"Are you serious? You really went bankrupt?"
As this voice rang out,
Everyone in the Zhou family turned their gaze toward the young man.
Seeing who had arrived,
Zhou Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment.
Then an indescribable joy welled up in her heart!
He could have chosen not to come.
But he came anyway.
Ignoring the noisy voices around them,
Zhou Qiaoqiao gazed lovingly at Xu Mo with her beautiful peach blossom eyes.
Then she stepped forward, wrapping her fair hands around Xu Mo.
Her delicate pink lips whispered coquettishly in his ear.
"Yes! Bankrupt. Didn't I tell you about it last time?"
"You heartless man, you didn't take it seriously at all."
[Holy crap!]
[I thought you were joking!]
[Who could have guessed this was real!]
"Ding, congratulations host, personal endurance +1"
Xu Mo didn't know how to respond.
He could only let the little devil take advantage of him for now.
And truth be told,
Those curves were all natural, no artificial enhancement.
Soft and supple.
The feeling was worlds apart from those produced in plastic surgery factories.
The Zhou family members, including Zhou Qiaoqiao's parents,
Were all dumbfounded.
Xu Mo didn't seem to reject his fiancée as much as rumored.
This was different from the information they had received!
Were they approaching this the wrong way?
Zhou Rongkang frowned, seeing that the situation was about to turn around, and he was about to lose his chance at inheriting the family's real power!
How could he possibly be content to let it return to Zhou Rongguang's hands?
Those trillion-plus in liquid assets were important to the Zhou family.
But for Zhou Rongkang and his faction,
It was more of an excuse!
An excuse to seize real power in the Zhou family.
After all, such a huge amount would definitely be recovered!
"Young Master Xu, we'd like to ask you something. Do you know what Qiaoqiao did with the family funds she transferred to your Xu family?"
Zhou Rongkang asked with a knife hidden behind his smile.
Looking at Xu Mo's expression,
He didn't seem to be in the know!
They absolutely couldn't give the couple a chance to be alone.
Zhou Rongkang's question
Was what everyone present cared about most!
Everyone held their breath.
Dozens of eyes watching.
Xu Mo felt embarrassed to continue their public display of affection, though he was somewhat reluctant.
But he had to stop for now.
He released the little devil.
[Huh? Has the little devil fallen so low as to take money from her own family? Gone completely broke? No wonder she was living in such a remote neighborhood last time]
[You're asking me? Who should I ask?]
[Young master doesn't handle money matters, you're asking the wrong person]
[Hey... could it be she secretly invested in oil?]
Xu Mo suddenly thought of something.
He hadn't considered bonds,
But went straight to thinking about futures!
That's right!
There was that time when the little devil came to his office seeking advice.
She probably made up her mind then.
Good heavens!
Who wouldn't love having such a wife!
Investing in futures was exactly right!
Soon the oil prices would crash dramatically.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's family fortune invested would be completely lost.
Even the Xu family's portion would be gone.
Then, Xu Mo could secretly transfer the Xu family's money to Zhou Qiaoqiao, right?
Let the Xu family suffer double, or even triple the losses.
Wasn't that effectively a major weakening move?
(*^▽^*)
The Xu family would bleed heavily.
Li Jiaxin and An Youyi would join forces, working with Dragon King Lin Fan in a coordinated attack.
Taking advantage of the weakness!
The Xu family's time would be up!
Brilliant!
"O(∩_∩)O Haha~ I know, I know!"
Xu Mo laughed heartily.
He was happier about losing money than making it.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's face turned red, wanting to laugh but holding it back.
She gave Xu Mo an annoyed glare.
Zhou Rongkang's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly continued his questioning.
"Could you tell us more about it?"
Upon seeing Xu Mo,
Zhou Rongkang had to be polite.
If the money had really been taken by the Xu family,
Then Zhou Rongguang's position in the Zhou family would plummet!
No one could tolerate
Having their money handed over to others.
"It went into investments, and my Xu family put in money too."
Xu Mo couldn't be happier inside.
His capable wife, the little devil, deserved half the credit.
Tonight they'd have extra dishes!
A proper celebration.
At this point, Xu Mo only thought the little devil had taken three or four hundred billion of the Zhou family's liquid assets.
At most,
Five or six hundred billion.
He hadn't considered it might be over a trillion.
o(*￣︶￣*)o
Heh... just five or six hundred billion in losses.
The Xu family could afford it with a bit of bleeding.
Everyone gasped.
It was exactly as Zhou Qiaoqiao had explained.
The money had been put to proper use.
Hearing that the Xu family had also invested,
Those who had opposed earlier suddenly fell silent!
Trade secrets!
Genuine trade secrets.
Their questioning of Zhou Qiaoqiao,
Setting aside family relationships,
Had already violated the law.
If the Xu family's comprehensive legal department came after them!
The ones going to jail would be them.
In an instant,
Everyone chose silence.
Those uncles and aunts who had stood up to criticize Zhou Qiaoqiao were now sick with regret.
"Qiaoqiao, it was your fourth aunt's fault earlier, please forgive any offense."
"Sister Qiaoqiao, your sister-in-law spoke without thinking just now, please don't hold it against me."
"People can misjudge sometimes, your third uncle is old and his mind isn't always clear, you won't mind, right?"
The fair-weather friends switched sides.
The situation had changed dramatically.
Even a fool would know
Following Zhou Rongkang now would be a dead end.
The Zhou family's current doubled growth was largely thanks to Zhou Qiaoqiao
People are always forgetful, staying quiet when receiving benefits but complaining at the slightest loss of interest
The setup is that Qiaoqiao wanted to use this internal competition to lead the Zhou family to new heights
To become the leader of the four great families, plus the Zhou family had a share in the over 30 trillion in liquid assets
Unfortunately, that was for the future, and short-sighted relatives couldn't see it, so they scattered like monkeys when the tree falls
Two more updates coming, love you all (づ￣3￣)づ╭❤～ muah
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pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
