The company floor had many live-streaming studios for the female streamers. While they could stream from home, the atmosphere was more conducive to work.

The female streamers were all heavily pregnant, their round bellies visible beneath their maternity skirts. They were all carrying children born from Zhao An's rapes. Before pregnancy, they were sexually assaulted daily, but after becoming pregnant, they were rarely fucked. Unless they actively seduced him, Zhao An wouldn't have fucked them. While having sex with pregnant women was uniquely pleasurable, it was just a novelty; once experienced, it was over. Fucking pregnant women every day was boring.

"Thank you for your concern. Actually, I've always had boyfriends, but we rarely contact each other. We're more like married for the sake of marriage. I usually live at the company or at home. Well, it's not that our relationship has broken down, we just have our own lives, it's very ordinary," Wu Xiaomiao said with a grin to the camera, simultaneously saying she was married and that she and her husband had no feelings for each other, giving her fans and admirers a glimmer of hope.

This method was devised by the team. Since she was already pregnant, they might as well just admit it openly. They'd say she was married, but her relationship was bad, putting on a pitiful act, all because she was forced by circumstances. This would evoke sympathy from fans, allowing them to reap another wave of profits – a truly savvy arrangement.

The fact that almost every famous female streamer was pregnant was astonishing. Big streamers were getting pregnant? Was it some kind of unspoken rule?

Well, even if they thought about it, they wouldn't ask. At most, they'd treat it as gossip. If others didn't mind, why should they, the onlookers, care?

In reality, it was unspoken rule. It wasn't just female streamers; even company employees were subjected to it. When Zhao An got into the mood, he'd grab whoever he wanted and fuck them hard. He didn't care if they were married or not; even if they were teenagers, they'd still be fucked, and made to experience pregnancy again.

Zhao An was still looking at the computer, with a heavily pregnant Ivanka giving him oral sex. This wealthy heiress had resigned herself to her fate. Due to the medication for her leukemia, she and her stepmother, Veraia, were here serving Zhao An in order to secure future cooperation. Simply put, it was a matter of exchanging beauty for opportunities; the mother and daughter were clearly more sincere.

Next to Ivanka was Melania, the two of them kissing Zhao An's penis together. Ivanka had the glans in her mouth, while Melania had half of the scrotum in her mouth; their cooperation was all they needed to do to make the man feel better.

"Hiss, that feels good, you two sluts," Zhao An muttered, looking at the computer screen, working on blueprints. He glanced occasionally at the two beauties, both heavily pregnant with mixed-race babies. Their supposedly noble bodies had been defiled, their minds corrupted, willingly becoming Zhao An's sex slaves, bearing his children.

Ivanka was intently sucking on the glans, completely ignoring Zhao An's teasing. She felt strangely uncomfortable not being penetrated by him. Her belly grew bigger every day, and this pregnancy brought her a mix of unease and anticipation. Bearing a child for her master was her greatest honor!

The Ivanka of the past was so proud, arrogant to the point of being conceited, exceptionally talented, and successful in everything she did. Now, she had been reduced to performing oral sex on men, living the life of a sex slave. Who told her to be so beautiful and so seductive?

Currently, the Huang family's business was expanding rapidly. While ensuring the health of the elders in the family, they began to suppress the Bai and Lin families. They were striving to secure as much profit as possible to solidify their position.

However, Zhao An, whom everyone was expecting, remained silent. His previous wave of innovative inventions seemed to have vanished, without a trace. Had he run out of ideas?

In fact, Zhao An's capital was quietly growing. After relinquishing the HaoTuan platform, he had women like Qian Yuling invest in promising conglomerates. His internet business remained relatively stable; maintaining the website's healthy development and retaining core users was sufficient.

Compared to such high-profile acquisitions—one day a media company, the next a film studio or hotel building—Zhao An was remarkably low-key. As long as his core business remained unshaken, there was no problem at all.

Crossing industry boundaries wasn't easy. Making big money was definitely simpler in the internet sector. It overcame geographical limitations, while established industries were merely about covering costs.

"Tesla?" Zhao An smiled knowingly upon seeing the logo. Whether it was good or bad was irrelevant to him; it was just a competitor.

"Do you know Elon Musk?" Zhao An asked, leaning back in his chair.

Ivanka spat out the glans, her eyes alluring, and said, "I know him. He's a playboy, but quite capable. At least he's good at conning people; he's had affairs with quite a few women in Hollywood."

"Hollywood prostitutes? Hmph, what are they if not prostitutes?" Melania made no attempt to hide her disdain. To her, the so-called entertainment industry was nothing more than prostitutes and gigolos.

"Master, are you going to deal with him?" Ivanka continued kissing Zhao An's glans, her lips rubbing against it, occasionally kissing it, appearing very humble.

"Deal with him? Pshaw, I wouldn't deign to deal with such trash." Zhao An also had no liking for this kind of person; they were all lecherous wolves who liked to sleep with women. However, he had no respect for other wealthy men; at least they would take responsibility after using women. Those men just treated women like prostitutes, using them and then leaving.

The Huang family not only suppressed the Bai family in the pharmaceutical industry but also held the Lin family by the throat in the land transportation industry. Fortunately, the Bai family's focus is on the aviation industry, and their core resource is aircraft manufacturing. The Lin family's main businesses are iron ore, oil, and agriculture. Obstacles in other businesses won't affect their core industries; they've never been afraid of competition.

Zhao An's eyes narrowed slightly. He already had an idea. He had no interest in making money, but he was a first-rate troublemaker. It had been a while since he'd quietly launched an attack. Now that he was lying low, recuperating, some people still thought he was easy to bully. Well, they shouldn't blame him for being ruthless.

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