Jiang City, Feng'an Garden Community
Ye Feng, who just got off school, ran home excitedly and banged on the door loudly, "Dad, dad, come and see, I got full marks on the exam this time!"
The villa door opened slowly, and Yu Liling, who had just brewed her emotions, touched her eyes smoked by onions and choked out, "Is it Young Master Ye Feng?"
Ye Feng looked at the unfamiliar beautiful lady in front of him and asked hesitantly, "It's me, may I ask who you are?"
Yu Liling cried out, "I am the new nanny hired by Mr. Ye Bufan -- Yu Liling. From now on, I will be responsible for Ye Young Master’s diet and daily life."
Ye Feng nodded and continued to ask, "Then please take good care of me in the future. Where is my dad? I don't see him."
"Woo woo woo hmm woo woo woo, Mr. Ye... Mr. Ye... This morning when Mr. Ye went out, he was in a car accident. By the time he was sent to the hospital, he only had one breath left. After he hastily explained my business, he passed away."
Yu Liling covered her giggling expression with her sleeve and tried her best to make herself look particularly sad.
"My dad...my dad..." Ye Feng couldn't believe what he had heard and kept murmuring, "Impossible, impossible... He is my only relative left. He said he would take care of me for a lifetime. How... it’s impossible..."
Seeing Ye Feng, who had just started elementary school, squatting on the ground crying, Yu Liling felt compassion but still adhered to her professional ethics and only comforted, "Young Master Ye, restrain your grief. I will definitely take good care of you in the future."
Unfortunately, Ye Feng, who was in deep sorrow, was obviously unable to accept this cruel fact. As he cried, he fainted.
Yu Liling was so frightened that she called the hospital ambulance in a panic while struggling to carry Ye Feng back to her bed.
Soon the ambulance came, after some checks, Ye Feng was fine. Only then did Yu Liling let out a sigh of relief.
It was just that Ye Feng was so aggrieved at the moment that he needed to fall into a deep sleep to relieve his emotions.
Not daring to be careless, Yu Liling lay by Ye Feng's bed all night without daring to leave him for a moment, for fear that something might happen if he woke up at night.
Fortunately, Ye Feng was in a deep sleep all night long and nothing went wrong.
Not until the next morning when Ye Feng groggily opened his eyes to find himself already lying in his own bed, and there was still a girl lying next to him.
Ye Feng sat up in confusion, and Yu Liling, who was sleeping very lightly, was awakened by just a little sound.
Seeing the child about the same age as her younger brother, Yu Liling asked, "Are you awake? What do you want to eat?"
Ye Feng shook his heavy head, sobered up a bit, and looked at Yu Liling again, immediately thinking of the sad news.
"Sister Yu, is what you said yesterday true? My dad..."
Yu Liling nodded and lowered her head low, trying her best not to reveal her inner emotions.
Seeing Yu Liling confirm the authenticity of the news, Ye Feng froze in place, motionless.
Yu Liling had thought that he would not be able to accept this fact and faint again.
Unexpectedly, after only an hour, Ye Feng returned to normal.
Seeing Yu Liling who had been guarding him, he said, "Sister Yu, where is my dad? Where is he now? I want to see him for the last time."
"Huh?"
Yu Liling was obviously not expecting Ye Feng's recovery speed to be so amazing. Plus, this was originally a lie, so where could she find a corpse to act as this actor. She had no choice but to stammer, "Young Master, the old master was already buried yesterday. If the Young Master is determined, it is better to recuperate first before anything else. Take a good rest these days, and in a few days I will take you to see Old Master Ye's grave."
No matter how powerful Ye Feng was, he was only a ten-year-old child, without realizing the loopholes in Yu Liling’s words. Besides, he was indeed a little hungry now, so he nodded and agreed with this statement.
Seeing that Ye Feng had been fooled, Yu Liling did not dare to take it easy. She hurried to prepare breakfast for him while secretly making an appointment for an empty grave.
The matter in Jiang City obviously could not affect Ye Bufan who was far away in Jier City.
After spending a terrible night in the secluded manor, Ye Bufan, who got up early in the morning, looked a little sluggish. But there were very important things to do today that he had to overcome his sleepiness.
"Come out, Pikachu... oh no, robot."
As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared in the empty hall, but it was completely shrouded in a cloak.
"System, what's going on here? Why can't I see the human form clearly? Can it still go out and do things like this?"
"In response to the host's words, humanoid robots can have a thousand faces. Since this is the first time it has been summoned, the host needs to first determine its form."
"I see, then let's have a beautiful female CEO type."
Ye Bufan saw a business specialty in the dedicated software market for robots yesterday. It only took a little self-worth value, which happened to come in handy today.
After some rustling sounds, the black cloak was cut into pieces and disappeared with the wind.
Only a beautiful long-haired beauty with graceful figure and professional attire was left in place, waiting for Ye Bufan's order.
"System, exchange her business skills."
"Business skills exchanged successfully."
Out of curiosity, Ye Bufan asked her several business-related questions, and the female CEO beauty answered them all with mastery.
Ye Bufan nodded in satisfaction, "Very good, from now on your name will be Ye Shang."
The female CEO beauty nodded, "Yes, Master."
"Your job today is to acquire a company worth less than 5 million."
Ye Bufan's net worth was more than enough. Adding up all his assets, he was a multi-millionaire. After deducting real estate and daily expenses, there were 5 million cash left.
Thinking of the steady profit exchange voucher in his hand, Ye Bufan decided to start the second spring of his career in Jier City, so as not to appear empty-handed.
After all, now he needed money in both Jiang City and Jier City, and he couldn't leave the manor empty like this. At least he had to liven it up.
As for business skills, they were indeed unmatched. After only one morning, Ye Shang had already handed over the acquisition plans of several enterprises in Jier City that were possible for acquisition to Ye Bufan’s desk.
Some of these companies had long been loss-making, some had messy management, and some were even bottomless money pits.
The bosses were just waiting for someone to take over and stop the loss.
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.
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.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
