CHAPTER 866 THIS LITTLE BIT OF MONEY
They would rather Jiang Ning use some forceful method or even fight his way through and the Long family wouldn't have been afraid of him. But Jiang Ning had actually used such a method and the Long family didn't know what to do at all.
"Chang Zaiyuan!” Long Xiang clenched his fists tightly and his eyes were bulging. He never thought that things would turn out like this.
The Chang family had so many highly skilled fighters. Why weren't they able to kill Jiang Ning?
They even had a high chance of killing Jiang Daoran with that sort of lineup. So why...
"That Chang family was probably in cahoots with Jiang Ning in the first place, and this was their scheme!" guessed Long Fei. "The Chang family pretended to work with us, but in reality, they..."
"Enough!" Long Xiang bellowed. "This is not the time to talk about these useless things!"
"Think of something!” He clenched his teeth and took a deep breath. "We have to think of something. Linglong Group cannot disappear just like that. It cannot. The future of the Long family depends on Linglong Group! That's the biggest thing we have!"
Long Fei didn't dare to speak.
Long Xiang could only pace up and down and couldn't think of anything either.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. The angrier he became, the more anxious he got. His entire face was red now.
"What is that Jiang Ning doing right now?" asked Long Xiang.
"He's trying to hire people...” Long Fei hesitated for a while. "Linglong Group has collapsed, but Jiang Ning is trying to hire our ex-staff. I've already sent people to get them back on our side."
Jiang Ning had already taken away all the company assets and information, but he also wanted the staff.
"We have to get them back!"
"I don't care how much we have to pay!"
Long Xiang was shouting at the top of his lungs. owns all © content.
"Yes, Dad!"
Long Fei didn't dare to speak anymore. He only had a rough idea as to how much the family had lost. But after he saw the way Long Xiang reacted, it was probably far more than he had imagined.
He spat the blood out from his mouth and ran out of the house.
Meanwhile.
A small car with large loudspeakers installed on the front of the car and on the car doors was driving around. Jiang Ning was seated inside with his legs crossed casually, while Li Dong was holding onto a microphone and shouting into it.
"We're hiring now! Lin Group is hiring!"
"As long as you resigned from Linglong Group, we're taking you! Even if you're a cleaner, Lin Group wants you!"
"We'll give you the best salary and package, ensure the best working environment for you and help you to build your career!"
He continued blaring into the microphone with a drink in his hand. After shouting for a bit, he'd drink a mouthful and continue yelling. The car continued to drive through every street with the loudspeakers blasting away.
"Don't miss this chance! Linglong Group has already collapsed, so Lin Group will be a brighter future for you!"
"The boss has too much money to spare, so he's giving away so much his hands have become weak...AHH!"
Li Dong suddenly felt someone pinch his thighs so hard that he yelped.
Jiang Ning looked out at the curious onlookers and nodded.
"Li Dong, the situation in the north is stable at the moment but it won't be like this for long. I'll return to Donghai first," he said quietly. "The mission I have for you right now is to make sure we rehire all the staff who used to work for Linglong Group. I don't care if they were cleaners or receptionists, make sure they all sign on with us!"
"As long as they know anything about Linglong Group, regardless of whether it's a top secret or just gossip, get answers out of them. If they want money, give them money. If they want a car, give it to them. If they ask for a house, they can have a house!"
"Money is not a problem! Tell me how much you need and I'll give it to you."
Li Dong immediately sat up and his eyes were shining brightly.
"Brother Ning, don't you care about the cost?"
This was going to cost a lot.
"This little bit of money," scoffed Jiang Ning. "Who cares about it?"