277: Arrange within three days

This question finally caused a ripple on Old Shi's ash-gray face.

He tugged at his cracked lips, emitting a laugh that sounded even worse than crying.

"Reputation?"

"Young lady, at our level of scale, the thing we need the least is reputation."

Old Shi's voice was hoarse and hollow.

"The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be destroyed by the wind."

"We are indeed world-class, but we never stand in the spotlight. We are only the iceberg beneath the water, only that butterfly flapping its wings in the shadows."

"Making a fortune in silence is the long-term path to success."

He paused, glancing at this familiar industrial park.

"The reason our names are a bit louder in Linzhou is simply because… all four of our families started here."

"Our roots are here; even if we wanted to hide, we couldn't."

So that was it.

This was no ordinary business giant; it was a financial monster that knew how to hide its Fangs and manipulate the world from the shadows.

Compared to their shock, the waves in Lin Yu's heart at this moment were true surging billows.

Yes.

He was also startled.

Although he appeared as calm as a stagnant pool on the surface, only he knew how fast his heart was beating when he heard those numbers.

If not for those five years of enduring heaven-defying abilities every day, which had cultivated a strong heart in him.

At that moment just now, he might truly have lost his composure.

250 trillion!

What kind of concept was that?

Having lived two lifetimes, this was the first time Lin Yu had felt a concrete yet incredibly abstract sense of fear toward the thing called "money."

He had seen the scene where 5.3 trillion vials of medicine were piled up like a mountain.

That scene was shocking.

But that kind of shock was intuitive and concrete.

The stimulation it brought was far less than those cold numbers and the intricate, intertwined control mentioned by Old Shi and Feng Rui.

Factory after factory, building after building, plot of land after plot of land.

Patent after patent, channel after channel, network after network of bought-off connections.

These things intertwined to form an invisible giant web covering the entire Blue Star.

And now, this web was about to bear the surname Lin.

However...

This palpitation brought about by the massive wealth lasted less than three seconds.

Lin Yu's thoughts quickly pulled away.

No matter how much money there was, it was just a number.

His goal was never to become the world's richest person.

What he wanted was absolute strength, the confidence to deal with any unknown crisis, and the capital to firmly protect his younger sister, Lin Yao, behind him.

This wealth, these companies, were just tools for him to achieve his goals.

They were fuel, not the destination.

Old Shi was immersed in a brief recollection of past glories, a hint of self-satisfaction even curling the corners of his mouth. That was the pride belonging to the creator of an empire.

But the next second, his peripheral vision caught sight of the quiet young man on the sofa.

That trace of pride instantly froze, then shattered into shards of ice filling the air.

He remembered the 50 million storage rings, the bowing and scraping of the Abyss Domain experts, and the humiliating scene of being carried away on a bus.

All complacency vanished in an instant.

He shuddered, waking up from his memories, cold sweat seeping from his back.

What did he have to be proud of in front of this existence?

Old Shi's body hunched over a bit more; he turned respectfully toward Lin Yu, his voice trembling slightly.

"Mr... Mr. Lin, I wonder how you... plan to deal with us?"

Lin Yu finally moved.

He did not answer Old Shi's question, instead tossing the report compiled by Wang Qingxuan and Li Mo onto the coffee table in front of him.

The paper slid across the table, making a faint "rustling" sound.

In this deathly silent reception room, the sound was piercingly sharp.

"I want everything on this list."

Lin Yu's voice was very calm, yet carried an absolute will that brooked no argument.

Old Shi, Wang Teng, and Feng Rui's bodies froze simultaneously.

It was here.

The final judgment had finally arrived.

They didn't even dare to reach out and take that report.

Even with their toes, they could tell that what was listed on it must be the most core and essential parts of the four companies.

Lin Yu ignored their reactions and continued on his own.

"Within two days, I want to see everything handed over."

"Two days?"

Feng Rui exclaimed almost instinctively, jumping up from his seat.

"Mr. Lin, this is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

He was sweating profusely from anxiety, gesturing incoherently.

"The personnel involved are distributed across hundreds of cities worldwide! Just handling the resignation and transfer procedures, the paperwork alone would take months! And those devices, many are embedded in laboratories; dismantling, transporting, reinstalling, and debugging... two years might not even be enough!"

"Not to mention patent transfers, equity changes..."

The more Feng Rui spoke, the more desperate he became; this wasn't business operation, it was a myth!

However, before he could finish, he was nailed to the spot by a cold gaze.

It was Old Shi.

Old Shi stared at him intensely, looking as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"Shut up!"

Old Shi squeezed the two words out through his teeth.

Feng Rui instantly silenced himself, his body trembling even more violently.

Old Shi slowly turned his head toward Lin Yu and bowed deeply, so deeply that his head almost touched his knees.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Lin."

"Two days."

"Even if we have to turn Blue Star upside down, we will make it possible!"

In the face of absolute power, there is no such thing as impossible.

Lin Yu was not surprised by this result.

He stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Wang Qingxuan, you stay behind."

"Coordinate with Li Mo to handle the specific matters with them."

Wang Qingxuan, suddenly called upon, stood at attention and instinctively replied: "Yes, Boss!"

A trace of unwillingness actually flashed in her heart.

She wanted to stay by her boss's side, watching him continue to create miracles, rather than staying here to deal with this tedious business mess.

But this was the boss's order.

It was her chance to prove her worth.

She took a deep breath, suppressing that unwillingness, replacing it with a burning fighting spirit.

After arranging everything, Lin Yu didn't spare another glance at Old Shi and the others.

He walked straight toward the reception room door, as if the massive empire worth 250 trillion behind him was just an old object discarded at will.

The night had deepened.

The lights of the industrial park appeared somewhat lonely under the deep night sky.

Lin Yu walked the road home alone.

The direction was the black market "Insect Dwelling."

He walked slowly and steadily.

He also passed the former site of the dilapidated shipping container where he had buried himself in research for five years.

That wasteland, once piled with trash and waste, had now been leveled; several huge construction machines sat quietly, like dormant iron beasts.

It seemed this place was also going to be developed.