As expected, a message soon arrived on Fan Ning’er’s phone.
It was from the number Bai Jinghong had used before blacklisting her.
“Wanted to throw money around? Go on, then! What’s a billion? Even if it were ten billion, a hundred billion, I would stay until the end.”
“Pass this on to that idiot Chen Lin: from now on, when you see me in Dragon Sea, you’d better keep your head down!”
The situation nearly drove every shareholder to a breakdown.
“What do we do now!” The shareholders were desperate.
In their panic, all the shareholders turned their fury back on Chen Lin.
“This is all your fault! You brainless bird, injecting funds at a time like this—wasn’t that blatantly opposing Young Master Bai?”
“You’re dragging our entire Fan Corporation down with you!”
Chen Lin was starting to get angry.
These people were practically courting death.
He had poured one billion into the group to fill the gap, and instead of being grateful, they were pointing all their spears at him.
They wanted to make him the scapegoat.
But at this moment, Chen Lin forcefully suppressed his rage.
Even if he wanted to kill people, he couldn’t do it in this setting.
“Those who defy Heaven will meet their fate. I hope none of you regret what you’ve done here today!”
Chen Lin swept his gaze over the crowd, his voice ice cold.
At his core, Chen Lin had experienced countless life-and-death battles, so his murderous aura was intense.
This one sentence managed to suppress the restless crowd.
Although Chen Lin was furious with the shareholders, what mattered most was Fan Ning’er’s attitude towards him.
He turned around to face her. “Ning’er, trust me! I will help the group out of this mess!”
“Hah. No need for a great god like you to lift a finger. It’s all over!” Fan Ning’er laughed self-mockingly.
The way she looked at Chen Lin held a trace of weariness.
Everything had been fine. Even if she’d married Bai Jinghong yesterday, it wouldn’t be worse than this.
She understood Bai Jinghong must have loved her. Why else would he be a lapdog for so long?
But yesterday, Chen Lin’s appearance had ruined everything, including her corporation.
She finally understood how stupid yesterday’s actions and choices had been.
Chen Lin froze, but he still left the meeting room.
Fan Ning’er was emotionally unstable right now. Saying more was useless.
Once outside, Chen Lin pulled out his phone and made an overseas call.
To solve the current situation, blindly throwing money was the worst strategy.
If you can’t solve the problem, then solve the person creating the problem!
This was Chen Lin’s motto!
Wasn’t Bai Jinghong strong in business?
Then he’d launch a surprise attack on the root of the problem. If Bai Jinghong died under mysterious circumstances, everything would vanish like smoke.
“Enchantress, enter the country immediately. I’m in Dragon Sea!”
Chen Lin spoke briefly and hung up.
The Enchantress—one of Hell Organization’s War Generals. Seductive, tall, and devastatingly beautiful. She was most skilled in using her looks as bait, killing without a trace.
Most importantly, the Enchantress possessed a profoundly unpredictable Disguise Art.
Even top experts within the Hell Organization couldn’t see through her disguises.
Sending her to deal with Bai Jinghong would be as easy as grabbing something from one’s own pocket.
With everything arranged, the smirk returned to the corner of Chen Lin’s mouth.
He could already envision Bai Jinghong’s gruesome end.
Not just a gruesome death—it would be staged to look chaotic, as if he’d died from excessive sexual exhaustion, leaving his name eternally disgraced.
……
As one person grieved, another rejoiced. The one rejoicing was, naturally, Bai Jinghong.
Without even showing his face, he had caused the Fan Corporation to collapse.
This feeling of controlling everything from a distance, deciding victory from a thousand miles away, gave him immense satisfaction.
Near noon, he freshened up, called Ah Kun, and prepared to head to Sea Waves Restaurant.
The reason was that today, a woman whom Chen Lin would newly befriend would be at Sea Waves Restaurant.
That woman was a major source of support for Chen Lin, and in the original story, one of the key figures in bringing down businesses under the Bai Corporation.
Just as he was about to head out, his phone rang.
It was an invitation from the other young masters in his prodigal circle.
Originally, Bai Jinghong planned to decline.
But when he heard they were also going to Sea Waves Restaurant, he accepted.
