Chapter Two: One Black Badge for One Fallen Genius

After legal and guarantee fees, they controlled only 860,000 yuan—still absurdly short of thirty million. Jiming pushed the auction notice toward her. “We don't buy the asset package.” “The debt, then?” “Not that either.” He pointed to the black badge. “If Xuanheng once legally held a repurchase priority, that right may have passed to its post-liquidation shareholders. We restore the entity and use the priority to intercept the sale.” At the corporate archive, however, the final liquidation page stated that all Xuanheng's residual rights had been assigned to Yunjing. The road appeared closed. Yanqiu touched the page. A gold thread passed through the stamp and stopped at a nearly invisible spot of ink.