Wei Chao gave a tragic laugh: "…I understand everything now.

You've all teamed up to seize my Dream Group, is that it?" Han Junxi, standing next to the mature older sister, chuckled, "Correct.

Our goal is indeed to take the Dream Group.

Wei Chao, you should see the situation clearly by now.

The shares we hold collectively make us the largest shareholders of the Dream Group.

You just lost a massive amount on oil futures, meaning you can no longer generate huge profits for us.

Therefore, we've decided to take the company back and run it ourselves.

The era of the Dream Group belonging to you is over." Wei Chao burst into fury: "Shut your mouth, you 'Gao Li bangzi'! When am I talking to my woman, when is it your turn to interrupt?" Han Junxi sneered, "Wei Chao, what right do you have to yell at me here? Do you still think you are the invincible 'Financial Prodigy'? Your recent blunder caused massive losses for the Dream Group.

As the largest shareholders, we have long been dissatisfied with you.

Our objective today is a hostile takeover.

No matter how much you argue, you must hand over control of the Dream Group today." Wei Chao froze, then said, "You are the largest shareholders of the Dream Group?" Han Junxi declared triumphantly, "You didn't know? These women of yours have already transferred all their shares to us.

The stock we hold now exceeds fifty-one percent, making us the controlling shareholders of the Dream Group.

You have lost all command over it." Wei Chao looked sorrowfully at his women and asked, "Did you really transfer all the tokens of love I gave you into their hands?" The women chose to remain silent when confronted by Wei Chao's question.

The lawyer standing beside them stepped forward and said, "Boss Wei, these ladies have indeed transferred all their equity to my clients.

I hold the legally binding proof right here." Wei Chao took the documents with a trembling hand.

Seeing that his women had truly handed over the symbols of his affection to others, his emotions instantly surged.

His eyes bloodshot, he glared at the women, then tossed the documents into the air, and then, in a frenzy, flipped over the nearby tables and chairs, roaring in absolute rage, "You despicable wretches! I loved you so much, but how did you repay me? Say something! How did you repay me? You not only deceived me but also made me wear such an enormous cuckold's hat! Do you think you did right by me?" Han Junxi watched Wei Chao's outburst without interference.

He sneered, "Wei Chao, the Dream Group is no longer yours alone.

Everything in this room is company property.

Even you will be held liable for compensation if you damage company assets.

So...

please take care of the company's property, or we won't be polite." Wei Chao laughed coldly, "I am the founder of the Dream Group.

I can smash whatever I want in this room.

How exactly will you not be polite to me? I’d like to see it." Han Junxi sneered, "Wei Chao, even at this point, do you really think you can rely on that beautiful bodyguard of yours to protect you? Without her protection, you are just an ordinary man hollowed out by lust and wine.

And you dare speak to me like this now? You clearly don't value your life." Wei Chao stiffened, then watched as his women shifted aside, revealing a figure they had been blocking all along.

The figure was a beautiful woman in a uniform, seated on the lap of a handsome man.

The two were intimately close, completely oblivious to the commotion around them.

Wei Chao focused his gaze and realized the beautiful woman in uniform was precisely his personal, close-protection bodyguard.

Seeing Wei Chao's furious expression, Han Junxi felt immensely satisfied and laughed, "How about that, Wei Chao? You see it with your own eyes now! Not only have your women betrayed you, but even your staff in the company have turned against you.

You are utterly deserted, and there is no one left in this world to help you.

This is the consequence of your perverse obsession with sex." Wei Chao suddenly laughed maniacally, "Good, good, good.

You went to such great lengths just to take me down.

I admit defeat this time.

From this moment on, the Dream Group belongs to you.

I hope it prospers under your management." Wei Chao glanced at the women who had betrayed him and said, "You women think you’ve found your true love? You are utterly foolish.

Do you think they are good people? They are nothing more than pretty boys skilled at charming women.

Once they achieve their goal, they will discard you, and you will be left with nothing." Han Junxi chuckled, "Boss Wei truly lives up to his reputation as the 'Financial Demon Child'; he knows when to yield.

Since you are being so agreeable, we won't make things difficult for you.

Sign the papers and leave the Dream Group.

As for these women—my brothers are genuinely sincere towards them and would never dream of abandoning them." Wei Chao suddenly let out a strange laugh: "You finally obtained the super-corporation, the Dream Group.

I bet you feel fantastic right now, don't you? Heh heh, but I hope you won't regret it later." Han Junxi laughed, "Now that the Dream Group is in your hands, how could we not be thrilled? How could we regret it? Boss Wei, after you sign, stay home quietly and enjoy your life as a wealthy retiree.

