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The morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Deep Blue Technology Building, falling on the imported Italian leather sofa.

The air was filled with the aroma of freshly ground Blue Mountain coffee. Bai Qing sat behind her desk, holding a delicate silver spoon and gently stirring the brown liquid in her cup.

Her makeup was still impeccable, but there was a hint of languor in her eyes.

"Since last night, Shen's Group's stock price has hit the daily limit down three times."

Bai Qing put down the silver spoon and pointed to the huge electronic screen in front of him. The K-line chart that once represented the glory of the Shen family was now falling vertically like a kite with a broken string. "If I were that old man from the Shen family, I would be preparing oxygen tanks by now."

Bai Jingyou sat on the sofa opposite, holding a financial magazine in his hand, his expression as calm as if he were looking at a breakfast menu.

"The limit down is just the beginning." Bai Jingyou didn't even look up. "Most of the Shen family's assets are heavy assets: hotels, shopping malls, and office buildings. Once the cash flow is cut off, these real estate properties become blood-sucking black holes. The Shen family now is like a ship full of gold but leaking. The crew isn't thinking about repairing the ship, but how to take it all with them, even if it means knocking out their gold teeth."

"So, when are you planning to open your mouth, you great white shark?" Bai Qing looked at his younger brother with great interest.

"I don't eat rotten flesh."

Bai Jingyou closed the magazine and tossed it aside. "Besides, eating alone can easily lead to indigestion. I need to find someone to share the calories."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the heavy solid wood door of the office was pushed open.

"Brother Bai! Brother Bai!"

Li He burst in like a groundhog who had just won the lottery, waving a contract in his hand and wearing a gleaming golden lion head necklace that jingled as he ran.

"Calm down." Bai Jingyou glanced at him. "Were you chased by a dog?"

"It's more exciting than being chased by a dog!" Li He plopped down next to Bai Jingyou, slamming the contract on the coffee table. "The Shen family sold their supercar club as a package deal to recoup funds! It even included that limited-edition Bugatti! I got it! Half price! A full 50% off!"

Li He was so excited his face turned red and his neck bulged. "That bastard Shen Yun used to treat this car like royalty, he wouldn't even let me touch it. Now, great! I'm going to drive it to buy some jianbing guozi (Chinese savory crepes) later, with three eggs!"

Bai Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud, taking an elegant sip of coffee: "Young Master Li, your business acumen is truly... unique."

"Sis, don't laugh at me," Li He chuckled. "I'm just helping Brother Bai get revenge. By the way, Brother Bai, besides this beat-up car, I also heard that the Shen family is looking for buyers for those office buildings on the West Third Ring Road. Should we...?"

"Only someone like Zhang Yi, who likes to find bargains, would be interested in those outdated office buildings."

Bai Jingyou stood up, straightened the hem of his unwrinkled suit, and said, "Li He, you can keep that supercar club for yourself, but you need to compile a list of its members for me."

"A list?" Li He was taken aback. "What would we need that for? They're all spoiled brats."

"Sometimes, the information about spoiled brats is even more readily available than that of the intelligence agency." Bai Jingyou patted Li He on the shoulder meaningfully. "Let's go to the conference room. The real butcher has arrived."

……

DeepBlue Technology, Conference Room 1.

This place doesn't have the oppressive seriousness of a typical conference room; instead, it's decorated like a high-end tea room.

A slightly overweight, kind-faced middle-aged man was sitting at the tea table, sipping his tea with a smile.

"Uncle Feng." Bai Jingyou pushed open the door and entered, his tone familiar and polite.

"Jingyou's here." Feng Rui put down his teacup, his smile deepening, and a shrewdness lurking in the crow's feet around his eyes. "Last night's performance was brilliant, absolutely brilliant. Buying land for a dollar, that's quite a deal. I'd even like to become your apprentice."

"Uncle Feng, you flatter me. It's just a small matter." Bai Jingyou sat down opposite Feng Rui, while Li He sat obediently beside him, acting as a background figure.

"A minor skirmish?" Feng Rui shook his head, his fingers gently stroking the prayer beads. "The Shen family, though its roots are rotten, still has a strong trunk. Your axe blow has startled all the birds in the capital. This morning, at least ten bank managers called me, asking if the Shen family's debt could be transferred at a discount."

"Did Uncle Feng accept it?" Bai Jingyou picked up the teapot and poured Feng Rui another cup.

"How could I dare?" Feng Rui sighed, seemingly helpless but actually probing. "Entering the market now means either trying to buy at the bottom or taking over the losses. I'm old, timid, and can't see how deep the waters are. But Jingyou, since you've already overturned the table, you must have already planned how to clean up the mess, right?"

Old fox.

Bai Jingyou chuckled inwardly. Feng Rui was waiting for him to make an offer, or rather, waiting for a signal to enter the market.

