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

As the dinner was drawing to a close, Cao Kun put down his chopsticks and began to explain another matter to Su Yue.

"Su Yue, you must help me find another manor after the New Year. It has to be big enough."

Cao Kun looked around at the people in the room, feeling deeply moved.

The Grand Garden is now struggling to accommodate so many people.

Only a spacious manor could accommodate so many of his confidantes and his unborn children.

Upon hearing this, Su Yue readily nodded in agreement: "Okay, boss, leave this to me."

Subsequently, Su Yue extended an invitation to Cao Kun:

"Boss, if you're bored during the Spring Festival, why don't you go and have some fun in our Sichuan province?"

Sichuan Province is not only beautiful, but also has a pleasant climate, making it an ideal place for leisure and vacation.

As she said this, she gave Qian Xining across from her a provocative glance.

"snort!"

Qian Xining was about to get angry.

But then she suddenly remembered something.

With a victorious smile on his face, he touched his slightly protruding belly and gave a haughty snort.

The meaning is quite obvious.

Cao Kun and I have a child, what do you have?

"snort!"

Su Yue immediately felt that she had lost.

She looked at Cao Kun with a sorrowful gaze.

What's so great about that? It's just having a baby.

I can give birth too!

Cao Kun felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze and was at a loss for what to do.

……

After having this subtly tense reunion dinner with the women.

Cao Kun then prepared to head to the airport, where his private jet was already waiting for him.

Coincidentally, Su Yue and Fu Die's flights were also at the same time, so the group traveled together.

Before they left, the women all gathered at the villa entrance, seeing them off with reluctance.

A few people who were easily moved to tears couldn't help but secretly start wiping away their tears.

Looking at their expressions of utter despair, Cao Kun couldn't help but chuckle:

"What are you doing? I'm just going back to my hometown for the Chinese New Year. I'll be back in a few days. It's not like I've disappeared."

After calming the women down, Cao Kun led everyone onto the motorcade heading to the airport.

……

Suzhou and Hangzhou, on the shore of West Lake.

In the heart of the West Lake scenic area.

Hidden within is a quaint and secluded mansion, inaccessible to ordinary people.

Every blue brick and gray tile here exudes the vicissitudes and weight of hundreds of years of history.

Carved beams and painted rafters, winding paths leading to secluded spots—everywhere reveals the owner's refined taste.

This is the old residence of the Qian family, a top-tier aristocratic family renowned throughout Jiangnan.

At this moment, several tables of sumptuous feasts are set out in the banquet hall inside the old house.

Every round table was full of people.

The table was laden with delicacies, including all kinds of rare and exotic foods, exuding an enticing aroma.

However, faced with these tables of mouthwatering delicacies...

The huge hall was deathly silent; no one touched their chopsticks.

Every year at the end of the year, all the key figures of the Qian family in Jiangnan would gather here.

If someone familiar with China's economic sphere were standing here right now.

You will be absolutely shocked by what you see.

Because anyone sitting here can simply stomp their foot.

Certain sectors of China's economy will be shaken.

At this time of year, this hall would have been filled with clinking glasses and constant laughter.

Everyone enthusiastically shared their substantial incomes and envisioned a grand future for their families.

They can even finalize earth-shattering deals over drinks.

But today's atmosphere is extremely strange.

Everyone looked worried and sighed, and the entire large room was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of death.

"Third Grandfather, what should we do now? You are a highly respected elder; please give us a straight answer!"

Finally, someone couldn't contain their anxiety and broke the silence.

The one referred to as Third Grandfather was an elderly man with a white beard who sat in the main seat of the hall.

His name is Qian Dingkun. He is a powerful elder of the Qian family in Jiangnan and the person in charge of the family's internal punishments and discipline.

The recent decision to depose Qian Shao Cong, the young master of the Qian family, was entirely orchestrated by him.

Upon hearing this, Qian Dingkun slammed his cane down heavily in displeasure, his eyes wide with anger:

"What's the use of asking me about this? You should go to the clan leader to discuss the overall direction of the clan!"

"Qian Minghong, you are the current head of the family. In front of all the elders and those in charge, please say something to everyone!"

Everyone immediately turned their attention to the middle-aged man sitting below Qian Dingkun.

Qian Minghong has a very dignified square face, but at this moment his expression looks extremely unpleasant.

His eyes were covered with heavy dark circles and bloodshot.

It's obvious that they haven't had a proper rest in a long time.

He exuded an undeniable weariness.

Faced with the crowd's persistent questioning, Qian Minghong sighed helplessly.

"Everyone, I believe you have all seen the recent news."

Qian Minghong's voice was a little hoarse:

"Cao Kun and his Kunlun Capital are currently enjoying great success."

Not long ago, they also publicly announced that they had made tens of billions in overseas financial markets.

And they plan to use it to invest in domestic real economy industries.

The higher-ups praised this behavior and gave it the green light all the way.

At this point, a look of self-reproach appeared on his face:

"On the other hand, our Qian family... because of the disaster caused by that little beast Shao Gang."

Our Qian family's businesses have been targeted by the Chinese government.

To make matters worse, our ally, the Song family, has completely severed ties with us.

Qian Minghong scanned the crowd, his tone extremely heavy:

"The Qian family's overall strength has now shrunk significantly, and they have suffered a severe blow."

We are absolutely not allowed to retaliate against Cao Kun in any way.

Moreover, Kunlun Capital clearly has powerful figures backing them up!

If we continue to pursue Cao Kun relentlessly, we may face repercussions from above.

By then, the businesses that everyone here has worked so hard to build...

I'm afraid they'll all suffer along with them; nobody will have an easy time!

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall fell into a deathly silence.

They looked at each other, though they were all core members of the Qian family.

But when it comes to matters of vital interest, everyone obviously has their own ulterior motives.