Zhang Li could tell at a glance that Shen Qianqian was mentally unstable.
Had Shen Qianqian gone mad?
Shen Qianqian’s nails looked like they had been ripped out, her body covered in bruises and scars. And on her face, the words "slut" had been carved…
Was this the work of that woman taking revenge on Shen Qianqian?
A chill ran down Zhang Li’s spine. Thank goodness she hadn’t continued associating with Shen Qianqian—otherwise, she might have ended up the same way.
Shen Qianqian was such an idiot!
Not only did she ruin herself, but she had to drag others down with her!
“What are you staring at? Move!” the officer snapped coldly.
Chen Yu watched as Shen Qianqian and Zhang Li were escorted into the police station, a faint smile curling at the corners of her lips.
“Shen Qianqian, Zhang Li—evil begets evil. You’ve finally gotten what you deserved.”
At last, she had avenged her parents.
Now, she needed to sharpen her skills and become one of Su Hua’s trusted subordinates.
In the office of Su Corporation, Jiang Qing entered Su Hua’s room and said respectfully, “I’ve already submitted the evidence against Shen Mao and Shen Qianqian to the police. However, they’ll only be imprisoned for ten years at most.”
“Even though three people died by suicide due to Shen Qianqian’s coercion, it doesn’t constitute murder. As for Shen Mao, his crime is aiding and abetting—far from a death sentence.”
“Boss Su, if you want them dead, I can arrange it,” Jiang Qing offered.
“No need.” Su Hua’s red lips parted slightly. “Death would be too merciful. What I want is for them to suffer—living a fate worse than death.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Now that Shen Corporation has gone bankrupt, Shen Mao must resent Shen Qianqian. Add poverty to the mix, and the dynamic between that father and daughter will be… quite entertaining.”
By then, Shen Qianqian’s mind might even recover.
Facing this nightmare fully conscious would be far more agonizing than enduring it in madness.
Shen Qianqian never should have dared to steal Xuan from her.
Jiang Qing shuddered at Su Hua’s tone.
To provoke Boss Su… these two must have kicked the King of Hell in their past lives.
Last time, with the Lin Qingxiu incident, Lin Qingxiu had paid off platforms to suppress the story, which led to countless users downloading Huyin for the gossip.
Huyin’s user base skyrocketed once again.
The executives of major streaming platforms recognized Huyin’s influence—if they could promote their shows on Huyin, they’d attract massive traffic. So, they couldn’t afford to offend Tianmu Group.
In the face of such profits, even Starlight Group’s dominance in the entertainment industry meant nothing.
Mr. Wang, CEO of Qiyue Video, called Lei Hui.
With a condescending tone, he said, “I hear your company has a drama ready for release. I can let it air on our platform.”
“But the revenue split will be adjusted—60 for us, 40 for you.”
He’d done his research—no other platform was willing to buy Tianmu Group’s drama.
Now that he was reaching out, Tianmu Group would surely jump at the offer!
To his surprise, Lei Hui refused. “Mr. Wang, I appreciate the offer, but our drama won’t be airing on your platform.”
“Are you sure?” Mr. Wang’s voice turned icy.
Lei Hui replied, “Mr. Wang, if I say it, I mean it.”
“Lei Hui, you clearly don’t understand your company’s predicament.” Mr. Wang sneered. “Right now, no streaming platform will touch your shows. If your drama doesn’t air, you’ll lose everything.”
“No need for your concern,” Lei Hui said with a faint smile. “We’ve already secured a platform for our drama.”
“Which one?” Mr. Wang frowned.
Had some platform secretly agreed to work with Tianmu Group behind their backs?
Lei Hui answered without hesitation: “PalmTreasure.”
“PalmTreasure?” Mr. Wang’s brows furrowed.
Why did that name sound so similar to Tianmu Group’s PalmTreasure Novel App?
A realization struck him. “Is that… your company’s own platform?”
“Correct. We developed it specifically for streaming content,” Lei Hui admitted freely.
It didn’t matter if they knew—Huyin was already thriving.
With Huyin’s promotional power, as long as the drama was good, users would flock to download the app. Traffic was the least of their worries.
Mr. Wang burst into laughter. “No wonder you’re so bold! You’ve built your own streaming platform!”
He quickly searched PalmTreasure and found it had only 10,000 downloads.
His smirk widened.
“You’re amateurs in this field. Do you even know how much capital it takes to run a streaming platform? A brand-new app like yours—how many viewers do you expect? You’ll be bankrupt in no time.”
Lei Hui chuckled. “Again, no need for your concern.”
“Fine! Don’t come crawling back to me later!”
Mr. Wang, humiliated, angrily hung up.
Lei Hui shook his head.
Starlight Group had blacklisted their actors, so Tianmu Group simply cast them in their own productions, adapted from their novel platform’s IPs, promoted on their short-video app, and aired on their own streaming service.
A complete, self-sufficient ecosystem.
They didn’t need to rely on anyone.
As for films, since cinema profits were negligible, the boss had casually invested in a near-bankrupt theater chain. Their movies would premiere exclusively there.
If a film became a hit, other theaters would come begging to screen Tianmu Group’s movies.
“Here’s your coffee, General Manager.” The secretary placed a cup on Lei Hui’s desk.
Noticing his cheerful expression, she asked, “Something good happen, sir?”
“Very good.” Lei Hui smiled. “Haven’t you noticed? Working at Tianmu Group means never having to swallow your pride.”
“Huh? What do you mean?” the secretary asked, puzzled.
Lei Hui sipped his coffee. “I used to run my own company, always at the mercy of partners. But here, even when we’re under pressure, we have the power to fight back. We can afford to offend people—because we stand on our own.”
The secretary thought for a moment, then nodded. “You’re right.”
Lei Hui grinned. “It all comes down to our boss’s brilliance.”
No other company in the entertainment industry had achieved such seamless vertical integration.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
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!
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