We will wire the annual profits to your account from now on! Oh, and if you're willing, you can also choose to sell us the shares you still hold.

After all, we still have a business relationship; there’s no need to ruin everything over a few women." But Wei Chao said no more.

He took the agreement handed to him by the other party's lawyer, and without even glancing at the contents, signed his name.

He took one last look at the women who once belonged to him but ultimately hurt him so deeply, and then walked out with his head held high, leaving the Dream Group headquarters.

As the elevator carrying Wei Chao descended rapidly, a wild thought suddenly struck him.

It was the same idea as those young masters in Hong Kong a few days prior: to jump out of the elevator.

If he chose to jump, he could end it all immediately, freeing himself from the crushing pain of being betrayed by the women he loved and losing his entire empire.

But just as this desperate notion surfaced in his mind, the image of one specific person suddenly appeared in his heart.

This person haunted his every waking moment.

He could not leave this world without seeing this person living happily and contentedly.

Wei Chao abandoned the idea of suicide.

He stepped out of the Empire Building, his heart filled with melancholy.

Those people had set up such an elaborate trap and finally acquired the Dream Group.

But they would soon discover they had gained nothing at all.

Because the Dream Group had been entirely mortgaged to the bank.

If Wei Chao had remained in the company, perhaps his past prestige could have sustained the Dream Group for a little longer.

But the moment these new people took over, there would inevitably be a period of management chaos.

Without an influx of external, massive capital, the death of the Dream Group would be a matter of minutes.

Wei Chao's women had absolutely no idea that he had mortgaged the Dream Group to the bank, so naturally, neither did these intruders.

They would never know this piece of news that would plunge them into despair.

Wei Chao now eagerly anticipated the expressions on their faces when they realized the Dream Group was just an empty shell—though Wei Chao certainly wouldn't be there to see those expressions.

Wei Chao left the Empire Building and instinctively started walking toward the underground parking garage.

Then, he suddenly remembered his female bodyguard had betrayed him.

He managed a bitter smile, shook his head, and decided to hail a taxi to leave this heartbreaking place.

Wei Chao patted his pockets and found only a single one-hundred-dollar bill.

He smiled bitterly again.

Once worth hundreds of millions, now he carried only one hundred dollars.

Just as Wei Chao was about to flag down a cab on the street, he heard someone softly calling his name from behind.

He turned around and saw that the person calling him was his favorite little Loli.

The former little Loli had transformed into a bright and charming young woman after all these years. "Wei Chao, wait a moment," the little Loli called softly.

Seeing the little Loli, a surge of hope rose instantly in Wei Chao's despairing heart.

All those other women had chosen betrayal; the company they now controlled certainly wouldn't belong to him anymore.

So, although he had walked away from the Dream Group with an air of nonchalance, he was actually without any fallback plan.

The little Loli who called out to Wei Chao now controlled a completely independent, high-potential company that Wei Chao himself had founded.

As long as the little Loli was willing to stay with him, he could use that promising company and some mystical abilities to quickly start over.

While he might not reach the heights of the Dream Group again, he could certainly live a life of leisure and happiness.

Thus, the moment the little Loli called out to him, he secretly swore in his heart that he would only be good to her from then on.

Wei Chao said excitedly, "Loli, you’re here to tell me you won't leave me—that you want to stay with me, is that right?" The little Loli stared blankly at Wei Chao, then suddenly burst into tears, "Wei Chao, I'm so sorry to you." Seeing the little Loli crying, Wei Chao’s heart dropped by half.

He managed a wry smile, "Loli, at this point, no one is willing to say a single word to me.

Only you rushed here specifically to apologize.

I am genuinely happy about that." The little Loli wiped her tears, took out a manila envelope from her shoulder bag, and handed it to Wei Chao. "Big Brother Wei, there is one hundred thousand dollars in here.

Remember to keep it with you.

Your credit cards, villa, and cars—they were all purchased with company funds, so they have all been reclaimed by them.

I know you dislike carrying cash, so I prepared some for you to avoid awkward situations when you go out!" The little Loli pushed the money into Wei Chao’s hand and hurriedly left.

Watching her retreating figure, Wei Chao felt a profound sadness.

In the past, he commanded countless beauties, but when he fell, only one woman was willing to step forward and help him.

Grief-stricken, Wei Chao walked forward aimlessly, when suddenly the world spun around him, stars flashed before his eyes, and he leaned back, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

He quickly braced himself against a nearby trash bin and took a long time to regulate his breathing.

He then casually tossed the paper bag containing a hundred thousand dollars into the bin beside him and resolutely walked away from the Dream Group headquarters that had once entirely belonged to him, and away from his women.

