Smith glanced, almost unconsciously, a few times toward Xiao Chuchu behind him, then addressed Director Xiao, "Director Xiao, please don't be angry or rush things. The friends from the board are also considering the company's best interests. How about I report this to my father and give you a definitive answer later?" Director Xiao replied with resignation, "That can only be the way for now.

When I visited Pan-American last time, your father was quite optimistic about the Great Dragon Country's market. I trust he will take this matter seriously. I have prepared a welcome banquet for the visiting delegation tonight, and I sincerely hope everyone can attend." Smith, with a suggestive leer toward Xiao Chuchu, asked, "Miss Xiao, would you grace me with a dance this evening?" Xiao Chuchu was about to refuse, but seeing the expectant look in her father’s eyes, she could only lower her head.

"NO, Mr. Smith. My girlfriend will be accompanying me tonight.

The Great Dragon Country is filled with beauties; I'm sure you won't lack a dance partner." I pulled Chuchu behind me and flatly rejected Smith's invitation. She, along with Fang Yanmeng and the others, were now my exclusive treasures; no one was permitted to lay a hand on them. "Who are you!

Shouting around here!" Director Xiao initially assumed I was a translator accompanying the delegation, never expecting me to shatter Smith's pleasant illusion so abruptly. Seeing the anger flash across the American's face, I knew he was very displeased. Xiao Chuchu peeked out from behind me, "Dad, this is my boyfriend, Zhao Qian.

I mentioned him to you before; it’s rare that he had time today to accompany me." Director Xiao wasn't merely angry; he was furious. "You... you take Mr.

Smith to his hotel first. We'll discuss everything else tonight." After leaving the five-star hotel, I said to Xiao Chuchu, "It seems I've offended your father too. Are you angry with me?" "No," Chuchu replied.

The traffic light turned red, and she stopped the car, resting her head on my shoulder. "I'm actually quite happy, because I know how important I am to you. My father is just too eager for success." "What exactly is going on?" I asked her.

Driving, Xiao Chuchu explained, "Pan-American Media is an industry giant in the Americas. Currently, the company's revenue comes from six main sectors: Pan-American Online, Television and Radio Divisions, Cable Television Division, Publishing, Film and Entertainment, and Music. Pan-American Online is also the world's largest internet access service provider.

With the country opening up its media industry over the past few years, our National Television Station began negotiating cooperation with Pan-American Media a year ago. The Chairman is also very concerned about this partnership plan and even gave personal instructions, demanding that the National Television Station handle the matter properly." I asked Xiao Chuchu, "Does the nation have any ulterior motives?" Xiao Chuchu sighed, "To put it bluntly, it's cultural infiltration! The media industry largely guides public opinion.

This is especially true in the Americas, where they champion freedom of political speech. The people in the American region have historically held many misunderstandings about our Great Dragon Country. Besides financial benefits, this cooperation offers us a platform for political messaging directed toward the Americas.

Of course, Pan-American Media won't allow us overtly blatant political propaganda, but the subtle current affairs and political news will be sufficient." I nodded. "I understand the power of media. It's like how Tie Niu Tofu was pushed into popularity entirely through your advertising campaigns." Xiao Chuchu laughed charmingly.

"That was nothing; just a few regional ads. You could say, if my company's products and Mengmeng’s had global advertising and public opinion backing, our current market share would increase by over fifty percent." This statement made my heart jump. After thinking for a moment, I said, "That sounds like a good company.

I'm very interested. It seems what we lack right now is exactly this kind of powerful, large-scale service platform. Our venture is currently like a top-heavy child—our technology is centuries ahead of the world, but our body hasn't grown with it.

When we walk, we feel weak and unstable; our foundation is shaky. Oh yes, what are Pan-American Media's assets?" "Are you crazy!" Xiao Chuchu exclaimed. "You're thinking of acquiring it?

Impossible. Its current total assets exceed 400 billion US dollars, not to mention the US government wouldn't permit your acquisition!" I reached out and put my arm around Xiao Chuchu’s slender waist. "There's nothing impossible in this world, only things people are unwilling to do.

Where we are today was never within our initial expectations. Gather everyone for a meeting; let's discuss the feasibility. Our rate of development is too slow.

If this continues, we might grow old before realizing my and Taozi's vision of complete unification... Sigh..." The group mobilized quickly. Considering Zhu Da's massive living room, the meeting was set up at his house.

By the time we arrived, most attendees were already there. The attendees included Zhao Fen, Zhao Fang, Fang Yanmeng, Yi Xiaorou, Xiao Chuchu, Little Raindrop, Xiao Hui, Xu Jing, Li Tieniu, Zhu Da, Xia Huren, Zhang Ersha (he insisted on staying in the living room, so we let him join), and Taozi. I spoke first.

