Mu Qingying nodded slightly. Her father had spent the last few days trying to talk some sense into her.
She, too, felt that continuing as a music teacher at the school was a dead end.
Of course, there was another reason she was quitting.
It was a reason she had buried deep in her heart and never mentioned to anyone.
That was the fact that Ye Yu had graduated from high school.
This meant that Xu Mu would no longer have any reason to visit the school periodically.
However, if she became a President and entered the Jiangbei business circle, there would still be plenty of opportunities to see him in the future.
She knew there was something wrong with her mindset.
When Xu Mu had pursued her before, she had given him the cold shoulder.
Now that he had stopped pursuing her and was even married, she found herself wanting to see him all the time.
Even she didn't know why she was being so pathetic.
"I agree. I will work hard," Mu Qingying said softly.
"Good, I believe in you."
Ye Chen said this, then turned to look at Zhong Qianqian. "Take them to get familiar with the environment."
"Yes."
Zhong Qianqian closed her laptop and stood up with a smile. "Please follow me."
Mu Yuansheng and Mu Qingying nodded in unison.
After they left, only Ye Chen and Xiao Ran remained in the room.
"Is your injury healed?" Ye Chen asked, sitting in his executive chair.
"Yes."
Xiao Ran marveled inwardly at Xu Mu's medical skills, especially since the wound on her thigh hadn't even left a scar.
"Dragon King, I don't think the company will last long by plagiarizing other people's medicine."
Xiao Ran still felt a bit uneasy about it.
Since she had chosen to remain neutral, she wouldn't directly tell Ye Chen that the drug was fake.
However, she still wanted to warn him not to produce it.
"Xiao Ran, I know better than you. In this internet age, traffic and controversy are what matter most."
Ye Chen looked at Xiao Ran. "How else is a startup supposed to compete with established companies?"
"But plagiarism will attract infamy," Xiao Ran asked, puzzled.
"I want them to curse us. That's how our company will go viral. Afterward, we will immediately release another new drug."
As he spoke, Ye Chen took a pill out of his pocket.
"This is..."
"A First-Grade pill, the Wind Cold Pill," Ye Chen said indifferently. "I refined it based on a prescription I obtained by chance."
"Dragon King, you actually know alchemy?" Xiao Ran exclaimed in shock. Alchemists were a highly sought-after profession.
"I only know the basics, but I definitely plan to learn more in the future."
Ye Chen placed the pill on the table. "You should know that almost all colds are caused by viruses. The Wind Cold Pill can instantly kill those viruses."
Xiao Ran found it incredible. "You mean to say, if someone has a cold, taking one of these will cure them immediately?"
"It takes only five minutes for the medicinal effects to spread. The symptoms that usually make you miserable for days will vanish completely."
The corners of Ye Chen's mouth curled up. "When so many people are cursing us for plagiarism, what do you think will happen if we suddenly reveal an original pill?"
Hearing this, Xiao Ran nodded slightly. So Ye Chen had his own plan after all.
Thinking about it carefully, it made sense. If people accused them of plagiarism and they simply denied it, claiming they researched it themselves without proof, they would just get piled on.
But if, at that exact moment, Ye Chen released an original new drug, it would prove the company's capabilities.
Then, with the help of some paid internet water armies, public opinion would flip instantly.
And a company that no one knew about would suddenly be known by everyone.
"As expected of you."
Xiao Ran shook her head slightly. However, despite his calculations, he had missed one crucial detail: the drug he was copying was fake to begin with.
...
Xu Mu, having nothing better to do, was heading to his company when he spotted a familiar face along the way.
She was wearing a white dress, her face exquisite and beautiful, possessing a fresh and otherworldly elegance.
Her skin was like jade, and her eyes were like clear springs.
A few red ribbons were tied into her long, jet-black hair.
It was none other than Miyako Fuka.
She was standing in front of a Sony store.
Before long, a Bentley appeared in the distance, and Dai Xuan and Dai Dongyang of the Dai family stepped out.
Xu Mu couldn't help but smile. It seemed that the reinforcement the Dai family had brought in was her.
Naturally, he had to stop and see what they were discussing.
Just then, the roar of a sports car came from the other side of the street.
A moment later, a Ferrari pulled up in front of the store.
Fang Chu got out of the car and walked toward the shop as well.
"Good lord, a trilateral summit?"
Xu Mu parked his car at a distance this time. His perception range had reached four hundred meters anyway.
He didn't get out, choosing to remain in the driver's seat.
...
Second-floor office of the Sony store.
Four people sat there. The three men were all sizing up Miyako Fuka before them.
This woman's aura was simply too magnificent.
"Miss Miyako, I assume your father has already informed you of the specifics?" Dai Xuan asked, looking at Miyako Fuka.
Miyako Fuka nodded slightly. "As long as you are willing to pay the price, we agree to help you solve this problem."
"This time, I'd like you to help me resolve a matter first. Last time, the Dai family provided you with the location of the ruins. We originally expected to go together, but in the end, you went without us."
Dai Xuan smiled as he spoke. "A person must always have integrity."
"The last incident was due to force majeure. We merely went ahead to scout and see what preparations were needed; we didn't expect to get trapped there."
Miyako Fuka sighed. "Our rules remain unchanged: payment upfront, then we act."
"Patriarch Dai, shouldn't I be receiving something as well? After all, I'm helping you deal with such a significant problem."
Fang Chu remarked indifferently from the side.
"Fang Chu! Don't push your luck! Who the hell do you think you are? Do you think you can compare to Miss Miyako?"
Dai Dongyang pointed at Fang Chu and shouted coldly.
Hearing this, Fang Chu grinned. He had been waiting for exactly this opportunity.
Did they really think he was still at the Gang Qi stage?
"Slap your mouth."
Fang Chu said calmly.
"What the f*ck? How much have you had to drink to be tripping like this? Open your eyes and see who I am!"
Dai Dongyang laughed in extreme anger. He walked up to Fang Chu, pointing at him and shouting arrogantly.
Fang Chu shook his head and raised his palm, which shimmered with specks of yellow light.
Boom!
Dai Dongyang’s body knelt uncontrollably on the ground, shattering the floor tiles beneath his knees.
"The Divine Ability Realm?"
Dai Xuan’s eyes widened. He immediately reached out a hand. "Brother Fang Chu, let it go. My son is ignorant."
Dai Dongyang couldn't believe it either; Fang Chu had actually entered the Divine Ability Realm.
"For the sake of Patriarch Dai, I'll spare you this once."
Fang Chu crossed his legs, his expression placid.
Dai Xuan immediately pulled Dai Dongyang up and made him sit to the side.
Dai Dongyang kept his head down, his eyes practically spitting fire. Once Ye Chen was dealt with, he wouldn't let Fang Chu off the hook either.
"Miss Miyako, if we provide the payment first, how do you plan to proceed?"
Dai Xuan immediately returned to the main topic.
"Since you know the location of Ye Chen's company, we will kidnap the person closest to him to lure him out. We will beat him until he is critically injured. As for whether to kill him or not, that is up to you."
Miyako Fuka spoke indifferently. "Do you know who the person closest to him is?"
"He is from the Ye family. I recall he has an older sister named Ye Tong," Dai Xuan mused.
At that moment, inside the car, Xu Mu suddenly clenched his fists. He had been watching the show, only to realize the drama had landed on his own doorstep.
If they dared to touch a hair on Ye Tong's head, Xu Mu intended to make them regret ever being born.

his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…

+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!

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.”

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”