Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

Their faces instantly turned purplish-red.

His eyes bulged out in a terrifying way because he was suffocating, and his tongue was almost sticking out.

With just a little effort, Batel could snap their necks like crushing chicks.

Seeing this, Wang Meng nodded in approval:

"Before Batel came to China, he must have experienced a life-or-death battle in Siberia."

His spirit has reached its zenith; I reckon it won't be long before his strength breaks through its bottleneck and reaches the half-step lion level.

At this point, Wang Meng turned to Cao Kun and said with a sincere expression:

"Boss, Battier is much stronger than me."

"How about we make him the head of the security company from now on, and I'll step down to support him?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Kun waved his hand and reassured him firmly:

"Old Wang, don't worry about it."

You will always be the head of the security company.

Battier is a general, you are a commander, that's different.

If Battier has any complaints, tell him to come and talk to me directly.

Cao Kun knew that stability was of paramount importance for a team.

Wang Meng was extremely loyal to him and handled matters very prudently, so how could he do something so foolish as to destroy his own Great Wall?

Just as the two were talking, Batel had already carried the two nearly dead national-level martial artists and strode up to Cao Kun.

He looked at Cao Kun with an inquiring gaze, his eyes revealing a cold, murderous intent.

As long as Cao Kun gives the order, he will immediately snap the necks of these two men.

Cao Kun looked at the two men whose eyes had rolled back and shook his head indifferently: "Let them go, they don't deserve to die."

Upon hearing this, Batel casually tossed the two men to the ground like trash.

"Cough cough cough..."

The two experts collapsed to the ground, clutching their necks and gasping for breath, their eyes filled with the fear of surviving a near-death experience.

They glanced in horror at the giant man who looked like a demon.

He didn't dare utter a single harsh word, and got up to give Cao Kun a grateful look.

Then he quickly scrambled back behind Qian Shaocong.

Cao Kun slowly took two steps forward, looked at Qian Shao Cong, whose face had turned deathly pale, and smiled:

"Mr. Qian, may I leave now?"

Looking at Cao Kun's harmless smile, Qian Shao Cong felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew all too well the capabilities of those two bodyguards; they were highly skilled individuals he had hired at great expense.

Unexpectedly, under Cao Kun's bodyguard, he couldn't even last two or three moves before being lifted up like a dead dog.

How can we even compete like this? This is absolute dominance by sheer strength.

Although Qian Shaocong is arrogant, he is not stupid.

He understood the principle that a wise man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him.

His facial muscles twitched twice, forcing out a smile that looked more like a grimace:

"Mr. Cao, you've got some tricks up your sleeve. I admit defeat today."

Cao Kun chuckled lightly, ignoring the seemingly strong but actually weak playboy, and turned to get into the car with his men.

When Qian Haoran saw Cao Kun about to leave, he instinctively reached out to follow.

But after taking just one step, he stopped and looked at his cousin behind him with a troubled expression.

Cao Kun, after catching a glimpse of this, understood his predicament.

He gently shook his head at him, signaling him to stay, lest Qian Shao Cong take his anger out on him later.

Upon seeing this, Qian Haoran's eyes revealed a hint of gratitude.

With the engines roaring, Cao Kun and his men swaggered away.

Qian Haoran snapped out of his daze and rushed over to support the swaying Qian Shaocong.

With a concerned look, he asked, "Cousin, are you alright?"

Qian Shao Cong flung his hand away and watched Cao Kun's departing figure disappear into the distance.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You surnamed Cao, don't think you're so great just because your bodyguards can fight!"

If you offend me, I'll make sure you can't move an inch in Shanghai!

Sure enough, the retaliation came even faster than Cao Kun had anticipated.

Cao Kun had barely returned to the Peace Hotel and hadn't even settled in when the hotel manager, sweating profusely, knocked on his door.

"Mr. Cao, I am truly sorry."

The manager was bent over, his face full of embarrassment:

"Um... due to some unforeseen circumstances, you have to check out."

Seeing the manager's cautious demeanor, Cao Kun knew exactly what was going on.

This was clearly the work of that rich young master behind the scenes, and he was prepared for it.

He nodded calmly, "Okay, I understand. I'll pack my things now."

Cao Kun was not surprised by this, nor did he intend to make things difficult for the hotel manager.

He doesn't need to take his anger out on a working-class person over something as trivial as a battle between gods.

That would be too undignified and would make you seem petty.

The manager was filled with gratitude when he saw how understanding Cao Kun was.

Before leaving, he looked around and kindly offered a reminder:

"Mr. Cao, it's not just our Peace Hotel."

As far as I know, the entire high-end hotel industry in Shanghai has just received a "ban".

If you go to another place, I'm afraid...

Cao Kun nodded calmly to express his gratitude.

Originally, I came to Shanghai just to attend an auction.

Since I'm not welcome here, I might as well just head back home.

Just as he was wondering whether he should go straight to the airport, his phone rang.

Qian Xining's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Honey, my cousin and I have plans to have lunch together later. Do you want to come?"

Cao Kun then remembered that he had an important mission in Shanghai.

I just wanted to meet Qian Xining's cousin, the legendary, stunningly beautiful socialite from Shanghai, Song Yuting.

Cao Kun thought for a moment and then laughed, "Alright, how can I refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman?"

"Then wait for me, I'll send a car to pick you up right away."

……

The Song Family Manor on the outskirts of Shanghai.

Cao Kun entered the reception room, led by a waiter.

As a top family that has dominated Shanghai for many years, the Song family's profound heritage can be seen from the furnishings of their reception room.

The vast space is furnished with exquisite mahogany furniture and priceless antique calligraphy and paintings.

Every detail exudes sophistication and luxury, rather than the ostentatious display of nouveau riche.

Cao Kun's gaze fell on a woman standing by the window.

She had a graceful figure and wore an elegant light blue silk cheongsam with a perfectly positioned neckline that accentuated her fair and slender neck like a piece of jade. Her features were exquisite, and she possessed a refined and ethereal beauty, exuding a unique composure and intellect that was completely different from Qian Xining's heroic spirit. She was the quintessential lady from a prominent family in Jiangnan.

Cao Kun's heart stirred, and he quietly activated the system scan.

Name: Song Yuting

Age: 28

Education: Master's Degree

[Bare face: 93 points]

[Body Shape: 91 points]

Number of riders: 0

[Destiny: A life destined for wealth accumulation]

[System Note: Meets requirements]

Cao Kun was startled.

A strange thought suddenly arose in his mind.

This woman is not only a high-scoring, high-quality target, but she also possesses a destiny, specifically a destiny related to wealth.

Moreover, she is Qian Xining's cousin.

If only we could bring these two sisters together...