Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

“Daheng…” he slowly uttered these two words, his voice carrying a rare, almost sighing tone, “Old Xu was also a ruthless man. Back then, when we held meetings together, few could match his boldness and speed. I watched him build his empire and entertain guests… but I never expected that it would collapse so quickly, so… so unexpectedly.”

Tawang also experienced the pain of making drastic sacrifices.

Wang, the richest man in China, knows all too well that once an empire reaches a certain size, a single strategic miscalculation, coupled with a sudden change in the external environment, is enough to cause cracks to appear in the empire.

Daheng's current situation is certainly due to its excessive leverage and unrestrained expansion, but isn't it also an inevitable adjustment pain that the entire industry has to face after its rapid expansion?

Who will be the next one standing on the edge of the cliff? How many meters away am I from that precipice?

The study fell silent for a moment, save for the wafting aroma of tea.

Wang Congcong did not rush to interrupt her father's reflections.

Because he could tell that there was little schadenfreude in those words, but rather a sense of awe and shared sorrow at the impending collapse of a fellow industry leader.

Although he appears to be idle and always involved in gossip and scandals.

But in reality, he could understand his father's feelings at that moment.

After a few seconds, he spoke, his tone serious and clear-headed beyond his years: "Dad, I understand. Seeing Daheng like this does leave me feeling a bit uneasy. But Jiang Cheng's plan precisely illustrates that this is no longer the time for sentimentality, but rather the time to figure out how to deal with it, and even to find the Wang family's place within it."

Wang Jianlin raised his eyes and looked at his son.

At that moment, he noticed that Wang Congcong's eyes had lost much of their usual restlessness and gained more insight into the situation and pragmatism.

This also shows that Wang Congcong is not unaware of the desolation in the story.

Rather, it's because young people are able to shift their emotions to the level of survival and self-interest more quickly.

"You're right." Having suppressed his momentary感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of mixed emotions, often including admiration and emotion), Wang's eyes sharpened like an eagle's once more. "Jiang Cheng's move... was brilliant, and ruthless. He not only pinpointed Daheng's weakness, but also planned the incision and the distribution of the flesh. This wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision; it was meticulously planned." He paused, his tone emphasizing, "I even suspect... that he might have seen things we couldn't, or perhaps he had access to information channels we couldn't reach."

It's clear that Wang Jianlin (the richest man in China) viewed Jiang Cheng with some skepticism when considering his options.

Wang Congcong nodded: "I think so too. The certainty with which he mentioned the Xu family's fate didn't sound like speculation, but more like a statement of fact. So Dad, what should we do? Jiang Cheng laying out his plan and pulling us into the game is an opportunity, but..."

Seeing that Wang Congcong hadn't finished speaking, he continued, "But it could also be a test, or a way of drawing a line. His willingness to play with you means that he approves of you, or at least approves that your families can serve as suitable pawns on his chessboard. That in itself is a signal."

“Then we…” Wang Congcong leaned forward.

Wang, the richest man in China, picked up the now-cold tea and drank it all in one gulp.

That slight feeling of sympathy for one's own kind has now completely transformed into a cold, decisive force to ensure that one's own ship does not deviate from its course.

"Follow. And follow with all your might. But there's a way to follow. First, regarding funding and resources, your family will provide full support. Shen Anjia is familiar with real estate projects, so they will lead the screening. We can provide supplementary information and some key connections. Second, you need to maintain the right attitude. You are participating as a collaborator and executor, not the leader. You should execute whatever Jiang Cheng sets the tone for. If you have any questions, you can communicate privately, but in public, you must uphold his authority as the core figure."

Wang Congcong knew that his father was afraid that he would offend people because of his youthful impetuosity.

"Dad, do you need to say that? I'm not stupid; I can judge people pretty well..."

Wang Congcong stretched and yawned, his face still looking nonchalant.

Wang, the richest man, shook his head helplessly and stood up.

"This matter is not just about making a profit. You need to see several things clearly through this incident: Jiang Cheng's style of doing things and his bottom line; who in our circle truly has vision and the ability to act; and most importantly, how the Wang family should choose sides and leverage opportunities in the future changes."

He patted his son on the shoulder.

The force was not strong, but it was meaningful: "The Xu family's current situation is a mirror for everyone. Xu Zhi is still being held in custody, and it is uncertain when he will be released. I am really glad that you did not cause the same trouble as Xu Zhi, but were able to cooperate with Jiang Cheng."

"Another important point is that we must do our best to make Jiang Cheng feel through this cooperation that the Wang family is a partner who can cooperate, knows how to conduct themselves, and is capable of getting things done, rather than a potential rival or an object that needs to be eliminated. This is more important than taking a few pieces of flesh from Daheng, do you understand? The lesson of the Xu family is right in front of us. Expansion and overstepping boundaries are both dead ends."

Wang Congcong took a deep breath and fully understood her father's profound meaning.

This is not just a business investment, but also a strategic positioning choice.

"I understand, Dad. I'll be careful."

Seeing that he understood, the richest man in the country did not intend to say anything more.

"Go."

Wang Congcong nodded solemnly, then turned and left the study.

After gently closing the study door, Wang, the richest man, walked back to the window and looked at the newly sprouted buds in the garden.

After a long silence, he muttered to himself, "Old Xu, oh Old Xu... It's all about timing and fate. Jiang Cheng, this powerful dragon crossing the river, has taught everyone a lesson. This world of martial arts... needs a change."

Jiang Cheng slowly put down his phone after reading the messages in the group chat.

Seeing that Qiu Yihe was still giving him meaningful glances, Jiang Cheng finally spoke to Xia Li, "Xia Li, why don't you go eat first..."

"Yes, Young Master Jiang..."

Qiu Yihe had originally hoped that Xia Li would leave.

But now that she's left, her face can't help but turn red.

Jiang Cheng stared at the young woman with some confusion: "What's wrong? Why are you blushing?"

Hearing this, Qiu Yihe quickly and awkwardly put her hands on her body, then blurted out, "You're talking nonsense, I'm not red, it's just that the soup is a little hot..."

After saying that, she glared at Jiang Cheng without much confidence: "You've done the job, so the conditions have been met, right?"

Jiang Cheng knew she was asking about Qiu Li, so he pretended to be clueless and teased her, "What conditions? What do you mean? I don't understand?"

"You think you can just pull up your pants and then renege on your debt, huh..." Qiu Yihe said somewhat anxiously.

Seeing that she looked like she was about to kill him, Jiang Cheng coughed and then took out his phone.

"Ahem, just kidding..."

After saying that, Jiang Cheng opened an online video search and then handed his phone to Qiu Yihe.

Qiu Yihe quickly took it and swiped his fingertips across the screen.

On the trending topics list, several topics marked with the word "hot" were already at the top.

Several of the discussions at the top of the list are Qiu Li's controversial "Special Drug Control Pilot Proposal".

One of the most glaring headlines boldly proclaimed:

Why should a drug lord's daughter propose a ban on drugs, while a hero's son dares not take his father's surname?

When Qiu Yihe saw this title, she couldn't help but blink.

This clearly resonated with her.

Seeing this, she felt that her slightly awkward sitting posture was worth it.

If it weren't for Jiang Cheng, even if she wanted to cause trouble, she couldn't possibly achieve this effect in just one night.