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After they finished their meal, the servants cleaned up the empty plates and utensils away. Soon, they quickly bowed and came out of the room.
"Shall we start our discussion?" he opened their conversation as his expression turned serious.
King Gervis sighed trying to calm himself as he had expected the worst. While Chancellor Vello and the finance minister's expression turned tense. Their heart started beating fast. 
"What do you want to talk about?" said King Gervis. 
"I want to discuss Asteria's finances with you. But I will ask you a few things first." Frost gave him the financial statements, which he took and flipped it before turning his gaze to the finance minister.
"How long has it been since Asteria fell on the financial crisis?"
"About a year," answered the finance minister.
"Don't you have any reserve funds?"
"It does, but the funds have been used to cover last year's deficit."
'It means it's not just this year that Asteria has a deficit.'
"What are the main causes of this year's income decline? " he asked again.
"That..."
The finance minister looked hesitant to answer him.
"Didn't you attack us economically?" said King Gervis out of blue. His eyes glared at Angel.
He turned his gaze to King Gervis. Unhappy with his words. 
"If I say I didn't do it, do you believe me?" he said in cold voice.
"Hmph! Nonsense!" King Gervis said sarcastically.
He gave them a cynical look while holding back his anger. He wanted to help them find a solution, but the first thing they did was blame him.
"Are you blaming me because my Innocent Wine and Passion tea are better than your Stardust Champagne and Twilight Tea? Or do you want to blame me because my economic city is more successful than yours? Even destroying Pearl Gate City for that stupid reason ?!" His annoyance was absorbed in his tone.
"That's right! Didn't you do it to take down Asteria?! "said King Gervis in an escalating tone. He couldn't help himself but to blame Angel on everything that had happened in Asteria. 
Angel knew that King Gervis never liked him, but he had to be patient in order to save Asteria from this financial problem. He took a deep breath trying to calm himself, he could not let his emotions take over him or this discussion would only end in vain.
"I have examined this financial statement and found some problems in it," he said as he put the report on the table and leaned his back onto his chair.
"First of all, there is no new innovation in your product. Stardust champagne and Twilight tea are more than fifty years old, if you don't innovate sooner or later the product will be left by people. Second, you are paying too much attention to long-term agricultural commodities without paying attention to short-term agricultural commodities, your financial flow is stuck in the form of agricultural products that cannot be harvested yet, besides you are forced to spend a lot of funds to meet people's demands by buying it from other kingdoms. Third, you spend a lot of funds on unimportant things. "
The finance minister frowned in confusion after hearing his words.
"Unimportant?" He was sure he had cut all unnecessary costs, reduced the party budget, even postponed the city wall repairments.
He leaned over, his index finger pointing at a large number that was written on the financial statement.
"This is one of them. This weapons budget is too large."
Before the finance minister answered, Chancellor Vello interrupted him. A displeased look on his face. 
"Your Majesty, I'm sure you already know. The Asterian troops and knights only use the best weapons. The funds is needed to keep their weapons in the best condition," he said in a displeased tone.
He knew that every year Asteria would renew the weapons of the troops and old weapons would be melted down to make other equipment. Asteria did spend a lot of money to take care of the military, just to show how strong they were as the largest kingdom of the Andromeda Continent. For him, if it is for the soldier's salary, food and needs that won't be a problem, because he also did the same thing in Euphorion. But for weapons, this sum of funds is too great. Instead of replacing all weapons every year, it is better for maintaining the existing weapons, so Asteria can save a lot of money. Moreover, many of the new weapons ended up in the warehouse. He extended his hand to his side and Frost handed him some list of weapons documents. He flipped the document over and placed it in front of them, showing them the numbers on the list.
"I have also checked your weapon list. Many of them have not been used for years and end up as iron wrecks in warehouses," he countered. 
"Iron wreck ?!" Chancellor Vello said in displeased tone.
"That's right. Chancellor Vello, I'm telling you. The best weapons are weapons that are used, not weapons stored in warehouses. Even the sharpest sword will turn into a useless blunt sword if stored for too long," he replied.
Chancellor Vello was silent, he knew his words had a point. Although it has become a necessity to prepare new weapons from year to year, making new weapons costs a lot of funds. In addition, many of these weapons are unused and 'die' in the warehouse.
He pointed another number in the financial statement document.
"This economic city development funds will also be in vain."
"What do you mean?!" said King Gervis irritably. Allocating the funds for economic city development is his idea.
"Building an economic city takes years, not just one or two months. If you just develop it now, before the city develops, Asteria has already fallen into the economic crisis," he explained.
King Gervis snorted in annoyance, his words did make sense but were there other ways to get Asteria out of the crisis?
"Do you have a better solution than that?" he said in a condescending tone.

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>His past play big role for his current internal conflict, please be patient.

Angelus Raizel Reinheart, the second prince of Asteria, better known as Asteria's Demon Prince.A mysterious accident took his father's life and cursed him with the power of darkness he never knew, making everyone doubt his identity. His uncle treats him as a war puppet even forcing him to relinquish his right to the king's throne and his cousin treats him like a sworn enemy. Feeling guilty for his father's death he decided to give his blind loyalty to his kingdom and accidentally fell in love with an unknown woman. But when things started going well, he was accused of rebelling and was brutally executed. A dark power revives him, but he's not the same person they once knew...

First Arc - King of Euphorion
Leaving his homeland, he lived as a hunter in a foreign kingdom but who knows in his journey that he discovered the truth that the power of darkness within him made him have another fate. The fate of a king who will carry a heavy burden for the entire Andromeda continent...

Second Arc - His Art of War
Five years have passed, after he erased his past and decided to protect what he had now, his family found him alive and attacked his kingdom. Experiencing a dilemma between the kingdom he must protect and his homeland, he finally decided to conquer his own father's kingdom and come back to his homeland as a real traitor... 

