Time slipped away like sand through fingers, and the night was gone in a flash. After a restful night, Su Ming felt rejuvenated. He grabbed his car keys and made his way to the garage.
In the garage, the deep blue Lamborghini Veneno immediately caught Su Ming's eye. Its sleek, aerodynamic body gleamed under the lights, looking almost flawless.
"Ha... I just wrecked a three-million-dollar car, and now I'm driving an eighty-million-dollar one!"
"Did the system know my car was going to be totaled?"
Shaking his head, Su Ming unlocked the car and got in. As he started the engine, the roar that followed was like a wild wolf's howl, utterly captivating. With a light press on the gas, the car surged forward, as if a caged beast had been set free.
Driving out of Yunshang Yuefu, the security guard at the gate stood at attention and saluted him.
"Ha..."
Su Ming chuckled; the guard hadn't done this when he drove the Porsche 911 before.
*Vroom!*
With a loud roar, Su Ming left Yunshang Yuefu and headed towards Changhe. He had promised Lin Yixue last night that he would accompany her today, as she was genuinely worried that Wan Jing might harass her again.
Meanwhile, at Jiangzhou Grand Hotel, Wan Jing had just finished his morning workout and was being attended to by Ma Ru for a bath and dressing.
"Young Master, what are your plans for today? Are you going to Changhe?" Ma Ru asked.
"I'm not in the mood. Don't go. Send an invitation to Lin Yixue," Wan Jing said casually.
"Understood!"
Ma Ru replied respectfully.
At work, Su Ming accompanied Lin Yixue, drawing envious glances from the company's employees. Some of the male colleagues even looked at him with hostility. However, they quickly remembered the scene from that morning when this man arrived at Changhe in an eighty-million-dollar Lamborghini Veneno, and the hostility in their eyes faded away. There was no way they could compete with someone who owned an eighty-million-dollar car. They probably couldn't afford even a single wheel in their lifetimes. Perhaps only such a person was worthy of Lin Yixue.
As time passed, it soon reached noon. An employee opened the door to the general manager's office and walked in.
"President Lin, a woman delivered this. She said Young Master Wan has invited you."
"Mm, I see. You can go back to work."
"Understood!"
The employee left as quickly as he came. Lin Yixue glanced casually at the gilded invitation on the table and continued working. Curious, Su Ming picked up the invitation and opened it.
The content of the invitation was simple, with just a few words: "Jiangzhou Grand Hotel, Emperor Suite." The signature at the bottom was a flamboyant 'Wan' character.
"He really doesn't give up, does he? I wonder if he'll still have the heart for these flashy things after another day of Wan Hua's stock plummeting."
A sly smile appeared on Su Ming's lips.
"What are you plotting now?" Lin Yixue couldn't help but roll her eyes at Su Ming's smirk.
"What plot? At most, I'll just complete the stroke to make it a 'Wan' character," Su Ming joked.
"Ugh! Pervert!" Lin Yixue's cheeks flushed red as she turned back to her work, ignoring Su Ming.
Su Ming didn't bother her and played with his phone. Time flew by, and it was dark by the time Su Ming left Changhe. Of course, before leaving, he couldn't resist some playful touches.
Meanwhile, in the distant capital, the Wan family mansion!
Wan Tong stood up from his seat and roared, "What's going on? Are you all useless? A whole day, and you haven't found anything?"
All the high-ranking members of the Wan family remained silent. Even they were baffled.
Today, the market value of Wan Hua had dropped again, continuing its fall, with no hope of recovery. Another two hundred billion evaporated, and the value was now close to breaking below two trillion. In just two days, a loss of four hundred billion was something even Wan Hua couldn't bear.
"Find out! Find out! If you don't have results by tomorrow, hand over your shares and retire!"
Wan Tong roared and stormed out of the meeting room.
*Clamor!*
As soon as Wan Tong left, everyone in the meeting room burst into an uproar, then dispersed, using their own resources to investigate. Unsurprisingly, they found nothing.
Fuming, Wan Tong took out his phone and dialed Wan Jing's number.
The moment the call connected, Wan Tong roared, "Wan Jing, are you sure you haven't caused any trouble?"
Wan Jing was confused. He hadn't left Jiangzhou Grand Hotel all day, except to send an invitation. Could an invitation cause so much trouble? But what exactly happened?
"Dad, what's going on?" Wan Jing couldn't help but ask.
"What's going on? Are you even my son? Wan Hua's stock fell again today, and another two hundred billion in value evaporated, dropping below two trillion!" Wan Tong roared.
"What?"
Wan Jing exclaimed in disbelief.
"Have you pissed off some big shot? Tell me everything that happened in the past two days. If you leave out anything, I'll disown you!"
Wan Tong roared, showing no mercy.
Wan Jing was shocked. Being disowned? That was serious. Without Wan Hua, he'd be like a dog without a home. He hurriedly recounted everything he had done since arriving in Jiangzhou.
"Su Ming?"
"If even Du Lang was seriously injured in one hit, do you dare say you didn't piss anyone off? Bastard, get back here right now!"
Wan Tong roared and hung up the phone. Wan Jing's face darkened as if it could drip water.
"Young Master, should we leave now?" Ma Ru asked.
Wan Jing's expression softened slightly. "Hasn't she come yet?"
"No, she hasn't," Ma Ru shook her head. "Young Master, with your status, why not just go to her directly? She wouldn't dare refuse. Why make it so complicated?"
"Do you understand anything?" Wan Jing snapped.
"What's the point of going directly? Isn't she strong-willed? Hmph... I'll make her come to me willingly!"
"Go, bring Lin Tianhao and Lin Tiancheng to see me."
"Yes, Young Master!"
Ma Ru agreed and left the room. About an hour later, two Mercedes-Benzes arrived at Jiangzhou Grand Hotel. Two middle-aged men, who looked somewhat similar, quickly got out of the cars. After exchanging a glance, they rushed into the elevator and soon reached the top floor of the hotel.
"Follow me," Ma Ru, who was waiting at the elevator, said.
The two men did not dare to delay and followed her. Soon, they entered the Emperor Suite. Wan Jing was lounging on the sofa.
The two men hurried forward and respectfully called, "Young Master Wan!"
"Sit," Wan Jing said indifferently.
"Thank you, Young Master Wan!"
The two men thanked him and sat down.
"I called you here for two reasons," Wan Jing said.
"Please instruct us, Young Master Wan!"
Lin Tianhao immediately stood up, extremely humble.