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The autumn wind in Beijing seemed particularly biting this morning.

The main hall of the Chen family's old residence.

The original solemn and dignified aristocratic air had been replaced by a strong smell of alcohol and decay.

Chen He sat in the armchair, the pair of freshly made walnuts in his hands cracking as he squeezed them.

He hadn't slept all night; his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyeballs were covered with spiderweb-like red blood vessels. His whole body looked as if his spine had been removed, and he was severely hunched over.

In front of him, Chen Tianyu, with his head wrapped in thick gauze and his left leg in a cast, was struggling to bring a glass of water to his lips.

"Snapped!"

Chen He suddenly sprang to his feet, slamming his hand on the table, causing the teacup to overturn and water to spill all over the floor.

Chen Tianyu was so startled that he dropped the water glass in his hand and it shattered on the ground.

He shrank back in fear, like a stray dog ​​that had been beaten and was scared.

"Drink? You still have the nerve to drink water?" Chen He's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like sandpaper rubbing against a rusty piece of iron. "Thirty billion! That's twenty years of hard work for the Chen family! And you just let it all go to waste? Now look what's happened, the plaza is gone, and that brat An'an has rebelled too! Are you satisfied now? Huh?"

Chen Tianyu's lips trembled, tears and snot streaming down his face, but he dared not wipe them away: "Dad... I didn't want to either... I just wanted to make money..."

"Want to make money? You're asking for trouble!" Chen He pointed at his son's nose, his finger trembling violently. "There are debt collectors everywhere! The bank's phone is ringing off the hook! And you, all you do is eat and sleep, are you a pig reincarnated?"

"Then...how can you blame me?" Chen Tianyu, perhaps pushed to the limit, or perhaps relying on his current injury, actually retorted in a low voice, "You signed the document, and you let Bai Jingyou in too..."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Chen He was so angry that he laughed, grabbed the ashtray on the table, and was about to smash it.

Terrified, Chen Tianyu covered his head and scrambled away, ignoring his leg injury, tumbling and crawling behind the display shelves, shouting, "Dad! It's no use killing me! We have to think of something! If all else fails... if all else fails, let's sell the rest of the land!"

"Selling land?" Chen He froze, as if he had heard an unbelievable joke.

He slumped down the ashtray, plopped back into his chair, and laughed dejectedly: "Selling land... do you think anyone would dare buy the Chen family's land now? Do you know what's going on outside? Everyone's saying the Chen family has offended a very powerful figure, and anyone who gets involved is doomed! Besides that madman Bai Jingyou, who would dare to take over now?"

At that moment, the butler rushed in in a panic, without even knocking.

"Master! Something terrible has happened!" The butler's face was ashen, clutching a stack of fax papers. "We just received news that our logistics company... has been hijacked!"

"What?" Chen He jumped up, his vision blurring. "Who? Who dares to do this?"

"It's...it's the Ye family," the butler said in a trembling voice. "Miss Ye Lingqing personally led a team, saying that our cash flow had dried up and there was a risk of defaulting on our contract, so she unilaterally terminated our trunk transportation contract. Immediately afterward, all of our hundreds of truck drivers received high-salary recruitment offers from Deep Blue Logistics at the same time..."

Chen He swayed and slumped into a chair.

Ye Lingqing.

That woman was as shrewd as a devil.

This is kicking someone when they're down!

"Not only that..." The butler swallowed hard, glanced at Chen Tianyu hiding behind him, and hesitated before speaking.

"Speak!" Chen He roared.

"Miss Zhang Yi has also sent a letter. She says that Young Master Chen owes their club a huge sum of entertainment fees, and if it is not paid off by sunset today, they will... they will apply to the court to freeze the Chen Group's liquid accounts."

Chen He was stunned.

He slowly turned his head and stared intently at Chen Tianyu.

Chen Tianyu's face turned deathly pale, and he stammered in defense, "Dad... that... that was before... I just invited a few friends..."

"Entertainment expenses... Your account is going to be frozen?" Chen He muttered to himself, then burst into a desperate roar, "Chen Tianyu! I'll kill you, you spendthrift!"

From inside the old house, screams of panic erupted once again.

……

At the same time, in Beijing's CBD, at the Cloud Club.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Ye Lingqing swirled a glass of red wine in her hand, looking down at the steel jungle below.

She was wearing a well-tailored business suit, exuding a touch of charm amidst her competence.

On the sofa opposite her, Zhang Yi was sitting with her legs crossed without any regard for her image, pressing a calculator rapidly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Lingqing, we really got a taste of the good stuff from Young Master Bai this time." Zhang Yi's eyes were shining as she looked at the numbers on the calculator. "The Chen family's logistics system is a real piece of meat. Although Bai Jingyou took the core assets, these scraps can be consolidated and the profits can last us for three years."

Ye Lingqing turned around, a playful smile playing on her lips: "Chen He is good at maintaining the status quo but lacks ambition. His biggest mistake is having a good-for-nothing like Chen Tianyu, and then treating him like a treasure."

"We have to thank Young Master Bai for that." Zhang Yi tossed aside her calculator, picked up her teacup, and said, "If Bai Jingyou hadn't set such a blaze that night, Chen He wouldn't have lost his composure. Sigh, what kind of person is this Young Master Bai? He wiped out the Shen family as soon as he arrived in Beijing, and now he's torn the Chen family to shreds. Is his Deep Blue Technology really that amazing?"