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Warning:
>This is an Action-Romance Fantasy Story. I won't follow the rules of the king/prince / princess has to be protected, instead, I will make them wield weapons and bring them to the front lines. It also has its own rules including about the throne inheritance that is different from the real world. 
>I'm not a pro writer, so there will be a lot of errors.
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Second Arc (His Art of War) – 32. It's Your Fault
After they finished their meal, the servants cleaned up the empty plates and utensils away. Soon, they quickly bowed and came out of the room.
"Shall we start our discussion?" he opened their conversation as his expression turned serious.
King Gervis sighed, trying to calm himself as he had expected the worst. While Chancellor Vello and the finance minister's expression turned tense. Their hearts started beating fast. 
"What do you want to talk about?" said King Gervis.
"I want to discuss Asteria's finances with you. But I will ask you a few things first." Frost gave him the financial statements, which he took and flipped it before turning his gaze to the finance minister.
"How long has it been since Asteria fell on the financial crisis?"
"About a year," answered the finance minister.
"Don't you have any reserve funds?"
"It does, but the funds have been used to cover last year's deficit."
'It means it's not just this year that Asteria has a deficit.'
"What are the main causes of this year's income decline? " he asked again.
"That's..." The finance minister looked hesitant to answer him.
"Didn't you attack us economically?" said King Gervis out of blue. His eyes glared at Angel.
He turned his gaze to King Gervis. Unhappy with his words. 
"If I say I didn't do it, do you believe me?" he said in a cold voice.
"Hmph! Nonsense!" said King Gervis sarcastically.
He gave them a cynical look while holding back his anger. He wanted to help them find a solution, but the first thing they did was blame him.
"Are you blaming me because my Innocent Wine and Passion tea are better than your Stardust Champagne and Twilight Tea? Or do you want to blame me because my economic city is more successful than yours? And destroying Pearl Gate City for that stupid reason ?!" His annoyance was absorbed in his tone.
"That's right! Didn't you do it to take down Asteria?! "said King Gervis in an escalating tone. He couldn't help himself but blame Angel for everything that had happened in Asteria.
Angel knew that King Gervis never liked him, but he had to be patient in order to save Asteria from this financial problem. He took a deep breath trying to calm himself, he could not let his emotions take over him or this discussion would only end in vain.
"I have examined this financial statement and found some problems in it," he said as he put the report on the table and leaned his back into his chair.
"First of all, there is no new innovation in your product. Stardust champagne and Twilight tea are more than fifty years old, if you don't innovate sooner or later the product will be left by people. Second, you are paying too much attention to long-term agricultural commodities without paying attention to short-term agricultural commodities, your financial flow is stuck in the form of agricultural products that cannot be harvested yet. Besides, you have no choice but to spend a lot of funds to meet people's demands by buying it from other kingdoms. Third, you spend a lot of funds on unimportant things. "
The finance minister frowned in confusion after hearing his words.
"Unimportant?" He was sure he had cut all unnecessary costs, reduced the party budget, even postponed the city wall repairments.
He leaned over his index finger pointing at a large number that was written on the financial statement.
"This is one of them. This weapons budget is too large."
Before the finance minister answered, Chancellor Vello interrupted him. A displeased look on his face. 
"Your Majesty, I'm sure you already know. The Asterian troops and knights only use the best weapons. The funds are needed to keep their weapons in the best condition," he said in a displeased tone.
He knew that every year Asteria would renew the weapons of the troops and old weapons would be melted down to make other equipment. Asteria did spend a lot of money to take care of the military, just to show how strong they were as the largest kingdom of the Andromeda Continent. For him, if it was for the soldiers' salary, food and needs that wouldn't be a problem, because he also did the same thing in Euphorion. But for weapons, this sum of funds was too great. Instead of replacing all weapons every year, it was better for maintaining the existing weapons, so Asteria could save a lot of money. Moreover, many of the new weapons ended up in the warehouse. He extended his hand to his side and Frost handed him some list of weapons documents. He flipped the document over and placed it in front of them, showing them the numbers on the list.
"I have also checked your weapon list. Many of them have not been used for years and end up as iron wrecks in warehouses," he countered.
"Iron wrecks ?!" said Chancellor Vello in a displeased tone.
"That's right. Chancellor Vello, I'm telling you. The best weapons are weapons that are used, not weapons stored in warehouses. Even the sharpest sword will turn into a useless blunt sword if stored for too long," he replied.
Chancellor Vello was silent, he knew his words had a point. Although it had become a necessity to prepare new weapons from year to year. Making new weapons cost a lot of funds. In addition, many of these weapons were unused and 'died' in the warehouse.
He pointed to another number in the financial statement document.
"This economic city development funds will also be in vain."
"What do you mean?!" said King Gervis irritably. Allocating the funds for economic city development was his idea.
"Building an economic city takes years, not just one or two months. If you just develop it now, before the city develops, Asteria has already fallen into the economic crisis," he explained.
King Gervis snorted in annoyance, his words did make sense but were there other ways to get Asteria out of the crisis?
"Do you have a better solution than that?" he said in a condescending tone.

He was a prince from the biggest kingdom in the Andromeda Continent.His family was the Holy Knight descendants who had killed the dark king. A mysterious accident took his father's life and cursed him with the dark power, making everyone doubt his identity. His uncle treated him as a war puppet even forcing him to relinquish his right to the king's throne and his cousin treated him like his nemesis.

Feeling guilty for his father's death he decided to give his blind loyalty to his kingdom and accidentally fell in love with an unknown woman. But after all, things started going well, he was accused of rebelling and was cruelly executed. A dark power revived him, but he was not the same person they once knew. This time he would rise again not only as a king but a king among the kings that conquered the land...

>This is love at first sight, but also a slow burn romance (Romance subplot)
>The story mostly about the MC's internal struggle
>Please expect a lot of battle and fighting scenes as well as some political maneuvers in this story
>The MC is cold for romance and mostly act by his status as a royalty
>His past play a big role please be patient
>This is not eye for an eye type of story

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During noon, Ming came to visit as promised. Over the past five months, Sato and Ming seemed to have switched positions when it came to physique. Sato was now the skinny and sickly boy, while Ming had gotten fitter from picking up running as a pastime. To be safe, Madel had conducted a full body pat down of Ming's body, even though Sato had already said that she could fully trust the young man that was coming to visit him.
 
"Hello, Sato." Written all over Ming's face was the word 'glad'. His heart had always been restless every time he thought back to his best friend that was stuck in bed. Seeing Sato in person now had relieved him from all the worries that piled on his shoulders.
 
"Hey, Ming. You look great." Sato smiled as he gave out a light laugh. He was extremely happy that he was able to speak to his best friend again. 
 
"Thank you. How is your body?"
 
"It's taking some time to get used to again. I've been doing rehabilitation treatment these days. My voice will come back sooner or later too."
 
"I see… I wish that you would recover faster then."
 
"Haha, thank you for your wishes." Sato's smile never left his face when speaking to Ming. He been wanting to speak to his best friend for the longest of times. "How have you been?"
 
"Life has taken a turn for the better for me…" Ming proceeded to recall the past five month's major events for Sato. He told the boy about him coming out to his family and as a result, was kicked out of the house. He told Sato about how he had become friends with his interesting boy that was now a national soccer player for Country Z. He told Sato about his living condition and his predicament. That last statement soon led to Ming's second purpose for visiting Sato today. 
 
"The reason why I visited today was not just to check on you," There was a sense of longing in Ming's voice as he spoke to his best friend, "I came today to tell you that I had received the Black Box Financial Aid Program."
 
"The Black Box Financial Aid Program? Are you talking about the Black Box Space Program? The company you had been thinking about working as a mechanical engineer ever since you had entered university?" Sato couldn't be happier for his best friend, yet he felt that Ming was still hiding something from him. It all became clear soon after.
 
"Yeah, the Black Box Space Program had accepted my application.." Ming paused in his thoughts. He took in a deep breath as he broke the news to the young man. "The financial aid scheme is a joint program that requires me to continue my studies in Muller's Institute of Sciences and Technology. As you know, that University is in Country U. This means that this would be the last time I would be seeing you in a long time."
 
"Oh, when are you leaving?" Sato's voice became bleak.
 
"This coming Sunday."
 