"Everyone, let’s start by stating the current revenue situation of your respective companies, and then let Chuchu explain the situation with Pan-American Media." Fang Yanmeng reported, "Da Di Energy Company has 21.3 billion US dollars in its accounts, which includes RMB and other foreign currencies." Xiao Chuchu followed, "Huan Yu’s accounts are similar to this; we have 22.1 billion US dollars in cash." Xia Huren stated, "Red Dragon only has less than 1 million RMB." I waved a hand to pass over Xu Jing’s turn for now. Zhu Da said, "The Brotherhood Alliance cash account holds 200 million RMB." Taozi made a cat-claw sign toward me; she had 10 billion US dollars. After everyone reported, I slowly said, "The entire group is developing very well.

Compared to companies built up over decades of accumulation, we are already a miracle. However, what I must say now is that what we have done is far from enough. Rapid development has also led to an unstable foundation.

Most of our main industries are products that cannot withstand scrutiny. Huan Yu and Da Di are already causing an uproar globally. Nations are plotting to unite to boycott our products and satellite network.

Therefore, we urgently need a large, reputable company that can stand in the spotlight. I have my eye on Pan-American Media. Chuchu, please brief everyone on the situation." Xiao Chuchu primarily detailed the business segments of Pan-American Media: Pan-American Online is the world's premier ISP (Internet Service Provider), and its subsidiary, CS, focuses on value-added services.

Additionally, Pan-American Online offers the following free services: Digital City (local city guides), map searching, AOL MOUIELONE (film-related information and ticketing services), instant messaging, and popular music downloads. The Cable Television business includes six well-known television stations and the WB Television Network. Its cable company provides services to 12.8 million US subscribers.

Publishing: The company currently publishes over 70 magazines. Among the top 5 best-selling magazines in the entire US, Pan-American Company accounts for 4: New Era, Big Shot, Sports Competition, and Gold. Film and Entertainment: This division remains a global leader in feature films, television, home video, animation, and production/licensing.

Famous films like The Matrix and Birdman both originated from this company. The Music Group's record labels include Pacific, Eagle, Cuckoo, and Little Red Riding Hood. Famous stars under their banner include Madonna, Little Pudding, and Sweet Cherry, among others.

Xiao Chuchu detailed the query results she had just retrieved from the internet. Those who were initially unfamiliar with the company were now stunned; those who did know were even more bewildered. Acquiring a company valued at $400 billion with only $40 billion?

Wasn't this an international joke? Fortunately, everyone knew I wouldn't convene a meeting just to joke, so they waited for my explanation. I addressed them, "First, let’s discuss whether there is a necessity to acquire this company." Xiao Chuchu was the first to respond.

"I approve with both hands raised. With Pan-American Online and the cable network, Huan Yu Communications can develop much better. Conversely, Pan-American Online and the cable network will experience rapid growth supported by Huan Yu Telecom's powerful satellite coverage.

This is a win-win situation." Xu Jing was attending such a meeting for the first time. She was initially stunned by the sight of so many diverse and beautiful women gathered together, all looking at her Brother Zhao with deep affection—even a blind person could tell their relationship was unusual. Later, when everyone reported their backgrounds, Xu Jing was even more astounded.

Da Di and Huan Yu, which had been stalled for half a year without resolution, were run by the people right next to her. Furthermore, they hadn't hidden this major secret from her at all. This made Xu Jing feel fully integrated into this large family.

Now, Xu Jing was slightly confused and asked quietly, "But we only have a few hundred billion dollars. How can we acquire Pan-American Media?" Having just been through an acquisition war, she naturally understood the importance of capital. The women chuckled.

"Jingjing, since he brought it up for discussion, he surely has a way." I told the group, "There is a way, but it will require everyone’s concerted effort. To be frank, our development is too slow. We have already put Europe, America, and Japan decades behind; if we don't take giant strides forward now, I fear we won't realize our grand dream even when we are too old to move." Zhu Da asked, "What dream?" The women burst into laughter.

"To dominate the Earth, unify the universe, conquer all the beauties, and amass all the world's wealth!" Taozi and I smiled sheepishly. This dream had been recited countless times by the women. Zhu Da collapsed onto the floor.

"Holy crap!" Stopping the laughter, I said seriously, "First, we need to find the most suitable identity to acquire Pan-American Media. If we openly present a Great Dragon Country national, the US government likely won't agree. However, if it's an acquisition carried out internally by American private citizens, their 'world police' jurisdiction won't apply.

