2: Chapter 2 "I hope you'll still be this confident three months from now"

Twenty-five minutes later.

Bang!

The ward door was kicked open.

Shen Qingyue rushed in, wearing ten-centimeter high heels.

Her black evening gown accentuated her figure, and her makeup was exquisite.

The old Lin Yuan would have found her stunning.

But now, he only smelled a pungent scent of men's cologne.

"Lin Yuan! What on earth are you trying to do?!"

As soon as Shen Qingyue entered, she couldn't suppress her anger.

"You're in the hospital, not dying. Did you really have to make me drop my important business to come see you?"

She raised her hand and threw her Hermès bag at Lin Yuan.

"Do you have any idea how important that project was today?"

Lin Yuan swiped his hand to deflect it.

The metal clasp on the bag grazed his arm, causing a slight sting.

The bag rolled onto the floor, spilling lipstick and compact powder everywhere.

Lin Yuan lowered his head and slowly smoothed the crease of his trousers.

This was a habit he had developed in his past life before killing someone.

"Discussing a project? With Lu Feng?"

Shen Qingyue's expression changed, but she quickly straightened her back and glared at Lin Yuan.

"Are you stalking me?"

"Ah Feng just returned to the country; of course I have to accompany him."

She sneered.

"Do you have to be so narrow-minded and assume everyone is as filthy as you?"

Shen Qingyue strode to the sofa opposite him, sat down, crossed her legs, and lifted her chin slightly.

"You're using company matters to threaten me just to force me to come back, right?"

"Fine, I'm back. Are you satisfied?"

She stared at Lin Yuan, her tone full of disappointment and annoyance.

"Lin Yuan, let me tell you, this behavior of yours is truly childish."

Lin Yuan didn't respond.

He opened the nightstand drawer, took out two documents he had just had that flashy nurse print, and threw them onto the coffee table.

Slap.

The papers spread out.

Shen Qingyue frowned and picked them up.

The next second, her pupils shrank sharply.

"Divorce Agreement."

"Equity Transfer and Asset Division Agreement."

"What is the meaning of this?!"

Shen Qingyue looked up abruptly.

In their three years of marriage, Lin Yuan had never dared to say a harsh word to her.

Lin Yuan leaned against the headboard, his fingers interlaced.

"Exactly what it says."

Shen Qingyue clutched the documents, crumpling the paper.

A moment later, she suddenly sneered, as if she had finally figured it out.

"Lin Yuan, do you think I can't survive without you?"

"Let me tell you, whatever Lin Yuan can do, Ah Feng can do too!"

Mentioning Lu Feng, her tone softened significantly, and she sounded more confident.

"He just showed me the financing plan, and even President Li said it had more vision than your plan from back then."

"Ah Feng is right; this company should have replaced conservatives like you a long time ago."

"Do you think you can force me to compromise by threatening me with a divorce?"

In Shen Qingyue's eyes, Lin Yuan was merely jealous and wanted attention.

"Then that's perfect."

Lin Yuan pointed to the agreements on the table.

"I want one billion in cash."

"All company equity, fixed assets, and the Xiangshan Villa we currently live in all go to you."

"Sign the papers, and I'm out."

Shen Qingyue's eyes widened.

"One billion?! You're crazy!"

"Where am I supposed to get that much money?!"

Lin Yuan sat up from the bed.

"That's your problem."

"Of course, if you don't agree, that's fine too."

Lin Yuan took out his phone, dialed a number, and put it on speaker.

The call was answered in a second.

"Mr. Lin, what are your instructions?"

Lin Yuan looked at Shen Qingyue and said into the phone:

"Old Zhang, prepare to file a lawsuit."

"I want to apply for property preservation and freeze all assets belonging to both spouses."

"At the same time, initiate divorce litigation proceedings and apply for the court to liquidate and auction our shares."

Shen Qingyue's face turned pale.

"You wouldn't dare!"

Once the litigation process began, the company would be severely implicated, and many projects would be unable to proceed.

After the one-month divorce cooling-off period ended and the auction took place, Lin Yuan could take away 1.2 billion just from selling the shares.

That didn't even include real estate and other assets.

The lawyer on the other end was stunned for a moment, but immediately replied:

"Understood, Mr. Lin. I will handle it immediately; I can submit it to the court as early as this afternoon."

"Wait!"

Shen Qingyue lunged forward, reaching to grab the phone.

Her high heel stepped on the lipstick on the floor, and her ankle twisted.

She crashed onto the edge of the bed in a mess.

Bang!

She turned pale from the pain, and her meticulously styled hair was disheveled.

Lin Yuan turned his hand and placed the phone face down on the nightstand.

"Think clearly before you speak."

Shen Qingyue's chest heaved violently as she stared fixedly at Lin Yuan.

She tried to find signs of bluffing on his face.

But there were none.

In fact, Lin Yuan's gaze made her body feel cold.

"Fine... but don't regret this. You're the one who chose to get out today!"

Shen Qingyue limped out of the ward and stood in the hallway, making frantic phone calls.

"President Zhang, I'll mortgage the Xiangshan Villa under my name to you; release the funds to me immediately!"

"Brother Li, give me the maximum bridge loan."

"A daily interest rate of three-thousandths?"