"This really is the last time I will be seeing you…" Sato's eyes turned watery involuntarily. Wanting to hide his tears, he was not even able to look at Ming and was just looking down at his legs. 
 
"That is not true, Sato. We could always call each other, right?" Ming knew that Sato was crying. He had observed the boy's mannerisms for a whole year and knew what Sato was doing. Pulling Sato into his embrace, Ming gave the boy a warm hug. Compared to the past him, the Li Ming now just wanted to comfort his best friend. "I will always be there for you when you need me. Just drop me a call and I will help you as best as I could over the phone."
 
Hearing Ming's mature thought process, Sato quickly wiped his tears away. With the technology of today, it was indeed not hard to keep in contact with his best friend. 
 
"Alright. You promise that you will pick up your phone when I call you?" Sato pulled himself away as he looked at Ming in the eye. 
 
"Of course, I promise to pick up the phone when you call." Ming smiled back warmheartedly. 
 
"That's fine then. You can go overseas and get that dream job of yours." Sato was happy for his best friend. He was truly happy for all that Ming had achieved using his own efforts. "What will you be doing until you leave for Country U?"
 
"I have to break the news to my new friend." Ming's face had a complicated expression that Sato could not understand. Since Ming did not want to share further, Sato chose to just support him unconditionally.
 
"Have some confidence in yourself. You already broke the news to me. So it should not be so hard to tell this friend of yours."
 
"Haha. He is very stubborn, so it would probably be much harder to tell him."
 
"Really? I feel like I am a pretty stubborn person too." 
 
"Nah, you're not too much yourself." The pair of boys laughed ceremoniously together, already forgetting about the sad news that they shared between the both of them. The two of them reminisced about the past and how they had met. They had come so far as individuals and eventually, started walking down their own path of life. Thinking back, the game that had brought the both of them closer, Ray of Light, was not played by either of them at the moment.
 
Sato was sick for five months and now that he was back, he had other more important things to do than enjoy his favourite game. For Ming, the boy had been fully focused on improving his GPA and scoring the Financial aid program. He had not touched the game for an even longer time than Sato. It would be a while before either of them would play the game again, much less play it together. 
 
"A temporary goodbye, Sato." Heading back home, Ming turned around at the door to look at Sato who was supporting himself up. "A temporary goodbye…"

Sato had to drop out of university as he lacked the funds to continue his education. Due to some unfortunate encounters, his original scholarship funds had disappeared and now he was forced to earn enough to carry on his education journey.

As such, he saw a advertisement ad recruiting a personal assistant in the military. Anyone could be eligible and not only that, the pay was high too. Immediately Sato applies for it, where he soon finds out that it was to be the Personal Assistant for a Major General of the Army of Country Z.

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"What?" The coffee cup in Sameer's hand froze midair on its way to his lips. 
"You heard me." Her eyes bored into his. That unflinching, unblinking gaze that made him uneasy. 
"I thought you were on the pill."
"I got off during the safe period."
Not safe enough. "What're you going to do now?" 
"I don't know."
He put the cup down and wiped the spill with the paper napkin. He realized he had made a faux pas on the you; he wanted to say something to make it better, but couldn't think of anything. Eventually, he blurted, "We'll find a way. I've a friend in Holy Child  he could refer us to a good gynecologist for abortion—"
"I didn't say I wanted to abort."
What? "What do you want to do?" 
"I don't know."
What did she know then? 
#
That conversation hadn't gone too well, Sameer thought, as he drove to the office. He should have been more supportive. But he had felt ambushed; she had just sprung the news on him. 
The car moved sluggishly in the morning traffic on Ashoka Road. Hundreds of little steel cocoons ferrying their passengers to destinations they hated. Sameer wanted to know more. How far along was she, when did she find out and how long did she take to tell him? But she had shut him out of the conversation with her cryptic 'I don't knows'. 
The light on Barakhamba Road turned red as Sameer was about to cross and he braked sharply, inviting horns from the cars behind him. Still, he should have been gentler. It must be a major emotional upheaval for her. He would make it up to her. 
Sameer sat still in his car after parking. Not quite ready to face the office. 
He had come in early; he wanted to get in unnoticed. Finally, he got out and walked to his office. After entering the reception area, he walked briskly to his room, looking straight ahead, ignoring the usual early birds, and closed the door behind him. The public issue was a couple of weeks away and there was a lot to do. Losing himself in work was the only way to keep sane. To escape the all-consuming quicksand of remorse. 
His office was even messier than usual. His in-tray overflowed  correspondence from merchant bankers and underwriters on the public issue, budget projections for the next year, auditors' schedule. Neena had stacked all financial reports on the table, a mini hill of paper. Two folders with urgent tabs sat on his chair. 
As the day progressed, interactions with others became necessary. He called Neena, the zombie, who looked as disoriented as ever, mismatched clothes, hair frayed.She sat down with a writing pad in her hand, formal and detached  and left immediately after they finished as if she couldn't bear to be in the same room as him. 
At eleven, he met with his full team  Kartik, Neha, Arjun and Neena. Kartik wore his usual smirk and tried to be smart on a couple of occasions. Off color jokes about Sameer's firsthand knowledge of inner workings of Ketan's office  a reference to Ritu. 
The phone rang as he finished his lunch of a chicken salad sandwich delivered to his room. He hadn't stepped outside his room except to go to the toilet. Single ring; an outside call. 
"Mr. Sameer Chadha?"
"Yes?"
"This is Nikhil Roy from Financial News. I'm doing a feature on Stonewell's public issue. Can I speak with you for a few minutes?"
Nikhil Roy. Wow. One of the best-known financial journalists in Delhi. He slid his butt back on the chair and sat upright. "Mr Roy, perhaps it would be best if you spoke with Mr Ketan Pandit, our CFO. He's out of the country but will be back later this week."
"I know Mr Pandit is out of the country. He suggested I talk to you. I have a few basic questions about your last quarter's financial statements."
That didn't sound good. 
Pause. 
"This shouldn't take more than ten minutes," Roy persisted. 
I am going to get screwed. S-c-r-e-w-e-d. 
Roy began, "Interestingly, Stonewell reports a twenty seven percent increase in sales and the margins are better too while the industry trends for most pharmaceutical companies producing basic drugs are downwards—" 
The pen in his hand doodled a jagged line on the writing pad in front of him. "Mr Roy, I really don't know the market too well. Perhaps, you would want to talk to someone in marketing."
"But a twenty seven percent increase in sales, when the industry average is a decline of twelve percent?"
"I know I mean I don't know. I'm not the best person to talk to about this." 
"Do you think you could send me the details of the sales statements so that I can look up the top sellers? It would help my feature."
He stopped drawing. "They are on the company website along with the published results."
"Thanks for your time, Mr Chadha."
Whew. His palms were sweaty. He exhaled deeply and focused his attention on the tasks related to the public issue  pleased he had the discipline to concentrate on what was critical at that time. 
Around five in the evening, his phone rang, as he concluded a long discussion with SBI Capital Markets. It was Roy again. 
"Mr Chadha, thanks for referring me to your website. Very useful. I have a couple of follow up questions. I hope you don't mind."
Oh, I do mind. But I don't have a choice. You didn't say no to Nikhil Roy. 
"In the top sellers, I see two brands  Insusave and Wavetor  which I believe are anti-diabetic and cardiovascular drugs. I thought Stonewell hadn't ventured into those categories. Can you please clarify that?"
Holy crap. 
He squeezed his eyes shut. "Are you there, Mr Chadha?"
"Aahyes." 
"I thought I had lost you there. So are these drugs in Stonewell's repertoire now?"
"These details come from sales people. I can connect you to them, if you like." He rubbed his forehead with his fingers. 
"That may not be necessary," Roy said, "I've done my research. These are Bio-chem products, which is an allied company. Wasn't too hard. All it required was a visit to the chemist around the corner."
Oh God. 
"I've one more question for you. Did Stonewell acquire a majority stake in Bio-Chem before March? My information is it was done in May  and probably you are best placed to answer this question  not the sales people." 
Sameer sat frozen. 
"Mr Chadha?"
"You're right." 
"I am? I see. Bio-chem sales have been included in Stonewell financial statements for March even though Stonewell's shareholding in the company at that point was less than fifty percent" 
He continued, after a pause, not getting any rebuttal, "which is contrary to Companies Law, tax laws and in direct violation of SEBI guidelines unless of course I am unaware of any sweeping changes made in laws you'd like to enlighten me with."
Sameer's temples throbbed as he tried the escalate-and-delay tactic once more. "Mr Roy, I am afraid these are issues on which I've no authority to speak. I suggest you talk to the CFO or Director Finance—"
"I don't think there's a need," Roy responded, "And besides you would perhaps remember, you signed those financial statements."
The Chance card in Monopoly. Go directly to Jail. Do not pass Go. 
"But"
"I can't believe a Company like Stonewell stooped to an action so clumsy, so crude. What were you thinking?"
"Please listen. I'll talk to the Board  we'll withdraw these statements" He stood up. 
"Don't you think it's a bit late for that? Whatever you do, Mr Chadha, please make sure you buy a copy of Financial News tomorrow morning. It's going to be sensational."




