From now on, always keep calm when handling things.

In the plot that Xu Mu was aware of, Xu Shou didn't have much of a role to play.

Perhaps it was because Xu Mu had healed Xu Shou’s meridians, altering the original course of history.

The two arrived at the underground parking garage and sat together in the back of a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

For a businessman of Xu Shou’s caliber, a luxury car worth tens of millions wasn’t enough to highlight his status.

Men like him were more passionate about other things—for instance, the license plate of Xu Shou’s car, which read JiangA.

The driver in the front seat was a middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair.

From memory, Xu Mu knew he was Xu Shou’s personal chauffeur, named Liu Shi.

"Let’s go, Lao Liu," Xu Shou said with a smile to the driver.

"Understood."

Liu Shi gave a slight nod, glanced at Xu Mu through the rearview mirror, and then drove off.

...

Jiangcheng Grand Hotel, Jiang City.

The entrance was packed with luxury cars, not just local ones but also many with out-of-town plates.

Up in the banquet hall on the top floor, small groups of people mingled in clusters.

At that moment, the center of attention in the entire hall was undoubtedly Li Feipeng of Flavor Foods.

He had become something of a celebrity—even those with assets several times his were now the ones initiating greetings.

Everyone present was a shrewd businessperson with a keen sense of the market, and they all understood the potential of the weight-loss drug.

Due to production constraints, the drug was currently only available in a few provinces.

But once they scaled up production, it would be sold nationwide—even globally.

With just this one product, there was a strong chance Li Feipeng could rise to become the wealthiest man in Jiangbei.

Li Feipeng was basking in the moment. The very people he once had to bow and scrape to were now treating him with deference.

His gaze drifted toward Lin Yang, seated at a distant table—all of this was thanks to him.

Just then, a murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd.

A woman in a black evening gown, her hair elegantly pinned up, made her entrance.

From her attire and demeanor, it was clear she embraced a bold, seductive style.

She was none other than Song Luoluo.

Song Luoluo had first gained fame for her ample curves, then skyrocketed to stardom after a few hit songs.

Tonight was no exception—her black gown featured a daring slit that revealed a deep cleavage.

A swarm of young socialites immediately flocked to her.

Many of them had come specifically to catch a glimpse of the red-hot celebrity.

As time passed, more and more of Jiangbei’s elite made their appearances.

Lin Yang, who had been sipping red wine, suddenly brightened when he spotted Xu Shou and Xu Mu, father and son.

[Destiny Power -60]

Despite his excitement, the sight of Xu Mu made a line of dark text float above his head.

The corners of his lips curled. He had the Xu Family to thank for handing over the weight-loss drug formula so graciously.

Lin Yang had initially planned to greet them, but just then, he noticed the Feng Family from Yang City had also arrived.

Xu Mu, meanwhile, was still reveling in his own satisfaction—just as he’d guessed, he could only drain the protagonist’s Destiny Power by confronting him face-to-face.

At that moment, Feng Jian spotted Xu Mu.

Back in Yang City, during Shen Wanning’s concert, Xu Mu had shown him up, leaving Feng Jian seething.

He strode up to Xu Mu with a sneer. "The Xu Family must really be on the decline if they’ve resorted to knockoffs now."

Everyone knew what he was referring to—Flavor Foods had launched their weight-loss drug first.

Just yesterday, Xu Corporation had rolled out their own version.

Wasn’t that the definition of a copycat?

Most of the businesses here, however, were far beneath the Xu Family’s stature and didn’t dare comment.

But the Feng Family was different—they were a powerhouse in their own right and had no reason to hold back.

"Enough."

The reprimand came from a middle-aged man with a thin mustache standing beside Feng Jian.

His hair was slicked back, his face marked by deep nasolabial folds, and his gaze was razor-sharp.

This was Feng Jian’s father, Feng Kang, the head of the Feng Family.

Feng Kang wore a faint smile as he extended his hand. "Lao Xu, it’s been a while."

"Indeed, it has," Xu Shou replied, shaking his hand.

The onlookers were puzzled—had the two families reconciled after their financial battles in the past?

But before that thought could fully form, Feng Kang walked straight over to Li Feipeng.

"CEO Li, I’ve long admired your reputation," Feng Kang said warmly, offering his hand.

Li Feipeng was flustered by the attention. The Feng Family ranked among the top five business dynasties in all of Jiangbei.

For someone of Feng Kang’s stature to say such words to him was beyond unexpected.

Li Feipeng’s spine and knees had never felt stiffer—soon, he’d be standing even while taking a dump, his pride was that unyielding.

He’d have to get used to this new status.

"A pleasure, Mr. Feng," Li Feipeng said, shaking his hand.

"You’re in the food industry—how did you suddenly develop a weight-loss drug?" Feng Kang asked curiously.

The other tycoons nearby also perked up, eager to hear the answer.

Li Feipeng had prepared for this. "We have a dedicated R&D department. Originally, we were researching herbal snacks, but by sheer coincidence, we stumbled upon the weight-loss formula."

The crowd sighed in admiration.

When luck struck, nothing could hold it back—a mere accident had birthed a blockbuster product.

"Acting all innocent, huh? You know exactly where that formula came from. ‘Sheer coincidence’? More like outright theft."

Xu Mu, hands in his pockets, stepped forward with a calm expression.

His words sent shockwaves through the room.

Everyone crowded closer, sensing a major scandal unfolding.

Lin Yang, still holding his wine, approached with a smile. "Xu Mu, aren’t you afraid of a defamation lawsuit, spouting baseless accusations like that?"

"Exactly! Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Their product hit the market first—who’s the real thief here?" Feng Jian chimed in mockingly.

The crowd murmured in agreement. Facts spoke louder than words—Li Feipeng’s version had undeniably launched earlier.

"We didn’t release ours first because we wanted to perfect it. You took advantage of that window to steal our formula. Aren’t you afraid karma will cut your lives short?"

Xu Mu’s lips curled into a meaningful smirk. "Luckily, we’ve since refined the formula. Ours works even better now."

"That’s enough," Xu Shou said, placing a hand on Xu Mu’s shoulder.

Xu Mu fell silent and followed his father away from the crowd.

The two settled in a quiet corner of the banquet hall.

Xu Shou picked up a glass of red wine and studied his son with amusement. "That was reckless. You need to learn patience in business."

"I did it on purpose," Xu Mu said with a grin.

"Oh? Explain."

"Whether Lin Yang believes me or not, he’ll feel threatened. Even if we haven’t actually improved the formula, we’ll still eat into their market share. You think he’ll just sit back and do nothing?"

Xu Mu’s eyes gleamed as he watched Xu Shou.

Xu Shou glanced at Lin Yang, who was now deep in conversation with Feng Kang.

Then it clicked.

Xu Mu’s provocation had planted a seed of doubt in Lin Yang’s mind. Fear of losing market dominance would force his hand.

All he could do now was to buy up all the shares first, which meant he had to increase his investment, only to lose even more in the end.

"Good move! Hahaha!"

Xu Shou downed the entire glass of red wine in one go.

Just then, the crowd around them erupted in another wave of surprised murmurs—the head of the Shen Family, Shen Hong, had arrived.

By her side was her daughter, Shen Wanning.