"I just met with General Zhao, and he said that there need to be some adjustments to the contract details. He asked me to wait for his message," Su Wenchao hesitated for a moment and said with a forced smile, "Mr. Li and Mr. Wang also expressed the same opinion."
"Adjustments?" Su Jianguo's face turned dark, and he inwardly sensed trouble.
"Sly old fox!"
However, Su Bingtian didn't think much of it. He waved his hand casually and said, "The preliminary work has always been done by Muqiu. Now that Wenchao is suddenly taking over, they must be trying to take advantage and gain more benefits. It's no big deal."
"Probably..."
Su Wenchao discreetly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Noticing Su Wenchao's subtle movement, Su Jianguo's eyelid twitched, and his intuition told him that something must have gone wrong. However, he didn't dare to inquire further in front of Su Bingtian, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
It was only after Su Bingtian left that he spoke coldly, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Thud!
This time, it was Su Jianguo who knelt down in front of Su Wenchao.
"Dad, I... I got beaten!" Su Wenchao cried with a mournful face, "As soon as I arrived at Zhao Group, that Zhao Yongrong, without saying a word, beat me up. He said I'm not qualified to sign a contract with him, even if Grandpa went in person, it wouldn't work."
"They want to cooperate, but only with Su Muqiu!"
As he spoke, Su Wenchao's disappointment turned into anger, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Mr. Li and Mr. Wang are the same. Although they didn't physically attack me, they specifically mentioned that only Su Muqiu could handle the signing of the contract."
"In my opinion, Su Muqiu must have used some unspeakable means and colluded with those old men, engaging in secret transactions. Otherwise, how could they refuse to make money and reject cooperation?"
Businessmen pursuing profit!
Apart from Su Muqiu's body, there was simply no profit for people like Zhao Yongrong to do this!
"Damn it!"
Su Jianguo's originally excited mood sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant. He sat heavily on the sofa behind him, seething with anger, "You despicable Su Muqiu, you are truly despicable to the core!"
"Since you have no scruples, don't blame me for fighting fire with fire!"
His voice was filled with extreme venom.
Su Wenchao asked, "Dad, what should we do next?"
"Don't worry, let me think."
Su Jianguo contemplated for a moment, then suddenly asked, "You just mentioned that Su Muqiu colluded with them, but do you have any evidence?"
"I don't have any evidence, but..."
"No evidence? Then we'll create some!"
Before Su Wenchao could finish speaking, Su Jianguo sneered, "Here's what you'll do: find a few photos of Su Muqiu with those old foxes, and get a skilled photo editor to do some Photoshop magic. Then send it to Xiao Zhan's phone."
"Xiao Zhan?"
Su Wenchao was taken aback.
Su Jianguo nodded and said, "Now, Xiao Zhan is Su Muqiu's husband. If he sees Su Muqiu being intimate with other men, having ambiguous relationships, what do you think will happen, considering his violent temperament?"
"He will definitely personally beat that wretched Su Muqiu to death!"
Su Wenchao's eyes lit up immediately, and he stood up and turned around, saying, "There's no time to waste, I'll take care of it right away."
A cold smile appeared on Su Jianguo's lips.
Xiao Zhan was a violent man, a rapist! Once he laid his hands on Su Muqiu, would people like Zhao Yongrong still find her attractive? Would they still refuse to cooperate with the Su Group for her sake?
Moreover, Xiao Zhan had disrupted the engagement ceremony, bringing shame to the Su family. Su Bingtian was deeply saddened by this and went to see Director Song, hoping to send him back to prison. He hit Su Muqiu, providing a perfect reason to arrest him!
Killing two birds with one stone, it's a win-win situation...
...
At that time.
Fuyuan Residential Area.
Su Muqiu and Liu Hongxiu were cooking together, preparing a delicious lunch with five dishes and a soup, filling the air with aroma.
"Uncle, come and have some meat."
After half an hour of interaction, Su Xiaomeng became even closer to Xiao Zhan, constantly serving him dishes. "The braised pork made by Mom is so delicious. Uncle, eat more so you'll have the strength to beat the bad guys and protect me and Mom."
"You're such a good girl."
Eating the meal prepared by his wife and hearing his daughter's heartwarming words, Xiao Zhan's smile was incredibly bright.
The feeling of having a home is wonderful!
However, Liu Hongxiu felt uneasy in her heart as she watched this. After much hesitation, she couldn't help but ask, "I heard that you were imprisoned before because..."
"Mom!"
Su Muqiu's expression changed slightly, interrupting Liu Hongxiu and whispering, "Mengmeng is still here. Why are you bringing this up?"
"It's nothing."
Xiao Zhan, on the other hand, didn't mind and replied, "Mom, if I told you that I was framed and wrongly accused, would you believe me?"
"Framed?"
Liu Hongxiu and Su Jiancheng exchanged glances, both taken aback.
Su Muqiu's heart trembled as well.
If Xiao Zhan was truly framed and wrongly accused, and that's why he was imprisoned, does it mean that Xiao Zhan himself isn't an irredeemable villain, a psychologically twisted dangerous person?
At least, up until now, Xiao Zhan hadn't shown the slightest hint of malice towards Su Muqiu and her family.
"I believe it!"
To everyone's surprise, Su Xiaomeng served another piece of braised pork to Xiao Zhan and said with a firm tone, "Uncle is a good person, just like my dad. He's a super invincible hero, only a tiny bit worse than my dad..."
As she spoke, she even put down her chopsticks and made a gesture, looking both funny and adorable, making people unable to help but smile.
Xiao Zhan's heart was melting, and he wished he could give her a big kiss on her chubby little face.
Truly my daughter, naturally perceptive!
Suddenly, Su Muqiu received a phone call. "Mom, Zi Yi asked me to go shopping with her this afternoon."
"Go ahead, take a break and relax."
Liu Hongxiu nodded and smiled, saying, "Your dad and I will take Xiaomeng to school and maybe join in some square dancing. I heard from your aunt that Zi Yi has found a boyfriend, a young master from a wealthy family in the southern part of the city. He drives a 500,000 RMB Mercedes-Benz and treats Zi Yi very well..."
Speaking, intentionally or unintentionally, she turned her head and glanced at Xiao Zhan, her face filled with disappointment.
Xiao Zhan remained silent.
After the meal, Liu Hongxiu pushed Su Jianguo out of the door, accompanying Su Xiaomeng to the nearby kindergarten. Just as they left, three cars roared into the Fuyuan Residential Area.
Getting out of the cars were Zhao Yongrong, who looked flustered, as well as General Manager Li and General Manager Wang.
"Miss Su!"
Su Muqiu was about to close the door when she heard the shout. She instinctively turned her head and saw Zhao Yongrong and the others rushing towards her, each one trying to outpace the other, running faster than the next.
Soon, they arrived in front of Su Muqiu.
"Mr. Zhao? Mr. Li? Mr. Wang?"
Su Muqiu raised her delicate eyebrows, puzzled. "What brings you here?"
Earlier, Su Wenchao had called, boasting that Zhao Yongrong and the others had agreed to cooperate with him. They were supposed to sign the contract this afternoon, so Su Muqiu was surprised to see them here. What did Zhao Yongrong and the others intend to do?
Did Su Wenchao send them to make things difficult for her?
Thud! Laughing Proudly in the Literary World.
Thud! Thud!
Just as Su Muqiu was halfway through her sentence, an unexpected scene unfolded before her. Zhao Yongrong and the others, without catching their breath, unhesitatingly knelt down in front of her, one after another.
For an instant, Su Muqiu was dumbfounded.
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?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
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!
