Jiang Che sighed helplessly.
Jiang Yuan had just walked away without a care, transferring all his shares to him.
Now, Jiang Che had suddenly become the largest shareholder of Yuanche Pharmaceutical, and with his current stake, he practically held absolute control.
"Hey, Mom, can you let Jiang Yuan answer the phone? Is he really just abandoning the company like this?"
On the other end, Jiang Yunli giggled, "Son, your dad's busy right now, but he'll be done soon~"
Jiang Che: "..."
That sounded way too ambiguous, and he could faintly hear the sound of waves in the background.
Soon, Jiang Yunli turned on the camera.
In the next second, Jiang Che's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
They really were at the beach. His carefree mother was squatting on the sand in a swimsuit, while Jiang Yuan was also in swim trunks, crouching beside her.
The two of them were... building a sandcastle? And it looked surprisingly detailed?
This was absurd. Two people in their forties acting like kids?
Jiang Yuan looked up and waved at Jiang Che, "Son, your mom and I are in the Maldives now. Don't worry about the company. Do whatever you want with it. Even if it goes bankrupt, it's fine. We've got plenty of money."
Jiang Che felt both amused and exasperated. This was moving way too fast.
A spur-of-the-moment trip?
Meanwhile, Jiang Yunli covered her mouth, laughing like a fool, "Honey, your castle is crooked. It looks so ugly~"
The two of them chatted with Jiang Che intermittently, but most of their attention was clearly elsewhere.
Fine, fine. When the two of you kick the bucket someday, I'm burying one of you in Antarctica and the other in the Arctic.
Jiang Che didn't say anything more, nor did he worry about their safety.
Come on, Jiang Yunli was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family in Beijing. Did they really think she'd travel without bodyguards?
Even back when they were at the Jiang family estate, there had been martial artists guarding the perimeter. It was only after Jiang Che became stronger that those people left.
...
"I'm speechless. I just got force-fed a bag of dog food out of nowhere."
Jiang Che complained, but he had to admit that Jiang Yuan and Jiang Yunli were living life to the fullest.
People often get tied down by many things in life—studies, careers, children, or family. To be able to drop everything and travel the world like this... wasn't that a kind of happiness in itself?
Jiang Che's lips curled into a smile unintentionally.
He'd take this bowl of dog food, since it was served by his own parents.
But the company couldn't run itself. This mess was still his to clean up.
......
"Studying for the civil service exam might not be the best path, but being a security guard is a job you can do until the day you die."
"A monthly salary of 5,000 yuan, but I only do 1,500 yuan worth of work. That's... called making money!"
"If it weren't for Young Master Jiang's recommendation back then, maybe I..."
In the security room of Qiangsheng Group, Chen Hao sat with his legs crossed, muttering to himself about who-knows-what.
But soon, he stood up from his seat, his eyes lighting up with excitement.
"Young Master Jiang! Young Master Jiang, you're finally here!"
Chen Hao seemed to have had an epiphany, instantly transforming into Jiang Che's most loyal sycophant!
His father, uncles, and even his younger sister Shuang'er were all fawning over Jiang Che. What was one more person joining the bandwagon?
Might as well go all in!
"Get lost!" Jiang Che just shot him a glance.
Had this guy lost his mind from the pressure? He'd have to ask Brother Qiang to sort him out later.
"Got it!"
Jiang Che had come to the company to find Leng Ningqiu. After all, she was the only one capable of running a company worth hundreds of billions.
...
Leng Ningqiu leaned against Jiang Che's shoulder, her demeanor as enchanting as the legendary Daji.
"Master, what do you need from Ningqiu? Do you need me to... serve you?"
The moment they got into the car, Leng Ningqiu's icy exterior completely melted away.
She reached up, gently removing her half-rimmed glasses. Her wavy hair covered half her face, and her black stockings accentuated her long, slender legs, making her look irresistibly seductive—especially to a young man like Jiang Che.
It was impossible to resist. Absolutely impossible!
But Jiang Che managed to hold his ground. He quickly explained the tasks he was about to assign to her.
Leng Ningqiu pouted, her beautiful face showing a hint of disappointment, like a neglected wife.
"Master, you're so mean. You're just using me as a tool again."
Though she complained, Leng Ningqiu was still very obedient.
......
To be honest, this was Jiang Che's first time visiting Yuanche Pharmaceutical.
The company was massive, even housing its own tech park.
There were over two thousand employees just at the headquarters, not to mention the dozens of subsidiaries.
The company's shareholders were already waiting for Jiang Che.
"Young Master Jiang! Young Master Jiang, please come in!"
"Why are you calling him Young Master Jiang? He's Chairman Jiang now!"
Several older shareholders flashed ingratiating smiles, treating Jiang Che as if he were their own father.
Almost all the shareholders welcomed him enthusiastically, as if they were just short of breaking out the drums and fireworks.
Jiang Che was somewhat speechless.
Where was the face-slapping drama you'd expect in a novel? Shouldn't these shareholders be giving the new chairman a hard time?
Why were they all such pushovers?
But you don't hit someone who's smiling at you.
"This must be Miss Leng, right? Truly a heroine among women, and such a perfect match for Young Master Jiang!"
"Old Li, do you even know how to speak? Not just a perfect match—they're a match made in heaven!"
The flattery was so over-the-top that even Jiang Che was struggling to keep a straight face.
"Alright, alright. I'm just here to let you all know that I have a lot on my plate and won't be able to come to the company often. So, I've decided to appoint Ningqiu as the acting CEO. She will have full authority over all matters, big and small."
As soon as Jiang Che said this, the shareholders fell silent.
They looked at each other, all wearing expressions of shock.
"Young Master, this won't do. This is a company Old Jiang built from the ground up. How can you hand it over like this?"
"What if something goes wrong with the company..."
All eyes turned to Leng Ningqiu, their meaning clear: they didn't trust her.
After all, she was known as the "Fox of the Business World." If she had any ulterior motives, she might not take over the entire company, but she could certainly deal it a heavy blow.
Jiang Che wasn't angry. He simply wrapped an arm around Leng Ningqiu's slender waist.
These were all veterans who had worked alongside his father.
Of course, they were concerned about the company's well-being, and Jiang Che wasn't about to scold them for that.
"I trust Ningqiu."
Five words, spoken with unwavering conviction.
The shareholders could only sigh in resignation. Jiang Che was just as headstrong as his father.
Suddenly, Li Changming, the company's third-largest shareholder, asked in confusion, "Wait, where's Elder Wang? Why isn't the company's second-largest shareholder here today?"
At that moment, a young voice rang out from nearby.
"No need to look. I'm the company's second-largest shareholder!"
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."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.
