The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 812

Robbie was so angry that he had smashed several computers. At this time, the receptionist ran in, panting and saying, “Oh no, Mr. James, someone’s forcing their way in and wants to see you!” “What’s there to see? Find someone to get rid of them! Can’t you see that I’m busy?!” Robbie shouted angrily. The receptionist said timidly, “But we can’t stop them. They’ve already forced their way in.” Robbie raised his head and stared at her angrily. Then, he got up and said, “Who the hell is here to see me at this hour?” The receptionist shook her head and said hesitantly, “They didn’t say.” “F*ck!” Robbie simply said gruffly, “Get some people to stop them and drive them away. I’m not seeing them!” After that, Robbie stopped talking. Then, he sat on the sofa while smoking a cigarette. “Mr. James, could it be related to Beacon?” Leo suddenly said. Beacon? Robbie quickly sat up. “It can’t be. The PR in Beacon is rubbish. Besides, it’s already so late. Who the hell could it be?” Robbie shook his head. No matter how good the other party is, how could they find his company so quickly? “Could it be that Mr. Clarke?” Leo asked again, his face full of doubts and uncertainty.

himself too. It was hard for him to believe that someone would do so much for Beacon! One billion! Was Beacon that rich? Tonight, Robbie finally understood the terrible power of financial capital! In the past, he thought he was invincible when he manipulated public opinion. However, tonight's counter-attack had caught him off guard. He did not even have any ability to parry, which made him very depressed. Suddenly! A scream filled the entire hall! “Mr. James, look, our market value has plunged! It took

buy in the stocks. We must stabilize it!” Robbie was still thinking clearly and did not panic. However, before he could make a call, the cell phone rang. “Mr. Neal, what? You sold your shares?” “Mr. Bill, you sold them too?” “Mr. Saunders, your 30 million shares… What, you sold everything?” Instantly, Robbie’s breath was stuck in his chest. He spat a mouthful

comfort of his assistant. “Fortunately, the company still has three major shareholders. They definitely won't sell their shares at this time. I can still get it back!” Robbie gritted his teeth and sat up, his pupils dancing with anger. He felt it. The attacks from the opponent, one after another, were driving him to his death! A tough opponent! No, Robbie had no chance to resist at all! Too rapid, too dense! Was it Beacon? His rivals? Did someone take advantage of the situation and threw him under the bus? Bam! Robbie smashed the glass in his hand and roared. “Who the hell is f*cking with me?!” However,