Lin Qingwan clenched her fists tightly.
Little Xuan hated the Lin family so much that he might actually be laughing at them right now.
Jiang Shuqin crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and said coldly, "That ungrateful wretch Lin Xuan is definitely snickering in secret!"
After all, the Lin family's current predicament was a masterpiece entirely orchestrated by Lin Xuan.
"Mom, Big Sister," Lin Li spoke up. "The reason I want to develop the company like this is so that we can all have a better life, and also so that we won't be looked down upon by Lin Xuan."
Smack!
Jiang Shuqin slammed her hand on the table.
"Invest! Li'er, just go ahead and do it boldly. Mom will invest twenty million for you!"
Lin Qingwan pursed her lips.
Her money was just sitting there anyway.
She might as well take some out and let Little Li give it a shot.
Who knows, maybe Little Li could actually succeed?
"Little Li, Big Sister will also invest twenty million," Lin Qingwan said.
Lin Li frowned.
He knew they both had a lot of money on hand, yet they were only willing to give such a small amount.
These Lin family members were all a bunch of profit-driven people.
But it was fine.
With this start, once there were some results, he would squeeze more money out of their pockets.
Until he drained all their savings dry.
Lin Li said, "Mom, Big Sister, thank you for your support. Don't worry, I will definitely develop the company well and won't let your money go down the drain."
"Later on, I will draw up a contract and give you some shares."
Of course, this contract would be fake.
How could he give them shares in a company he worked so hard to build?
He had ways to make them sign the contract without reading its contents.
"Li'er, we are all family. Why do we need to sign any contracts?" Jiang Shuqin said.
Lin Li replied, "Mom, how can it work if you don't sign a contract? Even if we are the closest of relatives, we still need to divide the shares clearly."
"Alright, alright, alright." Jiang Shuqin smiled and nodded. "We'll listen to you, Li'er. We will sign this contract."
Lin Qingwan nodded.
Li'er was still quite reliable. At least he wouldn't backstab her like Little Xuan did.
"Mom, Big Sister, I want to start the company quickly, otherwise I'm worried that medical talent will be snatched away by someone else," Lin Li said with a troubled look.
Jiang Shuqin and Lin Qingwan understood what Lin Li meant and immediately took out their phones to transfer the money to him.
Looking at the message sent by the bank on his phone, the corners of Lin Li's lips curled up in a triumphant smirk.
Now that the money from Lin Qingwan and his mother had arrived in his account, it was time to go ask Lin Chang and Lin Qingxiu for money.
He was going to invest all of the Lin family's money into the company.
And he wouldn't share a single cent of the profits with them.
This was the consequence of Lin Chang betraying his mother to be with Jiang Shuqin!
As Lin Chang's children, the three Lin sisters naturally couldn't escape the fate of destitution either.
Su Sheng's people had been constantly sending men to investigate the identity of Su Hua's boyfriend.
"You've been investigating for days and still haven't found anything?" Su Sheng said angrily. "How do you do things?"
"I'm sorry, boss." The subordinate lowered his head and said trembling, "Su Hua protects her boyfriend far too well. We can't even get close, so we have absolutely no way of finding out his identity."
Su Sheng said in a deep voice, "Add more manpower and keep investigating!"
He refused to believe that they would never find out!
This time, he would absolutely not give up easily on investigating that man's identity!
"Yes, sir."
The subordinate complied.
With a loud smack, Su Sheng slapped the armrest of his chair. "I just don't believe that we won't be able to find out."
"Su Hua, you'd better pray that you can keep protecting your little boyfriend so well."
Otherwise.
Heh.
Don't blame him for capturing her little boyfriend and using him to threaten her.
Once he caught him, it would be best if he could use him against Su Hua. If he couldn't threaten Su Hua with him, then he would just kill Su Hua's little boyfriend. Su Hua would definitely be heartbroken and in pain.
Being able to see Su Hua heartbroken and in pain would also satisfy him.
At this moment, Su Sheng's investigation target, Lin Xuan, had thought that when Su Hua brought him to the company, she would have some office play with him. In the end, it was really just work; Su Hua didn't do anything else.
At night, after washing up and drying her hair, Su Hua just leaned into his embrace, quietly looking at her phone.
Lin Xuan had a comfortable sleep.
When he woke up the next day, the figure of a certain little woman was already gone from his side.
Lin Xuan thought with a sigh.
Hua was really disciplined enough. No wonder she could develop the Su Group so well without relying on any cheat codes.
Unlike him, who liked sleeping until he naturally woke up.
He didn't even want to interfere with company affairs. If it weren't for the fact that he liked money, wanted to personally take revenge on the Lin family, and wanted to become a man qualified to stand beside Hua, he probably wouldn't have gone to start a company.
Lin Xuan sat at the dining table eating breakfast.
Butler Wang asked curiously, "Young Master Lin, do you have any plans recently? For example, going to stir up some trouble?"
Lin Xuan nodded. "Yeah, I plan to go stir up some trouble in a while."
Once Su Sheng found him and took him away, he could stir up trouble.
Butler Wang's eyes lit up.
Great, Young Master Lin was finally going to stir up trouble again.
"Young Master Lin." Butler Wang rubbed his hands together. "Um..." Can you take me with you?
Before Butler Wang could even ask, Lin Xuan refused, "Butler Wang, it's not convenient to take you this time. If there's a chance in the future, I will definitely bring you along."
This time he was going to deal with Su Sheng, not just simple gossip-watching. How could he bring Butler Wang?
He wouldn't be able to spare any energy to protect Butler Wang when the time came, and he was worried that Butler Wang might have an accident.
"Alright then." Butler Wang looked a bit crestfallen.
After Lin Xuan finished breakfast, he lay on the sofa and started playing on his phone.
Su Group, CEO's Office.
Su Hua sat at her desk, handling her work. She glanced at the time; it was already twelve-thirty.
"Come in for a moment." She called Jiang Qing.
Jiang Qing pushed the door open and entered. "President Su," she said respectfully.
Su Hua asked, "Did Ah Xuan ask you to supervise my eating and resting, and also tell you not to let me drink?"
"Yes."
Jiang Qing nodded.
Her mind raced; why was President Su suddenly asking her this?
Could it be.
President Su didn't like her acting as an informant?
"President Su," Jiang Qing quickly added, "you have been following Young Master Lin's requests recently, so I haven't reported back to him again."
Su Hua glanced at Jiang Qing and said, "It's twelve-thirty now. I'm still busy with work and have no intention of eating or resting."

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?"

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

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.”