Who's going to be the female lead's simp? Aren't the supporting female characters mor

The Peninsula Hotel's revolving doors act like a dazzling barrier, shutting out the hustle and bustle of the world of fame and fortune.

Flashes of light ripped through the night like silver snakes, and the reporters, like sharks that had smelled blood, continued to shout and hold up their microphones even when blocked by a human wall of bodyguards.

"Young Master Bai! Could you please disclose the details of Polaris Heavy Industries' investment?"

"Mr. Shen Zhuo seemed to have received a transoceanic phone call while on site just now. Is it related to the antitrust investigation you mentioned?"

Will the Bai Group use this opportunity to launch a counter-takeover attempt against the Chu family?

Bai Jingyou ignored her, using one hand to protect Jiang Mengyao's head as he shoved her into the back seat of the Maybach.

The car door slammed shut, and the world instantly became quiet, leaving only the faint fragrance of the leather seats.

"Chen Mo, drive." Bai Jingyou loosened his tie, leaned back in his seat, and gently tapped his knee with his long fingers.

"Yes." Chen Mo pushed up his glasses, and the Maybach, like a silent black panther, smoothly glided into the night.

Jiang Mengyao only came to her senses now.

She turned her head and, in the lamplight streaming through the window, gazed intently at the man beside her.

Just now in the banquet hall, the domineering aura he exuded when facing Shen Zhuo and Chu Cang made her feel both unfamiliar and fascinated.

"Have you seen enough?" Bai Jingyou didn't open his eyes, but a smile curved his lips. "It will cost you to see more."

Jiang Mengyao blushed, but instead of shyly looking away as usual, she took his hand and said, "Jingyou, you... are really bad."

"Bad?" Bai Jingyou opened his eyes, his gaze full of amusement. "Women love bad boys. Or perhaps you prefer the Bai Jingyou who was almost driven to suicide by Shen Zhuo?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jiang Mengyao hurriedly covered his mouth, her eyes slightly red. "You scared me to death just now. How did you know about Shen Zhuo's case abroad? That's top secret."

Bai Jingyou took the opportunity to kiss her palm, his eyes becoming deep.

[How did I know? Because in the original story, this was Shen Zhuo's biggest Waterloo. However, in the original story, this incident didn't break until a year later. I simply sent a few anonymous emails to the U.S. Department of Justice, along with some crucial evidence.]

"Trade secret." Bai Jingyou smiled mysteriously. "But you can think of it as someone trying to mess with my woman, and even God can't stand by and watch."

Jiang Mengyao felt a warmth in her heart, leaned on his shoulder, and asked softly, "So where are we going now? You said you were going to see my dad?"

"Of course." Bai Jingyou turned to look at the fleeting street scene outside the window, his eyes gradually turning cold. "Although Shen Zhuo has stumbled abroad, the Chu family is still around. Even a centipede with a hundred legs doesn't die easily. After tonight, Chu Cang will definitely go crazy. We need to fill in this piece of the puzzle for your family before he goes crazy."

The Jiang family, a long-established wealthy family in Haicheng, has fallen behind in the internet wave in recent years, but its foundation in manufacturing and supply chain is still a lucrative business.

……

The Jiang family's old house was brightly lit, yet it exuded a desolate atmosphere.

The living room was filled with smoke. Jiang Zhenguo sat on the sofa, the ashtray at his feet already overflowing with cigarette butts.

This once-powerful business tycoon of Haicheng now looks ten years older, with the white hair at his temples standing out starkly under the lights.

"Dad, stop smoking." Jiang Mengyao pushed open the door and coughed twice as she was choked by the smell of smoke filling the room.

Jiang Zhenguo stubbed out his cigarette, raised his cloudy eyes, and sighed with a complicated expression when he saw Bai Jingyou behind his daughter: "Mengyao, you shouldn't have brought him. The Jiang family is a pit of fire right now. Although Young Master Bai has just escaped a predicament, he hasn't even gained a firm foothold yet. Why drag him into this mess?"

In his view, although Bai Jingyou stole the show at the banquet tonight, it was only because of Polaris's influence.

The Jiang family is facing a real debt crisis and a broken supply chain, which is a bottomless pit.

"Uncle, a fire pit can be filled in and it becomes flat ground." Bai Jingyou didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to the single sofa opposite him, sitting down with his legs crossed, as relaxed as if he were at home. "Besides, I'm not here tonight to help the poor, I'm here to talk business."

Jiang Zhenguo gave a bitter laugh: "Business? What business can the Jiang family still do now? There are 300 million yuan worth of raw materials piling up in the warehouse, the bank is going to withdraw its loans tomorrow, and the workers haven't received their full wages for three months. Young Master Bai, take Mengyao and leave, don't worry about this old man."

"Three hundred million worth of raw materials?" Bai Jingyou raised an eyebrow, took a document from Chen Mo, and threw it on the table. "If it's high-end precision copper and rare alloys, Polaris Heavy Industry's energy equipment production line happens to be short of this batch. I'll buy it all at 10% above the market price, cash on delivery."

Jiang Zhenguo suddenly looked up, staring intently at the documents on the table, his breathing instantly becoming rapid: "You...you're serious?"

