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

Logically speaking, transferring such a massive amount of funds across borders would be impossible without several months of prior preparation.

But Cao Kun made a phone call to Xu Guolong.

When the company learned that Kunlun Capital intended to use the funds to develop the logistics industry in China, it naturally gave them the green light.

As for the projection of the application form on the big screen, it was naturally Su Yue's doing.

Within minutes, she had prepared the evidence perfectly.

The noisy live stream room instantly fell silent.

Although the number of people watching online at the same time has exceeded one million.

But there wasn't a single person posting a comment on the public chat.

Everyone was staring at the screen, carefully counting the long string of zeros one by one.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand... hundred billion.

A full half minute passed before the barrage of comments erupted again.

Two hundred billion! And in US dollars! My God, I've lived in Chengdu for twenty years and I've never seen so many zeros!

[Holy crap... Boss Cao, I really want to have your babies!]

【Ugh! Why am I not an employee of Kunlun Capital? I hate it!】

With the release of this declaration form backed by national credit.

A large number of rational voices also emerged in the live broadcast room.

[Let's all move on! Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that Cao Kun is telling the truth when they see this list with the national emblem on it. He did indeed make a killing on silver, but all his profits came from foreign exchange reserves held by international speculative capital!]

Since Chairman Cao dared to release his foreign exchange declaration form, it proves that his funds are absolutely clean and compliant. The dramatic fluctuations in the domestic silver market are purely the result of greedy retail investors speculating blindly, and have absolutely nothing to do with Kunlun Capital!

……

Beijing.

The He family's old residence.

The spacious room was filled with computers, and a large number of online trolls were typing rapidly on their keyboards.

He Yinan stood in the center of the hall, leaning on his cane, and loudly rebuked Ren Tong in front of him:

"What's going on? Quickly turn public opinion around!"

His left side was noticeably sunken, appearing extremely weak, and his facial muscles were somewhat stiff.

This is a sequela of my second cerebral hemorrhage.

Ren Tong watched as the online sentiment completely shifted in favor of Kunlun Capital, breaking out in a cold sweat, and nodded repeatedly in agreement:

"Young Master, please don't be angry. I'll take care of it right away."

Turning his head, he immediately put pressure on his subordinates beside him:

"What exactly happened? Keep smearing Kunlun Capital!"

The subordinate reported to the leader with a bitter expression:

"President Ren, Young Master He, it's really not that we didn't try hard enough."

Kunlun Capital's counterattack was too fierce.

Every time we send a comment, they ban an account.

If we send too many messages, the other party will directly block our IP address based on the message's location.

No matter how many online troll accounts we have, we can't withstand this kind of large-scale crackdown.

He Yinan angrily slammed his cane into the ground:

"I don't care! What's the point of keeping a bunch of useless people like you around?"

"If you can't even handle this small matter, what use are you to me!"

His subordinates were thoroughly berated and could only slink away to the side with their heads down.

Ren Tong quickly stepped forward and gently patted He Yinan's back, carefully comforting him:

"Young Master He, please calm down."

The doctor specifically told you that your blood vessels are very fragile and cannot withstand the slightest stimulation.

He survived the last rescue, but only suffered mild hemiplegia on one side of his body.

If emotional distress triggers another brain hemorrhage, that would be extremely dangerous.

Upon hearing this, He Yinan could only suppress his anger and take a deep breath.

Seeing that his breathing was gradually stabilizing, Ren Tong helped him catch his breath while helplessly offering words of comfort:

"Young Master He, please be more understanding of your subordinates."

We're currently making trouble in terms of musical notes, while they're playing on home turf and have an absolute advantage.

"If we had successfully acquired Yin Fu Dian Dong back then, we wouldn't be in such a passive position today."

These words struck He Yinan like a bolt from the blue.

He suddenly felt dizzy.

Those humiliating memories flooded my mind like a tidal wave.

Back then, in the struggle to win the musical notes, he was made a fool of by Cao Kun.

They spent a lot of money but ended up buying a bunch of worthless companies.

The employees of these companies are still asking him for their owed wages.

But what he will never forget is the day he left Changteng.

Cao Kun was shyly showing off his maid outfit to his childhood sweetheart, Romina...

"what!"

He Yinan let out a scream and clutched his head tightly with both hands.

A violent spinning sensation struck him, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward.

Ren Tong was terrified and clung tightly to the falling He Yinan, screaming in horror:

"Someone! Call a doctor immediately! Young Master He has fainted again!"

The hall instantly descended into chaos.

The online trolls all stopped what they were doing, and no one cared about smearing Kunlun Capital anymore.

……

Cao Kun was naturally unaware of these events that were happening far away in the capital.

However, seeing the malicious comments gradually disappearing in the live stream, he already had a feeling that something was wrong.

He picked up the microphone and said sincerely:

"My philosophy in founding Kunlun Capital is very simple: to share profits with all employees."

Since the company has made money, it should generously share it with everyone.

The company's profitability is inseparable from the collective hard work of all its employees.

He looked around at the faces below the stage and continued:

"Kunlun Capital's corporate culture is to enable everyone to realize their self-worth here."

I have unconditional faith in the abilities of every employee.

That's why we keep trying to reduce working hours.

Significantly increase salaries and benefits, ensuring that profits truly reach everyone's pockets.

I hope my employees, after work...

Having both money and time allows you to enjoy coffee, watch movies, and truly savor life.

"Going forward, Kunlun Capital will continue to firmly pursue this path."

We will do everything in our power to make the company bigger and stronger.

Let's spread this philosophy of sharing to a wider range of areas, benefiting more people!

The employees in the audience spontaneously stood up and applauded thunderously.

Following a boss who is willing to share real money.

What else is there to say?

Everyone had only one simple thought in their minds: to work as hard as they could.

Su Yue gazed at the radiant man on the stage, her eyes filled with infatuation.

She clenched her fists tightly, silently chanting in her heart, "Only a man like this truly deserves me!"

Yu Ziqi, standing to the side, had her eyes shining.

She witnessed firsthand how Cao Kun effortlessly reversed the tide of public opinion across the entire internet with just a few words.

The girl's face flushed, and admiration and love welled up in her heart.

The boss is simply a god!

She suddenly felt relieved, realizing that she no longer needed to rack her brains to figure out her boss's hidden meanings.

It is already an immense fortune to have the privilege of being by his side in this lifetime.