Arriving at the restaurant, Bai Jinghong glanced at the main lobby and saw no one.
He headed upstairs, then checked a private room with a round window on the door.
Inside, he spotted a man and a woman.
The man was in his forties, a balding middle-aged guy in a dress shirt, his suit jacket hanging on the back of a nearby chair.
A lecherous grin was plastered on his face.
The woman looked to be in her twenties, with a breathtakingly beautiful face, stunning beyond words.
She was dressed in sharp office wear, a pencil skirt and a small blazer, exuding an extraordinary aura.
Qin Chuchu—one of that bastard Chen Lin’s future harem members and an absolute pillar of support for him.
This Qin Chuchu was immensely capable, exceptionally formidable.
According to the original plot, Chen Lin should be meeting Qin Chuchu today.
That bald department director, Ye Bing, was taking advantage of his official position to drug her.
Chen Lin was supposed to pass by, glance through the window, rescue her, and thus make her acquaintance.
“Qin Chuchu is truly beautiful. No wonder that old bald donkey would have designs on a woman young enough to be his daughter.”
Bai Jinghong muttered to himself.
He knew the two of them had only just entered the private room. The food and drinks hadn’t even arrived yet, so there was no rush.
He turned and went to his friends’ private room instead.
The dozen or so people inside all rose to welcome Bai Jinghong.
“Young Master Bai, you’re finally here! We didn’t dare touch our chopsticks without you!”
“Young Master Bai, let’s just have a small gathering at noon. Tonight, your brothers will arrange a celebration for you!”
Bai Jinghong naturally understood their meaning—celebrating his return to the top after quitting the lapdog life!
“Young Master Bai, my family’s venue just brought in a new batch of foreign girls recently. Interested? Your brother here can set everything up perfectly for you!”
The people here were the most famous second-generation military brats, rich heirs, and political scions in Dragon Sea.
Bai Jinghong, who encompassed all three, was the leader of this group.
He had even founded the Autumn Club.
How many matters of life, death, and future were casually resolved during the Autumn Club’s conversations?
In short, without a certain status, joining the Autumn Club as a member was hopeless.
This circle would never include ordinary people.
Surrounded by everyone, Bai Jinghong took the main seat.
He raised a pre-poured glass of wine and stood up. “Brothers and sisters, let’s skip the formalities.”
“This glass is truly for celebration. Let me drink first as a sign of respect!”
With that, Bai Jinghong drained the specially supplied liquor in one gulp.
“Young Master Bai has a boundless capacity!”
“Excellent!!!”
The crowd shouted their approval, grabbing their glasses and downing them too.
……
After several rounds of drinks and many dishes, the group talked and laughed happily.
Bai Jinghong had drunk quite a bit too. Guessing the time was about right for the plot point, he excused himself and left the room.
From start to finish, Bai Jinghong hadn’t seen Chen Lin’s shadow. He figured the plot had been altered; Chen Lin likely wouldn’t be appearing now.
Reaching the other private room, Bai Jinghong could clearly hear the conversation inside.
“Director Ye, I really can’t drink any more!”
“Ah, Little Qin! You’re the Director of Real Estate for Blue Sky Group. You handle plenty of social engagements; your tolerance can’t be that low.”
“Are you refusing to give me face?”
Inside the room, at the table, Qin Chuchu was still trying to refuse. She truly couldn’t drink anymore.
She’d already been forced to down a whole bottle of baijiu under various pretexts.
“Director Ye, I really can’t!” Qin Chuchu’s cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were becoming unfocused.
“Sigh… you’re just not giving me face. That’s all it is.”
“Forget it then. I was going to say, just one last glass and the matter is settled. But now, it seems that land approval definitely won’t go through.”
Ye Bing feigned a sigh.
Qin Chuchu was immediately startled. She gritted her teeth. She was under someone else’s roof, so she lifted her glass. “Then… then I’ll drink it.”
Greed flashed in Ye Bing’s eyes. He watched as Qin Chuchu downed that last glass.
He clapped and cheered loudly, praising her as a woman who outshone any man.
Through the window, Bai Jinghong watched her drink without intervening.
That last glass of wine was spiked. This kind of pleasure was something that old bald head didn’t deserve.