Rajat Narula: I work for the World Bank as a lead financial management specialist.   
My first novel, The Jasmine Bloom, was published in 2017.  Azalea Heights is my second novel.  The Jasmine Bloom has been accepted by Fairfax County Library.  
Besides, The Jasmine Bloom, I have published several poems and two series of articles.    
I have lived in India, Indonesia and USA.  

Sameer Chadha is in a mid-life crisis, unhappy with everything around him, even his name. His corporate career is languishing and he is increasingly alienated from his family.  His wife Kavita, a part-time poet and a full-time mother, lives more in the past than the present.  When their lives collide with that of Ritu, a younger woman coping with an abusive husband and an autistic son, a chain of events gets triggered that puts all their lives into a tailspin.  The Jasmine Bloom is a story of love, lust, ruin and resurrection.  It is a commentary on the fragility of modern family life; of terrible secrets and shocking choices.  However, at its core, it is the tale of a man learning to be happy in the here and now.

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Kong Wenhan walked towards Chu Chen and Yan Luoshui, deliberately pretending to have a chance encounter.
"Huh, Miss Yan?"
Stopping in front of Chu Chen and Yan Luoshui, Kong Wenhan said "surprised".
"I didn't expect to see it here."
After thinking for a while, Yan Luoshui only remembered who Kong Wenhan was.
"Hello." Yan Luoshui replied politely.
In the next second, without waiting for Yan Luoshui or Chu Chen's consent, Kong Wenhan directly moved a seat from the free table beside him, and sat beside Chu Chen and Yan Luoshui.
"Long time no see, Miss Yan is getting more and more beautiful."
Sitting down, Kong Wenhan said flatly.
 
After all, Kong Wenhan looked at Chu Chen and asked in a "kindly" question: "Who is this Mr. Like, is Miss Yan's subordinate?"
"No, he is my boyfriend, Chu Chen."
Yan Luoshui answered without hesitation.
Hearing this, Kong Wenhan was stunned, and suddenly felt that his whole body was green and green. Before he could confess, the goddess Yan became someone else's?
"Oh."
Holding back, Kong Wenhan said to Chu Chen:
"I don't know what Mr. Chu does?"
Kong Wenhan checked Chu Chen's identity for the last time just in case.
"It's nothing, it's dribbling."
Didi?
Hearing this, Kong Wenhan was completely relieved.
It turned out to be really a trash boy with little strength.
So everything is easy to say.
Kong Wenhan regained his self-confidence, and what about becoming a boyfriend, even if it is married, is not indivisible.
It is not the first time that he has done something like prying a corner.
"It's okay to open Didi, free and easy, not as annoying as I am, sitting in the office every day."
Kong Wenhan looked depressed:
"Especially now, when I am promoted to become the chief financial officer, I have a lot of work. The most irritating thing is that I have worked so hard and the salary is only 1 million in a year."
Kong Wenhan said, pretending to be angry.
He finished pretending to be forced, and Chu Chen should be surprised in the next second.
One million, for an open Didi, even five years can not make it.
What he never expected was that after he finished speaking, Chu Chen also spoke:
"It's really pitiful."
"Cough cough cough."
Hearing Chu Chen's words, Kong Wenhan suddenly felt a pain in his chest and coughed violently.
Is it really pitiful?
If he said it himself, then it is a low-key, one million annual salary is indeed a lot.
But Chu Chen of Didi said so, then...
Even a Didi driver dare to taunt him?
"By the way, you may not know it. Recently, our Euro-Italian Financial Company is preparing to go public."
Kong Wenhan flaunted.
Hearing this, even Yan Luoshui raised his brows. Is Ouyi Financial Company ready to go public?
 
 
"European Financial Corporation?"
Chu Chen also murmured.
He seems to be impressed?
"What's wrong, Mr. Chu also knows our company?"
Seeing Chu Chen's expression, Kong Wenhan thought Chu Chen was shocked?
"The one in Yunfan Building?"
Suddenly, Chu Chen thought.
After I got the ownership of Yunfan Building, I added some phone numbers on my mobile phone.
Among them, there is Zhong Xinghua, the president of Euro-Italian Financial Corporation.
"Yes, that's the Yunfan Building."
Kong Wenhan became proud when Chu Chen knew his company.
Heard of their company, then Chu Chen must know the strength of their company.
"Our Euro-Italian Financial Company rented two full floors of Yunfan Building, which is one of the best among all companies in Yunfan Building."
"The rent alone pays tens of millions every year."
Kong Wenhan continued to show off.
Hearing this, Chu Chen nodded.
As the owner of Yunfan Building, how much money Ouyi Financial Company pays every year, does he still know?
When it comes to their company, Kong Wenhan becomes extremely proud.
"Don't talk about Jiangzhou, even in Tiannan Province, our Euro-Italian Financial Company is well-known. In the last quarter, our net income was as high as 70 million."
"The market value of our company this time is at least 1.5 billion."
Kong Wenhan chattered and showed off.
Chu Chen was sitting next to him, watching the show.
"Speaking of our company, the most powerful one is the boss Zhong Xinghua, the boss Zhong."
"Starting from scratch, it took just ten years to build such a big company."
"Now, when countless big figures in Jiangzhou see him, they will try their best to please him."
Speaking of Mr. Zhong in their company, Kong Wenhan was extremely excited.
Mr. Zhong is his idol, and his goal in life is to become a big man like Mr. Zhong.
Yan Luoshui's cell phone rang suddenly, and Yan Luoshui went out to answer the phone.
Only Chu Chen and Kong Wenhan were left, and Kong Wenhan's expression suddenly became gloomy.
 
