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The first rays of morning sunlight pierced through the thin mist and shone on the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Deep Blue Technology Building.

Last night's incident at the Beijing Hotel was like a sudden tsunami, sweeping through the entire business landscape of Beijing overnight.

Today's financial news headlines are all about the change of ownership of the Li Group and the strong rise of DeepBlue Technology.

Bai Jingyou sat behind his large desk, twirling a pen in his hand, listening calmly to Chen Mo's report.

"Mr. Bai, the public opinion is currently completely on our side. Although the news about Lin Lanfeng and Li He's imprisonment has been deliberately downplayed, it's already spread within the industry. Now everyone outside is saying..." Chen Mo pushed up his glasses, his tone tinged with undisguised admiration, "You're the most ruthless person in Beijing, a man who eats people alive without spitting out the bones."

"A ruthless person?" Bai Jingyou chuckled, tossing his pen on the table. "The business world is like a battlefield; kindness doesn't lead to military success, and righteousness doesn't manage finances. If I weren't ruthless, I'd be the one sitting in jail right now."

"Furthermore, regarding the three hundred stores left behind by the Li Group..." Chen Mo looked troubled. "Although ownership has changed, the store managers and regional managers are very agitated. Some are inciting strikes, and others are threatening to leave with their customer base. In particular, the old retainers of the Li family are banding together to resist our takeover team."

"Boycott?" A cold glint flashed in Bai Jingyou's eyes. "Do you think you can get away with anything because of the sheer number of people involved, and you want to negotiate with me?"

"Probably. They've said that if we don't significantly raise salaries and retain the existing management structure, they'll completely paralyze the stores."

Bai Jingyou stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the endless stream of cars below.

"Tell the HR department to issue a company-wide notice."

Bai Jingyou's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"First, all management personnel involved in instigating the strike will be immediately dismissed and never rehired. DeepBlue Technology will issue a blacklist notice to the entire industry."

"Secondly, for entry-level employees who are willing to stay, their base salary will be increased by 20%, but the performance evaluation standards will be doubled. The more you work, the more you earn; we won't support idlers."

"Third, immediately select one hundred reserve cadres from DeepBlue Select and parachute them into various core stores to serve as store managers. As for those who want to jump ship and take resources with them..."

Bai Jingyou turned around, a playful smile curving his lips: "Let them go. The Li family's business model is outdated; customer loyalty relies on location, not their laughable personal connections. It's good they're gone; it saves me the trouble of paying to dismiss them."

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately nodded: "Understood, I'll take care of it right away."

Just then, the office door was pushed open.

Before you see him, you hear his voice.

"Sister Mengyao! I missed you so much!"

A petite figure wearing a Lolita dress and with pigtails rushed in like a cannonball, completely ignoring Bai Jingyou, and buried her head in the arms of Jiang Mengyao, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

It's Feng Ling.

Following closely behind was Feng Rui, who looked helpless, and Bai Qing, who happened to walk in carrying two cups of coffee.

"Oh dear, my little darling, slow down." Feng Rui shook his head, then looked at Bai Jingyou with a big smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Bai, congratulations! That battle was fought so well! Although I wasn't there last night, just listening to Old Liu's description made my blood boil."

Bai Jingyou walked over with a smile and gestured for Feng Rui to sit down: "Brother Feng, you're certainly well-informed. What, you brought Ling'er here today for more than just congratulations?"

"Hehe, nothing escapes your notice." Feng Rui rubbed his hands together, and his expression became serious after sitting down. "Brother, the Li family's pie is too big. I know you have a big appetite, but some of the scraps are troublesome to deal with, aren't they? For example... those commercial land plots the Li family owns in the suburbs."

Bai Jingyou raised an eyebrow.

Sure enough, no one gets up early without a reason. Although the Li family's main business is retail, they also have considerable involvement in real estate.

Those plots of land are indeed a heavy asset burden for a technology retail company like DeepBlue Technology, but they are highly sought after by Hongye Capital, which focuses on capital operations and industrial development.

"I can give you the land." Bai Jingyou didn't hesitate and quoted a price directly, "80% of the market valuation. But I have one condition."

Feng Rui's eyes lit up: "Go ahead!"

"You must develop those plots of land into a warehousing and logistics center, and you must give priority to leasing them to DeepBlue Technology for ten years, with the rent calculated at half the market price."

Feng Rui quickly calculated in his mind. Acquiring the land at an 80% discount was already a huge profit. Although the rent was a bit lower, having DeepBlue Technology as a long-term major client made this deal a sure thing, and it would also strengthen the bond between the two companies.

"Deal!" Feng Rui slapped his thigh and readily agreed. "Brother, you're so decisive!"

On the other side, on the sofa.

Jiang Mengyao helplessly stroked the head of the little girl clinging to her like a koala, her eyes full of affection: "Ling'er, aren't you afraid of wrinkling that lace dress you're wearing?"

"Just buy new ones if they're wrinkled!" Feng Ling looked up, her delicate, doll-like face filled with admiration. "Sister Mengyao, I heard that last night that scoundrel Lin Lanfeng tried to bully you, but he got thoroughly beaten up by brother-in-law... oh no, by Brother Jingyou! He was so cool! Just like a demon king from a manga!"

"Demon King?" Bai Qing, who was drinking coffee, almost spat it out. She glanced at her younger brother, who was chatting and laughing over there. "You know what, it's quite fitting. But little Ling'er, your brother-in-law is now the big demon king of the capital. If anyone bullies you in the future, mentioning his name will be more effective than mentioning your father's name."