After all, it will still end up in our hands one way or another. Among us, Little Raindrop and Xiao Hui are the most suitable. What are your thoughts?" Everyone agreed unanimously; no objections.

Few people knew about Little Raindrop's ability to transform, and since Xiao Hui had never ventured out, nobody knew her true identity. I continued, "That settles it. Starting now, we need to find a family in the US capable of arranging suitable identities for them both.

This family must be ancient, wealthy, and live discreetly, known only to a few. This task falls to Taozi, the Divine Cat Commander. After all, she is responsible for intelligence work." "And one more thing: from today, everyone is to use all their funds to buy US Gold Futures.

Taozi, you must also throw everything you have into it. Don't be stingy. Once everyone is positioned, we will violently dump our stored gold reserves—Da Di Energy has plenty, right?

Dump it all. If the price doesn't drop, Little Raindrop, you bring out another batch. You must drive the price down to the absolute bottom line, then sell off all the futures and let the Americans deal with the chaos.

As for the losses incurred domestically due to the price fluctuation, we will have to accept it for now and try to make it up to the general investors later when we have a chance. After all, when pursuing great things, we can't cover every single detail." "And the final major assignment goes to Commander Zhu! I’m assigning 50 Super Soldiers to you.

You need to leave immediately to deal in military hardware. Sell everything—planes, artillery—anything that isn't nuclear. Even aircraft carriers.

This is a business with zero overhead; all we need to pay is a portion of the minerals and energy we dug up for free, but we can quickly earn tens of millions of dollars on resale. Sell a few more shipments, and we'll have trillions, enough to buy three Pan-Americans." "Alright!" Zhu Da exclaimed. "I love this job!

I’ll be an international speculator. I’ve noted everything you instructed. Don't worry, I guarantee no leakages.

I'll leave tonight and aim to have the purchase orders for you in a few days." I nodded. "The specific acquisition plan requires everyone to study the relevant US laws first. In any case, this must be done sooner rather than later.

As soon as the funds are in place, we start tearing them apart tomorrow!" I slammed my fist hard on the table. Seeing that I had stopped talking, the women asked, "Are you done?" I pleaded, "I'm done. Aren't you going to give me some applause?" Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, the beauties had vanished. Applause? Forget it.

Luckily, Xu Jing and Zhang Ersha were still sitting on the sofa. "Brother Zhao, I brought the braised chicken I made. Please try it quickly; it’s still hot." "Is that so?

I’ve been craving this all afternoon. Let me taste it right away." Xu Jing took out a food box. I eagerly opened it, tore off a piece of chicken with my hand, and put it in my mouth.

It was truly excellent—a hundred times better than the chicken leg I had at the Diaoyutai Hotel for lunch. It was crispy, soft, fragrant, and smooth, carrying a genuine hint of fresh aroma in its taste. "Brother Ersha, have a piece!

They’re ignoring us; let’s sneak some chicken." Zhang Ersha grinned and grabbed a chicken wing. "So many beauties, a monk chased by a ghost, milk the baby, hehe..." I tapped Zhang Ersha’s head with my chicken leg. "Can you change your line?

How long have you been repeating that?" "So many beauties, a monk chased by a ghost, milk the baby, hehe..." Zhang Ersha completely ignored me, continuing his mantra while eating his wing. It was true there were many beauties. I had been burned into a monk before, but my hair had long since grown back.

I didn't understand "chased by a ghost" before, but now I seemed to grasp a hint. The strange occurrences at night these past few days were certainly ghostly. And "milk the baby"—wasn't that what Yi Xiaorou said when coaxing me to sleep at night?

Zhang Ersha was quite the mystery. I quietly asked Zhang Ersha, "Brother Ersha, can you predict whether our acquisition plan will succeed?" Honestly, I was quite apprehensive myself. After all, I wasn't an immortal; until success is achieved, I couldn't guarantee a hundred percent certainty.

Zhang Ersha swallowed a piece of chicken and chuckled, "Milk the baby, hehe, milk the baby, hehe..." I got annoyed and stuffed the chicken leg into Zhang Ersha’s mouth. "Eat your chicken leg, stop with the 'milk the baby' stuff." The women came downstairs, loaded with bags. "What are you all doing?

Moving out?" "Yeah, hurry up and help! We’ve had a new place for a while, but we never moved the things here. Today is a good day to take everything home.

Come on, Jingjing, come play with us." Zhu Da stood behind, looking tearful. "Don't move everything out! I can occasionally come into your rooms to recall everyone's beautiful faces and smiles." "Hmph, go to hell!

We aren't dead yet..."