"Give you 200,000, leave Luoshui."
After looking around, Kong Wenhan said coldly.
After Kong Wenhan finished speaking, Chu Chen did not answer, but looked at Kong Wenhan as if he was a clown.
Kong Wenhan thought that Chu Chen felt that there was little money, so he took out a bank card.
"There are 300,000 in it, don't have to make an inch."
Kong Wenhan stood up.
"For you, a Didi, 300,000 is already a sky-high price."
"Hurry up and leave Yan Luoshui, otherwise, I will make you look good!"
"I tell you, Mr. Zhong of our company is very optimistic about me. In the future, I will be the vice president of Euro-Italian Financial Corporation, a real big man."
"If you offend me, I don't need to say what you end up with."
Kong Wenhan was extremely arrogant.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with no anger and prestige walked down from the second floor. He was the boss of Euro-Italian Financial Corporation, Zhong Xinghua.
Next to Zhong Xinghua, there are several other company bosses, all rich in Jiangzhou.
Today, Zhong Xinghua has a party with them.
Once down, Zhong Xinghua happened to see Chu Chen not far away.
"Is it Mr. Chu?"
Zhong Xinghua was taken aback.
His contract for renting the fourth and fifth floors of Yunfan Building is about to expire.
He wanted to talk to the new owner of Yunfan Building before, but he had no chance.
Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence today, I actually met this mysterious Mr. Chu.
In the next second, Zhong Xinghua left his companions and walked quickly towards Chu Chen.
Seeing this ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the other CEOs were taken aback and were very surprised. What happened to Lao Zhong, so he followed.
Kong Wenhan just stood there arrogantly after he had finished with Chu Chen.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure passing by him.
What?
Isn't this Mr. Zhong?
Before Kong Wenhan could speak, Zhong Xinghua spoke first.
It's just that Zhong Xinghua didn't speak to Kong Wenhan, but said to Chu Chen very flatteringly:
"Mr. Chu, hello, I am Zhong Xinghua, the CEO of Euro-Italian Financial Company."
"You can call me old clock."
"Hello."
Chu Chen and Zhong Xinghua shook hands.
By the side, watching this scene, Kong Wenhan was directly silly.
what?
Just call me old clock?
Is this still the prestigious boss of their company? !