"Not only that." Bai Jingyou leaned forward, his hands crossed on his knees, his peach blossom eyes revealing the shrewdness of a businessman and the savagery of a predator. "I want to invest in the Jiang Group and take a 51% controlling stake. In exchange, I will hand over all of Polaris Heavy Industries' supporting production orders in the Far East to the Jiang family."

A deathly silence fell over the living room.

Jiang Zhenguo's hands were trembling as he held the documents.

This isn't just an investment; it's like pulling the Jiang family from hell to heaven!

The supporting orders from Polaris Heavy Industry are a golden opportunity that many companies would beg and plead for!

"Why?" Jiang Zhenguo's voice was hoarse. "Young Master Bai, with your current capabilities, you could easily build your own factory or acquire a better company. Why choose the Jiang family?"

"Because of Mengyao." Bai Jingyou glanced at the girl beside him, whose eyes were full of admiration, and his tone softened a bit. "And also because I believe in Uncle's character. A person who can still hold onto his principles under Chu Cang's coercion and enticement is someone I, Bai Jingyou, can entrust my back to."

Jiang Zhenguo looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes welling up with tears.

After a long silence, he nodded heavily, as if a tremendous burden had been lifted from his shoulders: "Alright! Since Young Master Bai thinks so highly of me, my life, Jiang Zhenguo's life, belongs to the Bai family from now on! Don't even mention 51%, even if you take it all, I won't say a word!"

"Uncle, you flatter me." Bai Jingyou smiled. "Chen Mo will follow up on the contract. However, I have a personal request."

"Young Master Bai, please speak."

"This old house." Bai Jingyou looked around the antique building, his gaze lingering for a second on an inconspicuous bronze Qilin ornament on the display shelf. "I really like the environment here. If it's convenient, I'd like to upgrade the security system here and replace it with my own people."

Jiang Zhenguo was taken aback. Although he was a little confused, he readily agreed: "No problem. This house is quite old and it really needs some renovations."

"As long as Mengyao has no objections, this can be your wedding room from now on."

Jiang Mengyao blushed deeply, "Dad! What are you saying!"

Bai Jingyou smiled slightly, concealing the glint of shrewdness in his eyes.

[A wedding chamber? If Chu Cang knew what was buried beneath this house, it probably wouldn't be a wedding chamber, it would be a graveyard.]

Just then, Bai Jingyou's phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a WeChat message from Ye Lingqing: "[Shen Zhuo has been taken away by Interpol. Chu Cang was so angry he ended up in the ICU. Little brother, I'm very satisfied with this performance.]"

Bai Jingyou's lips curled into a slight smile as he replied with two words: 【Same to you.】

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mengyao noticed the change in his mood.

"It's nothing, I just received news that some unsightly trash has been cleared away." Bai Jingyou put away his phone, stood up, and said, "Uncle, it's getting late, you should get some rest. Tomorrow morning, Polaris's legal team will be stationed at Jiang's."

Jiang Zhenguo quickly got up to see him off, escorting him all the way to the front door. Watching the Maybach disappear into the night, he shook his head with deep emotion: "A son should be like Bai Jingyou... Mengyao is so lucky."

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……

Meanwhile, at the Third Shipyard in the North of the City.

The enormous gantry crane stood tall in the darkness like a steel monster, the sea breeze howling and making the scrap metal rattle.

In the old warehouse filled with the smell of engine oil, a dozen men in black raincoats were sitting around a rusty iron table.

The table was covered with all sorts of cold weapons, as well as several homemade short-barreled shotguns.

A scarred man at the head of the group was polishing a machete with a whetstone, the harsh scraping sound echoing through the empty warehouse.

"Boss, Young Master Shen's in, and Old Man Chu's down too," a henchman said, his voice trembling. "Should we...should we run away?"

"Run?" Scarface stopped what he was doing, looked up, revealing bloodshot eyes. "Where can we run? The cases we've got are enough to get us executed ten times over! Our only chance of survival now is to kill Bai Jingyou!"

He slammed the knife into the table, sparks flying everywhere.

"Someone's offered a 50 million bounty for Bai Jingyou's head. If we pull this off, we can smuggle ourselves to Southeast Asia and live the high life!"

"But... that bodyguard next to Bai Jingyou seems really capable..."

"No matter how powerful you are, you're still just a mortal!" Scarface sneered, grabbing the hunting rifle on the table. "We've got guns; are we afraid we can't handle a rich kid?"

"Buzz—"

Just then, a blinding beam of high beam suddenly ripped through the darkness of the warehouse.

Immediately following was the furious roar of the engine.

"Who goes there?!" Scarface exclaimed in surprise, raising his shotgun and aiming it at the gate.

"Bang!"

The rusty warehouse door was smashed open by a tremendous force, and a modified heavy off-road vehicle rushed in like a tank, drifted, and came to a steady stop in front of everyone.

The car door opened, and Bai Jingyou, dressed in a smart suit, stepped gracefully out, his footsteps treading on the rust and oil stains scattered on the ground. Behind him, Chen Mo took off his glasses, slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing the well-defined muscles on his forearms.

"I heard you're looking for me?" Bai Jingyou lit a cigarette, the flame illuminating his cold, emotionless smile.