Volume 1, Chapter 41: Investment Prodigy

"I ask a question, and you answer it. Is that clear?" Chairman Feng did not answer Mingzhu's question, but instead spoke with a stern expression.

Xia Qingtian waved the medical examination report at Gu Qingli. Having gone through these reports for the past few years, she could now recite all the health index figures backwards and forwards, and naturally, she was well aware of her physical condition.

[East Pole Island City] was the city closest to the east in the [East Sea Federation], and practically the easternmost land of the entire continent.

With a soft thump, a figure rushing through the corridor knocked over the documents Wen Qing had just placed on the edge of the table, sending them scattering across the floor. The culprit offered a sheepish smile in response to the puzzled gazes cast from around, and then nonchalantly picked up the documents from the floor and placed them back on the table.

In a place like a film city, the crowds were chaotic, and she was afraid of encountering more obscene behavior. When she came, she had secretly taken Jiang Jujian's iron hammer. Reaching out, she felt Xia An'ai by her side; it seemed a third person had crawled into the room.

Listening to this, Xia Ziyan flicked his lighter with a snap, watching the flame dance upward.

The Abyss of the Emperor had refined Hua Lingluo, purging her body of any reactions to soul power, but the Heavenly Emperor would never tolerate a shred of hidden danger to remain. Leaving her in some dark, hidden corner was far worse than keeping her in the Heavenly Realm and dealing with her through open, legitimate means. This was the Heavenly Emperor's will.

With that, he peeled one and began to eat it, completely contradicting what he had just said as if he were lying. He wouldn't let others eat, yet he happily indulged himself.

Looking at Hua Lingluo beneath the cherry blossom tree, Hua Lihuang knew she was right beside him, and a wave of warmth filled his chest, his expression softening as well.

"What future or no future? Take a bubble bath, check the watch, enjoy every single second of comfort," Yang Ming said with a calm shake of his head.

I did not want Hao Junqi to affect the friendship between Cheng Wei and me. And the reason Cheng Wei launched such a fierce offensive was bound to be his fear that I would pursue Hao Junqi.

"That's hard to say. It fluctuates—good times and bad. Everything is tough nowadays, and competition in this line of work is fierce!" Yueyue said.

Lu Shaoyou stared blankly at the night sky outside. After a while, feeling a bit sleepy, he lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep.

Political Commissar Zhou recognized Li Chaoyuan and was not surprised. After all, she had run into Li Chaoyuan in the military compound last year when Qin Weijiang had been falsely reported for abnormal sexual orientation.

After entering the room, Xu Cheng brought over a long bench for the three of them to sit on, and the Second Uncle poured each of them a tin mug of water.

With that, a red streak of energy appeared in her hand, transforming into a long whip that cracked through the air as she swung it, making her look quite formidable.

Xu Le led Zhang Hao around to show him the place, and Zhang Hao indeed saw numerous appliances and pieces of furniture. Dining tables, chairs, air conditioners, refrigerators, range hoods—different floors had different appliances. On every floor they visited, staff members in work uniforms would proactively come over to greet them! Seeing this, Zhang Hao felt even more reassured.

This feeling made Lin Qinghuan somewhat resistant, because deep down in her heart, she still felt that she belonged entirely to herself from beginning to end, rather than to anyone else.

After all, for a top-tier enterprise that had developed to the scale of the Rong Group, achieving any further massive breakthroughs or growth was often extremely difficult. Yet, with many close competitors trailing right behind, a single faulty decision in corporate operations could easily result in a massive evaporation of market value, or even lead to being superseded by latecomers.

At this moment, Duke Xingyu's mind was completely blank. His meticulously crafted plan of so many years had failed—defeated by his own grandson, whom he had carefully nurtured for all these years. This truly came as an unexpected shock to him.

"I won't stay here to bother you, but I do need to buy some things in this Sunset City before I leave," Song Ning said.

By this time, Lin Feng had finally figured it out: the one speaking was the older sister, Leng Yue. True to her name, her voice carried a trace of chill.

Su Liluo sometimes thought that such a nomadic people were simply unsuited for urban life. Mongols who abandoned the grasslands—how were they any different from the Han Chinese?

"Then what do you mean by asking that? Are you afraid I'll run off with your company?" Mei Yiwen asked.

Before she knew it, she had arrived at the main gate of the Youzhou State Security Bureau. As she walked straight ahead, a guard hurried over and raised a hand to block her path.

Up on the platform, Number Two walked slowly toward Number Eight, knowing full well that Number Eight was intentionally slowing his pace just to instill fear in him. One had to admit that Number Eight at this moment was truly furious.

Caiyue was stunned for a moment, and then a pair of jade-like fingers snatched the white pigeon away. Recognizing those as Su Liluo's hands, Caiyue watched as the white pigeon was released a moment later, flapping its wings and flying off. Faint sounds of conversation drifted from inside, but before she could make them out, the window was pulled shut.

Wan Youshai shook his head and said, "If Lang Qinghai were to die at a time like this, the Yinda Group would really be in deep trouble."

Song Ning could not transmit voice via spiritual power. Hearing the other person's words now, although anxious in his heart, he could not utter a sound.

Regardless of whether it was a local fleet or an outsider convoy, anyone arriving in this territory had to first pay homage to this major boss.

"Nonsense!" the captain of the guards roared angrily, trying to raise his gun to take aim at the people opposite them.

The members of Tianxiang were also veterans of countless battles. Recovering from a momentary panic, they reacted and returned fire, but the scene that unfolded next left their jaws dropping in utter disbelief.

At this momentum, claiming the top sales spot for comic works this year seemed not entirely impossible.

It felt somewhat aggrieved. Physical resilience had always been the Void Beast's strong suit, and it had relied on this advantage to slay numerous enemies in the past; yet now, it was forced into a position where it dared not approach—truly a supreme humiliation.

Suddenly, his vision was shrouded by a shadow. He jerked his head up, and his eyes reflected a calm and serene face.

He knew it would be extremely difficult to persuade Zishi to agree to go to the Illusory Realm, but this was a rare opportunity that he had to seize.

A mega-group ranked in the top five nationwide, it was also a time-honored enterprise with absolute rock-solid credibility in every aspect. Although the Li Group's primary influence lay in the south, its renown in the north was also quite high. Being able to partner with such a corporation served to demonstrate the immense influence of the Longteng Group as well.