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.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
