Transmigrated as an old lady, she wreaked havoc and brought down the entire villain's family.

The next morning.

The bustling CBD commercial district of Jiang City.

A flower basket sent by Lu Zeyan's friends to celebrate the opening of a commercial building was displayed in front of the building.

The reason Qin Jingxu agreed to start a company with Lu Zeyan was because the Qin family's company wouldn't let him in. After graduation, he was also sanctioned by the Qin family. Under their manipulation, he kept hitting walls and no company was willing to hire him, which resulted in him achieving nothing since graduation.

Later, he realized that the Qin family wanted to raise him into a useless person so that his eldest and second eldest brothers would have one less rival in the fight for the family fortune.

Qin Jingxu also thought he might as well live his life aimlessly, eating, drinking, and waiting to die, since no one cared about him anyway. But Lu Zeyan told him that he couldn't let those people have it, and that he should take back everything that belonged to him. It didn't matter whether others cared or not; he had to live for himself.

That's how he and Lu Zeyan jointly founded this investment company.

Qin Jingxu looked at Lu Zeyan, who had arrived early and was beaming with pride, and stepped forward, asking in a cold voice, "Why didn't you let my grandmother win on the court yesterday?"

Lu Zeyan was surprised that Qin Jingxu still remembered this incident. He thought Qin Jingxu was indifferent to his family, including his grandmother.

It seems that if this grandmother doesn't die soon, Qin Jingxu will soften his heart towards the Qin family.

Lu Zeyan smiled and said, "I did let her win. Don't you think about it? If I didn't let your grandma win, how could she possibly win? I just pretended to do my best so that your grandma would feel that I wasn't fooling her."

The gloom in Qin Jingxu's eyes immediately dissipated.

After explaining, Lu Zeyan reached out and patted Qin Jingxu on the shoulder, sighing deeply: "I'm your only good brother, how could you doubt me? Besides, would I, a grown man, abuse a helpless old lady?"

Qin Jingxu looked at Lu Zeyan, but ultimately said nothing.

Perhaps he really misunderstood. Lu Zeyan didn't seem to be the kind of person who would bully the elderly, especially his grandmother.

Lu Zeyan was used to Qin Jingxu's taciturn nature and didn't pay any attention to it.

He glanced down at the time on his watch, then looked at Qin Jingxu's indifferent face and said with a smile, "After the opening ceremony, I have an important meeting at my company. I'll be handing the new company over to you from now on. I'm sure you can do a great job."

After the opening ceremony ended and Lu Zeyan left, Qin Jingxu watched Lu Zeyan's departing figure and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

It's ridiculous that an outsider could trust him so much and entrust him with the reins of the company, while his family, fearing he would fight for the family fortune, ruthlessly stifled his future.

Not long after Lu Zeyan left, the young woman at the reception desk downstairs rushed upstairs, hurriedly pushed open the office door, and said before she could even catch her breath, "President Qin, something's happened downstairs! A group of people are causing trouble! They say they were sent by your second brother, Qin He!"

Qin Jingxu clenched his fists at his sides, veins bulged on his forehead, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

He has already moved out of the Qin family and never even sets foot in the Qin family company, so why won't his eldest and second eldest brothers let him go?

Lu Zeyan was right after all. His tolerance only emboldened those who bullied him!

Qin Jingxu hurried down to the lobby. The flower baskets that had been arranged were all overturned on the ground, with flowers scattered all over the floor. The company security guards were lying on the ground like a bunch of useless people, groaning in pain.

Qin Jingxu frowned and asked the receptionist, "Have you called the police?"

The receptionist shrank back, nervously stammering, "N-no...the other party said they were your second brother's people, we...we don't dare to call the police..."

Qin Jingxu looked up, his sinister gaze sweeping over the thugs standing in the lobby and the black supercar parked on the roadside outside the glass doors.

That car was one of only five in the world, and only one in China. It's Qin He's current favorite.

Immediately afterwards, a tall, slender figure stepped out of the car. The man was dressed in a black casual outfit, wearing sunglasses, with one hand in his pocket, looking nonchalant. Who else could it be but his 'good second brother' Qin He?

A thug with a scar on his brow, standing in the lobby, brandished his right arm, which was tattooed with a ferocious white tiger, and glared menacingly at everyone in the lobby. He spoke provocatively:

"Boss Qin said that if your company wants to open smoothly today, you must make that brat Qin Jingxu hand over his five percent of the Qin family's shares to Boss Qin. Otherwise, your company can forget about opening in the future!"

Qin Jingxu sneered and nodded slowly. It seemed that his second brother wanted to drive him to the brink of despair today.

The thug had barely finished speaking when suddenly, he was patted hard on the shoulder twice.

The thug frowned, turned his head, and met Qin He's gaze through his sunglasses.

Qin He smiled casually: "Do you know who I am?"

The thug snapped impatiently, "Who the hell are you?! You want to die... huh!"

Before the thug could finish speaking, he received a solid punch to the face.

Qin He blew away imaginary dust from his hands, a dangerous glint in his lips: "You don't even recognize me, yet you dare to impersonate me and cause trouble for my brother? Are you tired of living?"

Qin Jingxu stared at this scene, slightly taken aback. His second brother hadn't come to cause him trouble? And these people weren't sent by his second brother either?

The thug immediately recognized the person in front of him—it must be the Second Boss Qin he'd just mentioned. But he didn't care about that; he was there to cause trouble for money. The person who paid him said that no matter who came today, he had to smash up this opening ceremony!

The thug covered his face and gritted his teeth, saying, "Brothers, keep smashing!"

"Stop it all!"

A deep, resonant, and powerful voice suddenly rang out, and instantly everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the doorway.

Two bodyguards in suits opened the door, and an elderly woman with white hair, wearing a black cropped top and a large gold necklace, stepped in.

Everyone was shocked!

What shocked everyone was not the old lady's overly youthful and fashionable attire, but the lifelike dragons that stretched over her shoulders on both arms. They coiled menacingly around her, instantly giving off an aura of an elderly socialite that swept through the entire lobby!

Behind the old lady followed a large, dark crowd, all of whom were strong, well-trained professional bodyguards!

Everyone: "!!!"

Good heavens, whose old lady is so shrewd!

Lin Qingqing smiled smugly, feeling that her and the tattoo artist's all-night effort had paid off.

To be honest, the price makes all the difference; the results are so realistic that she felt like she had a tattoo when she looked in the mirror last night.

My dear grandchildren, be amazed by your grandma!

[System: Congratulations, host, for successfully gaining 20 Surprise Points, which allows you to become 2 years younger. Current physical condition: 66 years old.]

Lin Qingqing raised her arm slightly and ordered the bodyguards behind her: "Grab them all, don't let a single one escape!"