"The assets that the Shen family is now eager to liquidate are mainly divided into three parts."

Bai Jingyou held up three fingers, his voice steady and strong, "First, real estate—hotels, shopping malls, land. This piece of meat is too lucrative, and too many people are eyeing it. Zhang Yi and Ye Lingqing are already sharpening their knives; there's no need for us to join the fray."

"Secondly, there's the issue of equity. The stock prices of several listed companies under the Shen Group have now halved. This is one of your strengths, Uncle Feng."

Feng Rui narrowed his eyes, said nothing, and gestured for him to continue.

"Third," Bai Jingyou tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "are the several hidden supply chains and... data centers held by the Shen family."

"A data center?" Feng Rui was somewhat surprised. "The Shen family started out in traditional trade; what do they know about data?"

"They don't understand, but the subsidiary they acquired does." Bai Jingyou's eyes turned slightly cold. "Three years ago, in order to transform their business, the Shen family acquired a cloud storage technology company. The servers were set up in an underground air-raid shelter in the East District. That place is right below my 'garbage disposal center'."

Feng Rui's pupils contracted slightly.

He instantly understood Bai Jingyou's intention.

It turns out that the one dollar spent on the land wasn't just to disgust Shen Yun, but also for that underground data center!

The surface was sealed off, but the underground was connected.

Bai Jingyou is trying to completely block the Shen family's last escape route, forcing them to sell this core asset at a bargain price.

"What do you want me to do?" Feng Rui's smile faded, and he leaned forward slightly.

"I want that data center." Bai Jingyou looked directly into Feng Rui's eyes. "But Deep Blue Technology is too popular right now. If I were to acquire it directly, the Shen family would rather blow it up than sell it to me. So, I need Uncle Feng to step in and, in the name of Hongye Capital, take over the Shen Group's debt package."

"A debt package?" Feng Rui gasped. "There are quite a few bad debts in there."

"Bad debts are also a bargaining chip." Bai Jingyou pulled out a USB drive he had prepared beforehand and pushed it in front of Feng Rui. "This contains evidence of the Shen family's tax evasion and illegal operations. Although it's not enough to put them in jail for life, it's enough to get the bank to freeze all their liquid assets. In that case, they'll have no choice but to use their assets to pay off their debts."

Feng Rui stared at the small USB drive as if it were a ticking time bomb.

This is not a business negotiation, this is clearly a case of confiscation of property and extermination of the entire family!

"You kid..." Feng Rui shook his head with a wry smile, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. "You're even more ruthless than your father was back then. But this deal is quite risky. If I play the villain, those old guys in the Shen family will definitely hate me to death."

"Uncle Feng, with the Shen family gone, Hongye Capital can easily take over at least 30% of the market share vacated," Bai Jingyou offered as bait. "Moreover, I only need the hardware and data for that data center; the land ownership is yours. It's a prime location for future development in the eastern district."

Feng Rui remained silent for a moment, then spun the sandalwood beads in his hand faster and faster.

About a minute later, he suddenly laughed, laughing like a Maitreya Buddha who had just eaten his fill.

"Deal." Feng Rui picked up the USB drive and put it in his pocket. "Looks like this old man of mine will have to be a butcher again. But Jingyou, what exactly is hidden in that data center that you're so interested in?"

"Just some old-time remnants' boring diaries," Bai Jingyou said with a faint smile, downplaying the seriousness of the matter.

After seeing Feng Rui off, Li He looked at Bai Jingyou with admiration: "Brother Bai, are we really going to build that basement thing? It sounds creepy."

"That's not a basement, that's a future gold mine." Bai Jingyou stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the bustling city below.

His gaze pierced through the layers of buildings, as if he could see the undercurrents surging beneath that wasteland in the eastern district.

In the original story, the reason why the Shen family was able to survive for so long was because they had some kind of key leverage, and this leverage was hidden in that data center.

Once he gets his hands on it, not only the Shen family, but also the other major families in the capital will be at his mercy.

"bite."

My phone suddenly vibrated.

Bai Jingyou took it out and saw that it was a text message from an unknown number, containing only one short line:

Shen Tianyang has woken up.

Shen Tianyang, the previous head of the Shen family, and Shen Yun's grandfather.

Bai Jingyou's smile deepened.

"Have you finally decided to wake up?"

He turned off the screen and turned to Li He, saying, "Notify Chen Mo to prepare the car. We're going to the Shen Group headquarters."

"Huh? Go now?" Li He's eyes widened. "Go there for what? To kick someone when they're down?"

"No."

Bai Jingyou straightened his tie, his eyes gleaming with the excitement of a hunter watching his prey struggle for its life.

"I'm going to deliver a wreath. And while I'm at it, I'll see that old friend who came back from the dead."