This not mine work. 
sorry for the bad English and format

Even as he thought about Sorokin's information, Han Xiao's expression was normal, and he commented on Sorokin's words with a voice full of interest.
"How can we cooperate?"
As he spoke, Sorokin smiled. "The Flickering World is a rare business opportunity. I heard that the Crimson Dynasty will divide the territory of its allies that participated in the exploration. When the new Star Field opens in the future, the Flickering World will be integrated into the universe, which will usher in a period of explosive development. The dynasty's allies who sit on these sites will be the biggest winners, so we hope to invest heavily in the Black Star Army and build the site ahead of time with you.
"The Limitless Financial Group invests in the entire universe and does not miss any business opportunities. Presumably, you know of our financial resources. Our help will make the construction more efficient."
"That's right. The market value of the Limitless Financial Group… is indeed frightening. I do not doubt your capabilities." Han Xiao nodded.
Many subsidiaries of the Limitless Financial Group had been listed on the Interstellar Stock Market in different regions. Their market value was transparent and open, easily checked, and the amount of Enas they possessed made people who were unaware of it think that Enas were some inferior currency.
Resources were often gathered like this in the hands of a few. In the galactic age, the gap between the rich and poor was like the difference between a beast on a planet surface compared with a galactic resident.
The development of the territory in the Flickering World would inevitably be supported by various financial groups. This was also a means of cost saving and cooperation. The Crimson Dynasty tacitly agreed that the allies could sign contracts with financial groups to develop the territory together.
It sounded as though there was no problem, but this guy, Sorokin… Han Xiao did not show any changes in facial expression while evaluating the man before him.
Seeing that Black Star did not show any confirmation, Sorokin narrowed his eyes and continued speaking. "The Black Star Army is now a huge business and dominates the Shattered Star Ring. In terms of financial resources, it does not lose out to the first-tier financial groups due to its deep background and connections. With an extensive network, along with support from the dynasty, it will definitely attract countless galactic residents to invest. It is not difficult to multiple its market value."
"Your meaning is?" Han Xiao raised a brow.
Sorokin smiled. "Our Limitless Financial Group has experience in this area. If the Black Star Army agrees, we are happy to help you…"
"We can talk about this in the future." Han Xiao cut in. This idea was the real essence of growing leeks, but it came with its own disadvantages, and he temporarily did not wish to dabble in this.
Hearing this, Sorokin also put down this topic. He asked, "Then, what does Your Excellency Black Star think of my proposal?"
Han Xiao thought about it before asking, "It's not just myself that has a territory in the Flickering World. Based on normal circumstances, the financial groups will only move when the territory gets divided, so why are you guys approaching me for cooperation when everyone still has not chosen?"
"Haha, I have inside information because I have contacts within the Crimson Dynasty. Even without these connections, thanks to your contributions in the battle of Planet Lighthouse and the Fall of EsGod, plus the Evolution Cube that is in your hands, the territory given to you by the dynasty will be the best. In this case, why should I hesitate?"
Sorokin had a big smile on his face.
There were no falsehoods in his words. Even if he had no relationship with the dynasty, the best choice would still be the Black Star Army. With Han Xiao's current record and importance, everyone knew that the Black Star Army would be given the largest and best piece of meat.
A pity…
"Is that so?" Han Xiao deeply looked at Sorokin.
This guy's words were sincere and aligned with their interests. He seemed like he sincerely wished to work with him…
However, because of Sorokin's involvement in the Gulal civil war, Han Xiao was already alert to him. He hesitated a while before asking, "If I agree to work with you, are you prepared to sign the contract now?"
"That's not the case." Sorokin shook his head and chuckled. "I'm just here to reach a preliminary arrangement. The specific details can only be formed after the site is confirmed. Of course, the main reason I came over was because you insisted on me coming to attend Black Star's Party. Such big business needs me to be here in person, and I also admire what you've done so far."
To say such flattering words so easily, there's no air of a Beyond Grade A about him, Han Xiao thought.
At this moment, Han Xiao thought of something and said, "Ok. Then I have no objections."
"Then, I wish our cooperation a success." Sorokin laughed.
Han Xiao did not laugh and changed the topic. "That's right. I heard that the Limitless Financial Group has many Beyond Grade A shareholders, and there are even Ancient Ones among them, such as the Mechanic Emperor Manison and even allies from the dynasty."
"That's right."
"The Limitless Financial Group trades its shareholder position for resources and protection, am I right?"
"Yes."
"Oh, since you wish to cooperate, a verbal promise is unsuitable. In the future, since the Flickering World still has a long time ahead for development, if I become a shareholder of the Limitless Financial Group, then I can naturally cooperate fully with the financial group… I think that my name, Black Star, still has some weight in the universe. Your Excellency Sorokin, do you think that I have the qualifications for a shareholder position with my current status and resources?"
Through the Gulal civil war, Han Xiao had discovered the Limitless Financial Group's attempt to steal his 'food', so he wished to break into the Limitless Financial Group and find out who was trying to snatch his rice bowl.
"This…" Sorokin had an awkward expression.
Han Xiao's eyes gleamed, and he purposely deepened his voice. "Oh? It seems you think that I don't have the qualifications."
"Of course not." Sorokin shook his head, but he was laughing coldly to himself.
I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications.
To want a shareholder position the first time we meet, your appetite is really big. It seems like your battle records have made you proud and reckless…
While Sorokin thought this, he displayed a helpless expression on his face.
"Your Excellency Black Star, you have the qualifications, but with the size of the Limitless Financial group, the shareholder position is not given out easily. Even if I'm willing, the others may not be willing, and there's only one shareholder for each of the three Universal Civilizations. The dynasty already has someone occupying a seat… You understand what I mean."
"Ah, so it's like that." Han Xiao nodded. Another method for the three Universal Civilizations to keep each other in check.
This reason seemed to be easy to use, with no way to figure out their thoughts.
"If that's the case, then let's not talk about such things for now. No matter what, to be able to meet another Beyond Grade A today, I'm really happy." Han Xiao glanced at Sorokin. "Are you interested in a spar?"
"I'll give it a miss. I'm not good at combat." Sorokin waved his hands while laughing.
"Haha, come on, a Beyond Grade A saying that they are not good at combat? You must be joking."
"I might be a Beyond Grade A, but I don't like to fight and have not exchanged blows with anyone for a long time. My skills have long regressed, and besides, with Your Excellency Black Star's renown in the universe, I admit that I will not be your opponent."
Saying this, Sorokin stood up and smiled. "If I'm not wrong, you still need to meet others, right? I've also just arrived and need to arrange my subordinates. Let's stop here for the day. I'll come and visit again tomorrow and chat more. How about that?"
"Alright." Hearing this, Han Xiao could only nod. The guest had come from afar, so he could not forcibly make Sorokin stay.
Sorokin smiled, and after exchanging communicator numbers, he left the room.
After he left, Han Xiao frowned.
"This guy has a seamless defense. If he doesn't agree to spar, then I'll need to think of another idea…"
Sorokin was also a person of influence, and he came all the way to discuss a possibility of cooperation, so Han Xiao could not show any hatred. He did not know the intentions of the other party, and if he ended up antagonizing them, that would be bad.
While Sorokin seemed very sincere on the surface, Han Xiao felt that the other party did not really want to work with him.
Recalling their conversation previously, Han Xiao found it difficult to read Sorokin's personality, as though he was wearing a mask the whole time.
"I don't even know what he's thinking…" Han Xiao rubbed his temples, helplessly sighing.
Conversing with such people was the most taxing.
…
This year, the Tyrant's Party and Black Star's Party were held at the same time. The civilizations of Shattered Star Ring could not afford to snub either one, so they also sent messengers to follow the habits of previous years to attend the Tyrant's Party.
On the top floor of the Bloodshed Land's palace, Heber stood in front of a huge window. Outside the window was a black and gray fortress, as well as stars that spanned across the entire universe. His gaze was fixed toward the residences of the emissaries.
In recent years, these messengers would take advantage of the time before the party to network with the others, but now, there was almost no movement from these emissaries. Most of them stayed within their rooms, and the hall appeared cold and deserted, like stagnant water.
Because Black Star's Party was livelier, the civilizations of the Shattered Star Ring all regarded Black Star's Party as the main stage of communication, and the Tyrant's Party was a secondary occasion. Matters to be discussed could be done on one side, and they did not need to move on the other.
Right now, these people participated in Tyrant's Party more as a way to show their face, rather than as a grand and lively occasion.
"Humph, Black Star."
Heber's expression was tense, and the fist behind him was clenched tight.
At this point, his Chief Staff Officer Jorde walked in. Walking behind Heber, he whispered, "Your Excellency Heber, the emissary from the Limitless Financial Group has arrived. She's waiting outside."
"Let her in." Heber did not even turn back.
A moment later, Lovell walked into the room. Gazing at the huge figure in front of the window, a wave of pressure assaulted her.
She calmed her mind and whispered, "I greet Your Excellency Heber."
She was not even at the Calamity Grade and could not maintain the bearing her father Sorokin had in front of Han Xiao.
"I heard the Limitless Financial Group wants to work with us." Heber indifferently glanced at Lovell.
"That's right. It's regarding the Flickering World. We…"
"You wish to be an investor, right? Such small matters need not be discussed with me. You may look for the respective officer." Heber withdrew his gaze, uninterested.
Lovell gritted her teeth before taking out a letter. "His Excellency Sorokin tasked me with delivering this to you."
"Letter?" Heber's brows furrowed.
In this age where electronic communication was so convenient and efficient, a handwritten letter only meant that there was a need for secrecy. Heber was suspicious; he did not have any dealings with Sorokin, so why would the latter send him a letter? What did he mean? It was definitely not going to be a love letter.
Heber then turned to face Lovell, and with a gesture, the letter landed in his hands. The moment he opened it, his pupils shrank, and his expression became solemn.
"No wonder…"
Heber waved his hands, and the letter turned to ash before disintegrating into atoms. He gazed at Jorde. "Leave for now."
Jorde was surprised, but he bowed and left, closing the door on his way out.
With only two of them in the room, a ray of light flashed past Heber's eyes, and energy rushed out, filling the room and isolating any external detection.
"You guys wish for me to deal with the Black Star Army?"
"That's right." Lovell nodded.
"Humph, ridiculous!" Heber coldly replied. "While I have issues with Black Star, we're still allies of the dynasty, and I can't do anything about him. You've come to the wrong person."
Lovell took a deep breath. Recalling what Sorokin had taught her, she said, "Black Star has only been around for twenty years, but how many years have you already been in the Shattered Star Ring? Black Star came later, but his business is flourishing, and his influence has surpassed yours. Your Excellency, are you willing to watch this continue?"
Heber's expression was indifferent, but he did not refute.
"As for your ally, the Crimson Dynasty, they have always been biased toward the Black Star Army. Have you thought about why that's so…"
Heber cut in. "He has the Evolution Cube, and I don't have anything. It's that simple."
"Yes!" Lovell's voice rose a notch. "That's the crux!"
"Humph, so you want me to help you take his Evolution Cube?" Sarcasm laced Heber's words.
"Of course not. We just need to come out with a way to make him lose the Evolution Cube. There's a difference between the two."
"Oh? What is that?"
"It's almost impossible to rob, and the federation as well as the church will not rashly act. So, what we want is for Black Star to willingly give up his Evolution Cube."
Heber almost burst into laughter. "Pass the Evolution Cube to an outsider? Do you think Black Star is a fool? I understand that b*stard Black Star. It's easier for your Limitless Financial Group to go bankrupt tomorrow than for him to pass over his Evolution Cube."
"No, I did not mean it that way. What if… we could make Black Star surrender the Evolution Cube to the dynasty?" Lovell replied.
Heber narrowed his eyes, seemingly interested.
"Go on."


