Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Jiang Fan leaned against the wall of the VIP passage in the stadium, holding his phone.

"Qin Wanhao is just a businessman. Even if he wanted to cover up his bribery record, he would never have the guts or the power to force a deputy director with real power to his death."

"So that piece of land is definitely not as simple as building a waste sorting plant."

Li Cheng on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Jiang, that's just a wasteland, what can you do with it? Should I find a few more reliable people to dig deeper?"

"Don't investigate yet," Jiang Fan interrupted Li Cheng's suggestion.

"This matter has crossed the line. If we continue investigating, you will also be in danger. Let's hold back for now and talk about it tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fan reached out and pushed open the soundproof door.

The stage lights came into view.

Su Yuyan, dressed in her magnificent costume, was bowing deeply in gratitude in the center of the stage.

The frenzied cheers of tens of thousands of spectators almost lifted the dome of the stadium.

Jiang Fan walked back to his seat, and Song Siyi turned her head, her gaze behind her gold-rimmed glasses questioning him.

"Wang Jianping is dead."

Song Siyi's hand trembled, and the glow stick in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"Dead? How did he die?"

"Jump off the building." Jiang Fan looked at Su Yuyan, who was radiant on the stage.

"Someone is silencing us. There must be some secrets hidden behind that piece of land in Songjiang that we don't know about."

Song Siyi's brows furrowed tightly.

Although Qitian Culture is quite large now, it still only has a slight chance of winning against a well-established company like Universal Entertainment.

But now it has directly resulted in a death—

"Xiao Fan, let's give up." Song Siyi leaned closer to Jiang Fan and tried to dissuade him in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"At worst, we can rebuild the welfare home in a different location."

Jiang Fan leaned back lazily in his chair without replying.

With that damned ledger in his hands, Qin Wanhao will eventually find out about him.

The current situation is no longer one where he can simply back down and walk away unscathed.

-

Higashiyama Golf Villa District, Kyoto.

Hidden here is a top-tier private club.

In the tea room on the top floor, a few dim spotlights shone on the priceless paintings on the walls.

The air was filled with the scent of top-quality agarwood.

Qin Wanhao, the powerful chairman of Universal Entertainment, was standing on the expensive Persian carpet in the center of the room, his hands pressed against his trouser seams, not daring to breathe loudly.

A young woman dressed in a plain-colored cheongsam sat in the main seat on a rosewood armchair.

She was holding a pair of scissors and slowly pruning a priceless black pine bonsai.

Her features were exceptionally beautiful, and her long, jet-black hair was elegantly styled in a bun at the back of her head.

Her skin was fair and rosy, making her look like a stunning young woman in her early twenties, yet the aura she exuded revealed an arrogance and indifference beyond her years.

"The account books were lost, and the land issue almost got exposed."

The woman's voice was soft and slow, yet it carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

Qin Wanhao's previously tense legs suddenly went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

"Miss Gu, I was really careless this time."

He explained desperately, his voice trembling.

"I never dreamed they would dare to force their way into the villa in the western suburbs. Those eight men were all top-notch fighters..."

"Click."

The scissors cut off a thick pine branch.

"I don't want to hear your incompetent explanation."

The woman threw the scissors on the table. "That Wang Jianping is just too weak-willed."

She took the hot towel handed to her by her female assistant and slowly wiped her slender fingers.

"A mere bribe bill completely threw him off balance; he's utterly useless."

She slowly raised her long, narrow eyes and looked coldly at Qin Wanhao.

Qin Wanhao felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and his scalp tingled.

"That piece of land in Songjiang is directly related to the group's next core strategic move."

The woman threw the towel back onto the tray.

"There can be absolutely no mistakes."

"Miss Gu, please rest assured, I will definitely find out who did it and get the ledger back at all costs!"

Qin Wanhao made a loud promise, trying to hide his inner fear.

"Three days."

The woman picked up her teacup and stirred the tea leaves.

"I'm only giving you three days to get the account books back and settle everything cleanly."

"If you can't resolve this, then find a high place and accompany Director Wang on his journey."

Qin Wanhao's entire body of fat shuddered violently, and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"Yes, Miss Gu."

He bent down and slowly retreated.

-

The backstage passageway of the Shanghai Stadium.

Jiang Fan reached out and pushed open the door to Su Yuyan's luxurious lounge.

Su Yuyan was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, preparing to remove her makeup.

When she saw Jiang Fan in the mirror, her eyes lit up, and she immediately waved for the makeup artist to leave.

As the door to the lounge closed, Su Yuyan walked quickly to Jiang Fan in her high heels and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

"How did I do just now?"

She looked up at her stunningly beautiful face, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"The whole place exploded."

Jiang Fan casually put his arm around her slender waist, as if the phone call about a life had never happened.

Su Yuyan laughed happily, her eyes full of charm.

"So, will I get a reward for being such a great contributor?"

Jiang Fan pressed the hidden lock on the lounge door with his other hand.

"You want it now?"

He raised an eyebrow, looking at the beauty in his arms with a half-smile.

Su Yuyan gave a soft "hmm," a blush rising to her cheeks.

She felt she was growing to like this dangerous environment where she could be discovered at any moment.

It gave her an intense, uncontrollable thrill.

Jiang Fan put his arm around her soft waist, turned her around, and pressed her down onto the large dressing table.

The expensive cosmetics on the table were swept off the table and scattered all over the floor.

Jiang Fan ruthlessly ripped off Su Yuyan's custom-made costume.

The long, flowing sleeves hung limply to the floor.

Su Yuyan gripped the edge of the dressing table tightly with both hands, watching herself sway back and forth in the mirror.

Outside the lounge, the footsteps of staff could be clearly heard moving back and forth.

"President Su, the car for the celebration banquet is waiting outside!"

Suddenly, the assistant's voice came from outside the door.

Separated only by a door, Su Yuyan trembled with fear and bit her delicate lower lip tightly.

She forcefully swallowed back the delicate moan that was about to escape her lips.

After a violent tremor, Su Yuyan, covered in sweat, leaned against Jiang Fan's chest.

That originally exquisite costume was now completely ruined.

The system panel popped up at the edge of Jiang Fan's line of sight.

[Deep Compatibility x1, Lifespan +2000]

[Su Yuyan's compatibility has been successfully upgraded to SS+, significantly improving the efficiency of lifespan value acquisition.]

Current lifespan: 108300 points

Looking at the prompts on the panel, Jiang Fan's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

Su Yuyan's improved compatibility was indeed unexpected good news for him.