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The air in the basement was originally filled with the hum of the server cooling fans and the heat generated by the long period of being enclosed.

But with the arrival of that cup of soy milk, a sweet aroma carrying the flavor of everyday life forced its way in, diluting much of the cold, electronic feel.

Jiang's hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, his black-rimmed glasses had slipped halfway down his nose, and the collar of his oversized T-shirt was crooked. He looked like an unemployed bum who had just come out of an internet cafe after spending the night there.

Who would have thought that these very hands, which were just frantically typing code, had worked with this man to dismantle the Chen family's cash flow in Beijing within a few hours?

"You...you really took over Chen Guang Plaza?" Jiang Mengyao took a sip of soy milk, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster hoarding food.

Bai Jingyou didn't say anything, but took out the contract, which still carried Chen He's warmth and resentment, from his pocket and gently patted it on her head.

"Six plazas, all located in the core business districts of first-tier cities. The property transfer procedures will begin tomorrow morning." Bai Jingyou found a clean server rack to lean against, unbuttoned his suit sleeves to reveal his lean wrists, "From now on, whichever shopping you want to go to, it's like strolling in your own backyard."

"Cough cough..." Jiang Mengyao almost choked to death on the soy milk.

She frantically flipped through the contract, her eyes widening as she stared at the shocking signature on it.

"Bai Jingyou, are you a devil?" Jiang Mengyao closed the contract, looking at him like he was a monster. "That old fox Chen He is greedy for money. These six squares are his lifeline, and you just cut them off like that? What kind of spell did you cast on him?"

"I just reasoned with him." Bai Jingyou took a fried dough stick out of the plastic bag, tore it in half, and handed it to her. "I also helped him discipline his son. This is tuition."

"This tuition is a bit expensive." Jiang Mengyao took the fried dough stick and took a big bite, as if she were biting into the flesh of the Chen father and son. "But, well done! I've been wanting to get rid of those bullies for a long time."

She ate very quickly, and there were quite a few crumbs on the corners of her mouth.

Bai Jingyou looked at her, the coldness in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by an emotion called helplessness.

He sighed, took a handkerchief out of his pocket, and bent down.

Jiang Mengyao was enjoying her meal when she suddenly felt the light in front of her dim.

Immediately afterwards, a slender hand pinched her chin, and warm fingertips gently wiped her lips through a handkerchief.

The movements were gentle, yet brooked no refusal.

Jiang Mengyao froze instantly, forgetting to chew the fried dough stick in her mouth. Her heart skipped a beat and then began to race wildly, pounding against her chest.

She could smell the faint scent of tobacco on Bai Jingyou, mixed with the crisp scent of fir perfume. It was very aggressive, yet it made her feel inexplicably at ease.

"How old are you? You still spill food while eating." Bai Jingyou withdrew his hand, his tone indifferent, as if he had just casually wiped away a speck of dust.

Jiang Mengyao's face flushed bright red instantly, all the way down to her ears.

She lowered her head in a panic, using the act of drinking soy milk to hide her embarrassment, muttering incoherently, "Mind your own business! This is tactical eating!"

"Alright, tactical mastermind." Bai Jingyou looked at her bright red ears, a slight smile playing on his lips. "After you finish eating, tidy up this place. It's not safe for you to stay at the Jiang family's place these next few days, move to my place."

"puff!"

This time, Jiang Mengyao really spat out her drink.

The pale yellow soy milk sprayed out in a mist, but fortunately Bai Jingyou reacted quickly and dodged to the side, thus saving his expensive bespoke suit from damage.

"Bai Jingyou! You pervert!" Jiang Mengyao slammed her soy milk cup on the ground, glaring at him. "Who wants to live with you?! I'm still a virgin!"

"You're overthinking it." Bai Jingyou flicked imaginary dust off his clothes, his eyes mocking. "I'm just putting you in a guest room at the Xishan Villa. The Chen family suffered such a huge loss this time. Although Chen He has backed down, there's no guarantee his subordinates won't act desperately. As the technical core of this operation, you're very valuable now, but also in great danger."

"Besides..." Bai Jingyou paused, his gaze sweeping over the messy pile of servers around him, "Deep Blue Technology's new headquarters building won't be ready until next week. Until then, I need a place where I can work anytime without worrying about being eavesdropped on. My basement just happens to be empty."

Jiang Mengyao opened her mouth, only to find that she couldn't refute it.

Indeed, taking action against the Chen family this time is like dropping a depth charge into the stagnant waters of Beijing.

Although it was exhilarating, the aftereffects were considerable.

"Then... then do I get a salary?" Jiang Mengyao finally managed to utter this question after a long pause.

Bai Jingyou laughed, a sly laugh: "I'll leave you the entire top floor of Chen Guang Plaza as your laboratory. Is that enough?"

Jiang Mengyao's eyes instantly lit up with stars: "Deal! Boss is so generous! Long live the boss!"

……

At seven o'clock in the morning, the morning rush hour in Beijing began as scheduled.

The black Maybach drove smoothly on the Second Ring Road, with busy workers rushing to their destinations outside the window.