“““““““““““““““，“、，““““““““，“、 On a beautiful little farm in the American West, several people of different complexions were sitting around a large round table, chatting casually. "Mr.

Qufuota, Wei Chao's Dream Group changed hands yesterday.

He has been driven out and now has nothing.

Should we still approach him as previously decided?" asked a Black man.

The elderly man named Qufuota replied, "Indeed.

I didn't expect that this time someone managed to get ahead of us and seize the Dream Group.

Reese, you must remember one thing: the most valuable asset of the Dream Group is not the assets they possess, but the man Wei Chao.

Without Wei Chao, the Dream Group is just an ordinary company.

Judging by the methods Wei Chao displayed previously, given any opportunity, turning things around for him is as easy as flipping his hand.

Therefore, we must continue to maintain contact with him.

Providing him assistance at this juncture will yield us unimaginable returns in the future." An old man with Asian features sighed, "Mr.

Qufuota, I never thought our Dragon Slaying Society, which has been powerful for two hundred years, would decline to this state.

Not only are we repeatedly beaten to our targets, but we lack the strength to strike back." Qufuota sighed, "Our Dragon Slaying Society is currently at its weakest point in two centuries.

The previous Great Super Earthquake in the United States wiped out our high-tech companies in Los Angeles, instantly costing the Dragon Slaying Society one-third of its strength.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have allowed 'Star City' to rise so aggressively during this opportunity, wouldn't you agree, Mr.

Lin?" "Agreed.

That Super Earthquake severely weakened our strength.

However, the impact of the Super Earthquake on our Dragon Slaying Society was far less significant than the impact of this oil crisis," said the Asian elder named Lin.

Qufuota continued, "Because we suffered heavy losses in the Super Earthquake, we became completely disoriented and invested all our liquid capital into this oil futures speculation, hoping to compensate for our previous losses with the massive profits gained.

But who could have predicted that oil, which we traditionally dictated the price of, would become worthless, resulting in us losing another third of our strength? Even more disastrously, because the Dragon Slaying Society performed poorly during this oil crisis, the Black President whom we had always controlled suddenly tried to break free from our influence, speaking with his own voice—withdrawing the troops the US sent to Australia without our permission—which caused us to completely lose any chance of recovery during this oil crisis." The Black man named Reese stated, "It truly is a great pity.

If our grip on world control hadn't started to slip, preventing us from fully controlling the words and actions of the US President, we wouldn't have reached a compromise agreement with 'Star City,' even if it meant dragging the entire world down with the Dragon Slaying Society." The elder surnamed Lin commented, "'Star City' is an anomaly.

In repeated confrontations with us, they have never once been at a disadvantage, eventually developing to a point where they can rival the United States—it is truly astonishing.

The weakening of the Dragon Slaying Society's influence on the world can even be attributed to the powerful rise of 'Star City.' If it weren't for their sudden emergence, even with heavy losses from the Super Earthquake, we would still have exerted powerful control over the world." Qufuota stated, "'Star City' has used the various commodities and abundant resources at their disposal to form various interest alliances with countries around the world, making it impossible for us to incite those nations into direct confrontation with 'Star City.' A while ago, we finally managed to persuade Australia and Italy to stand against 'Star City,' but both attempts ended in failure." A middle-aged white man suddenly stood up and said, "If 'Star City' poses such a great threat to our Dragon Slaying Society, why don't we just eliminate them? Given 'Star City's' rapid development momentum, won't there soon be no room left for our Dragon Slaying Society? After all, we have already offended them, and they already view us as enemies, so they certainly won't spare us." Another white man interjected, "Arthur, confront 'Star City'? What do you have to fight 'Star City' with? Relying on the American military? You've seen it—'Star City's' military strength is in no way inferior to America's.

Moreover, they have acquired vast resources from an unknown source, and their products are endless.

Whether in terms of military power or economic strength, we have zero chance of winning.

How do you expect us to confront them?" The previous middle-aged white man, Arthur, roared, "'Star City' may be powerful, but does that mean we should stop confronting them? Remember, since its inception, how many crises has our Dragon Slaying Society faced? In every crisis, haven't we always fought our way through bloodshed to survive? When have we ever been afraid? If our predecessors hadn't persevered back then, would we have achieved our current status?" The elder surnamed Lin said, "Everyone is only thinking about how to deal with 'Star City,' but we haven't considered one possibility: Why don't we seize 'Star City' and take control of it ourselves?" Qufuota frowned, "Mr.

Lin, 'Star City' is so powerful right now—even the US government can do nothing about it.

How can we possibly seize it?"