Dahai City, Tang Group.
Tang Shouye sat in his boss's chair, leaning over the desk and staring intently into a mirror. Looking closely, his right eyelid was twitching non-stop.
"No way, could it be that I'm going to lose money recently?" Tang Shouye pressed his right eyelid hard with one hand. After a good while, he let go, but it kept twitching anyway.
Tang Shouye: "..."
He was out of ideas.
Tang Shouye had been "wrestling" with his eyelid for almost half an hour.
Actually, with the company's current size, Tang Shouye no longer needed to keep an eye on things every single moment like before. There were specialized people to handle various matters, so he could completely act as a hands-off boss.
He only needed to be there in person to sign specific documents. Coming to the company was mostly just strolling around when he had nothing to do, checking the working status of his subordinates. If their working status wasn't great, he would consider whether to organize team building or improve their welfare benefits.
The whole exploitation thing wasn't really popular anymore.
Those were just tricks used by low-level companies, scheming for pennies, destined to never achieve anything great. How did the saying go? Technology is the primary productive force.
Rather than exploiting employees, it was better to improve their treatment. Once productivity went up, the money would follow, people's livelihoods would improve, and once the clustering effect took hold, making money would be ridiculously easy.
Originally, he was in a very good mood today.
But for some unknown reason, starting half an hour ago, Tang Shouye's right eyelid had been twitching constantly. The left eye twitches for fortune, the right eye twitches for disaster. It was a bit superstitious and metaphysical, but Tang Shouye happened to believe in exactly this.
His right eyelid had been twitching for almost half an hour, so... he was definitely going to have bad luck next.
"Could it be that I donated too little money?" Tang Shouye frowned, rubbing his smooth chin as if thinking about something.
"That can't be it, out of these families, I donated the most. Could it be that those bastards below me embezzled it?"
"No, I need to investigate this thoroughly!"
Tang Shouye felt that it must be because he donated too little money recently, causing some evil spirits to latch onto him. He had to look into it to see if the money and goods he donated were pocketed by the people below.
If they had embezzled it, he needed to quickly make up for the shortfall, letting God see his sincerity and kind heart, and blessing him to make a lot of money and strike it rich. The more he earned, the more he donated; in a sense, it was his way of giving back to society.
A gentleman is judged by his actions, not his thoughts. Regardless of Tang Shouye's starting point, donating money, donating the most, and donating year after year... there was absolutely nothing wrong with these actions.
Tang Shouye called his subordinates, his tone serious. A few minutes later.
"Investigate this properly for me, see if anyone has been having sticky fingers recently," Tang Shouye said.
"Yes, boss!"
The secretary hung up the phone and started processing the task Tang Shouye had assigned. Although she didn't know why it was so sudden, their boss had always done things unconventionally; they just needed to follow orders and didn't need to overthink it.
Fulfilling their duties and maximizing their role as "cogs" to keep the massive "machine" of the company running smoothly was all that mattered.
"This should be fine now, right?" Tang Shouye looked in the mirror and found that his brow was still twitching, and it was twitching even more violently!
Tang Shouye: "..."
Holy crap, it doesn't mean blood will be spilled, does it?
Tang Shouye hurriedly picked up the phone he had just put down and started calling for backup: "Quick, hurry and find me a master, I've run into something evil recently!"
Secretary: "???"
"Yes, boss." Secretary.
"Priests, Taoists, spirit mediums, shamans, monks... call them all over! Money is not an issue, the faster the better!" Tang Shouye said anxiously. He had made up his mind; until a master arrived, he wouldn't take a single step out of the company!
It didn't matter who came!
He would live or die with the company!
"Beep beep beep!"
"That fast?" Tang Shouye sounded excited, already considering giving a raise to his subordinates. With this kind of efficiency, a raise was a must!
Taking a look at the name "Big Brother Fugui", Tang Shouye's face fell significantly. What the heck, he thought the master had arrived...
Adjusting his emotions, Tang Shouye asked, "Hello, what's up Brother Fugui?"
"Little brother, your brother has something I don't know how to bring up with you, sigh..." On the phone, Wang Fugui's tone was full of emotion, sounding no better than Tang Shouye, who was currently trembling in fear because of his twitching right eyelid.
"What is it? Could it be sister-in-law... hiss... that can't be, right?" Tang Shouye gasped. If that was the case, it really was quite serious.
Wang Fugui: "..."
"Your sister-in-law and I still have a pretty good relationship," Wang Fugui said after a brief silence.
Tang Shouye blinked and laughed it off. "Hahaha, Big Brother Fugui, what are you saying? Of course I know you and sister-in-law have a good relationship. What I meant was, did she dock your allowance again recently? How about this, your little brother here has two packs of cigarettes that are about to expire. They weren't cheap, and throwing them away would be a waste. If you don't mind, Big Brother Fugui..."
