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"Ask you high-achieving students, a chief physician who was suspended from his post didn't rest at home, but inexplicably went to the hospital, climbed to the 18th floor, which is 200 meters away from his department, found the only blind spot of the surveillance camera, and jumped off. His head landed 5 meters away from the building, and he was bounced 8 meters high upon landing. Only then was he able to bounce 4 meters laterally, and finally his body was lying 7 meters away from the building."

In the small conference room, Li Shurui paused for a moment, looked around at the management of Tianci Capital, and asked, "Do you think this is reasonable?"

As the former dormitory head and the eldest among his brothers, HR Director Li Shao took the lead in speaking, saying, "First of all, it definitely has nothing to do with the Pythagorean theorem."

"puff."

An untimely laugh suddenly rang out. Luo Peng pushed up his plain glasses, which were purely decorative, with his finger, suppressed his laughter, and nodded: "Yes, Shao-ge'er is right, I agree, it definitely has nothing to do with the Pythagorean theorem."

Li Shurui's gaze shifted to Bai Zheli's face.

The CFO, who was in charge of the group's finances, was much more pragmatic, saying, "I didn't study criminal investigation."

Li Shurui's gaze returned to her boyfriend.

"Shurui, we are all professionals. You're using military strategy to test a chef. Isn't that asking the impossible?"

Luo Peng said, "I know what you're alluding to, the Licheng accident, right? From my personal perspective, I don't think that surgeon would want to die. To put it bluntly, even if it's found that he was responsible, it's still uncertain whether he'll go to jail and for how many years. A former elite in the medical field, even if he's disgraced, should have enough savings to support him comfortably for the rest of his life. If he knows how to manage money, he could even live a carefree life."

Logically, there's no way he would resort to such extreme measures. If he wanted to die, the only reason would be a mental breakdown. He was a doctor, and the strongest asset of that profession is usually one's mental fortitude. Therefore, considering all of the above, concluding that he committed suicide raises numerous questions.

Of course, this is purely my personal opinion and has nothing to do with the group.

"Clap clap clap..."

applause.

Mr. Jiang clapped his hands leisurely, expressing his appreciation and affirmation for Mr. Luo's brilliant speech.

Luo Peng raised his hand and gestured for a low profile, then cleared his throat:
"Regardless of whether it was suicide or not, the death of that director is gratifying. It is a major victory for ordinary people against tyranny and may become a landmark event with far-reaching influence, providing courage and confidence for rights defenders who will suffer similar misfortunes in the future."

Are you planning to take the civil service exam?

Li Shao doesn't like to joke, so his occasional humor always comes out of nowhere.

Laughter filled the central conference room of Tianci Capital, including from Li Shurui, who was the only woman present due to Fang Qing's absence.

"I feel that the company needs me more than the country."

Luo Peng remained calm and composed, elegantly adjusting his suit collar.

“If Brother Luo has bigger ambitions, there’s no need to worry about the company at all; Shu Rui will take over your responsibilities.”

Baek Cheol-rye played along, pursing his lips.

"Seconded."

Li Shao nodded.

Oops.

This is a coup d'état!

How did my brother get turned against me without me even realizing it?

The isolated and helpless CEO looked at the big boss with extreme resentment, and said as if suddenly realizing something: "So it's a scheme to kill the donkey after it has served its purpose."

Mr. Jiang showed no suspicion of "interference in politics by the empress dowager," and sighed softly, "It is the will of the people."

Luo Peng immediately raised his hand and pointed at the other party, "If Luo is gone, where will Jiang attach itself?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh, turning to his girlfriend and saying, "See, I told you you're an ambitious person."

Li Shurui blinked. Despite her cold and aloof appearance, she managed to portray a pure and innocent temperament.

Do I need ambition?

Yes.

If all the key ministers of the court are on my side, then isn't the court my own court?

"Jingle Bell……"

A cell phone rang.

Li Shurui glanced at Lai Xian, moved her chair, and stood up. "I'm going to answer a phone call."

As soon as she left, Luo Peng immediately changed his expression, no longer continuing to tease the topic of the female lead's accession to the court, and instead winked at Boss Jiang.

"Is it you I'm referring to?"

"Click me? What?"

Mr. Jiang was baffled.

"We're all brothers, there's no need to hide anything," Luo Peng teased. "I saw the starry sky that Pei Yunxi posted."

