The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Lei remained calm and unaffected by his emotions.

He slowly removed his gold-rimmed glasses, wiped the lenses with a velvet cloth, and said calmly, "Miss Ruolan, calm down. Anger won't solve anything. They are indeed one step ahead of us, but the situation is not yet settled. There is still a chance to turn the tide."

Ruolan's chest heaved violently as she desperately suppressed her roar, her eyes burning with hatred: "A comeback? No! I want them dead!! I want Gu Yinshen utterly disgraced! I want them all to go to hell!! Zhao Lei, I don't care what methods you use! How much money you spend! I want the dirtiest information! The most lethal information! Now! Immediately!!"

Zhao Lei finally looked up at her, a faint mockery, or perhaps a playful satisfaction, flickering in his eyes.

He closed his briefcase and said calmly, "Understood. We've already prepared the materials; it's just a matter of when to make our move. We have the draft of the 'illegal surrogacy agreement,' the 'bank statements,' and the 'witness testimonies.' We just need to 'polish' it a little to make it look... more real, more lethal."

A sharp, razor-sharp smile slowly spread across his lips: "This time, we're not just revealing the facts, but telling a story of how they deceived the public, trampled on the law, and covered up scandals step by step. We'll turn everyone's sympathy into scorn in an instant."

Ruolan's eyes gleamed red, like a wounded but still relentless viper. She stared intently at Zhao Lei: "Fine! Beat them to death! Tomorrow! By tomorrow morning at the latest, I want to see results! Turn their 'heartwarming press conference' into a bonfire that burns them alive!!"

Zhao Lei nodded and steadily wrote the last sentence into his notebook. Before Ruolan hung up the phone, she suddenly raised her fingernail and scratched it hard on the glass. The piercing sound was like a sharp blade scraping through iron, leaving a blurry white mark, as if she wanted to carve her hatred into the wall.

……

Meanwhile, in the early hours of the morning, a windowless, sealed room was brightly lit, with more than ten monitor screens flashing dense lines of code and images, and the air filled with the rhythm of keyboard typing and a chilling electromagnetic atmosphere.

Zhao Lei took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and stood in front of the control panel, his gaze as calm as ice.

Standing beside him were two top hackers, a man and a woman, codenamed "Shadow" and "Ghost" respectively. Behind them was a tired-looking but highly tense blonde woman, Lisa, a public opinion analyst.

Zhao Lei tapped the screen with his index finger, pointing to a scanned PDF document: "This is the draft of the 'illegal surrogacy agreement' that I just finished. Shadow, completely erase the information of Party A, but highlight the name of Party B, that is, the surrogacy agency."

He spoke slowly, but each word was like a nail thrown with precision: "I want you to link it to that 'Angel Cradle' illegal surrogacy organization that's under investigation by Interpol. The ambiguity is controlled to be just right—recognizable, yet the details are unclear, like a version that's been 'hastily edited'."

Shadow sat at the control panel, his ten fingers flying across the keyboard, the screen displaying constantly changing data streams and file metadata.

Without looking up, his voice was steady and carried a calm confidence: "Understood. The watermark and metadata will be processed as 'suspected leak from Gu's internal server.' Done."

Zhao Lei switched the screen to another item, paused the mouse, and said in a calm but cold tone: "Ghost, these three overseas remittances from Gu Yinshen's private account to the 'Saint-Noh Biological Gene Research Center' were precisely timed six months before Mengmeng's birth. You know how to handle this."

Ghost quickly typed in the code while adjusting his earphones and confirming in a low voice, "Received."

Zhao Lei didn't pause and continued to instruct: "Rewrite the recipient's profile, emphasizing their 'controversial gene-editing technology' and 'customized babies for the wealthy' project rumors. Increase the amount by 30%, it has to be shocking."

Ghost's knuckles flew, cold light reflecting off the lenses of his glasses, as strings of code rolled like flowing water.

His tone was as steady as a robot's: "The recipient's background information has been 'optimized.' The remittance record chain has been forged, and the data has been encrypted and embedded in multiple channels, capable of withstanding preliminary technical verification. The traces will lead to a Southeast Asian money laundering network, layer upon layer. No one can trace it back to the source."

Zhao Lei nodded, then turned his gaze to another screen and opened a forged draft of "witness testimony".

He frowned slightly, then looked at the blonde analyst Lisa beside him: "Lisa, the testimony needs to be more 'vivid'. This 'former employee' must appear genuinely intimidated and morally broken. His tone must be volatile, showing a human struggle, to make it believable. The key point is that Gu Yinshen personally exerted pressure and promised hush money."

Lisa typed and replied in a low voice, "I added a few details."

She read aloud the newly revised text on the screen, deliberately creating an atmosphere of unease and fear: "'Mr. Gu's eyes were terrifying at the time. He whispered that if I didn't comply, my family and I wouldn't be able to survive in this industry... I saw him sign and put his fingerprint on it... I had no choice but to change it... I changed that birth certificate... I didn't want to, but I had no choice but to change it.'"

A cold, satisfied smile curled at the corner of Zhao Lei's lips, as if he had grasped the throat of a life.

He quickly dragged all the files into the packaging program: "Great. Package, compress, encrypt. Time: 9:30 AM tomorrow, when the Gu Group board meeting reaches a critical moment. Simultaneous global launch, sweeping across all social media headlines."

He paused, his gaze turning sinister: "The headline has to be explosive! Exposing Gu Yinshen's shocking secrets! Illegal surrogacy, money laundering, falsifying birth certificates... The perfect father persona collapses!"

“Shadow,” Zhao Lei turned to look at the hacker, “confirm the warm-up time.”

Shadow quickly typed the last few commands: "Press release module ready. Timer set, thirty partner media outlets and sixty KOL bloggers will automatically release pre-release tweets in five minutes."

"Execute," Zhao Lei ordered in a deep voice.

A chilling silence fell over the windowless operations room. A countdown timer simultaneously appeared on multiple screens.

The red numbers flashed every second, like a fuse pressed down before a storm.

……

As the city awakens in the early morning, a wave of heat sweeping across the internet has already exploded.

Inside the subway car, office workers were scrolling through their phones. After a notification sound, countless screens simultaneously displayed push notifications:

Breaking News! Gu Yinshen is suspected of illegal surrogacy, money laundering, and falsifying birth certificates!

Exclusive! The true identity of the Gu family's heiress has been shockingly revealed! The perfect father is a fake?!

"Internal network leaked! Complete collection of dirt leaked! The Gu family scandal exposed like never before!"