Chen Mo drove, glancing at the back seat through the rearview mirror every now and then.

Bai Jingyou closed his eyes to rest, while Jiang Mengyao held her laptop, her fingers flying across the keyboard, seemingly finishing up the last bit of work.

"Young Master, the news has spread." Chen Mo broke the silence. "I just received news that the Chen Group has issued an announcement stating that it will spin off its commercial real estate sector and transfer it to a company called Aurora Holdings for asset restructuring."

Aurora Holdings is a shell company temporarily registered by Bai Jingyou, and its actual controller is naturally DeepBlue Technology.

"What was the stock market's reaction?" Bai Jingyou asked without opening his eyes.

"The stock immediately hit the daily limit down upon opening." Chen Mo's tone carried a hint of schadenfreude. "Although the Chen family tried their best to cover it up, this was a desperate attempt to survive. Even a fool could see that something terrible had happened to the Chen family. Now everyone in the industry is saying that Chen He offended a big shot from above."

"A big shot?" Bai Jingyou chuckled, opened his eyes, and looked out the window at the building he had just passed, the one with the huge Chen Guang Square sign. "In a sense, that's not wrong."

In this era where capital reigns supreme, those who control data and cash flow are the big shots.

"This is just the beginning," Bai Jingyou said calmly. "Chen Mo, notify the engineering department that I need to see the Deep Blue Technology logo on these six plazas within three days. Also, according to the blueprints I gave you before, clear out the first-floor lobby; I have other uses for it."

The car drove into Xishan Villa.

This is Bai Jingyou's private territory, with security levels comparable to a military base.

As soon as Jiang Mengyao got out of the car, she was stunned by the sight before her. This was no villa; it was practically an estate.

Moreover, judging from the infrared cameras on the wall and the black-clad bodyguards patrolling the yard, it was even more heavily guarded than her old family home.

"Hello, Sister Bai!"

The two rows of bodyguards at the door suddenly bowed in unison, their voices booming.

Jiang Mengyao was startled by the scene and stumbled, almost falling.

"N-What nonsense are you talking about!" Jiang Mengyao's face turned as red as a tomato, and she waved her hands helplessly. "I'm not... I'm that... technical consultant!"

Bai Jingyou stood to the side, watching her embarrassed appearance, but didn't explain. He just smiled and said, "Alright, don't scare her. Chen Mo, take Miss Jiang to the guest room to rest. Also, have the kitchen prepare something light; she has a sensitive stomach."

"Yes, young master." Chen Mo suppressed a laugh and respectfully led the way.

Jiang Mengyao followed Chen Mo inside like a frightened little rabbit.

Bai Jingyou turned and walked into the villa.

The gate slowly closed, shutting out the outside world's disturbances.

On the second floor, Jiang Mengyao was peering out the floor-to-ceiling window. Seeing Bai Jingyou enter, she breathed a sigh of relief, then patted her face in annoyance.

......

At 10:00 AM, at the Chen Group headquarters building.

The air pressure in the chairman's office on the top floor was so low it felt like a storm was about to break.

The city of Beijing outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was shrouded in a thin autumn mist, just like Chen He's uncertain future at this moment.

Chen He had tossed aside the pair of lion's head walnuts he was so proud of, and replaced them with a scalding hot cell phone.

He has just finished a video conference with the board of directors.

Those old guys who used to call each other brothers showed their fangs after learning that Chen Guang Plaza had changed hands, demanding that he take responsibility for the evaporation of the group's market value.

If it weren't for the trouble her son caused, why would she have to be so humble?

"Bastards! They're all bastards!"

Chen He slammed his hand on the mahogany desk, making the teacup lids rattle and clang.

But the sense of powerlessness amidst his anger was what made him so pathetic.

The secretary nervously pushed open the door, holding a stack of documents: "Mr. Chen, the bank called... saying they're reassessing the credit line. Also, several building material suppliers who were scheduled to come this afternoon to discuss cooperation all said they suddenly fell ill."

The secretary's tone was full of worry.

"Sick? I think he's got the disease of being opportunistic!" Chen He gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot like a spider web.

His eyes were filled with a desire to skin those people alive.

When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down; this is an immutable law of the business world.

But no one can really look at this situation calmly.

Chen He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

The Chen family isn't completely wiped out. As long as the East District redevelopment project continues and they can still get on board Deep Blue Technology, there's still a chance to turn things around.

His gaze fell on a family photo on the corner of the table.

In the photo, Chen An'an, who is still a primary school student, is holding a doll and timidly hiding behind him.

"An'an..." A glint of light flashed in Chen He's eyes, as if he had grasped the last straw.

Chen An'an is now the chief data architect for the East District project, and she has access to core data.

Since Bai Jingyou values ​​her, it means she has value.

As long as his daughter remains in that position, Chen He will still have leverage to negotiate with Bai Jingyou.

Even... if An'an could get some of Deep Blue's core algorithms from within, or leave a backdoor in the system...

Therefore, it is not impossible to get the square back.

Chen He's fingers trembled as he dialed the number saved as An'an.