Li Shao and Bai Zheli remained silent in tacit agreement.

Regarding the story between Pei Yunxi and someone else, after so long, everyone must have had their own guesses, but no one has said a word about it.

Even with the best of friendships, you must know your place.

Regardless of the nature of the relationship between someone and Pei Yunxi, it will not affect the power structure of Tianci Capital, and their stance will not change, or rather, it is impossible for them to change.

Pei Yunxi is beautiful.

It's the dream of millions of men.

Just as any person with a conscience would be outraged upon hearing news about Licheng, men cherish even more the bond forged through thick and thin, through shared hardships and mutual support.

"Jingle Bell……"

Before he could respond to Luo Peng, Boss Jiang's phone rang. He gave a nod, picked up his phone, and got up to leave.

"You two are really something."

After the couple left, Luo Peng started doing the math, pointing at his two brothers, "Aren't you guys rushing to choose sides too soon?"

Li Shao looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose with his heart.

Bai Zheli adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Brother Luo, this isn't about taking sides; we had no choice. Our stance was predetermined."

Do you know how terrible the consequences are for those who choose the wrong side? Have you ever read "Da Ming 1566"?

"Brother Luo, don't even think about sitting on the fence. No matter what happens in the future, anyone can bring down Yan, but Hu Zongxian cannot."

Luo Peng was taken aback, then grinned, finding the situation both funny and absurd.

Outside the conference room.

Just like the director in Licheng who insisted on jumping off the hospital building, for some reason, Li Shurui also inexplicably walked quite far, even out of the view of the meeting room, before answering the phone.

"Mr. Li."

Also in the hospital.

The man, who had come to Shacheng after confessing to his girlfriend that he and his childhood sweetheart had watched "The Haunted Village" at a hotel, was holding a cell phone in one hand and a report in the other.

"explain."

Even though she was already far enough away from the conference room, Li Shurui still consciously looked back.

No one came.

Mr. Jiang, who also answered the phone, must have gone to the other side.

"I just came out of the president's office at Shacheng First People's Hospital."

Upon hearing this, Li Shurui's pupils contracted sharply, but her tone remained calm and authoritative.

"continue."

"Director Fang..."

The man squeezed the report he had just received. "...It seems she's pregnant."

Li Shurui's gaze fixed on something, and she froze, as if her soul had been ripped away.

"...Is it really true?"

Li Shurui's voice suddenly became hoarse, as if turbulent emotions were clashing and fighting.

"I'll send you the report."

Li Shurui put down her phone, braced herself against the wall with one hand, and remained motionless for a long time. Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the corridor, casting a long shadow in the direction of the conference room, directly in front of her.

Follow the direction of the shadow.

After walking about 80 or 90 steps, passing the entrance to the conference room which was almost in the center, Mr. Jiang was also on the phone.

His phone calls were much further away, involving international roaming, and required even greater secrecy.

Perhaps this is why the couple is so in sync. "I saw that blond guy at Watari Tetsuya's grave."

Yellow hair.

It's clearly a golden retriever, okay?

But it's not a big deal, the two colors are pretty much the same anyway.

Moreover, Her Highness the Princess, who is familiar with Chinese culture, must have had her reasons for describing it this way.

"I see."

As expected of Boss Jiang, he remained unmoved and aloof.

A real man has no weaknesses!

"Doesn't Jiang Sang know what he and I talked about?"

Boss Jiang was extraordinary, and the woman opposite him, whose identity was ever-changing, was no ordinary woman either. She did not complain or grumble.

"explain."

Ok.

That's how domineering it is.

"He looked at Watari Tetsuya's monument, raised the corners of his mouth at a 45-degree angle, and said that excellent genes should be passed on."

It felt like being there.

You can see the scene from that time.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang's expression finally showed a slight change, and the corners of his mouth twitched, though certainly not at a 45-degree angle.

Are you scared?

"how could be."

Fujiwara Reiki's voice was filled with a gentle smile, making this chilly winter day seem warmer.

“Liji is not alone now. No matter what happens, baby will be with me. Jiang Sang, I can feel baby’s heartbeat. Tell me, with two hearts beating in my body, am I braver than anyone else in the world?”

After a long silence, Mr. Jiang said, "I'll be coming soon."

"Good."

As soon as the words were spoken, the voice on the other end became even more tender and gentle, as if it could devour one whole.

"The baby is much more obedient now."

Pregnant.

