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In the Bai Family Manor, the afternoon sun shines through the wisteria trellis and onto the bluestone path, creating a dappled pattern.

Compared to the chaotic and chaotic situation on Chen Hao's side, the air here was almost too peaceful.

Bai Jingyou leaned back in his recliner, holding a cup of freshly brewed Da Hong Pao tea, steaming gently rising from it.

Not far away, at a stone table, Jiang Mengyao was patiently teaching the girl next to her how to play games on her phone.

Feng Ling sat next to Jiang Mengyao, wearing an ill-fitting, loose tracksuit, looking like a frightened little rabbit.

She kept her head down, her fingers clumsily tapping on the screen, occasionally stealing a glance at Bai Jingyou before quickly looking down again.

That old fox Feng Rui, in order to curry favor with the Bai family and to find a safe haven for his daughter, sent Feng Ling over early this morning.

The excuse was that young people should have more opportunities to interact, but in reality, it was just a disguised way of finding a place for Feng Ling to hang out.

However, Bai Jingyou didn't feel disgusted by Feng Ling's timid appearance.

In the original story, this girl was also a pitiful person. She was ruined by Lin Ruyu's sycophants, and in the end, she suffered from depression.

It seems that this little white rabbit is quite well-behaved.

A series of steady footsteps broke the silence.

Chen Mo, dressed in a black suit, walked quickly to Bai Jingyou's side and bowed slightly.

"Young Master."

Bai Jingyou blew on the floating tea leaves on the surface of the tea, without looking up: "Speak."

"Chen Hao is moving very quickly." Chen Mo's voice was calm and even. "The villa in Binjiang No. 1 has already been listed for sale. The real estate agents have received information that it's an urgent sale, and the price has been driven down very low. Also, the Porsche that was given to Lin Ruyu has been towed away."

Where is Lin Ruyu?

"She tried to go to Chen Hao's company today, but was kicked out by security. She's also too scared to go to the school and is currently hiding in a budget hotel. I heard she's been trying to contact Gao Beining, but the young master of the Gao family is under house arrest and his phone has been confiscated."

Bai Jingyou chuckled softly and put down his teacup.

This is reality.

All vows of eternal love and promises of being irreplaceable become as fragile as paper in the face of real financial gain.

"Understood." Bai Jingyou stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "Keep an eye on Chen Hao, don't let him do anything rash."

Hearing the noise, Jiang Mengyao looked up: "Are you going out?"

"Okay, let's go discuss a small business deal." Bai Jingyou waved to them, "You guys keep playing. If Feng Ling cries from losing, it's on me."

Feng Ling blushed slightly and stammered softly, "I...I won't cry."

……

Leaving the manor, the black Maybach headed west and finally stopped in front of an office building.

This is the Haicheng High-tech Incubation Park. The name sounds impressive, but it's actually just a bunch of cheaply rented office buildings.

In other words, it's a cheap office space specifically for small companies.

Chen Mo frowned, seemingly not understanding why his young master would come to a place like this.

Bai Jingyou, however, knew the way well and went straight to the door of an office in the corner of the third floor.

A slightly crooked sign hangs on the door – Qianyu Technology.

Pushing open the door, a suffocating atmosphere hit me.

The office space, which is less than 50 square meters, has only three or four employees.

Everyone had huge dark circles under their eyes and stared at the computer screen with deathly pale faces, so much so that no one even noticed someone coming in.

In the innermost cubicle sat a woman.

She was wearing a slightly pilling black business suit, her hair simply pinned up at the back of her head, and she was holding a red pen in her hand, drawing something vigorously on a document.

Bai Qianqian.

In the later part of the original story, she became a ruthless tech tycoon who struck fear into the hearts of countless business magnates. Even Chen Hao suffered greatly at her hands.

But now, she's just a small business owner who's struggling to pay wages and is being driven to the brink by her competitors.

Hearing footsteps, Bai Qianqian suddenly looked up.

The moment she saw Bai Jingyou, the wariness in her eyes almost overflowed.

