Is he really going to transfer all his shares?
Everyone in the boardroom was utterly stunned upon hearing Jiang Yuan's words.
"Chairman Jiang... Did you misspeak?"
An older shareholder asked, his voice trembling.
Jiang Yuan held 52% of the shares in Yuanche Pharmaceutical, making him the undisputed majority shareholder. Moreover, almost half of the company's shareholders were aligned with him. It was safe to say that as long as Jiang Yuan stood firm, Yuanche Pharmaceutical would remain unshaken.
Of course, they were aware that Jiang Yuan had a son who would inevitably take over the chairman's position in the future.
But no one expected it to happen so soon.
The boardroom erupted into murmurs.
"Chairman Jiang, you're only in your early forties. Isn't it too soon to retire?"
"I believe your son, Jiang Che, is only 19 this year, right? He hasn't even graduated from university... Maybe you could let him start at the grassroots level... No, wait, how about giving the young master a vice president position first?"
The speaker had initially suggested that Jiang Che start at the grassroots level, but then reconsidered. Given Jiang Yuan's doting nature, he probably wouldn’t want his son to endure the hardships of starting from the bottom.
"Exactly, Old Wang makes a good point."
Seeing this, Jiang Yuan's lips curled into a faint smile.
Step aside! It's time for me to show off!
No parent can resist the temptation to brag about their child's achievements.
For Jiang Yuan, he had already received enough honors and praise in his lifetime. After all, he had built a multi-billion-dollar company from scratch, and the constant adoration from the media and employees had long since numbed him.
But boasting about his son? That was a different story.
*Clap clap clap!* Jiang Yuan tapped the table.
"I know everyone must have doubts about my son Jiang Che's abilities. After all, he's just a 19-year-old kid."
"But today, I want to tell you all that my son's capabilities are no less than mine!"
As he said this, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but recall the group of beautiful girls at the Jiang family villa.
*Ahem...* From a certain perspective, Jiang Che's "capabilities" in that area were indeed on par with his!
"Everyone must have heard of the recently rising Qiangsheng Group in Hangzhou, right?"
At the mention of Qiangsheng Group, many shareholders' expressions shifted slightly.
Of course, they had heard of this company—it was practically a household name!
Could it be that Qiangsheng Group was somehow connected to Jiang Che?
"That's right. Qiangsheng Group was founded through my son Jiang Che's investments!"
After saying this, Jiang Yuan glanced at the utterly shocked shareholders, his smile so wide it could rival an AK-47.
This feeling of showing off was exhilarating. He hadn't felt this way since the early days of his entrepreneurial success. Over time, he had grown numb to such thrills.
Shareholder A: "But Chairman Jiang, I heard that the CEO of Qiangsheng Group is a woman named Leng Ningqiu."
Jiang Yuan shot a sidelong glance at the shareholder. "Leng Ningqiu is my future daughter-in-law. Got a problem with that?"
Shareholder A: "......"
None of them had expected that the woman rumored to be the "Fox of the Business World" was actually their chairman's daughter-in-law.
This was absolutely mind-blowing!
"Gentlemen, I'm sure you're all aware of Qiangsheng Group's potential. It will undoubtedly become a giant in Dragon Country's financial sector, which speaks volumes about my son Jiang Che's capabilities."
"So, I plan to transfer all my shares to my son. Any objections?"
The shareholders: "......"
What objections could we possibly have? You're the boss. Who could possibly outshine you?
"If there are no objections, let's adjourn the meeting."
With that, Jiang Yuan walked out of the boardroom without looking back, leaving the shareholders exchanging bewildered glances.
......
"This is insane. He's really putting me on the spot!"
Jiang Che rubbed his forehead, a dark line forming on his brow as he looked at the grinning Jiang Yuan.
"Son, you know how it is. I've had enough of being chairman. I've been waiting for you to take over."
"If you're not ready, you can always let Leng Ningqiu act as interim CEO. I have people who can help her get familiar with the company. She's family... I trust her."
Jiang Yuan had met Leng Ningqiu once. Despite being hailed as the "Fox of the Business World," she seemed to be completely smitten with his son.
Leng Ningqiu was trustworthy. In his lifetime, Jiang Yuan had rarely misjudged someone.
Jiang Che sighed. "Look, you're rushing again."
"Son, I can't help it. Your mom and I are already 40. We want to enjoy some romance while we're still young..."
Jiang Che couldn't hold back anymore.
His father was truly something else. What entrepreneur or capitalist wouldn't want to cling to their CEO chair for life?
...
After sending Jiang Yuan away, Jiang Che massaged his temples in frustration.
He glanced at his system space.
[Business-Type Puppets * 100]
A hundred business-type puppets. A quick scan revealed that this batch was different from the previous one—this time, they were all male, with loyalty maxed out at 100.
Jiang Che had far less patience for male puppets. He decided to send them all to Yuanche Pharmaceutical as laborers.
The only downside was that his dear Leng Ningqiu might have to work a bit harder.
......
"Screw you, Jiang Che! Screw exams! I'm finally free!"
In the Jiang family residence in the capital, Jiang Ruoxu, who had just finished his middle school entrance exams, went berserk, using his internal energy to shred all his textbooks into pieces.
Countless paper scraps fluttered everywhere!
No one knew what he had endured over the past month.
His "beloved" brother, Jiang Che, had sent him all the unused workbooks from his own middle school days.
These were brand-new workbooks, with only the name written on them—not a single problem had been solved.
To make matters worse, his grandfather, Jiang Yunhuang, had personally supervised his studies. Any sign of slacking off was met with a beating. This miserable routine had continued until the exams were finally over.
The 15-year-old boy now harbored a deep hatred for Jiang Che.
"Grandpa, can I go explore the Forbidden Martial Lands now?"
In his excitement, Jiang Ruoxu's cultivation level was revealed.
He had reached the peak of the Transforming Jin stage!
Just a month ago, he had only been at the late stage of Transforming Jin. In that single month, he had not only crammed for exams but also managed to cultivate simultaneously.
He had truly taken "grinding" to the extreme!
Jiang Yunhuang, however, shook his head. "Wait until your exam results come out. Your brother said... if you don't get into high school, you'll have to repeat a year."
Hearing this, Jiang Ruoxu's face twitched. He knew exactly how poorly he had performed.
How could he possibly have done well when he was splitting his focus between studying and cultivating?
"Grandpa... It's just high school. Can't we just pay for a spot at a private school?"
"You want to go to a private school because of bad grades? I can't bear the shame!"
"What about Jiang Che? Didn't he have terrible grades too? How did he get into a private school?" Jiang Ruoxu argued desperately.
"And what about his grades now? Grandson, times have changed. It's brains, not brawn, that matter these days."
Jiang Yunhuang pointed at his own head with a smile.
Jiang Ruoxu fell silent for a moment. "Grandpa, are you just worried I'll die in the Forbidden Martial Lands? Is that why you don't want me to go?"
The Jiang family was known for being protective of their own—a trait that seemed to run in the blood.
Jiang Yunhuang was momentarily stunned, then his expression turned serious. "Ruoxu, are you really determined to go there?"
Jiang Ruoxu nodded resolutely.

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."

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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.”

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!