The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

Huang Feipeng glanced sideways, his gaze sharp as a knife. Lin Ke shrank back uncomfortably under his gaze. Huang Feipeng's silence was undoubtedly a powerful pressure, as if even the air itself had become heavy. His gaze returned to the car window; the city that night appeared exceptionally clear and bright after the rain.

“Some things, Lin Ke, are not for any practical need, but for some kind of inner desire.” Huang Feipeng’s voice was calm and steady. “That painting is not just a work of art to me, but a symbol, a symbol of power.”

Lin Ke nodded. Although she still didn't fully understand Huang Feipeng's thoughts, she knew she should respect his decision. Her feelings were complicated, a mixture of respect for Huang Feipeng and personal doubts, which made her fall silent.

As the car drove through a commercial district lined with towering buildings, Huang Feipeng's gaze gradually became focused. He knew in his heart that this painting was not merely a luxury item, but also a key to further expanding his influence in this city. Every detail needed to be grasped, every step had to be precise. He was calculating and predicting every step of the future, allowing no room for error.

The car finally stopped in front of Huang Feipeng's mansion. The door opened gently, and the sound of rain was particularly clear in the night. Huang Feipeng slowly got out of the car, looked up at the magnificent building, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Every detail, every decoration, reflected his pursuit of perfection, and this mansion was a symbol of his power and status.

Entering the house, Huang Feipeng took off his soaking wet coat, handed it to a servant standing to the side, and then walked towards the living room. The living room was decorated in his favorite purple tones: a purple velvet sofa, a purple carpet, and several purple paintings he had chosen himself hanging on the walls. The entire space exuded a noble and mysterious atmosphere, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Huang Feipeng sat on the sofa, his eyes slightly narrowed, his thoughts replaying tonight's auction. A nameless anxiety began to rise within him. He knew that countless undercurrents and traps lurked in this city, and behind every success lay unpredictable dangers. He could not afford to relax for a moment; he had to remain vigilant at all times to deal with any possible challenges.

Lin Ke entered the living room and carefully placed the famous painting in front of Huang Feipeng. The painting appeared exceptionally vibrant under the lamplight; the deep purple hue flowed across the canvas, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story. A hint of satisfaction flashed in Huang Feipeng's eyes. He reached out and gently stroked the painting, as if feeling the power emanating from the past.

“Mr. Feipeng,” Lin Ke asked tentatively, “what do you plan to do with this painting?”

Huang Feipeng shifted his gaze from the painting to Lin Ke. A profound meaning flickered in his eyes. "The value of this painting lies not only in the painting itself, but also in the meaning it represents. I will place it in my office, and every time I see it, I will feel that invisible power."

Lin Ke nodded. Although she didn't fully understand Huang Feipeng's words, she knew she should respect his choice. She stood quietly to the side, waiting for Huang Feipeng's next instructions.

Huang Feipeng's gaze returned to the painting, a surge of indescribable excitement and satisfaction welling up within him. Every stroke and line of the painting seemed to tell a story of his glory and dreams. It was not merely a work of art, but a testament to his success, a vision of limitless possibilities for the future.

Time passed slowly, and the deep night made the entire mansion unusually quiet. Huang Feipeng sat in the living room, gazing silently at the purple painting, his mind filled with thoughts and plans for the future. He knew that he had to continuously improve his strength and expand his influence in order to remain invincible in this competitive city.

Lin Ke's image would occasionally surface in his mind. She was not just his assistant, but also a crucial partner in this power game. He was deeply satisfied with her loyalty and abilities, but he also knew that anyone could become part of the challenges to come. He had to remain vigilant at all times to ensure he could control everything and not allow any variables to affect his plans.

The rain continued to fall outside the car, as if telling the city's endless secrets. Huang Feipeng's eyes gradually hardened. He knew that no matter how daunting the challenges ahead, he had to give it his all and continue pursuing his dreams and goals. Only in this way could he continue to stand tall in this city and become a true overlord.

Just then, Lin Ke quietly walked to Huang Feipeng's side and whispered, "Mr. Feipeng, do you need any special arrangements tonight? Or would you like me to prepare some relaxing activities for you?"

Huang Feipeng's gaze remained fixed on the painting, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Thank you for your concern, Lin Ke. Right now, I just want to stay here quietly and feel the power this painting brings. As for other things, we can talk about them tomorrow."

That late night, Huang Feipeng sat on the large sofa, his eyes fixed intently on the purple painting. The only sounds in the mansion were the dim light and the patter of rain against the windows; everything else seemed shut out, except for the deep purple of the painting, which exuded an air of mystery.

Huang Feipeng's mind raced with various plans and ideas. He was absolutely confident in his position in the city, but he knew that the competition and challenges he faced had not diminished. His gaze lingered on the painting, as he silently calculated each step of the future. The purple in the painting was deep and elegant, yet also filled with unpredictable potential threats, much like every game of strategy in this city.

Just then, a soft knock came at the door. Huang Feipeng frowned slightly, his inner peace shattered by the sudden sound. A hint of displeasure flashed across his face, but he quickly suppressed it and gestured for Lin Ke to come in.

Lin Ke pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing Huang Feipeng's deep gaze, her heart tightened. She knew that Huang Feipeng was in a special state of thought, and disturbing him might cause unnecessary trouble.

“Mr. Feipeng,” Lin Ke said cautiously, “a lady wants to see you. She says she has some important things to discuss with you.”