Moments later, a black Rolls-Royce Ghost glided silently to the entrance of the police station. It parked perfectly, eye-catching yet not overly ostentatious.
Jiang Chengshan pushed the car door open. The hot wind swept away the last trace of the air conditioner's cool breeze, subsequently stirring up a restless heat in his heart.
The situation was far more troublesome than any possibility he had imagined.
He originally thought that with his friendship with Chief Wang, bailing someone out would only take a few words. But now, Chief Wang's hesitant tone on the phone made him instantly realize that the big shot on the opposing side had already sent someone to personally oversee the situation.
Under these circumstances, Jiang Chengshan couldn't exploit any time gap at all.
Therefore, he had no choice but to step forward personally. The most important thing was to get Jiang Chengyue to hand over the memory card and try to completely suppress this matter.
Tianyun Century Group, a major taxpayer in Yangcheng, sounded infinitely glorious.
But Jiang Chengshan knew better than anyone else that in the face of certain things, money was as fragile as paper.
No matter how valuable it was, it could never compare to power.
Many female-oriented novels were deeply influenced by capitalism; in their view, having money meant you could do anything.
For example, stopping a plane at the airport, halting a high-speed train at the station, setting off fireworks on a whim, or flying a helicopter whenever they pleased.
In reality, the wealthy were nothing more than playthings for the powerful.
Thus, as he stepped over this threshold, Jiang Chengshan completely concealed the arrogant aura of a business tycoon.
He straightened the hem of his suit, raised his hand, and carefully knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Come in."
The voice inside was not loud, but it carried a condescending sense of leisure, as if making someone wait was a favor he bestowed.
They clearly already knew who was at the door.
At this moment, Li Hu, who was sitting in the main seat, repeatedly wanted to light a cigarette. However, with the leader present, he ultimately forced his hand back down.
Logically speaking, a wealthy man like Jiang Chengshan could easily crush someone in a grassroots position like him.
But today, with a big shot by his side, he was going to exploit this borrowed power to throw his weight around no matter what.
The door was pushed open, and Jiang Chengshan's figure appeared in the doorway, a perfectly measured humble smile hanging on his face.
Li Hu shot a sidelong glance at the door, feeling incredibly thrilled inside.
Jiang Chengshan, the chairman of Tianyun Group, was the kind of person who usually looked down his nose at grassroots staff like him.
But today, in this small office, didn't he still have to tuck his tail between his legs?
Chief Wang knew that he and Jiang Chengshan were tied together, so he immediately stood up to make the introduction:
"This is Mr. Jiang Chengshan, Chairman of Tianyun Century Group. He has contributed greatly to our Yangcheng, providing numerous employment opportunities..."
His words sounded like he was paving the way for Jiang Chengshan, while also finding a graceful out for himself.
As soon as Jiang Chengshan entered, he saw Secretary Ou, who didn't even lift his head to cast him a glance.
He also recognized Secretary Ou, but since Chief Wang hadn't introduced him yet, he couldn't speak up.
It was only after Chief Wang gave a sweeping introduction of Jiang Chengshan that he turned his gaze to Secretary Ou.
"This is Secretary Ou, who came from the city level to guide our work..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Secretary Ou, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly looked up.
His gaze was faint and devoid of emotion, yet it felt like a searchlight, illuminating Jiang Chengshan inside and out.
"President Jiang."
Secretary Ou spoke. His voice was very light, carrying a hint of a smile.
"I hear your business is quite massive."
Jiang Chengshan's heart skipped a beat. It seemed the other party was preparing to demand an exorbitant price.
However, he could only bite the bullet, lower his head, and say, "It's just average. This is all thanks to the full support of the Yangcheng government."
Yet, Secretary Ou's smile faded.
"So you do know that it's our Yangcheng government giving you full support? Is this how you repay the government?"
His expression was incredibly stern. In Secretary Ou's eyes, he had Jiang Chengshan completely under his thumb.
Initially, they thought it was just an ordinary reporter, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be Jiang Chengshan's younger sister.
With this being the case, there was much more room for manipulation.
So he mentioned this matter to that big shot, and the big shot also felt it could be exploited, thus giving Secretary Ou full authority to handle it.
After all, the person currently locked up was Jiang Chengyue.
Jiang Chengshan took a deep breath and forced a smile onto his face.
"How could that be, Secretary Ou? Our group has always abided by the law and paid taxes on time."
"But your sister is picking quarrels and provoking trouble." Secretary Ou tapped his finger on the sofa rhythmically.
Li Hu, on the other hand, directly slammed the table.
"President Jiang, Jiang Chengyue trespassed onto private property. This already counts as picking quarrels and provoking trouble. You'd better make her hand over the illegally filmed materials immediately, otherwise..."
Jiang Chengshan's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Otherwise what? What do you want to do? Be impolite to me? Heh."
Jiang Chengshan only had a few untouchable reverse scales, and his sister was one of them.
At this very moment, Jiang Chengshan seemed like a completely different person. He stared at Secretary Ou.
"The photos are in my hands. What are you acting so arrogant for? Even if your master came to me in person, he wouldn't dare speak to me like this. Do you really think coming from the city makes you that formidable?"
Jiang Chengshan's words made Secretary Ou's face stiffen.
He hadn't expected Jiang Chengshan to suddenly become so discourteous.
Jiang Chengshan bypassed Chief Wang and said coldly, "The big shot behind you, how big can he be? With just a nod of my head, even if it means mutual destruction, I can drag all of you down from your high horses. Do you think I can do it or not?"
He even lowered his voice and leaned close to Secretary Ou's ear.
"Why do you think I, Jiang Chengshan, starting from scratch, managed to build such a massive empire? Because everyone who stood in my way is already dead."
Hearing these words, a chill ran through Secretary Ou's heart.
Just as he was about to say something else, the office door was suddenly pushed open.
"What an imposing air, President Jiang. If I didn't know better, I would have thought this was America, where you capitalists get the final say in everything."
The person walking through the door was the big shot—Qin Liang.
Jiang Chengshan stared at Qin Liang.
Qin Liang had been transferred to Yangcheng three years ago. His political track record was quite impressive, or at least he had a good reputation among the public.
But knowing a person's face doesn't mean knowing their heart. The fact that Qin Liang secretly enjoyed engaging in depraved affairs was simply something ordinary citizens couldn't see.
"So, Official Qin is serving the people, then?"
Qin Liang's expression was rather ugly. No one ever dared to directly oppose him like this, but he still let out a cold sneer.
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Li Hu had already walked over and directly pressed a hand down onto Jiang Chengshan's shoulder.
"President Jiang, you are now suspected of being involved in a case of instigating others to trespass. Please submit to an investigation."
Then, he added a sentence.
Once a person is locked up in a cell, no matter what kind of earth-shattering storm you try to stir up, you won't be able to change a single thing.
This was power.
Hearing this, Jiang Chengshan frowned and said, "This is a violation of procedure! I will..."
Li Hu directly delivered a vicious punch to Jiang Chengshan's stomach.
"In here, I am the procedure. Understand?"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"