Zhao An didn't hold back much. After fucking for another ten minutes, he thrust his penis to its deepest point, ejaculating wave after wave of semen into Ivanka's body. Even if she was pregnant, he would still ejaculate inside her, and even more. He wanted the baby to absorb his semen so it would grow healthier.

Ivanka groaned softly, her delicate hands gripping Zhao An's arm, her snow-white neck arching back, her ten slender toes curling tightly, silently enduring Zhao An's ejaculation. As a sex slave, her task was to extract semen, to provide Zhao An with her body for release. If she got pregnant, she would give birth, and after giving birth, she would continue to be fucked—it was that simple.

"You can go back now," Zhao An said, ignoring them after he finished. Two heavily pregnant women couldn't escape, and besides, they were devoted to him and wouldn't run away anyway.

After ejaculating, he felt refreshed. With his mind clear, he could continue to concentrate fully on his work.

The Huang family's business is currently booming across all sectors, especially with Huang Yu taking over Huang Meng's platform and forming an alliance with the Fang family. Huang Meng and Fang Shuiling's marriage is merely a facade; this connection alone provides a reason for the alliance. This is a marriage between core members of the family, unlike those of collateral branches.

No one cares about the true nature of Huang Meng and Fang Shuiling's relationship. They can each pursue their own paths; as long as they don't divorce, it's not a big deal.

Large families value kinship, even the weakest ties. As long as there's contact, they're considered relatives, family. But with complete strangers like neighbors or colleagues, even if they appear warm on the surface, they're inwardly distant. This is a common trait of large families: arrogance, though few realize it.

Zhao An typed away. Since the Huang family was suppressing them in every way, he'd give them some amusement.

He would use artificial intelligence to infiltrate their factory, tamper with the program, and leave no trace. The appliances and cars manufactured in the factory all need to be inspected before they can be sold. And with such obvious defects, forcing a sale would have even more serious consequences. Rework would take a lot of time, delaying contract delivery and resulting in penalties for breach of contract – a net loss.

Zhao An felt no remorse for using unseen, underhanded methods to undermine the Huang family. As long as the investigation couldn't uncover it, he wouldn't be blamed. He didn't need to retaliate; he could simply maintain his investment plan. He would provide traffic support, collect dividends, not interfere in management, retain ultimate ownership, and simply wait for the profits.

No entrepreneur would stand by and watch their business fail, so cautious investment was all that was needed.

The villa was a gathering place for women, and pregnant women in bikinis could be seen strolling around the neighborhood at any time. It was like a matriarchal society; there were no men, even the yard maintenance was done by robots – everything was automated. No extra water or electricity bills were required; it was incredibly cheap.

Zhao An glanced at the scene in the residential area, then returned to his disruptive activities. He also conducted a massive stock market crash overseas, even penny-pinching Bitcoin. At the peak, Zhao An sold off a large number of stocks, netting hundreds of billions of dollars, which he then distributed through hundreds of accounts.

He quietly pocketed the funds, erasing all traces, leaving no trace of his actions. No one knew what he had done.

That afternoon, a black storm swept through the overseas stock markets. Stocks began to plummet as the funds had been liquidated. Many individual investors and capitalists had their funds cashed out, and driven by the need to live, they had to sell stocks to recoup their losses. The investment companies also suffered reputational damage, causing their stocks to continue to fall. The entire stock market had hit its daily limit down, and stocks at their limit down were simply unsellable. If the stock exchange hadn't already closed, the prices would likely have already fallen below the bottom.

The Huang family withdrew relatively early, but still lost nearly 30 billion yuan. There wasn't even time to react to some things; the report they received, based solely on a risk assessment, wasn't necessarily accurate. They were slowly withdrawing funds to invest in other areas, but before they could finish, their most valued core stocks plummeted. What was the point of continuing?

As the culprit, Zhao An shut down his computer and went home for dinner. He not only ruined the Huang family but also the Fang family. None of the four major families escaped being scammed; the more they invested, the greater their losses.

Meanwhile, the overseas stock market crash triggered a silent financial storm. Locked-up funds meant both individuals and businesses faced funding gaps. Individuals couldn't afford food or rent. Businesses lacked cash flow, contracts couldn't be fulfilled, profits plummeted, and ultimately, bankruptcy was inevitable after a short period.

With no one in the money, the collapse of one industry triggered a chain reaction. Without rice in the fields, restaurants lack raw materials, and industries lack the corresponding raw materials to produce semi-finished products. Businesses relying on semi-finished product processing also go bankrupt, creating a chain reaction that ultimately leads to disaster.

It's simply a domino effect that ultimately causes a situation where everyone gets caught in the crossfire.

Meanwhile, Zhao An is back home, enjoying a massage from his wife. All he needs to do is sit in the living room, play with the children, and spend time with his wives. What do the outside world's turmoil have to do with him?

"No need for investment recently. Continue expanding agriculture in the countryside. We'll grow grains, vegetables, raise pigs, fish, and other animals," Zhao An said to Qian Yuling, reaching out to touch her round belly. Seeing such a proud woman pregnant fills him with a sense of pride.

Qian Yuling squinted. "Is there some big move?"

"The financial crisis has hit, overseas markets have collapsed, and everyone's short of money. Hehe, without money, there's no development in the tourism industry. What will happen to the real estate investments of the Huang and Fang families? Haha, if I remember correctly, they own a large number of hotels in mainland China and quite a few overseas. It's really something to celebrate."

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