Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

The new year is here.

February 1st.

The winter wind is biting and piercing; it blows against your skin and makes you shiver.

Fu Changming answered a phone call, his face grim, like the calm before a storm. After hanging up, he rubbed his messy hair with one hand and pounded the table with the other.

Bang bang bang.

Li Xing felt pain just looking at him, and he hurriedly advised, "General, General, let's first have someone find out which bastard is behind this."

"Don't hurt yourself, or the other person will be happy."

Fu Changming glanced at him, picked up the phone and made a call. Through his connections, he learned that it was Chen Peng from next door.

After hanging up the phone, he kicked a chair and cursed at Chen Peng.

"I haven't even bothered him yet, and he dares to bother me."

"We'll swallow him up sooner or later."

Following Fu Changming's words, Li Xing also launched into a tirade of insults against Chen Peng, cursing him to the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.

"Are you going?" he asked cautiously.

It should be noted that since that person's death, the warlords in various regions have been governing themselves and have no need to listen to anyone else's orders.

However, this person occupied the capital and took over part of his predecessor's power, becoming one of the largest warlords.

The current Fu Changming is no match for him.

Fu Changming's tone was unpleasant, and he snorted coldly: "They've already called my landline, do you think I won't go?" The weak must give face to the strong.

This is the current rule of survival.

"Just you wait, I'll be the boss someday."

Li Xing: "It definitely will, Commander. I think our luck is on our side."

However, Fu Changming was leaving, and he needed to delegate his duties to others. He was also worried that Chen Peng might shamelessly take the opportunity to beat him up.

As for the apology after the fight?

Pshaw! Nobody wants it.

"Let's go find your young marshal."

Fu Changming picked up his hat, strode forward, and for the first time openly and formally addressed him as "Young Marshal."

Li Xing was startled; the commander-in-chief had decided to establish a formal title.

The moment he paused, Fu Changming had already left, and Li Xing hurriedly followed.

"I called Aqi back."

Fu Changming walked into Shen Yun's courtyard and got straight to the point: "I plan to officially announce the heir and confirm Aqi's identity."

A sudden gust of wind blew in from outside the door, pulling back the curtains and making a whooshing sound that sent a chill down one's spine.

Shen Yun looked Fu Changming up and down, her eyes filled with anxiety: "What illness do you have?"

Fu Changming: "..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm perfectly fine."

Shen Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"General Cheng asked me to come over, saying he had something to discuss with me."

Shen Yun realized that she had let out a sigh of relief too soon.

"That's not right. Your territory isn't around his area. Why would he be looking for you?" Commander Cheng has a nickname: Poisonous Wine.

He once summoned two nearby warlords and fed them poisoned wine.

Fu Changming told Shen Yun about the mess that had happened next door, saying that Cheng Dujiu was probably warning him not to do anything reckless.

"Heh, he knows fear too."

"Are you sure everything will be alright?"

Fu Changming shook his head: "No, we're far away from him. As for him speaking up for Chen Peng to warn me, that's one thing, but as for killing me..."

"That's impossible."

"Firstly, Chen Peng doesn't have the face to do that; secondly, our Commander Cheng is getting old and advocates peace."

"Thirdly, calling me over is also a way to show off his still-powerful influence."

Having come this far, his mind was clear, but being called away and scolded for no reason during the New Year was frustrating.

Fu Changming added, "As for giving Aqi a formal title, this is just in case. If I'm not around and Chen Peng attacks us, things will get chaotic without anyone in charge."

Shen Yun frowned: "Chen Peng dares to slap Cheng Dujiu in the face like this?"

"have no idea."

Fu Changming wasn't sure, so he did it just in case.

While the two remained silent, Fu Qi arrived. Another year had passed, and she had grown to 1.3 meters tall, with much less fat on her cheeks.

Even with angular features, she still stands out in appearance, and she's always the first one to be noticed among her peers.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Fu Changming explained it to his daughter again, with Shen Yun adding to it from time to time.

Fu Qi nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly, "Father did the right thing."

The issue of status was a major one. Even if everyone knew the truth, some ambitious individuals would still object if her father hadn't personally decided on it.

If external chaos erupts, internal strife will follow, which would indeed be a huge problem.

Fu Changming knew his daughter would understand his thoughts, and indeed, they were of one mind. He stood up and patted Aqi on the shoulder:

"Come on, Daddy will show you what I've been hiding."

Since he was going to give it all, he gave it all without hiding anything, after all, Aqi was his chosen successor.

Shen Yun also got up and followed suit.

Two cars and two trucks set off.

For a whole day, Fu Qi followed her father to see the things he had hidden, one of which was an arms factory. Good heavens, it was her own father who dug up the corner of the wall.

The design drawings that Cui Yan gave her were a gift from one of her classmates.

This is true.

Cui Yan's classmate, Lü Yang, was a girl who was not good at speaking. She was moved by the real money her father gave her and moved her whole family to Yunyang City.

In addition to the new guns that Cui Yan had given them and put into production, two new blueprints were also created: one for a new rifle and the other for a machine gun.

Fu Changming has fully committed to production. In fact, Chen Peng's idea was not wrong. If this trend continues, it will only take two years.

Chen Peng's power will inevitably be swallowed up by Fu Changming.

But Fu Changming is Fu Qi's father, so she naturally stands on her biological father's side.

"Dad, you're amazing."

On the way back, Fu Qi's eyes were always bright and sparkling, showing no signs of fatigue from running all day.

Shen Yun rubbed her sore legs and looked at the father and daughter who didn't seem to be doing anything strenuous. She felt envious and decided that she should start exercising too.

Fu Changming laughed heartily, patted his daughter on the back of the head, and generously declared, "She'll be yours from now on."

He told Fu Qi about his plan: within three years, he would take over all of Chen Peng and Duan Dashuai's territories in the surrounding areas, doubling his territory size.

Talent, population, territory, education, and money are all indispensable.

Fu Qi said that her money could be used by her father.

Fu Changming said no, he had money, and then echoed his daughter's words: "Daughter, we also need someone who understands economics."

It's all about making money for him.

Fu Qi's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Fu Changming's arm, giving him a candidate—Fang Qing.

Fang Yi's older sister.

Fu Changming didn't know this eldest daughter of the Fang family, and his eyes widened in surprise: "How did you know?"

His daughter attends classes every day, and spends her free time with Fang Yi, who enjoys animals.

Surprisingly, he even had some connection with Fang Qing.

Fu Qi puffed out her chest; that's just how likable she was.

After the marriage between Third Brother and Fang Yi was arranged, and Fang Qing really liked her, he would never hide anything from her whenever he went to the Fang family with Fang Yi.

Including the several factories and companies invested in by Fang Qing, it can be said that Fang Yi's comfortable life is largely due to her family's wealth, with Fang Qing's money making up the majority of the assets.