552: Chapter 547 I'll take care of this matter.

"At that moment, Wu Dong's Dongsheng Group launched a hostile takeover against us under the guise of being a 'strategic partner.'"

"They leveraged the previously signed gambling agreement to create a debt trap. The Bank recalled its loans, suppliers demanded payment... all the troubles erupted simultaneously."

"Grandpa couldn't withstand the blow and suffered a cerebral hemorrhage; he collapsed."

"He was admitted to St. Mary's Nursing Home, and the daily expenses are an astronomical figure."

"The company was gone, and the family's assets were frozen. I was at my wit's end, so I had to... I had to auction off the manuscripts Grandpa left behind."

"Those manuscripts were Grandpa's life's work, and they were the He Family's last secret."

"Wu Dong and Shark Lin set up this scheme precisely to acquire the manuscripts at the lowest possible price, then publicly humiliate me, ensuring the He Family could never recover."

The carriage fell silent again.

Only He Wanqing's suppressed sobs echoed softly.

Her story was not complicated.

It was a very cliché tale of betrayal and conspiracy.

But every step of it was filled with blood and tears.

Shen Yan listened quietly, his expression unchanged.

His finger twitched slightly only when He Wanqing mentioned a name.

Lu Ming.

"Is there anything special in the manuscripts?" he asked.

He Wanqing looked up, her eyes swimming with tears as she looked at him.

"It seems my grandfather... was wary of Lu Ming a long time ago."

"He hid a 'Master-Apprentice Contract' signed with Lu Ming back then within the layers of the three manuscripts. It bears Lu Ming's fingerprint."

"There is also a crucial design sketch that can prove that the forged 'Masterpiece of the Mountain Sealing' was a scam entirely orchestrated by Lu Ming from the concept stage."

"But what use is saying this now?"

She shook her head desperately.

"The evidence is in the manuscripts, and the manuscripts are in your hands. Wu Dong and Shark Lin hold immense power. What can I, a weak woman, use to fight them?"

The moment her voice faded.

A cold, mechanically synthesized voice sounded in Shen Yan's mind.

"Ding!"

"Critical information detected: 'Master-Apprentice Contract,' 'Design Sketch.' This meets the conditions for Wealth Reversal."

"Triggering Random Mission: The Revival of the Jewelry Queen."

A pale blue light screen, visible only to him, unfolded before his eyes.

"Mission Synopsis: A once-prominent jewelry family was unjustly ruined due to the betrayal of villains and the machinations of commercial enemies. The descendant, He Wanqing, holds the key to overturning the situation but is mired in deep trouble, unable to save herself. A true tycoon not only excels at creating wealth but also knows how to control the rules and reshape the landscape."

"Mission Objective: Help He Wanqing clear the He Family's name, reclaim ownership of the Victoria Jewelry brand, and make the masterminds, Lu Ming and Wu Dong, pay the price they deserve."

"Mission Reward: One piece of Intermediate Wealth Intelligence."

Intermediate Wealth Intelligence?

Shen Yan's eyebrow twitched almost imperceptibly.

For his current scale, intermediate intelligence wasn't overwhelmingly attractive.

But it was better than nothing.

Moreover, his reason for coming to Hong Kong City was to lay groundwork.

The jewelry and luxury goods industry was a sector he had long planned for in his business empire.

This He Wanqing was the granddaughter of He Sinan; having been exposed to it since childhood, her talent and insight must be considerable.

If he could support her and make her a piece on his board in this industry, it would be a worthwhile, subtle move.

As for Wu Dong and Shark Lin...

He never intended to let them go anyway.

Since they delivered themselves to his doorstep, he might as well clean them up while he was at it.

"Plan One: Thunderous Force (High Risk, High Efficiency)."

"Plan Description: Utilize the 'Hummingbird' Detective Agency and dark web resources to forcibly gather a complete chain of evidence regarding the commercial crimes of Lu Ming and Wu Dong, and submit it through special channels to the Hong Kong City ICAC to capture them all in one sweep."

"Risk Assessment: May provoke a frenzied counterattack from Shark Lin's underground forces, causing localized instability in Hong Kong City. It is easy to startle the snake, allowing the opponents to destroy evidence."

"Plan Two: Remove the Firewood from Under the Cauldron (Medium Risk, Medium Efficiency)."

"Plan Description: First, use the core evidence from the manuscripts to contact internationally renowned media, igniting public opinion to completely destroy Lu Ming's persona as a 'Design Master' and the reputation of the jewelry brands under Dongsheng Group. Simultaneously, initiate capital operations, using offshore companies to secretly target their stock prices and acquire their upstream diamond and precious metal suppliers, cutting off their foundation."

"Risk Assessment: The war of public opinion and capital war will take a long time, giving the opponents time to react and counterattack. Requires significant capital investment."

"Plan Three: Borrow Force to Strike (Low Risk, High Efficiency)."

"Plan Description: Contact another jewelry industry giant in Hong Kong City, the 'Zhou Family Gold House.' The Zhou Family and Wu Dong's Dongsheng Group are sworn enemies, engaged in fierce commercial competition. Use the evidence in the manuscripts as leverage to cooperate with the Zhou Family, coordinating from the inside and outside to jointly crush Dongsheng Group."

"Risk Assessment: Requires ceding some of the spoils of victory to the Zhou Family, and there is a possibility that the Zhou Family might betray the agreement after crossing the river."

The three plans were clearly listed on the light screen.

Shen Yan's gaze swept over them quickly.

His brain, like a supercomputer, instantly completed the analysis of pros and cons.

Plan One was too crude. It did not suit his current status.

Plan Three was like seeking help from a tiger; there were too many variables. He disliked handing over control to others.

That left only Plan Two.

Using capital to crush capital.

Using rules to play to death those self-important players.

This was the game he liked best and was best at.

A hint of cold light flashed in Shen Yan's eyes.

He made his choice.

In his consciousness, he issued the command to the system.

Outside the car window, the city's neon lights rapidly receded, like rivers flowing with colorful light.

He Wanqing had stopped crying, staring blankly out the window, her eyes empty and lost.

She had confessed everything, but her heart felt even heavier.

Because she knew that she had merely displayed her helplessness to an outsider.

It was useless.

Just then, the silent man beside her spoke again.

"Miss He."

He Wanqing turned her head to look at him.

Shen Yan's face still held that impassive calmness.

"The evidence you mentioned is still in the manuscripts, correct?"

He Wanqing subconsciously nodded.

"It... it should be."

She didn't understand why he was asking this again.

Then, she heard the next sentence.

A sentence she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Shen Yan looked at her, word by word, perfectly clear.

"This matter."

"I will handle it."

That sentence, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirred up thousands of ripples in He Wanqing's heart.

She stared blankly at Shen Yan.

The neon reflections outside the car window flickered across his sharply defined profile, making his entire figure look both real and illusory.

"You... what do you mean?"