"I don't recall ever booking such a distinguished guest." Bai Qianqian threw the pen on the table, her voice hoarse and cold. "If Zhao Feng sent this to gloat, the door's over there. Goodbye."

She mistook Bai Jingyou for a lobbyist sent by her adversary.

Bai Jingyou ignored her order to leave and pulled out the chair opposite him to sit down.

The chair creaked and groaned.

"The chair needs replacing, Mr. Bai." Bai Jingyou tapped the table, his tone relaxed. "It's hard to retain talent in this kind of environment."

Bai Qianqian sneered, "Speak plainly. I don't even have tea to offer you."

"readily."

Bai Jingyou took out a document that he had prepared beforehand from his pocket and pushed it in front of her.

"I'm here to deliver money."

Bai Qianqian glanced at the document cover, her brows furrowing even more deeply: "An investment intention letter?" She looked up at Bai Jingyou as if he were a con artist. "Young master, have you come to the wrong place? Qianyu Technology is currently two million in debt, its core code has been stolen, and most of the team has left. You're here to invest in me? To do charity?"

"I'm not focused on the present, I'm focused on the future."

Bai Jingyou leaned back, shifting to a more comfortable position: "Fifty million for 49% of your company's shares. That money is enough to pay off your debts, upgrade your equipment, and poach those talented people who left with high salaries. It might even be enough for you to turn things around against Zhao Feng."

Upon hearing the number fifty million, Bai Jingyou clearly saw Bai Qianqian's pupils shrink slightly.

A commotion also arose in the office area outside, clearly the employees had all heard it.

Bai Qianqian's fingers unconsciously gripped the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white.

She really needed the money.

They're so broke they're about to have to sell their house, so broke they dream about being chased by debt collectors every night.

But she's not stupid.

"What are the conditions?" Bai Qianqian stared intently at Bai Jingyou. "There's no such thing as a free lunch, especially not one this big. Do you want control? Or do you want my patent?"

She knew better than anyone that capital was a vampire.

There is only one condition.

Bai Jingyou held up one finger, a playful smile on his lips: "Don't make me do any work."

Bai Qianqian was stunned: "What?"

"I don't participate in management, I don't interfere in decision-making, and I don't appoint cronies." Bai Jingyou pointed to himself. "I'm just a vulgar person who wants to lie down and count money. How the company operates and how the products are developed are up to you. If it makes money, I get a share of the profits; if it loses money, it's my fault for being blind. It's that simple."

A deathly silence fell over the office.

Bai Qianqian opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

She had imagined countless harsh betting agreements, but never this one.

This isn't an investor, this is practically a money-giving benefactor.

"Are you... serious?" Bai Qianqian's voice trembled slightly.

"The contract is right here, in black and white." Bai Jingyou took out a pen from his pocket, uncapped it, and said, "Sign it, and the money will be in your account within ten minutes."

Bai Qianqian looked at the gleaming gold pen, then at the contract in front of her.

Her reason told her it was illogical, but her intuition was screaming for her to seize the opportunity.

Just as her hand touched the edge of the contract—

"Bang!"

The office door was kicked open.

The loud noise startled the employees outside, who jumped back in fright.

A young man with slicked-back hair and wearing a floral shirt swaggered in, followed by two shady-looking bodyguards.

Zhao Feng.

He was once Bai Qianqian's partner, but later absconded with the core technology to start his own business. Now he's trying to wipe out Qianyu Technology.

"Wow, it's quite lively here."

Zhao Feng chewed his gum, his gaze sweeping across the dilapidated office before finally settling on Bai Qianqian. His face was full of mockery: "Bai Qianqian, what's your decision? Five hundred thousand for this lousy company of yours. I might at least give you something to eat. Otherwise, when the landlord comes to collect tomorrow, you'll really be sleeping on the streets."

Bai Qianqian's face instantly turned ashen. She stood up abruptly: "Get out! You're not welcome here!"