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

Following the debacle, Sea Dream Disciples came to carry out the Primal Sun Sect's collapsed Gods and finalize the trade. The Ravmalaks had no other choice but to surrender the 50 billion at their disposal before requesting more from the headquarters. When the news reached Surya, and he realized that good son of his cheated himself out of half their treasury for 2500 True Gods, Surya staggered, struggling to maintain his composure.
In his bid to become an Overgod, God-Jade was of critical importance. To let go of a few billion for valuable resources was something he could accept. But half his treasury for True Gods? To say nothing of 2500. Even if it were 25000, he still wouldn't accept it! Alas, the deal was set in stone. Challenging the result was tantamount to challenging the Warden, a deed he didn't have the ability to survive. At the end of the day, he wasn't the Chthonian Primogen!
Fortunately, he'd already moved against the Sea Dream Temple. When Daksha perished and Kama took control of the sect, he would get it all back plus interests! Swallowing his ire, Surya dispatched the funds, then vanished in secluded cultivation. Meanwhile, within the Auction Hall, the situation grew tenser. On the scene, only the Primal Sun Sect and the Eternal Void Palace had the capital to challenge the Sea Dream Temple on wealth. Having neither treasury nor Primogen, the Radiant Light Mountain's best efforts didn't amount to more than 5 billion. How could they fight?
Now, thanks to the Primal Sun Sect's stupidity, the Sea Dream Temple could count on an extra 50.05 billion. Even if the Eternal Void Palace was willing to go bankrupt, they couldn't compete. And little did they know how right they were. If before, having plundered two Cardinal Sects and Primogens' corpses, Konrad already had the means to crush several unharmed Cardinal Sects in net worth, the Primal Sun Sect's generosity ensured he could trample all without disturbances.
As for those True Gods, they would never reach the sect's headquarters. The auction resumed, with one batch following another.
Heide snatched the Void God batch for 100 million and the Nihility God batch for 1.5 billion. Starting with the High God batch all sects desperately fought, making the price shoot up to 12 billion. Still, Heide snatched it. The Cosmic God batch she seized for 29 billion, the seven Ancestral Gods for 66 billion, and the half-step Legendary God for 55 billion.
At the end of the auction's first round, Konrad's party had already spent 163.6 billion. Half of which would return to the Sea Dream Temple. Originally, the gathered factions and deities believed that after such expenses, even if they would see half that money back, they couldn't afford to snatch all the Goddesses. Alas, Chandra's 3000 consorts all fell into Konrad's grasp for a whopping 262.5 billion. With a total of 426.1 billion, half of which they'd had to submit to the Heaven Warding Temple, none doubted that the Sea Dream Temple fell into bankruptcy. Perhaps the Primal Sun Sect's "donation" would help them stay afloat, but dark financial days awaited them all.
But if at first, that thought made many deities jubilate, when they recalled the legions of God-slaves now boosting the Sea Dream Temple's strength, they couldn't help but release helpless sighs.
"More than 2700 Gods and 3000 Goddesses, all bound by Soul-Rewiring Seals. A boost of 300 High Deities, 30 Cosmic Deities, 9 Ancestral Deities, and 2 half-step Legendary Deities. With such gains, didn't the Sea Dream Temple just trade its treasury for global hegemony?"
Some rationalized. Meanwhile, startling news spread outside. On the road back to the Primal Sun Sect, a Ravmalakh elder rebelled, snatched the space bag containing the Three Realms' most expensive True Gods, and vanished from sight! The news sent the Primal Sun Sect into chaos. But locked in seclusion, Surya wouldn't hear of it anytime soon.
The auction came to an end, and after paying the Heaven Warding Temple's dues, Konrad seized his gains and left the hall to return to the Sea Dream Temple. There, a commotion awaited. 
...
Within the Celestial World, news traveled fast. And when the "Sea Dream Temple's expenses" reached the elders, their eyes widened in fright. The Financial Elder, in particular, couldn't believe his ears, because better than his peers, he knew the Sea Dream Temple didn't have that kind of funds. In God-Jade alone, they only had 190 billion. How could they afford those expenses? Unless they liquidated the entire treasury, that wasn't possible!
Alarmed, the five Mara elders rushed toward the treasury, only to find their access revoked. Even the Financial Elder couldn't dive in!
"What is the meaning of this? Did Rati revoke even my access?"
The Financial Elder wondered while his peers' eyes shone with skepticism. And as if to answer their inquiries, Rati's voice echoed within their minds.
"From now on, Rudra holds the post of Financial Elder. All matters related to the Sea Dream Temple's finances will be handled by him and only him. You may disperse."
Rati declared in a firm, uncompromising tone. And as the yoke of indignation stifled the elders' hearts, little did they know that she was acting in their best interest. The treasury wasn't missing a dime. If those old fools went in and realized that truth, questions would soar.
Questions that'd require Konrad's handling. Although he could deal with them without blood loss, a few swats here and there was inevitable. For the sake of their survival, they'd best never set foot into that treasury again. Alas, in the elders' minds, those words held completely different implications.
"Rati, you're going too far! Even if you wish to indulge your lover's excesses, you can't do it at the Temple's expenses! As the Acting Temple Lord, how can you be this shameless?!"
The now-former Financial Elder snarled in indignation, immediately gathering the support of his peers.
"The Sea Dream Temple is not a brothel. We can't sell our underpants for you to keep your boy toy happy! When did you become this muddled? Snap out of it!"
The Law Enforcement Elder followed with the eyes of a bull eager to gore his target. Blessed by Daksha himself in ancient times, those two were the most senior elders with a cultivation base half-step into the Legendary God rank. Within the Sea Dream Temple, their words carried enormous weight.
If at first, Rati wished to handle this fairly, when she heard the words "lover" and "boy toy," her mind underwent a 180 degrees turn.
"Oh? Interesting. As I've heard, within hours of becoming an elder, my - boy toy - used one auction to more than triple our military might while you old wastes failed to produce a single, helpful policy to revitalize our sect. Now you want to fault the both of us? Very well.
The Law Enforcement Elder is relieved of all his duties. I hereby create a High Elder position charged to handle both the Law and Finances. Naturally, Rudra shall hold the post.
Dissatisfied?
If you dare complain, I dare swat you. 
What can you do?"
Rati proclaimed, taking a page from Konrad's book. And faced with the most despotic display of nepotism and power abuse they'd seen in their innumerable years of life, the elders staggered, not knowing what to do.


Government intelligence agencies realized that Konrad, the world’s number one wife robber, was endowed with a supreme weapon allowing him to turn the purest of maidens into hungry beasts: The Golden Rod!

