Sleepless nights

Holding these documents, Meng Zhengkong repeatedly checked and verified them, staying awake for an entire night.

This exceeded his understanding of these capitalists: it turned out that Chen Dong was truly different from others.

Born into poverty, he naturally harbored a resistant attitude towards the wealthy; in his perception, these rich people were all black-hearted capitalists, sucking the blood of the common folk.

They claimed to do charity merely for a good reputation, a gimmick, or even to evade taxes under the guise of philanthropy.

However, his investigation revealed that Chen Dong's company had no illegal activities and was particularly diligent in paying taxes.

Since its establishment, East Victory Group had become a major taxpayer in Jinghai.

“I was narrow-minded,” Meng Zhengkong sat quietly in his chair, waiting for dawn.

Also unable to sleep was Shen Xingyu of the Shen Family—such a good plan, yet it failed!

Not only did he not achieve his goal, but the driver was also arrested, and what made him even more uneasy was that Chen Dong must have already known that he was behind it all.

Next, how would Chen Dong retaliate? Should he prepare in advance again?

Just thinking about what Chen Dong did to Fang Qiang last time sent a chill down his spine.

When not facing such matters, one always feels in control of the big picture, with everything under control.

But only when truly involved does one understand the true taste of it.

Currently, Shen Xingyu was not doing any better than Fang Qiang.

This weekend, Gong Han was coming to Jinghai; if the Shen Family had problems at this juncture, would he still be willing to support them?

One problem after another filled Shen Xingyu's mind; he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

...

Also on this night, at three in the morning, Blade came to Fang Hang with a handwritten letter from Fang Qiang.

The two sat in Blade’s Land Rover and drove to a secluded area.

Fang Hang sat in the passenger seat, carefully reading the letter in his hand:

This was undoubtedly Fang Qiang's handwritten letter; not only was the handwriting the same, but it began with a small secret only the two of them knew.

In the letter, Fang Qiang told him that Shen Xingyu wanted to harm him, but he had been rescued by Chen Dong.

To avoid being targeted by Shen Xingyu again and to help Chen Dong bring down Shen Xingyu, Chen Dong had cut off Fang Qiang's contact with the outside world.

But he was currently safe; apart from being unable to contact the outside world, everything else was fine.

...

The car stopped in a forest; the surroundings were utterly silent, with no other sounds except for the occasional chirping of insects and the rustling of wind.

“Have you finished reading the letter?”

Blade turned to look at Fang Hang, Fang Qiang’s only blood relative in this world and the person he trusted most.

“Tell me, how do you need me to cooperate?” Fang Hang handed the letter to Blade, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He and his brother had risked their lives for the Shen Family, doing so many dirty deeds for them, only to be abandoned like this now.

What disgusted him most was that when Shen Xingyu came to him, he claimed that Fang Qiang had been harmed by Chen Dong and his whereabouts were unknown, asking Fang Hang to cooperate with the Shen Family to quickly consolidate Fang Qiang's assets.

He had trusted him so much that he even suppressed several rebellious individuals who spoke out against him to stabilize the situation.

“You need to keep Fang Qiang’s remaining brothers stable, and most importantly: if Shen Xingyu asks you to do anything illicit, be sure to inform me.

For example, this afternoon's incident, although we eventually found out your methods, we were already very passive.”

“Alright, I understand,” Fang Hang readily agreed, then gave Blade a meaningful look,

“Is my brother really safe? After all, we’ve done so many illicit things before; will we still be sacrificed in the end?”

“Of course not,” Blade scoffed, a confident smile on his face,

“Your Boss Lu has arranged everything; by the time Fang Qiang finally steps forward, you should already be in the Middle East.

The mistakes you made before, the boss will find a way to help compensate the victims financially.

Of course, many things were not your intention; the biggest mastermind is still the Shen Family behind the scenes…

The boss said he’d arrange for you to help expand business in the Middle East; have you heard of international mercenaries?”

Hiss—Fang Hang’s eyes instantly gleamed; actually holding guns! This was something he had always yearned for.

There were dangers and challenges, but it was absolutely what he desired! His long-dormant heart burned with passion once more.

“Thank you, President Chen,” Fang Hang showed a mouthful of white teeth, which looked a little unnerving.

...

As dawn gradually broke, Chen Dong, who had gone to bed early after his workout last night, was now full of energy and vigor.

Opening his phone, Blade’s message, sent at 3:30 AM, read: “Boss, everything went smoothly!”

It was good to have a bunch of people helping him; he just needed to control the big picture, and occasionally find time to flirt with girls.

Life couldn't be more comfortable.

Recalling Yin Suwan's passion and fiery nature yesterday, Chen Dong couldn't help but sigh: Being a boss is great, and being an entertainment company boss is even better!

In two lives, the first celebrity he managed to get involved with was a live streaming queen.

Others were movie queens, or beauties like Mi Mi and Reba; it seemed he was a bit outdated.

Chen Dong brushed his teeth, pondering: Should he sign more female celebrities for his entertainment company, ones who, in his previous life, would make him happy all day just by appearing in his dreams?

Of course, this matter couldn’t be rushed for now; the big trouble with the Shen Family hadn’t been resolved yet, so it wasn’t time to enjoy life worry-free.

Born in adversity, died in comfort.

Only after truly controlling the overall situation could he relax and fully enjoy this wonderful life.

At nine o'clock, Chen Dong drove to the company.

“Good morning, Boss!” the Zhao Yanran sisters still greeted Chen Dong sweetly.

Looking at the twin sisters, Chen Dong’s already pleasant mood became even more delightful.

“It's truly good when everyone is good.” Chen Dong's sudden advertising slogan made the two sisters burst into laughter, covering their mouths as they giggled.

Chen Dong watched the two sisters shaking with laughter and secretly nodded—they were indeed pleasing to the eye.

“Boss, General Xu, President Xu of Dongsheng Security, came to see you just now.

He said a friend named Meng Zhengkong came to visit and is currently in his office.”

“Oh, call them both to my office then.”

“Understood, Boss.” Zhao Yanran quickly went to call General Xu, while Zhao Yanru skillfully brewed Chen Dong a cup of pre-Qingming Longjing tea.

“Yanru, I’m tired of this Longjing tea; do you have any other good teas?”

“Yes, Boss, President Xu got some Xinyang Maojian a couple of days ago; I heard it’s very precious.

I’ll brew you another cup now.”

“No need for that, just switch it next time.” Chen Dong picked up the Longjing and savored it.

Was he really tired of it? Of course not, he just wanted to try different flavors.

Just like partners, how could one get tired of them so easily, especially when each was a top-tier beauty.

But even so, Chen Dong still couldn’t help but be promiscuous.

Before, he was like those angry youths online: “He’s already married to such a beautiful woman, yet he still goes out with other women; is he crazy?!”

But after he gained this power—he could only say, “It’s truly wonderful!”