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The next morning.

The sun was blocked by thick clouds, making the sky over Hanju City appear somewhat gloomy.

A black Bentley sped by, like a black beast flying close to the ground, exuding a cold and murderous aura, and came to a steady stop outside the grand gate of Ivy International Bilingual Kindergarten.

The car door opened, and Jiang Ye stepped out with his long, slender legs. Today, he was wearing a well-tailored dark suit, his face was stern, and he exuded an aura of coldness that kept strangers at bay.

Han Qingru followed closely behind as she got out of the car. She wore a beige trench coat, her long hair was tied up, and she exuded a noble and elegant air. The two walked side by side toward the kindergarten's office building. The security guards and teachers along the way, seeing the powerful aura of the two, didn't even dare to step forward to stop them, and could only watch helplessly as they walked straight toward the principal's office.

The atmosphere in the principal's office was extremely oppressive at that moment.

"I'm telling you! This isn't over yet!"

A portly, nouveau riche patriarch with a thick gold necklace around his neck stood in front of the desk, his face contorted with rage. He pointed his short, stubby finger arrogantly at Shen Xinyu, who was cowering in the corner, and began shouting insults while spitting as he spoke.

"A wild child who doesn't even have a father dares to push my Hao Hao? What kind of family do you think you are! A bankrupt pauper, you dare to study in this elite kindergarten? Get out of here right now! Don't dirty this place!"

Next to the nouveau riche stood a chubby little boy, making a smug face at Shen Xinyu.

Shen Xinyu was so frightened that she trembled all over, clutching Shen Qinghan's clothes tightly. Her big eyes were filled with tears, but she stubbornly bit her lip, not daring to cry out.

Shen Qinghan stood to the side, tears streaming down her face. She wore a faded old coat, her hair disheveled, making her appear incredibly fragile and helpless. Faced with the nouveau riche's pointed fingers and insults, she couldn't utter a single complete sentence in rebuttal, only able to wipe away her tears and humbly lower her head.

The kindergarten principal sat behind her desk, smiling obsequiously as she served tea and water to the nouveau riche, completely ignoring the grievances of Shen Qinghan and her daughter. After all, this nouveau riche was one of the kindergarten's major shareholders, sponsoring hundreds of thousands of yuan annually; how could she dare offend him?

"Bang!"

Just as the nouveau riche was getting into his rant, the heavy solid wood door to the office was violently kicked open from the outside.

The loud noise startled everyone in the room.

The nouveau riche turned his head sharply, about to burst into a tirade, but met a pair of eyes as cold as ice.

Jiang Ye stood expressionless at the door, while Han Qingru stood quietly beside him.

The moment Shen Qinghan saw Jiang Ye push open the door and enter, a surge of fervent hope instantly erupted in her eyes, which had been filled with despair and lifelessness!

Jiang Ye is here!

He couldn't let go of himself after all! In the end, when she was most helpless and most bullied, he came to her rescue like a hero!

Shen Qinghan's heart pounded violently, and her tears flowed even more fiercely. She seemed to see the hope of the two of them getting back together, and she saw Jiang Ye protecting her from the wind and rain.

"Jiang Ye..." Shen Qinghan called out, her voice filled with grievance and longing.

however.

Jiang Ye didn't even give her a second glance.

His gaze bypassed Shen Qinghan and landed coldly on the face of the nouveau riche.

"Who did you just say was a wild child without a father?" Jiang Ye's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

The nouveau riche was momentarily intimidated by Jiang Ye's aura, but he quickly puffed out his fat belly and sneered arrogantly.

"Oh ho! You're this wild child's father? What, you're bankrupt and still have the nerve to act all high and mighty? Let me tell you, my name is Wang Dafu, and I'm a big shot in Hanzhou! Your daughter offended my son today, so you'd better kneel down, kowtow, and apologize to me, then get out of this kindergarten right now!"

Jiang Ye neither argued loudly nor made a move.

He merely glanced at Wang Dafu coldly, as if he were looking at a dead man.

Then, Jiang Ye took out his cell phone from his suit pocket and dialed Lei Heng's number.

The call connected instantly.

"Old Lei," Jiang Ye said in a flat tone, "check out what businesses a man named Wang Dafu in Hanzhou owns."

Lei Heng on the other end of the phone was incredibly efficient. Just over ten seconds later, his voice came through: "Boss, I found out. This bastard owns two building materials processing plants. He mainly makes a living by supplying several real estate projects under our Kunlun Capital."

"Very good." Jiang Ye's lips curled into a cruel sneer. "Within three minutes, I want to see his company's financial chain completely cut off. Notify all partners to completely blacklist Wang Dafu. Anyone who dares to use even a single brick of his is going against Kunlun Capital."

"Understood! Boss, get it done right away!"

Jiang Ye hung up the phone and casually put it back in his pocket.

When Wang Dafu heard what Jiang Ye was saying on the phone, he was stunned for a moment, then clutched his stomach and burst into unrestrained laughter.

"Hahaha! What the hell are you trying to pull off, playing the domineering CEO? Kunlun Capital? Who do you think you are! If you're the boss of Kunlun Capital, then I'm the richest man in the world! You pretentious bastard, let's see how long you can keep up this act!"

The kindergarten principal chimed in sarcastically, "This parent, please don't cause trouble here. Mr. Wang is a distinguished guest of our kindergarten. If you continue like this, I'll have to call security."

Jiang Ye ignored them and simply stood there quietly, looking at the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.

Time passed by, second by second.

One minute.

Two minutes.

It was just past the second minute and fifty seconds.

Wang Dafu's cell phone suddenly started ringing frantically, like a death knell.

Wang Dafu impatiently pulled out his phone and pressed the answer button: "Hey! What is it! I'm busy right now!"

"Mr. Wang! Something terrible has happened!" A bloodcurdling scream came from the other end of the phone from the company's CFO. "Our company's accounts have suddenly been frozen by the bank! Kunlun Capital just sent a termination letter, canceling all orders and threatening to pursue our breach of contract! Furthermore, all our upstream suppliers are calling to demand payment, saying they'll sue us if we don't pay immediately!"

"What?!"

Wang Dafu's muscular face twitched violently, and he almost dropped his phone.

"What the hell are you talking about! Why would Kunlun Capital suddenly blacklist us?!"

"It really is Mr. Wang! They've spread the word that you've offended someone you shouldn't have! Mr. Wang, our company is completely finished! Our cash flow has dried up, and we're about to go bankrupt and be liquidated!"

"Clatter."

The phone slipped from Wang Dafu's hand and crashed heavily to the floor.

Wang Dafu's once arrogant and domineering face instantly turned deathly pale, devoid of any color. His entire body of fat trembled uncontrollably, and large beads of cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

He turned his head stiffly, staring intently at the cold-faced young man standing in the doorway with a look of utter horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Kunlun Capital... a complete blacklist...

This man is actually the billionaire tycoon who holds absolute power in Hanzhou, capable of turning the world upside down with a flick of his wrist!