My Ares Son-in-Law

As the sky brightens, the ancient city wall gradually awakens from its hazy slumber, its outline becoming clearer bit by bit, like a wise old man who has witnessed the vicissitudes of time, standing quietly and bearing witness to the changes of the years.

Just as the first rays of sunlight struggled to pierce through the thick clouds and scatter across the earth like golden arrows, an astonishing message, like a dandelion seed carried by the wind, drifted silently yet irresistibly into every corner of the city.

It gracefully landed in the ornate courtyards of those aristocratic families, weaving along the cobblestone paths and among the blooming flowers; it also quietly slipped into the luxuriously decorated conference rooms of every company, lingering among the neatly arranged tables and chairs and on the desks piled high with documents.

The message is that Xunjiang Group is about to have its grand opening.

Initially, this news was merely a topic of casual conversation among the major families and business tycoons.

Those scions of noble families, dressed in luxurious clothes, sat upright in the antique hall, holding exquisite teacups in their hands, gently blowing on the tea leaves floating on them, with a faint smile on their lips, as if they were watching a farce about to unfold.

Meanwhile, the business tycoons sat in their luxurious offices in high-rise buildings, swirling the amber-colored liquor in their glasses, watching it rotate and ripple, their eyes revealing a calm and composed air of complete control.

They spoke in hushed tones, their voices filled with the leisurely air of detached observers.

"Xunjiang Group? There are still people who care about Jiang Meng? Hmph, that's incredibly foolish."

One of them said dismissively, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

"The God of War King died in the Ancient Sea long ago; this is common knowledge."

His enemies, however, are like malignant tumors spread throughout the entire Dragon Kingdom. What kind of waves does the Xunjiang Group still want to stir up in this ever-changing business world? It's simply overestimating its own strength.

Another person chimed in, his eyes full of disdain.

They were like a group of spectators sitting in the audience, happy to see the struggles of those who overestimated themselves, because in their eyes, it was just adding a little spice to the mundane days, as if watching a play with a predetermined ending unfold.

However, time is like a tireless traveler. Before we know it, the sun has climbed to the top of the dome, and the midday sun, like a blazing flame, has compressed the shadows of the city to their shortest length.

At this moment, the seemingly stable theater seats suddenly tilted as if they had been violently struck by an invisible force.

A declaration carrying a chilling aura and absolute pressure resounded like thunder from the Zhou Group in the distant western region, instantly exploding in the sky above the ancient city, like a sudden storm shattering its original tranquility.

The head of the Zhou Group, a powerful and ruthless figure in the business world, announced through various media and business channels in an unquestionable and cold tone: anyone who attends the opening ceremony of the Xunjiang Group tomorrow, whether you are a powerful enterprise or an influential individual, will be regarded as an enemy of the Zhou Group.

All companies under the consortium will immediately terminate all cooperation with it and will never renew contracts, which is like severing closely connected economic ties, plunging all parties involved into panic.

This statement was like a huge boulder weighing a thousand pounds, thrown hard into a lake that was originally as calm as a mirror.

In an instant, what was stirred up was not a series of slight ripples, but a massive, surging wave.

The ancient city's business community instantly erupted into a frenzy, like a pot of boiling water, filled with noise and restlessness. Entrepreneurs put down their work and gathered together, whispering about the impact of the statement; investors kept a close eye on the stock market, worried that their assets would shrink significantly due to the turmoil; and ordinary employees were also discussing it privately, fearing that their companies would be implicated, affecting their work and lives.

Behind the Zhou Group stands the Zhou family, a top-tier wealthy family that has dominated the western region for decades!
The Zhou family, a family that exists like a myth in the western region, has deep-rooted power and numerous branches.

Family members are spread across various fields, from politics to business, from culture to art, and they all wield considerable influence.

The Zhou family's wealth is immense, with its businesses spanning multiple important sectors including real estate, finance, and energy.

In the western region, the Zhou family is a symbol of power and wealth. The ground trembles whenever the Zhou family stomps their feet, demonstrating their formidable influence.

At this moment, the Zhou family's intentions were laid bare in the sunlight, without the slightest attempt at concealment.

The Zhou family, a behemoth that holds absolute power in the western region, is attempting to completely suppress the fledgling Xunjiang Group, much like a ferocious lion ruthlessly hunting a fledgling deer.

As this statement spread, the floodgates of memory were suddenly burst open.

People seemed to have returned to that era of great upheaval.

In the past, the God of War Wang and his wife Jiang Meng were a powerful force in the western region.

With her wisdom and courage, Jiang Meng created a branch of Xinmeng Group. With its unique business model and strong competitiveness, it dominated the entire region, leaving countless companies far behind.

However, something unexpected happened later, and War God King and Jiang Meng disappeared one after another, as if they had vanished into thin air, and no one knew their whereabouts.

Just as people were still wondering and regretting the disappearance of the God of War and Jiang Meng, some greedy people began to stir.

They were like a group of sharks that had smelled blood, and began to try to devour the business left behind by Jiang Meng.

At first, they were a little cautious, afraid of getting into trouble.

But once they realized there was no danger, they pounced on the entire Xinmeng Group branch in the western region like hungry wolves, as if it were a feast that required no sacrifice.

Today, this Xunjiang Group is clearly inextricably linked to Jiang Meng. Perhaps it was created by Jiang Meng's former subordinates to continue her business dreams, or perhaps it is supported by other people related to Jiang Meng.

How could those who once divided up Xinmeng Group's branches possibly let go of Xunjiang Group, which might threaten their interests?

They are like a group of misers who are afraid of losing their vested interests. They will not allow anything that might shake their position to appear. A new business storm is quietly brewing.

In an instant, the air throughout the ancient city seemed to be filled with an invisible tension. Countless gazes, like searchlights, were all turned towards the Xunjiang Group and that name that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, shrouded in mystery—Xiao Chen. (End of Chapter)