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.
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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.”
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…
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