"Quite the temper." Zhao Feng scoffed, strode to the desk, plopped down on the corner, and looked down at her. "Don't push your luck. I have your code now. What do you have to fight me with? Besides me, who in the whole of Haicheng dares to take on this mess?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bai Jingyou as if he had just noticed that there was someone sitting next to him.

"Who's this?" Zhao Feng sized up Bai Jingyou, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes as he noticed his well-tailored suit without a prominent logo. "Pretty boy? Or some fool who doesn't know what's good for him?"

He reached for the contract on the table: "Let me see, brother, how much are you planning to pay for this pile of scrap metal..."

Snapped.

A hand rested on the contract.

Bai Jingyou didn't even raise his head, and lightly flicked non-existent dust off his sleeve with his other hand.

"Take your hand away."

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed exaggeratedly as if he had heard a joke: "Huh? You want me to move it? Kid, do you know who I am? Nobody in this area dares to talk to me like that!"

His face darkened, and he suddenly reached out to grab Bai Jingyou's collar: "You think you're so great...?"

"Click."

No one could see what happened.

A sharp crack was heard, followed by Zhao Feng's pig-like screams.

"Ah—!! My hand! My hand!"

Zhao Feng clutched his fingers, which were bent at an odd angle, and was sweating profusely from the pain. He staggered backward and knocked over the filing cabinet next to him.

Chen Mo, who had been standing motionless at the door, was now standing in front of Bai Jingyou, withdrawing his hand expressionlessly.

"It's noisy."

Bai Jingyou finally raised his head, his eyes as calm as if he were looking at a fly.

He pushed the contract towards Bai Qianqian, then glanced at Zhao Feng, who was still rolling on the ground.

"Mr. Bai, is this why you don't want to sign the contract?" Bai Jingyou smiled, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "It seems the company's security really needs to be strengthened; any Tom, Dick, or Harry can just come in and bark at will."

Bai Qianqian froze upon seeing this scene.

She glanced at Zhao Feng, who was groaning on the ground, and then at Bai Jingyou, who remained calm.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that the man in front of her was much more than just rich.

"What? Still haven't made up your mind?" Bai Jingyou handed over the pen. "My patience is limited. If you don't want this fifty million, I'll just throw it in the water and listen to the splash."

Bai Qianqian took a deep breath.

She took the pen and, without any hesitation, signed her name at the end of the contract.

The force penetrates the paper.

"Chen Mo, transfer the money."

Bai Jingyou stood up, didn't even glance at Zhao Feng, and turned to walk out.

As he reached the door, he stopped without turning around, and simply said, "By the way, Mr. Bai. Now that you've taken my money, some of the junk needs to be cleaned up. Whether it's people or stolen goods, we should get them back with interest."

"Remember, from today onwards, the Bai family stands behind you."

Bai Qianqian held the still-warm contract in her hand, watching that tall figure disappear through the door.

Her eyes were a little red, but her gaze was more determined than ever before.

White House.

Bai family in Haicheng.

She turned her head and looked at Zhao Feng, who was still cursing on the ground, a cold smile slowly curving her lips.

"Security," Bai Qianqian's voice echoed throughout the office, carrying a long-lost air of authority, "throw this mad dog out!"

……

In the car downstairs.

Chen Mo started the car and glanced at the rearview mirror: "Young Master, isn't it a bit risky to invest fifty million in such a small, soon-to-be-bankrupt company?"

"adventure?"

Bai Jingyou looked out the window at the receding street scene, feeling quite pleased. "This is the most profitable deal I've ever made in my life."

Someone like Bai Qianqian, if you give her a spark, she can start a prairie fire.

With this money, Qianyu Technology's money-printing machine will start running. And as a hands-off boss, he only needs to wait to count the money.

"Oh, right," Bai Jingyou said, as if remembering something, "Is Chen Hao on the other side about to collapse?"

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded. "Feng Rui's blacklist is very effective, and with Chu Xuan's revelations, the banks have started demanding repayments. Chen Hao is contacting several loan sharks to fill the financial hole."

"usury?"

Bai Jingyou raised an eyebrow. "That's not very dignified."