"Fine, I'll sign!"

"President Wang, don't talk to me about procedures; I need the money right now!"

Lin Yuan leaned against the hospital bed, listening quietly.

Shen Qingyue would agree.

For the sake of her so-called dignity as a "business genius," she would personally deliver the money into Lin Yuan's hands.

Lin Yuan knew Shen Qingyue's personality very well.

If he tried to sell the shares himself, Shen Qingyue, as the major shareholder and his wife, would get into an endless dispute with him.

And Lin Yuan, right now, was most short on time.

That was why he set a price that seemed like a loss for him but was something Shen Qingyue could scrape together if she gritted her teeth.

The phone outside the door rang; it was Lu Feng calling.

"Qingyue, haven't you finished handling things yet? Everyone is waiting for you to cut the cake."

"Don't fight with Brother Yuan; he's in poor health. But he's such a magnanimous person, surely he wouldn't be angry because you attended a good friend's birthday, right?"

"Ah Feng, my company is a bit busy, you guys eat first..."

Shen Qingyue's tone was so gentle it was as if she had become a different person.

Half an hour later, Shen Qingyue pushed the door open and walked in.

Her eyes were red, and her hair was a bit messy, but her back remained straight.

"The money, I'll give it to you!"

"But remember, once you take this money, don't even think about surviving in Jiangcheng ever again!"

Shen Qingyue rummaged through her bag on the floor, took out a pen, and signed her name on the two agreements.

She pressed so hard she almost tore the paper.

Lin Yuan picked up his copy of the agreement and checked it word for word.

After confirming it was correct, he pushed the prepared tablet computer in front of Shen Qingyue.

A few minutes later.

[Your account ending in 6866 has received a transfer of 1,000,000,000.00 Yuan, current balance 1,000,138,350.00 Yuan.]

"Pleasure doing business with you."

Lin Yuan stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on his trousers, and turned to walk out of the ward.

"Lin Yuan!"

Shen Qingyue called out to him from behind.

"Don't come crying to me for help when the time comes!"

Lin Yuan didn't stop, waving his hand with his back to her.

"I hope you can still be this confident in three months."

[Ding! Target Shen Qingyue (Beauty 91), Favorability -10%, Current Favorability -30%.]

The hallway was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

This nauseating scent now felt incredibly refreshing to Lin Yuan.

One billion in cash.

The first batch of supplies for the apocalypse, acquired.

He really wanted to turn back right now and strangle Shen Qingyue.

But he couldn't.

The current order hadn't collapsed yet.

If he were targeted by the authorities, he would be stuck in a difficult position.

The primary task was to build a doomsday fortress.

Second, was a massive amount of supplies.

Finally, and most importantly, was the last step: using the system to intercept those Superpower queens in advance!

Lin Yuan headed to the first floor to process his discharge.

There were quite a few people in the lobby.

Queuing, calling numbers, paying fees, and picking up documents.

The order of the old world was still running.

Only, no one knew.

It only had three months of life left.

Lin Yuan stood at the back of the queue.

Suddenly, a man in front pushed his way to the window.

"I know your director; process mine first."

The nurse frowned.

"No matter who you know, you have to queue."

"Are you deaf or something?"

The man slapped the window, his voice growing louder.

"I'm in a hurry!"

"If you don't process mine first, nobody behind me is getting anything done."

The queue instantly froze.

Lin Yuan glanced at his phone.

He was in a hurry too.

The next second.

Bang!

The man was kicked in the lower back, causing him to lunge forward and fall face-first onto the ground.

The lobby went silent instantly.

The man lay on the ground, grimacing in pain.

"Who? Who the f*** kicked me?!"

Lin Yuan stood behind him, looking down at him.

"A good dog doesn't block the path."

The man's face flushed red, and he scrambled up, ready to curse.

But when he met Lin Yuan's gaze, the insults in his throat were abruptly cut off.

The opponent's 1.83-meter tall frame.

The cold, temperatureless gaze.

It felt like if he said one more word, he would really have his bones dismantled.

The people around didn't dare to step forward, but there was a hint of satisfaction in their eyes.

The nurse also breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yuan ignored all of this.

His gaze passed over the man and landed on the "Outstanding Physicians Honor Roll" on the wall.

Inside the glass display case, a two-inch headshot was posted.

The woman in the photo was stunningly beautiful.

The gaze behind her gold-rimmed glasses, even through the photo, exuded a coldness that kept people at a distance.

Su Muxue.

The youngest chief physician in the Emergency Department of the City Center Hospital.

She was also an S-rank Esper in his past life.

The Ice Empress.

She once, by her own strength, froze tens of thousands of zombies on the Jiangcheng Bridge.

Unfortunately, she was too arrogant and refused to rely on any faction.

In the end, she fought alone and died of exhaustion.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

A woman in a white coat, holding a medical chart, walked over quickly.

She was tall.

She had shoulder-length short hair.

Her features were exquisite and three-dimensional.

As soon as she appeared, the people who were whispering just now all shut their mouths.

Several nurses subconsciously cleared a path.

"If you continue to disrupt order, please move to the psychiatric hospital; we can't treat you here."

The man who had cut the line shrank his neck and didn't say another word.

Lin Yuan looked up.

The person from the photo had walked into reality.