Wang Fugui: "..."
Was he that kind of person?
"Sigh, little brother, let's talk business. It's not about allowance, it's about your sister..." Wang Fugui sighed.
On the other end of the phone, Tang Shouye raised an eyebrow.
Holy crap, not this again. It's hopeless, bro. My sister is determined to hang herself on that one tree. I'm out of ideas over here, and my mom has already spoken. Even if you beg me, it's useless. I don't even dare to say much on my end, you...
Tang Shouye had already thought of several ways to reject Wang Fugui in his head. If all else failed, he would bring his mother into it. They were all smart people; a word to the wise is enough. Pushing it further would be crossing the line.
Tang Shouye certainly wouldn't turn his elbow outward.
If a family's hearts aren't united, decline is only a matter of time. This is also why the larger the family, the more emphasis is placed on harmony and unity. Otherwise, if their hearts are scattered, the family could collapse any day.
The Tang family did this very well. The brothers were very united; it was just the youngest sister who was a bit rebellious. But it was a minor issue. Young people being a little rebellious is understandable; it didn't hurt anything, it didn't hurt...
This was what Tang Shouye originally planned: to refuse directly. He had just agreed with his mom to come up with some underhanded methods... but the more he listened, the more something felt wrong.
"Uh, Big Brother Fugui, my sister did study medicine, but she hasn't worked in a hospital for years. What does this have to do with the hospital you're talking about?"
Tang Shouye felt the conversation was drifting further and further away. Wasn't this about his sister? How did they end up talking about a hospital?
According to Wang Fugui, he was currently on a mission outside a hospital. A lot of people were gathered at the entrance, the kind of situation that required him, the bureau chief, to step in personally to resolve.
"It is related. Little brother, don't be anxious, listen to me first." Wang Fugui took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke.
"The people gathered at the hospital entrance are from the Shen family."
"The Shen family?" Tang Shouye frowned and sat up straight in his executive chair, a thoughtful look in his eyes. Before he could speak, Wang Fugui's voice came through the phone again.
"Besides the Shen family, there's also the Dongfang family. And the Xia family is at the entrance. Three families in total. The scene is a mess. When we got here, the Xia family had already been... by the Shen family."
After saying this, Wang Fugui exited the call screen and sent a few photos to Tang Shouye's Green Bubble app. They were just taken, still fresh.
Ding-dong!
Tang Shouye looked at the photos popping up on his phone, studied them carefully for a moment... and gasped.
"Holy shit, so many people? Isn't this just a massive gang brawl!" Tang Shouye's mung-bean-sized eyes widened perfectly round, instantly clearing of any sleepiness. If it hadn't been Wang Fugui sending the photos, he would have thought some film studio was shooting a movie.
He was even wondering which production company was so generous to hire so many extras... After all that, it was actually real!
"Did you arrest all of them?" Tang Shouye asked uncertainly.
Wang Fugui: "..."
"How is that possible? Brother, you think too highly of me. If we arrested all these people, the Dahai City detention center wouldn't have enough room. Plus, you know the situation with the two massive behemoths, the Shen and Du families. Anyone would frown at dealing with them."
"Even if Big Brother Tang came, it's not guaranteed he could make those two families show a cooperative attitude. I reckon only the old master's words carry any weight. Where would I get that kind of face? Sigh..." Wang Fugui's bitter laugh came through the phone.
The sheer scale of the Shen and Du families was too massive, fundamentally beyond the reach of a mere Chief Director like him. Their cooperation was merely yielding to the authorities and respecting the state, not respecting him, Wang Fugui.
In the eyes of these two families, a Chief Director like him was basically nothing. Even when his father-in-law visited the Du family, he could only offer toasts. How could he possibly have a say?
He didn't have enough weight. He didn't even have the qualifications to sit at their dining table, let alone do anything to them. If he tried to arrest them, he'd get a call saying the Chief Director had been replaced before they even reached the detention center...
Tang Shouye nodded. "That's true. If you arrested all of them, just feeding them would bankrupt your department."
Wang Fugui: "..."
The words were crude but made sense. Still, wasn't that a bit too crude, brother?
Also, wasn't their focus entirely wrong? Was it a matter of feeding and arresting them? He simply couldn't arrest them at all...
After listening for a long time, Tang Shouye realized he still hadn't heard the main point. So, what did all these events have to do with his little sister?
He patiently continued to listen, simultaneously using one hand to press down on his incessantly twitching right eyelid, thumping it twice. Stop twitching! I said stop twitching!
"Where were we? Oh right, the Shen family. Brother, do you know why all these families are piled up outside the hospital?"
"Did someone get hurt? Could it be that those two little girls got into a fight and ended up in the hospital?" Tang Shouye's tone was filled with emotion. If that were really the case, it would indeed be a huge deal.
