Huang Yu couldn't help but feel nervous, because he already held immense power. He only needed to wait for his father's retirement to succeed him as family head. At most five years; he could just wait patiently. He could make many decisions, stabilize the current situation, and he would be the victor.

Now, this guy had appeared at his younger brother Huang Meng's party—it was Zhao An again! He'd stirred up another problem. As the eldest son of the Huang family, how could he not know that new energy development could be compensated? There were policies offering such compensation; as long as it was done, there was no chance of loss.

Huang Meng had already been driven to the brink of ruin, and now a helicopter was coming to haul him up. How could he not break out in a cold sweat? Besides the threat of internal competition, other families posed the same threat. In the current financial crisis, everyone was poor, no one was making money. Whoever could get the first pot of gold would gain the upper hand!

Although Huang Meng's chances were less than 0.1%, Huang Yu remained vigilant and would do everything in his power to suppress his eunuch brother.

Meanwhile, the news reached other major families, the Southwest Chamber of Commerce, and even overseas corporations. They all possessed extensive networks, and the presentation at the party hadn't been kept secret, so everyone knew. This was a signal: "I've developed a method for converting new energy sources; if you want a piece of the pie, come find me."

However, given Zhao An's personality, he was extremely difficult to deal with. Moreover, he wasn't short of money; he had even abandoned some factories to switch to manufacturing and agricultural product processing. He had no worries about sales; it was entirely self-sufficient, relying solely on investment for profit.

Such cunning tactics were impossible to control, which was incredibly frustrating and infuriating.

Several families immediately sent people to investigate. They needed to analyze the profits behind this new energy source, its sales potential, and how to establish connections.

It might be a pie in the sky, not just a picture, but a real, tangible pie you can see but can't eat. This is fucking torture, like leukemia drugs—they've already been developed, but they won't release them, they're just playing dead, just playing games!

This is infuriating, especially to the Bai family. Aren't they just turning down money? Not making money when they can is truly despicable!

Bai Qiuqin and Lin Yuanyuan, sitting in the corner, exchanged a glance. Their eyes flickered, as if they were thinking about something.

Only the seemingly carefree Lin Mei'e seemed unconcerned. Beautiful and alluring, she wanted to speculate but was unwilling to invest. There's no such thing as a free lunch. To speculate, you have to bet, bet big. How can you make more money if you don't bet more?

In the private room, Zhao An smoked a cigarette, his eyes thoughtfully fixed on the woman before him. This was none other than Zhao Yazhi, the self-proclaimed ageless goddess, a seasoned slut who, he didn't know how she maintained her youthful appearance—she was practically begging to be fucked. The moment he saw Zhao Yazhi, a flicker of desire flashed in Zhao An's eyes. The fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes added a touch of mature allure; her face was still quite smooth, showing no signs of aging, and her figure was well-maintained, especially with those black ten-centimeter high heels—she was incredibly seductive!

Sitting beside her was a man, Huang Jin, Zhao Yazhi's current husband, who was beaming. "Hello, Mr. An, I am Huang Jin. It's a pleasure to meet you. You are a very handsome man, clearly an outstanding individual."

Zhao An's expression remained unchanged as he shook hands with Huang Jin. "Well, there are many real estate developers in Hong Kong. It's quite impressive that you've achieved some success. Unfortunately, the real estate market is currently overvalued; the golden age is over. Many who profited through speculation have emigrated."

Huang Jin chuckled and introduced himself, "What you say is true, Mr. An." "Wrong. The real estate industry is getting increasingly difficult; the market is nearing saturation. Let me introduce you, Mr. An. This is my wife, former Miss Hong Kong, Zhao Yazhi."

Wearing light makeup, with subtle crow's feet around her eyes adding to her mature charm, Zhao Yazhi flashed a standard smile, revealing eight bright white teeth. She extended her two delicate hands to shake hands with Zhao An. "Hello, Mr. An, it's truly an honor. I often hear my friends praising you; you're handsome and talented, truly a chosen one!" Her tone was incredibly ingratiating, using every means to please him.

Zhao An didn't let go immediately. Instead, he leered at Zhao Yazhi's hand. "I've long heard that you, Bai Suzhen, are an ageless goddess. It seems the rumors are true; you're quite beautiful."

This blatant act of groping and taking advantage was a direct slap in the face. To grope someone's wife's hand in front of her husband—what is this if not lechery? It's practically open prostitution.

Today, Zhao An already had a show: transforming into a minotaur warrior, one punch after another, taking down the pure-hearted warriors and the honest men, and finally, the honest men's seductive wives.

Huang Jin's eyelids twitched. Despite being prepared, his blood pressure still involuntarily rose when he saw this scene.

Meanwhile, Huang Meng chuckled, finding it quite satisfying to see someone being violated in front of their husband. "Young Master An, why don't you take this opportunity to discuss acting tips with our Lady White Snake? I think Mr. Huang would be happy to oblige, wouldn't he?"

This was a warning in disguise. Huang Meng was indeed out of power, but killing Huang Jin was still within his capabilities. Even if a young master from a powerful family was down on his luck, he still had influence. If you didn't treat him like a human being, he'd teach you a lesson.

Zhao Yazhi was a little embarrassed. She had encountered similar situations before, but her husband's career was thriving, and she didn't need to entertain such situations. She simply smiled and let it pass. She wasn't angry about it; on the contrary, she was secretly pleased. Being noticed by a young man at her age was proof of her charm. She felt aroused just looking at a man like Zhao An, such a charismatic man, and there was no way she could object.

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