A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

Xie Qingyang spent her entire life in the United States before university, and due to her social circle, she knew several financial actuaries working on Wall Street, and even had their own dedicated teams.

What these people excel at is using complex cross-border equity structures, shell companies in offshore islands, and countless layers of black-box networks composed of fictitious nominees to help the wealthy perfectly "hide their funds."

In other words, they can use multiple aliases to break down illegally earned funds into smaller amounts.

Through a series of shell companies in the Cayman Islands and Virgin Islands, and then through dozens of unrelated ordinary people's accounts in China—

They discreetly and discreetly infiltrated the stock pool of "Rongke Intelligent".

They embezzled a huge sum of money without anyone noticing.

Once the merger and acquisition news is announced next month and the stock price skyrockets to its peak, the company will quickly sell off its shares using a smart algorithm to realize profits.

At that time, the funds will go through a whole circle and return to her overseas account.

Even if regulatory authorities wanted to investigate, they might not be able to find out.

This sum of money might not be enough to convince Xie Jing to agree, but it's at least a stepping stone to getting started.

Xie Qingyang sketched out this perfect plan in his mind.

She could almost see herself returning to the Xie family, acquiring shares in the group, and officially becoming the heir.

Before his death, my grandfather left a formal will, in which all the shares he held were given to Xie Jing. Even my grandfather's younger brothers and sisters could not inherit them.

and so--

In this vast business empire, the transfer of power and wealth is absolutely centralized and ruthless.

Although the Xie family's collateral uncles and aunts also held some scattered shares, these were merely remnants from the early division of the family business and were utterly incapable of shaking the core decision-making body of Tianyu Group.

In other words, even though she is Xie Jing's only daughter and Xie Sen's only granddaughter, she cannot gain more based on blood ties.

Unless Xie Jing voluntarily cede or authorizes it.

Once Xie Jing completely excludes her from the list of heirs, she will get nothing.

but--

Xie Qingyang still felt that this was just a test.

She is still an American citizen, but Xie Jing has already allowed her to return to China to study, which means he has already begun to consider this matter.

After all, for a behemoth like Tianyu, which involves many of the country's core pillar industries, the successor absolutely cannot be a foreigner.

Thinking about this, Xie Qingyang's emotions gradually calmed down.

She raised her head again and started talking to the other people.

After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere in the luxurious private room became increasingly lively.

The conversation circled back and forth, from the latest supercars and private yachts, and inevitably it once again turned to the top few wealthy families in China and even the world.

They talked about gossip from several families, and gradually the conversation drifted to the Qiao family.

"Just last night, Old Master Qiao passed away. Now, Miss Qiao, together with her confidants on the board of directors, has frozen all of the Qiao family's shares in several core ports around the world."

"Tsk, Qiao Zheng..." someone sighed. "She's been waiting for this day for a long time. Now she's rightfully the chairperson. Those branch families of the Qiao family who took advantage of the situation will soon be kicked out."

Hearing this, Xie Qingyang felt a little uneasy.

Both being daughters of wealthy conglomerates, Qiao Zheng has already become the chairman of the board.

Of course, at her age, Qiao Zheng had only just started university, and not even at a top-tier university.

They were almost twice the age of each other, and Xie Qingyang usually wouldn't compare herself to people her father's age, but she couldn't help feeling a little awkward thinking about her own situation.

She had a good impression of Wei Jing, but judging from their previous meeting at the vacation villa, Xie Jing probably didn't think much of him.

They probably felt that there were no people with the surname Wei in the circle, and that his parents weren't considered any big shots.

Therefore, they did not bother to learn about Wei Jing's talent and abilities.

but……

Qiao Zheng's husband's background was even worse than Wei Jing's! And now they have two children!

Xie Qingyang felt uneasy just thinking about it.

Correct.

It must be because my father values ​​me.

The Qiao family is no match for the Xie family, so Xie Jing has much higher requirements for his successor!

"Speaking of which—"

Someone said gloatingly, "Do you know about Qiao Yi's situation?"

"Qiao Yi? Is he Qiao Zheng's younger brother?"

"Hey, that guy, he must have kicked a hornet's nest in Beijing a while ago. He got crippled one night, and he didn't even dare call the police!"

"Hiss, who did I offend?"

"I heard that he didn't dare call the police because he felt guilty..."

They chatted casually.

Xie Qingyang was about to reply to a message on his phone when he suddenly saw a news pop-up.

-

Inside a private hospital in Beijing.

The top floor of the inpatient department.

The door to the intensive care unit was pushed open, and the smell of disinfectant and various chemical reagents wafted into the room. Two nurses walked in expressionlessly.

All was quiet except for the echoing ticking of the instruments.

Qiao Yi was lying in bed.

His body was covered with all sorts of colorful tubes, his legs were suspended high on a specially made steel traction frame, and his neck and entire upper body were immobilized by thick, rigid plaster casts.

Xu Liang's father and uncles were extremely ruthless, almost completely crippling him, leaving him barely alive.

Damn!

...If I had known, I should have had them all killed back then!

"Second Young Master."

A caregiver approached, her expression calm. "I have some news for you. Old Master Qiao has passed away."

Qiao Yi opened his eyes wide.

"The young lady has taken over the group. Oh dear, from now on she's no longer the young lady, but the head of the Qiao family..."

The two nurses exchanged a glance, and a malicious smile appeared on their faces.

"Second Young Master, you don't know yet, do you? The old master didn't pass away peacefully."

The shorter, plumper nurse on the left spoke slowly, while reaching out to fiddle with the flow rate regulator on the IV tubing, causing the medicine to drip at an accelerated rate.

Qiao Yi let out a muffled groan.

"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped."

The man smiled insincerely, then turned the regulator back to its original position, repeating this several times. Looking at Qiao Yi's face contorted with pain, his eyes were filled with pleasure.

The tall, thin male nurse on the right chimed in, "Miss said your injuries are too severe and you need to rest here. How long will it take... that's hard to say."

"Anyway, the Qiao family doesn't lack this medical expense."

The female nurse chimed in, gently patting Qiao Yi's leg, which was wrapped in a cast, twice. "Just lie there and relax."

Qiao Yi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he made a hoarse sound in his throat, but he didn't even have the strength to shake his head.

The male nurse suddenly leaned down, close to Qiao Yi's ear, and whispered in a low voice, as if afraid of being caught on camera: "Second Young Master, do you still remember us?"

Qiao Yi's gaze paused slightly.

"Six years ago, my husband and I worked at the Qiao family's old house. My daughter was only twelve years old then, and she would come to visit us on weekends."

The man said through gritted teeth, "You were drunk and ambushed her in the garden. She was so scared that she ran back and cried all night, and had nightmares for months afterward."

Two nurses stood beside him, looking down at the man who was unable to move on the bed.

"The next day, you said my daughter was shameless, dressed scantily, and deliberately seduced you."

The male nurse straightened up, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"The next night, we were fired. We had to support four elderly people, and our daughter was so frightened that she needed to see a psychologist..."

The female nurse gripped the edge of the bed sheet tightly. "If it weren't for the young lady secretly giving us money, we really wouldn't have made it through."