"Send all three generations of their family to the hospital."
Zhao Yongrong turned his head and looked at the dozen or so security guards beside him, signaling: "Without the boss's order, they can't die now. Leave them a dog's life and wait for the boss's punishment."
"Yes!"
More than ten security guards surrounded Su Bingtian, Su Jianguo, and Su Wenchao, carried them out of the office.
"And you two as well."
Then, Zhao Yongrong walked behind the sofa and patted Chen Shaohui and Chen Zhong He on the shoulders, reminding them: "What you just saw and heard, it's best to keep it buried in your hearts. If it gets out through your mouths..."
"Heh heh, maybe another day, I'll personally pay a visit to your Glorious Film Company."
The threat was strong!
After saying that, without waiting for Chen Shaohui and Chen Zhong He to agree or refuse, he turned and left.
Li Lixing and Wang Zhitao followed closely behind.
In the huge office, in a flash there were only Chen Shaohui and his father Chen Zhong He left. Chen Shaohui couldn't help but ask: "Dad, what on earth is going on?"
"I don't know."
Chen Zhong He shook his head. Although he had witnessed the whole process, he was still confused.
"Then our cooperation with the Su family..."
"The Su family is finished!"
Chen Zhong He stood up, lowered his head to look at the contract torn to shreds on the floor, his face solemn: "If it was just some big shot in Quancheng, even if the richest man in Quancheng Qian Bancheng intervened personally, it wouldn't make Song Qingshan and Su Bingtian so scared. So the one who called just now must be at least a provincial level leader, or even an authority figure in Beijing!"
"For a figure of this level to get involved in Quancheng's affairs, Quancheng's sky is probably going to change!"
A provincial level leader?
An authority figure in Beijing?
Chen Shaohui was terrified. For some reason, he suddenly thought of Xiao Zhan.
To be exact, he thought of the strange black card Xiao Zhan had, and the scene of Qian Yiming fleeing in panic.
Was there a connection between Qian Yiming's abnormal reaction and that black card?
If so!
It would mean that the black card was definitely extraordinary, very special, so special that even Qian Yiming would shy away.
Who was Qian Yiming??
The son of Quancheng's richest man, Qian Bancheng. Looking at the whole of Quancheng, what could make him feel fear?
The only thing Chen Shaohui could think of was precisely provincial level leaders and authority figures in Beijing!
But Xiao Zhan...
Could that unremarkable looking guy really be that f*cking awesome?
"What are you thinking about?"
Chen Zhong He noticed his son's abnormality.
"Nothing, nothing."
Chen Shaohui came back to his senses and asked, "Dad, have you ever seen a black bank card? Pitch black, with a strange logo and a series of English letters on it..."
He was quite far away at the time, so Chen Shaohui couldn't see it clearly. He could only roughly describe it to Chen Zhong He from memory.
"Oh?"
Chen Zhong He's eyebrows furrowed as he pondered for a moment and shook his head. "No impression. Why did you suddenly ask about this?"
"I met someone today."
Then Chen Shaohui also told Chen Zhong He about Xiao Zhan: "He is the Su family's new son-in-law. Su Muqiu's husband. I heard he was imprisoned five years ago for rape and has just been released from prison..."
"Five years ago???"
"Rape!!!"
The speaker had no intention, but the listener took interest. Chen Shaohui did not participate in that incident five years ago and did not know about it, so these words came out of his mouth lightly, as if insignificant.
But Chen Zhong He was different!
Chen Zhong He was at the banquet at that time, and was one of the masterminds behind the scenes. He knew the ins and outs of the whole thing clearly, of course he also knew what happened to Miao Xiangzhu and Xiao Zhan mother and son.
One was imprisoned unjustly, the other returned to Beijing and knelt to death at the Xiao family's door!
Miao Xiangzhu's grave was in the Yong'an Mausoleum Cemetery in the western suburbs of Quancheng!
What a coincidence?
Also five years ago, also a rape charge!
And it just so happened to be the Su family's son-in-law, and Su Muqiu's husband!
At that time, Su Muqiu was chosen and thrown onto Xiao Zhan's bed as evidence that Xiao Zhan committed rape. This was the result of Chen Zhong He's discussion with the Zhang family patriarch Zhang Fenglin and the Liu family patriarch Liu Hangong.
So outsiders didn't know, the Su family didn't know, and even Su Muqiu herself didn't know that Xiao Zhan was actually Su Xiaomeng's biological father.
But Chen Zhong He knew!
To be safe, Chen Zhong He had always kept the incident five years ago buried in his heart, and had never mentioned it to anyone, not even his son Chen Shaohui, who was completely unaware.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Zhong He's drastic change of expression frightened Chen Shaohui.
"Tell me about that man, what's his name? What does he look like? How old is he? Describe his height, build, everything you can remember about him in as much detail as possible!"
Chen Zhong He stopped and grabbed Chen Shaohui excitedly, his hands shaking.
"Dad, why are you..."
Chen Shaohui frowned, shocked and puzzled. He couldn't help but think: "Could it be that Xiao Zhan is really a hidden master, not only did Qian Yiming recognize his identity and fled in panic, even my dad knows him??"
"Don't talk nonsense, speak!"
However, Chen Zhong He just kept asking questions, and didn't seem inclined to explain.
Helplessly, Chen Shaohui could only tell the truth: "His surname is Xiao, called Xiao Zhan, in his twenties, about 1.85 meters tall, strong physique, sturdy figure, very skilled in martial arts..."
"Xiao Zhan!"
Although he was mentally prepared, when Chen Shaohui said the name "Xiao Zhan", Chen Zhong He still felt like he was struck by lightning. He murmured: "It's him! It really is him!"
"He's out!"
His voice was not loud, but it carried a kind of indescribable panic and viciousness.
Chen Shaohui asked, "Dad, do you know him?"
"Let's go!"
Chen Zhong He still didn't tell Chen Shaohui about Xiao Zhan's identity. He pulled Chen Shaohui along hurriedly: "Shaohui, go home immediately and pack up. Book a flight for tomorrow..."
"No! Book a flight for tonight, go to Beijing with your mother! Go to Beijing to find your second uncle and big brother. They have been developing the market in Beijing over the past few years and have done quite well."
Chen Shaohui was stunned.
"Go to Beijing?"
He looked incredulous and asked: "Why are you suddenly telling me to go to Beijing with my mom? And it's as if we're fleeing for refuge! Dad, are you hiding something from me?"
Even someone as dull as Chen Shaohui realized something was wrong. Moreover, there seemed to be a big problem here, big enough that the usually calm and composed Chen Zhong He was also in disarray and seemed unable to cope.
"Listen to your dad, I'm right!"
Chen Zhong He said solemnly: "Don't think about anything, don't ask anything. When you get to Beijing, your second uncle will tell you the reason."
"Don't worry, dad will be fine."
After leaving the Su Group building and seeing Chen Shaohui off in the black Mercedes-Benz until he disappeared at the end of the street, Chen Zhong He finally took a deep breath, turned around and got in the car, instructing the driver: "Take me to Haihu Hotel immediately!"
Then he took out his phone, found Zhang Fenglin and Liu Hangong's numbers, and called them one by one...

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

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."

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.”