Feng Ling's eyes sparkled: "Really? Does that mean I can do whatever I want at school?"

"Don't listen to your sister Bai's nonsense." Jiang Mengyao smiled and pinched Feng Ling's cheek. "We should win people over with virtue."

"Tch, winning people over with virtue is something only the weak can understand." Bai Qing put down her coffee cup, crossed her legs, and swayed her long legs gently in the air, her red high heels particularly eye-catching. "In this industry, might makes right. By the way, Jingyou, the receptionist just called to say that a rare guest has arrived."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Chen Mo knocked on the office door again.

"Mr. Bai, Miss Bai Qianqian has arrived."

Upon hearing this name, Bai Jingyou's eyes flickered slightly.

Bai Qianqian, the strong woman who was once on the verge of bankruptcy and was single-handedly pulled back by him.

Since the last investment, she has been working diligently and rarely makes public appearances. Her coming at this time today is clearly a calculated move.

"Please let her in."

A moment later, a woman wearing a beige business suit and sporting a neat short haircut walked in. She had a cool and aloof demeanor; although she wasn't as gentle as Jiang Mengyao or as beautiful as Bai Qing, her rational and composed elite air was impossible to ignore.

"President Bai." Bai Qianqian nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the room as she politely greeted them. Without much small talk, she went straight to the point, "I saw the news. The Li Group collapsed, leaving behind a large number of brand agency rights and supply chain channels. Although DeepBlue Technology excels in platform operation, it lacks experience in specific brand management."

She took a thick document out of her bag and placed it in front of Bai Jingyou.

"This is a plan I worked on overnight. My company is willing to become a downstream service provider for DeepBlue Technology and take over this part of the brand agency business. In return, I am willing to give up 30% of the company's shares to DeepBlue Technology and guarantee that all channels will prioritize supplying the DeepBlue platform."

The room quieted down for a moment.

Feng Rui clicked his tongue in amazement.

This woman is ruthless; she offered shares right off the bat, trying to completely tie herself to Bai Jingyou's chariot.

Bai Jingyou opened the document and quickly browsed through a few pages.

It is well-organized, with detailed data, and even lists the potential legal risks.

This is exactly Bai Qianqian's style: rational, efficient, and decisive.

"30% is too little." Bai Jingyou closed the file, looked up at her, and said, "I want 51%."

Bai Qianqian's pupils contracted slightly, but her expression did not falter.

She remained silent for about five seconds, as if engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

51% means a change of controlling stake, which means that the company she worked so hard to build will now be under Bai Jingyou's control.

"If I give 51%, what will I get in return?" Bai Qianqian asked calmly.

"We've secured the agency rights to all the luxury brands inherited from the Li Group, as well as the massive traffic support from DeepBlue Technology." Bai Jingyou leaned forward, placing his hands crossed on the table, his eyes piercing. "Qianqian, you know my style. I either don't invest, or I invest with absolute control. But I can promise you that the company's daily operations will remain in your hands. I'll only look at the reports and won't interfere with management."

"Furthermore," Bai Jingyou pointed to Feng Rui beside him, "Mr. Feng from Hongye Capital is also here. Your brand will be among the first to benefit from our future investments in logistics and real estate. This is an aircraft carrier; are you sure you only want a standing ticket and not to be a crew member?"

Bai Qianqian took a deep breath.

She's a smart woman. In the capital, it's too difficult to go it alone.

No matter how capable she is, she is powerless against the crushing power of capital. And Bai Jingyou is capital itself now.

"Okay." Bai Qianqian stretched out her hand, her eyes becoming firm. "51%, deal. I'll need your help in the future."

Bai Jingyou smiled, grasped her hand, and gave it a gentle shake: "It's a pleasure working with you."

Watching this scene, Bai Qing couldn't help but sigh, "Look at that, this is what you call annihilating everything with a laugh. Little brother, your methods of exploitation are getting more and more sophisticated."

"That's called resource integration." Bai Jingyou let go, in a great mood. "Since everyone's here, how about we have lunch together? We can have lunch in the company cafeteria. It's been a long time since I've had an employee meal."

"The cafeteria?" Feng Ling's face fell. "Brother Jingyou, you just made so much money, and you're treating us to the cafeteria?"

"Deep Blue's cafeteria has hired a Michelin three-star chef as a consultant," Jiang Mengyao said with a smile, taking Feng Ling's hand. "They have your favorite caramel pudding."

"Wow! I want to eat three!"

The laughter of the crowd lightened the atmosphere in the office.

After lunch, Bai Jingyou saw off the satisfied Feng Rui and his daughter, and the spirited Bai Qianqian, but he did not rest.

He went alone to the rooftop terrace garden of the company.

The wind was a bit strong, making his clothes flutter loudly.

"What are you thinking about?"

The familiar sound of high heels came from behind him. Bai Qing walked up to him, holding a slender cigarette between her fingers, but didn't light it; she just held it in her hand and played with it.

"I'm thinking about this game in the capital. It's almost time to wrap things up." Bai Jingyou gazed southward, his eyes deep. "With the Li family gone, the remaining scattered forces are no threat. Chen He, the head of the Chen family, sent me a message yesterday, expressing his willingness to fully cooperate with our plans in the north."

"Isn't that great?" Bai Qing turned her head to look at her younger brother's tall and handsome profile. "You're already the uncrowned king of the capital. What, aren't you satisfied?"

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, it's that I dare not relax."