Eager to obtain that marvelous weapon for their own nefarious purposes, powerful politicians send their teams after him, hoping to capture and analyze the rod. Konrad was chased from one corner of the world to another and ultimately cornered. But in a fit of fury, he chose to destroy what they worked so hard to obtain!

“Screw your ten thousand ancestors! Only I can wield the golden rod! Since you want it so badly, then fetch its remains!”

He howled as he aimed a gun at the golden rod. But suddenly, the sky darkened, and purple lightning struck him from above.

“Fool! This is a national treasure! Who gave you the right to harm it?”

The Happiness God roared in indignation while sending Konrad into reincarnation. 

“This time put the treasure to better use. Complete all the quests, and I might even let you enjoy the sweet fruits of paradise!”

“God, I won’t disappoint you!” 

Happiness God even gave him a tailor-made system. But there was one problem, he was reborn in the body of a half-incubus eunuch caned to death for offending the emperor’s favorite consort!

*YIKES* 

Empresses, imperial consorts, princesses, daughters of powerful families. Within the confines of the Holy Flame City, no beauty is safe from Konrad’s demonic clutches.

“Finally, a body matching my demonism.”

“To all the beauties of this world, I announce that your conquest now begins!”



Tags: Harem, System, R-18, Mature, Reincarnation, Anti-Hero, Shameless Protagonist, Overpowered Protagonist, Immoral Protagonist, Dual Cultivation, Demons, Politics, Comedy, Face-smacking.

Author's note: You can expect a lot of smut, comedy, and face-smacking. If any of this bothers you, this is not for you. 
I do not own the cover.
I'm evil.
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Qiao Yu took a deep breath. "Yes. I accept your offer, Miss Long."
Of course he was going to accept her offer!
Although his overall income as a private financial manager belonged to the higher stratum compared to the average person holding the same title, his job mostly consisted of safeguarding finances and balancing expenditures to prevent accounts from emptying.
Furthermore, most of his clients were children of the wealthy who spent money like breathing air. He was more of a financial babysitter rather than an impressive financial expert.
He always dreamed of using his education and skills to invest a large amount of money, watch it grow, collect the profits and then use the profits to invest again. Now that he was offered such a chance, of course he was going to take it.
Handle half a billion? Give him the money! He swore that he was going to turn this brat into a billionaire in her early twenties. Just watch him.
"Excellent!" Iris smiled. "Dom, bring the employment contract and the Non-Disclosure Agreement."
"Right away, boss!"
After the contract signing, Iris and Qiao Yu shook hands.
"I'll leave the matter with my father to you, Mr. Qiao."
"Don't worry, Miss Long. I will also send my resignation to the President today and make arrangements for my other clients."
"Good. I'm trusting you with my finances. You've proven yourself these past few years. It's unfortunate that I was too immature to appreciate your hard work back then."
Could someone pinch him? Qiao Yu felt a warm emotion trying to burst from his chest, but he suppressed it with a firm nod. "I'm just doing my job."
"Indeed. From now on, I will treat you and all my other employees well. As long as you don't cheat or betray me, you will be rewarded based on the results of your hard work. But if you dare betray me or cheat me out of my money―and trust me, I will know―I will destroy you."
Qiao Yu suddenly felt goosebumps seeing the Young Miss looking and speaking with such cold viciousness. He would never doubt this brat…er, his new boss from now on.
Someone who could make half a billion in just a few months wasn't someone to be trifled with.
The Young Miss really changed. Maybe she really hit her head too hard from the accident, and thank goodness for that! She should have hit her head sooner, so he could have worked with her half billion earlier.
He felt excited working for this new Miss Long, and of course working with her half billion. He almost rubbed his hands together in anticipation and excitement, but he suppressed himself and maintained his usual stern expression. He would wait until he got home later to jump and dance in celebration. The challenge of making her into a billionaire by her early twenties energized him.
"I will do my best, Miss Long."
"That's what I want to hear. Also don't be surprised when I make a few big withdrawals from my old account in the next few days. Rest assured that I'm not going to waste them."
"Understood, Miss Long."
Iris planned to open several foreign bank accounts and convert the money into foreign currencies, in case of emergency and for additional security. She would also make her own investments on the side. She couldn't fully trust another person to handle 100% of her money.
After talking a bit more, they finally ended the meeting.
Although the financial manager had an excellent poker face, Iris could still sense the impatient excitement in his eyes.
Dom showed Qiao Yu out and led him to the private elevator.
Iris remained in the library office enjoying her Tieguanyin tea and resumed reading the Japanese light novel from earlier before Qiao Yu came.
###
The previous discussion online about Iris Long turned into rumours of a love triangle between her, Jin Chonglin and Fan Luo. The rumour about Iris being pregnant and Jin Chonglin being the father of the baby was also quite popular.
Things became even more chaotic when Fan Luo and Jin Chonglin finally posted their responses to the rumours on their official blogs.
First was Fan Luo.
LuoFanFan: "No matter what happened between my fiancé and that other woman, it's all in the past. My fiancé is the love of my life and I accept everything about him including his past, present and future. Countless women have already tried driving a wedge between us lovers, but I am the woman he chose to marry in the end. I will always stand by my future husband. I will do my best to be the best wife and mother to our future children. I ask everyone to let bygones be bygones. Some people just don't know when to give up, especially when it's about someone as great and handsome as my fiancé. Let's not lower ourselves to their level, alright? Thank you everyone for your support!"


A world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night.

She is reborn into the body of Iris Long, a teenage pop singer, wild party girl, and spoiled brat. For the former princess of the underworld who lived an overprotected and shackled life, this new life is a chance to finally live the life of freedom and independence that she always wanted.

Jin Liwei is the most powerful man in the country's business world. Cold and ruthless, he is someone only a few dare offend. When the infamous Iris Long, who used to chase his younger brother, wakes up from a year-long coma, his unfeeling heart moves for the first time and he falls hard for this unexpected genius girl.

She wants to fly freely and soar high beyond the sky. He wants her everything, to tie her to himself and to never let her go.

This is her journey to super stardom. This is his journey in accompanying her. Together, they will rock the world while facing many challenges.

But what will happen when she discovers that she can never escape from the shadows of her previous life? Will she still be able to live her dream life of freedom and independence? Will he be able to protect her from the dangers?

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Elegance:- A budding fashion and cosmetic enterprise in Naples. Founded by Julia Watson 9 years ago from the present date. Elegance has fought her way to be a solid name in the industry among the giants.

Cosmos:- A luxurious night club owned by James Baker in the heart of Atlanta. The vibrance and liveliness of the club itself is an icon for the night life this city has to offer. Some of the best things to do in Atlanta are best done after dark: when the lights are low (well, the non-strobe lights, anyway), the music is up, and the drinks (and sweat) is flowing. It's a city known for its amazing nightlife, and no wonder: the best clubs in Atlanta are also the best in the country, hedonistic havens where you can sway to beats or throw yourself at thumping tunes from the world's biggest DJs and Cosmos have an allure that is almost impossible to shake off.

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