"Brother, you didn't go rob a bank, did you? Or kidnap some super-rich tycoon?"
After being stunned for quite a while, Qin Fei finally reacted, looking at Qin Ning with a face full of shock.
Five million.
This was a fortune she wouldn't dare dream of in her entire life.
But now, it was placed right in front of her, real and tangible.
"Is that the kind of person your brother is in your heart?" Qin Ning couldn't help but laugh.
"Of course not."
Qin Fei shook her head vigorously and asked again, "Then where did this money..."
"Don't worry, the source is completely clean. Just spend it and don't ask about the rest," Qin Ning said.
"But..."
"No buts," Qin Ning interrupted her.
Subsequently, the two arrived in the bank lobby.
Qin Ning planned to withdraw the money and deposit it into Qin Fei's bank card.
After all, the current card was given by Aunt Lin, and using it would always have many inconveniences.
However, transferring such a large sum of money, especially from a card under someone else's name, would involve a rather troublesome process.
Therefore, Qin Ning directly asked Qin Fei for Aunt Lin's phone number.
Lin Lan had left it for her during their meal last time.
"Hello, is this Little Fei?"
The call connected, and Lin Lan's voice came from the other end.
"It's me, Aunt Lin. My brother needs to speak with you," Qin Fei said, then handed the phone to Qin Ning.
She wasn't stupid. From Qin Ning asking her to make this call, she could deduce that this five million was very likely related to Aunt Lin.
"Aunt Lin, Little Fei and I are at the bank right now. Yes, I plan to transfer that five million into Little Fei's card. Mmh, alright, then I'll trouble you to handle it."
After just a few simple words, Qin Ning hung up the phone. The two then sat in the waiting area of the bank lobby, waiting quietly.
Meanwhile, in the office of the Lanmeng Group.
After hanging up Qin Ning's call, Lin Lan immediately dialed a number in her contacts that she hadn't called in a long time.
In the capital, Zhou De, who was currently at the airport preparing to fly back to Liu City, couldn't help but feel a bit surprised when he saw the name on the caller ID.
In his memory, ever since he divorced Lin Lan, she had seemingly never contacted him on her own initiative, not even when that incident happened to their son, Zhou Ping'an.
"Hello."
Harboring curiosity in his heart, Zhou De answered the phone.
Lin Lan didn't waste words, directly and quickly recounting what Qin Ning had just said.
Actually, she could have solved it herself; after all, she was the one who gave the card to Qin Ning, so she just needed to send someone to coordinate.
But considering Qin Ning's special status, Lin Lan felt it would be better to let Zhou De know about these matters.
"Mmh, alright, I understand. I'll arrange for someone to head over right now. By the way, which bank is it? Send the exact location to my phone, don't get it wrong."
Hearing that it was a matter concerning Qin Ning, Zhou De had to take it seriously.
After all, this was an existence that transcended the secular world, and who had, not long ago, saved Elder Zeng.
"Hello, Secretary Zhang? No matter where you are or what you're doing right now, drop whatever is on hand and immediately head to the bank..."
On this end of the phone, Secretary Zhang, dressed in a suit and leather shoes with a buzz cut, was currently hosting an important meeting. After receiving Zhou De's call, he immediately sprang into action.
He had followed Zhou De for a few years and clearly knew his personality. Never once had he appeared somewhat flustered like he did today.
"Understood, Director Zhou. I will go handle it right away."
Hanging up the phone, Secretary Zhang immediately announced the suspension of the meeting, and then hurriedly left the conference hall.
On the way to the bank, Secretary Zhang couldn't help but grow curious. Just what kind of figure could make the dignified top leader of Liu City treat them so seriously?
Judging from the meaning over the phone, this was just a trivial matter of withdrawing and depositing money.
Carrying doubts in his heart, Secretary Zhang arrived in the bank lobby ten minutes later.
"Oh my, Secretary Zhang, what brings you here? If you needed anything, you could have just told me with a single phone call."
Just as he entered the door, a pot-bellied, bespectacled middle-aged man walked over from not far away.
This was the bank manager. He had been just about to head out when he recognized Secretary Zhang at a glance and hurriedly went up to greet him attentively.
However, Secretary Zhang waved his hand at him, ignoring him, and instead cast his gaze around the lobby.
Based on Zhou De's description, Secretary Zhang quickly identified Qin Ning and his sister sitting in the waiting area, and immediately walked over.
"Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Qin Ning?"
Approaching them, Secretary Zhang bowed his head and bent his waist, looking extremely respectful. This sight completely dumbfounded the bank manager standing to the side.
Who was Secretary Zhang?
He was the secretary of Liu City's top leader, yet he had such an attitude toward a young man like this.
Actually, it wasn't just the bank manager; Secretary Zhang himself was equally astonished in his heart.
Because Qin Ning was truly too young, looking to be only twenty-two or twenty-three years old.
Yet it was such a young man who caused Zhou De, as the top leader, to personally call and order him to drop all matters at hand to rush over here.
Could this be some young master from the capital?
"That's me."
Qin Ning glanced at him and nodded lightly.
Seeing his calm and breezy demeanor, along with that seemingly innate extraordinary aura, Secretary Zhang immediately confirmed that the young man before him was definitely not simple.
He didn't even have the courage to reach out and shake hands with Qin Ning.
"Director Zhou has already spoken to me on the phone just now. I happened to be nearby, so I rushed over immediately. May I ask what business Mr. Qin is trying to handle, or which process has encountered an issue?"
"This is my sister, Qin Fei. Just help me transfer the money from this card into the bank card under her name," Qin Ning said.
"Understood."
Secretary Zhang nodded earnestly. After taking the bank card, he immediately called over the bank manager he had just cold-shouldered and instructed him to arrange personnel to handle it right away.
The bank manager was stunned.
Secretary Zhang personally made a trip here just for this trivial matter?
How is that possible?
Just who exactly were this young brother and sister pair?
To actually make Secretary Zhang, who was practically equivalent to the city's second-in-command, run over like a little lackey to personally serve them.
Right now, he could only pray in his heart that no blind staff member in the bank had offended these two ancestors just now.
Thinking this in his heart, the manager didn't dare hesitate in the slightest, immediately arranging for someone to carry out the transfer.
"Mr. Qin, it's done. Here is your bank card."
A few minutes later, Secretary Zhang, having received the bank card from the manager, appeared in front of Qin Ning again.
"Alright, thank you for your trouble."
Qin Ning nodded lightly, took the bank card, and handed it to Qin Fei, who was still somewhat dazed at the moment. He then smiled and asked, "Little Fei, I saw a driver's license on the TV cabinet yesterday. Is it yours?"
"Yes."
Qin Fei nodded. "The company required me to get my license when I was hired. After all, sometimes I have to take clients around to look at properties, though I always drive the company cars. Why do you ask?"

his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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.”

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”