After the divorce, the aloof CEO begged me not to withdraw my investment.

Qi Xue took the document, the title of which read "Invitation to Collaborate with Tianlai, an Internationally Renowned Music Brand".

She flipped through the documents, her brows furrowing slightly.

Ye Jing noticed Qi Xue's hesitation and explained, "I know this endorsement will require you to invest a lot of time and energy, and Tianlai's requirements have always been demanding, but this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Securing this endorsement will be crucial for your international development."

Qi Xue put down the documents, her fingers lightly tapping the table, making a crisp sound. The recording studio was so quiet that her soft breathing could be heard. She thought of Ye Feng, of the support and encouragement he had given her during this time, and of the companionship of her friends.

"Ye Jing," Qi Xue's voice carried a hint of determination, "what are the conditions for this endorsement?"

Ye Jing took a deep breath and said, "Tianlai requires you to devote yourself entirely to their promotional activities for the next three months, including a global tour, advertising shoots, and so on. This means you may have to turn down some domestic engagements, including the upcoming album launch..."

Qi Xue's heart sank. The new album was a work she had poured countless efforts into, and she did not want its release to be delayed because of the endorsement.

Ye Jing noticed Qi Xue's worry and added, "I know this is a difficult decision, but Tianlai promises to tailor a series of promotional plans for you to fully showcase your musical talent. Moreover, the endorsement fee is very substantial, enough to make up for the losses you incurred by turning down other engagements."

Qi Xue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

She could almost feel Ye Feng's warm hand gently stroking her hair, giving her strength.

“I accept this challenge.”

Qi Xue opened her eyes, her gaze shining with determination.

“I can’t give up on pursuing better opportunities just because I’m afraid of losing them. I believe I can balance my endorsements and my new album.”

Ye Jing excitedly grasped Qi Xue's hand.

"Great! I knew you'd make the right choice! I'll discuss the details of the collaboration with 'Tianlai' as soon as possible and try my best to secure the most favorable terms for you!"

Qi Xue nodded, a confident smile playing on her lips.

The dimly lit underground parking lot was filled with the damp smell of gasoline, making it feel suffocating. Mr. Qian stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray with a thud, the crimson sparks flying, just like his furious mood.

"Still haven't found it?!" he roared, his voice echoing through the empty parking lot, carrying a chilling pressure.

The burly man standing before him had his head down, fine beads of sweat beading on his forehead: "Ye Feng... seems to have vanished... The men we sent out searched almost the entire city of Yunhai, but we couldn't find a trace of him..."

Mr. Qian's heavy breathing echoed in the parking lot. He irritably tugged at his tie, feeling as if a venomous snake was coiled around his neck, making it hard to breathe. "Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

He slammed his fist on the table, the solid wood floor making a dull thud, and the documents on it bounced up. "Keep searching! Dig three feet into the ground to find him! Anyone who dares to touch my son will pay a hundredfold!"

Meanwhile, in Ye Feng's office, the atmosphere was as heavy as the calm before a storm.

Sunlight streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, but it couldn't dispel the oppressive feeling in the air. Ye Feng stood by the window, looking down at the endless stream of cars below, feeling as insignificant as an ant.

He held a lawyer's letter in his hand, the thin paper feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"The Qian Group is about to launch a full-scale war." Ye Feng's voice was low and cold.

Behind him, Liu Yunfei's face was also extremely grim: "President Ye, the Qian Group is moving very quickly. They have begun to maliciously acquire several of our companies, and lawyer's letters are flying in like snowflakes. We can hardly cope with it."

Ye Feng turned around, his eyes sharp as knives: "As expected. Qian Yu, that spoiled brat, suffered such a huge loss, how could his father possibly let it go?"

He walked to his desk, picked up a document, quickly glanced through it, and frowned: "The supply chain is also starting to have problems. Several important raw material suppliers have suddenly stopped cooperating. It seems that the Qian Group is planning to cut off our lifeline completely."

Ye Feng's knuckles turned white from the force of his grip. He took a deep breath, struggling to control his rage. "Notify all senior management to convene an emergency meeting immediately! We must fight this battle, and we must win!"

His voice was powerful and resolute, like a sharp sword piercing the stagnant air in the office.

The atmosphere in the conference room was extremely tense.

The executives all wore solemn expressions and whispered among themselves, the air thick with unease and anxiety.

Ye Feng sat in the main seat, his face calm, but his eyes were as deep as the sea, making it impossible for anyone to see through his thoughts.

"Gentlemen," he began, his voice deep and powerful, "the Qian Group's retaliation has begun. They've come on strong, clearly intending to kill us."

He looked around, his gaze settling on everyone's face: "I know everyone is worried and anxious right now. But I want you to remember that we are a team that has weathered storms, and we have overcome even greater difficulties before!"

"We must fight back with all our might against the Qian Group's hostile takeover! The legal team needs to be prepared to deal with their legal offensive. As for the supply chain issue..." Ye Feng paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes, "I will handle it personally."

His tone was firm and confident, like a reassuring pill, gradually calming down the initially panicked executives.

As night falls, the lights are on.

Ye Feng sat alone in his office. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city's night view resembled a dazzling galaxy, yet it couldn't illuminate his gloomy expression.

He rubbed his temples, feeling a wave of fatigue.

The Qian Group's offensive was even more intense than he had anticipated, a near-all-round attack that caught him somewhat off guard.

Suddenly, the silence of the office was broken by a cell phone ringing.

Ye Feng glanced at the caller ID; it was Liu Yunfei.

“President Ye,” Liu Yunfei’s voice carried a hint of anxiety, “I’ve found out that the people the Qian Group sent to find you are all ruthless thugs, and they’re all armed. I’m afraid…”

Ye Feng sneered: "It seems Qian Rongguang really wants to fight me to the death."

He walked to the window, looking at the flashing neon lights at his feet, a cold glint in his eyes. "Since he wants to play, then I'll play along to the very end!"

The scorching sun beat down on the earth, and the construction site was filled with the smell of concrete and dust. The air was so hot and dry that it was hard to breathe.