Cecil was respectfully deferring to Tang Qing and for Tang Qing to be here, it was almost certain, Tang Qing was a member of that organization.
Moreover.
His status was very high.
Then.
The next words left them completely unsettled, almost jumping from their chairs. Tang Qing sat down where Gitti stood up.
“Pop!”
Placing his feet on the chair, smiling faintly.
“I heard you all wanted to see me.”
These words.
At the scene, nobody was a fool; they immediately understood the implication. They had just said they wanted to see the one controlling the game, and Tang Qing’s words made it very clear.
“Hiss!”
They screamed internally: This can’t be!