It's a very arduous task.

Especially in the early stages, the mother may experience many uncomfortable reactions, such as loss of appetite, vomiting, and insomnia...

At this time, the man's companionship becomes especially important.

Therefore, if a woman does not receive enough care and attention during pregnancy, she will remember it for a lifetime.

Even the director of a prefecture-level city branch bureau personally accompanied his wife to her prenatal checkup.

of course.

This is also a duty and responsibility that a father should fulfill.

"How are you."

after all.

Someone still asked a question.

Those few simple words instantly excited the other party, who, as if afraid of backing out, immediately and hurriedly replied:

"The baby is very well-behaved, except he was a little naughty when he was two months old, refusing to let me eat. So I spent every day with him looking at the stars and telling him stories about my homeland..."

Like pearls of all sizes falling onto a jade plate.

She kept talking nonstop.
Jiang Chen listened quietly without saying a word.

"Brother Shao, do you think the dynasty fell because the last emperor was incompetent and foolish, throwing parties in the harem every day and treating the country like a karaoke room?"

Or perhaps a few treacherous officials emerged, bringing disaster to the country and its people, like a virus, infecting a healthy court and turning it into a complete mess.

Or perhaps the nomadic tribe next door suddenly took drugs, their combat power exploded, and they launched a massive attack, causing the defenders to lose their towers?

wrong.

Big mistake!

These are all things told to the common people in traditional operas.

It's a simplified version, a cartoon version.

The collapse of a true dynasty is far more terrifying and devastating than this.

In the conference room.

Luo Peng was in high spirits and full of energy, and unconsciously rolled up his sleeves. The conversation had already started from the Ming Dynasty in 1566.

"Imagine a dynasty as a person's entire life. The beginning of the dynasty is like a person's childhood. Let's call him Old Zhu."

When Lao Zhu was young, his family was dirt poor. His parents starved to death, so he had to beg for food, become a monk, and risk his life in fights.

He didn't have an ounce of extra fat on his body. Every muscle he had was built for survival. His mind was consumed by only one thought: to survive and eat his fill.

Therefore, everything he did after becoming emperor was extremely pragmatic.

Bai Zheli pushed up his glasses, lowered his head, and held a pen, seemingly taking notes.

Li Shao wasn't quite as dedicated, but he still listened very attentively.

Who says private companies don't need political education?
By studying history, we can understand the rise and fall of dynasties!

This also has significant learning value for businesses.

"Old Zhu killed his meritorious officials because he knew that these brothers who fought alongside him to build the empire were all wolves, insatiable, and might bite back at any time. This wasn't about being heartless; it was like surgery, cutting away potentially cancerous tissue."

He distributed land to the peasants because he knew that only when peasants had their own land would they work tirelessly to grow crops. Only with crops could the country generate tax revenue, and only then could the army have food to eat. This wasn't benevolence; it was investment, like feeding dairy cows.

He enforced harsh laws and severe punishments, stripping corrupt officials bare, because he knew that this newly established bureaucracy couldn't withstand the erosion of even a single corrupt official. This wasn't cruelty; it was a form of eradication.

The ruling class of this period was exceptionally intelligent. They were pragmatic to the core.

Every decision made was based solely on the goal of ensuring the survival of the dynasty.

This young man was capable, fierce, and full of strength.

His eyes saw only land, grain, human heads, and gleaming silver; he couldn't tolerate anything 'illusory'...

"Clap."

Just as Luo Peng, as CEO, was giving a lecture to the core leadership team with great enthusiasm, the conference room door opened.

Li Shurui left and then returned.

Luo Peng was interrupted, and then he noticed that the other person's condition was a bit off; his face seemed a few shades paler than when he went out earlier.

Did she manage to refresh her face while on the phone?
Not to the point.

We're all family here.

Where is he?

Li Shurui looked around, didn't see anyone, and then asked with a smile.

"Just like you, I went to answer the phone."

Luo Peng could easily see through the other person's forced smile and asked bluntly, "You don't look too good? Is there some bad news?"

For businesses, there are never only good things.

Li Shurui returned to her seat, pulled out a chair, and sat down, avoiding answering.

"what's the topic."

Since they were unwilling to talk about it, no one would bother to dig deeper, Li Shao interrupted, "We're talking about the Ming Dynasty 1566."

Li Shurui nodded, her smile faint.

"Go on, I want to hear it too." (End of Chapter)