Ruby was a little distracted.
Negan, so mysterious.
He probably didn't want anyone to know just how powerful he was, right?
Thinking about being picked up by Negan… and even being smacked by him…
Ruby's beautiful face turned red instantly.
"What does it have to do with you?" she asked coldly, blushing.
The directors fell silent.
Link Group was founded by Ruby's family.
Even though the shares had been diluted several times, the Ruby family still had a firm grip on the company.
No one dared to offend her.
Ruby turned around, left the conference room, and returned to the 36th floor.
This was her spacious office—minimalist, but grand.
Nina followed and said, "There's a £350 million investment opportunity today. You'll need to review it."
"Alright, I got it."
Link Group, a financial company, had also entered angel investment in recent years.
Thanks to sharp investment foresight, they now held shares in several major platforms—delivery services, ride-hailing apps, and short video platforms.
After Nina briefed her, she left the office.
Ruby sat in her chair, absentminded.
"Will I turn into a cat again?"
"It's possible… better be cautious."
Ruby decided she'd leave work at 4 PM.
But—where would she go?
Home was the obvious choice.
She could have the staff prepare dinner, and even if she became a cat again after getting home, it wouldn't be a problem.
But then...
A thought crossed her mind that even she found terrifying.
"Go to Negan's place?"
"No way, no way. Last time was an accident—this time if I go back on my own… isn't that like I want to peek into his life?"
"I'm the president of Link Group!"
Even as she mentally denied it, she had her secretary rent a house next to Negan's.
She even had the door lock changed to a lighter one—one that could be opened by a cat jumping on it.
Nina was confused by the instructions but followed them anyway.
Meanwhile—
Negan woke up.
"Little Flower?"
That was the name he had given the cat.
No response.
He got up, warmed a bag of milk, checked his phone, replied to some messages, and then looked around.
Gone?
Negan was alarmed.
Did his cat open the door and run away?
Then he noticed—two articles of clothing were missing from the balcony!
Negan checked his computer and quickly reviewed his accounts.
Was it a burglary?!
His first thought—and the only reasonable one.
The thief stole his cat and a piece of his clothing?!
Soon, he confirmed that none of his valuables or money were missing.
Negan was baffled.
What was going on?
Did the cat… run away with his clothes?
As ridiculous as it sounded, it was also the only explanation that fit.
"Looks like I've missed my fate with Little Flower."
Negan sighed regretfully.
After breakfast, he arrived at the office at 9 a.m.
Link Financial had flexible hours—punctuality didn't matter as long as you got the work done.
At his desk, Negan settled in.
Johnson walked over and said, "The president is back."
Negan didn't care. "Oh."
Johnson sighed, "What a pity. If you could win the president over, I swear, you're the living embodiment of a male lead in a romance novel."
Negan shot him a disgusted look. "Stop reading girlie romance novels."
A 32-year-old grown man, obsessed with sweet female-centric webfics.
Ridiculous.
Johnson grinned. "They're good though. You should give them a try."
"Nope."
"Then why don't you just go chase President Ruby? Let me live vicariously through a real-life CP."
Negan replied flatly, "Then go tell the president yourself. Say I like her and want to date her."
"If she's fine with it, I don't mind either."
Johnson wrinkled his brow. "Why should I say it?"
"See? Even you think it's impossible." Negan shrugged. "Stop dreaming. Isn't a good dinner after work more satisfying?"
Ruby was indeed attractive.
Not too old.
Never even been in love.
Negan didn't dislike her.
But chasing a woman?
Too much work.
Playing games was far more enjoyable.
Johnson shook his head in regret.
That afternoon—
Negan suddenly received news.
Softix Energy had officially filed a lawsuit against Dot Energy!
Here it comes!
The lawsuit happened sooner than expected.
As soon as the news dropped—
Dot Energy's stock price plunged!
A minute earlier, the stock had reached £199 per share.
And then?
Plummeted—down to £186 in seconds!
A dive!
Some parties attempted to stabilize it.
Likely big institutions holding Dot Energy, trying to buy the dip and halt the drop.
But then—
The London consortium announced they were pulling out of Dot completely.
No one could protect it anymore.
Within 10 minutes, the price had dropped to £140.35!
So far—
Negan had earned £166,000!
In a single day!
£500,000 principal turned into £666,000!
And it was still falling!
Negan was in no rush.
Dot Energy's patent was core tech.
Now that it was compromised—
The stock would keep dropping.
Just as Negan was riding the high—
Johnson gasped. "Damn! Our company's directors are crazy! They bypassed the analysis department and directly sold off all shares in Dot Energy!"
"Link is actually dodging the crash?!"
"I heard there's some expert behind President Ruby who warned her in advance!"
Negan raised an eyebrow.
"Who's that powerful?"