Both families only had one precious daughter. If they got so much as a scratch, it could easily turn into a blood feud. Furthermore, both girls had unusually eccentric tempers, one was boundlessly arrogant, and the other was endlessly cold.
"It would be fine if they just fought each other..." Wang Fugui muttered softly.
"Huh?" A question mark practically appeared above Tang Shouye's head. What kind of remark was that?
"They didn't fight, but it looks like they're about to. Both girls are indeed here at the hospital, but they're both fine. It seems that the... incubus your sister brought over today had an accident." Wang Fugui paused, seemingly trying to think of the right adjective for Ye Cheng.
Tang Shouye: "???"
What the hell?
Who did you say had an accident?
Didn't that oblivious kid just separate from them not too long ago?
It was only a few hours ago, right?
He was alive and kicking then, so how did he end up lying in a hospital now?
Wasn't this going to kill him!
His mother had just told him to figure out a way to help his little sister deal with her rivals, and as a result... in the blink of an eye, the guy was lying directly in the hospital?
You've got to be kidding me!
Fuck!!!
Tang Shouye immediately snapped to attention, shooting up from his executive chair with an agitated expression. "Is this news confirmed?"
Wang Fugui shook his head. "Not confirmed. I deduced it."
Tang Shouye breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down. Phew, that scared him to death. He thought it was true.
"But it's highly likely. I'm ninety percent sure!" Wang Fugui's tone was firm!
Tang Shouye: "..."
Fuck!!!
He had just sat down, only to stand right back up!
"The post that rebellious son saw on his phone earlier is mostly true, though there are some discrepancies. It's true that the fierce little girl from the Dongfang family got caught up in it, but the cold little girl from the Shen family isn't like what the post described. It seems she also..."
"Hello? Brother, are you listening?"
After Wang Fugui talked for a long time, he realized there was no sound from the other end of the phone, only the whistling of wind, running, and panting...
"I'm listening, I'm... Cancel all the masters. I need to head out now. Tell them to get ready... Hey, Big Brother Fugui, I'm listening. I'm coming over right now. Send me your location first, I'll be right there..."
Tang Shouye's rushed voice came through the phone. In addition to talking to Wang Fugui, he was also on the phone with his secretary.
He canceled all the masters he had just hired.
Who the hell needed masters now!
He finally knew what the disaster was. No wonder his eyelid was twitching so fiercely. Damn it!
It was holding back a big one just waiting for him, huh?
Fuck!
Tang Shouye's two elephant-like legs were running so fast they almost left afterimages. Ding! The elevator doors opened. As soon as he got off the elevator, the car prepared at the entrance set off. While keeping Wang Fugui on the phone, he quickly rushed toward the hospital.
A few minutes later.
"Boss, I can't drive anymore. It's full of cars up ahead." The driver looked troubled. Tang Shouye was already dumbfounded. He recognized the cars in front of them, they belonged to the Shen family!
It was exactly as Wang Fugui had said on the phone; the scene had devolved into utter chaos, and a fight had broken out!
Damn it!
Click.
Tang Shouye opened the back door of the car and stepped out. After getting out, he looked around and finally locked his eyes on a person riding a shared bicycle. He quickly walked over.
"Brother, I have an emergency. Can you give me this shared bike?"
"Are you sick? If you want to ride, scan one yourself. You psycho, giving you my bike in the middle of the road, I'd be..." the man cursed.
Swish!
Tang Shouye pulled a wad of cash from his wallet and handed it to the man. "Brother, I really have an emergency."
The man: "???"
"Bro, I was a little loud just now. My voice is naturally like that, please don't take it to heart. I can tell at a glance that you're really in a rush. The money doesn't matter. Here, bro, take the bike!" The man instantly changed his tune, his eyes even turning gentle.
"I'll just walk back. It's good for my health anyway!"
Driver: "???"
Several question marks appeared above the head of the driver who had witnessed the entire exchange.
Before anyone could even react, their boss had already sped off on a shared bike he had just procured using his superpower of money.
Pedal faster, you stupid legs!
...
The Tang residence.
"Hiss..." Tang Yuyao pricked her hand with the needle yet again, bringing up a tiny red dot.
"Ugh, whatever! I quit, I'm not embroidering anymore!" Tang Yuyao popped her injured finger into her mouth, sucked on it gently, and then gritted her teeth as she tossed the beginner-level duck she was working on to the side!
"Stupid duck!"
Tang's Mother: "..."
Sweetie... is there any chance that it's actually a mandarin duck?
Tang's Mother felt aggrieved +1 +1 +1...
Because the duck on the sample pattern sitting right in front of them was actually embroidered by her...

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] [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!"

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."

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.”