"It's not that Deep Blue Technology is a genius, it's that he has a keen eye." Ye Lingqing walked to the sofa and sat down, her eyes becoming somewhat profound. "He saw that the Chen family's Achilles' heel is cash flow. Chen Guang Plaza is the Chen family's lifeblood. Once this machine changes hands, the Chen family's massive body will die from lack of blood."

"Right now, the Chen family is like a badly wounded elephant." Ye Lingqing took a sip of red wine, the crimson liquid reflecting her cold and beautiful face. "If we don't pounce on them and take a bite now, we'd be doing a disservice to our business acumen."

"Hehe, that's true." Zhang Yi chuckled mischievously. "I just had someone send a lawyer's letter to the Chen family, urging that idiot Chen Tianyu to pay back the money. Although it's only a few million, at this crucial moment, it's the last straw that breaks the camel's back. I love seeing that old bastard Chen He get so angry."

The two smiled at each other and clinked their glasses.

This is the tacit understanding among predators.

In the capital city, a place of fame and fortune, the law of the jungle prevails.

When you are weak, don't expect anyone to help you in your time of need; they will only wish you had died sooner or that your body hadn't cooled down enough.

……

Xishan Villa.

Compared to the bloodshed outside, this place is as quiet as a paradise.

Sunlight streamed into the living room through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the air was filled with the faint aroma of coffee.

Jiang Mengyao was wearing loose loungewear, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a laptop on her lap, her brows furrowed.

"Still worried about a counterattack from the Chen family?"

Bai Jingyou walked over with two cups of coffee, placed one in front of her, and sat down next to her.

Jiang Mengyao took the coffee and sighed, "It's not a matter of a counterattack. I'm looking at the data... Chen's Group's stock price dropped another 10% at the opening today, triggering the circuit breaker. At this rate, Chen's will face delisting risk in less than three days. Bai Jingyou, isn't this a bit too ruthless?"

Although she was a tech geek and disliked the demeanor of the Chen family father and son, she was still somewhat shocked to see a huge business empire collapse in just two days.

"Ruthless?" Bai Jingyou took a sip of coffee, his tone flat. "If the Chen family wins, what do you think will happen to me and Deep Blue Technology? Will Chen He show us mercy and let us go?"

Jiang Mengyao paused for a moment, then shook her head.

If Bai Jingyou loses, given Chen He's methods, Deep Blue Technology will be split up and swallowed up. Bai Jingyou may be burdened with huge debts or even imprisonment, and she... will probably not escape her fate either.

"The business world is like a battlefield; there is never any mercy." Bai Jingyou put down his cup and looked out the window. "Moreover, the downfall of the Chen family is a necessary reshuffling for the entire business ecosystem of Beijing. The resources that were monopolized by the Chen family will be released, and more dynamic enterprises will benefit."

"Like your DeepBlue Technology?" Jiang Mengyao tilted her head to look at him.

"And then there's the Ye family, Zhang Yi, and even those small suppliers who have been exploited by the Chen family for so long." Bai Jingyou smiled and reached out to ruffle her hair. "That's the ecosystem. A whale fall gives rise to everything."

Jiang Mengyao nodded as if she understood, then suddenly seemed to remember something and pulled out a drawing from under the cushion behind her.

"By the way, this is the initial draft of the renovation plan for the first floor of Deep Blue Plaza that you requested. As per your requirements, holographic projection interfaces and motion capture areas have been reserved. But... are you really sure you want to turn such a prime location into a free experience center? That's incredibly valuable land!"

Bai Jingyou took the blueprints and looked at them, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "As expected of Jiang Da's talented woman, her efficiency is really high."

"Stop being so cheeky, I'm asking you a question." Jiang Mengyao rolled her eyes at him.

"You'll understand later." Bai Jingyou smiled mysteriously. "Traffic is the most valuable currency of this era. When all the young people in Beijing get used to coming here to experience the future, the money in their pockets will naturally flow to DeepBlue's other businesses."

Just then, Chen Mo strode in, a strange expression on his face.

"Young Master."

"What's wrong?" Bai Jingyou asked without turning his head.

"There's new activity from the Chen family." Chen Mo glanced at Jiang Mengyao, seemingly hesitant.

"Go ahead and say it, there's nothing I can't hear."

"Yes," Chen Mo said, suppressing a laugh. "I just received news that Chen Tianyu secretly mortgaged his three limited-edition sports cars and two villas that haven't been transferred to his name yet to an underground bank at a low price, cashing out 50 million."

"Oh?" Bai Jingyou raised an eyebrow. "He wants to revive the market?"

"No." Chen Mo shook his head. "He bought a plane ticket to Australia tonight. One way."

The air was quiet for a second.

Then, Jiang Mengyao burst out laughing: "My God, this is too... too filial! Is this embezzling funds and running away? Leaving his own father alone in a fire pit?"

Bai Jingyou couldn't help but smile.

This really fits Chen Tianyu's persona.

Extremely selfish, extremely stupid.

"Does Chen He know?" Bai Jingyou asked.

"I just found out," Chen Mo replied. "I heard he fainted in his office from anger, and the ambulance just arrived downstairs. Moreover, because of Chen Tianyu's departure, several major shareholders who were originally observing have completely lost it and are now causing a scene at Chen's headquarters, demanding the liquidation of assets."

Bai Jingyou stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the faint outline of the city in the distance.

The Chen family is completely finished.

He didn't die at the hands of his enemies, but at the hands of his own people.

Father and son turned against each other, and everyone turned against them.