Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Grandpa Sun left, and he left in high spirits.

However, Fifth Master's face turned completely gloomy.

"Fifth Master, do you want me...?"

A murderous glint also flashed across Afu's face.

It's one thing for old man Sun to have murderous intentions towards Meng Chuan.

They even came to Fifth Master to plot how to kill Meng Chuan.

This is like a birthday person eating poison, wishing they would die sooner!

Afu wanted nothing more than to kill Old Man Sun on the spot.

"Don't rush. We'll kill the people and take the money, but I won't be the one to do it."

Fifth Master sneered.

Five hundred billion!

That old man Sun is really generous.

Meng Chuan has already asked the Sun family for 300 billion, and Fifth Master will take another 50 billion.

Actually, there was no need to kill them; the Sun family was pretty much finished anyway.

Although the Sun family has assets of 500 billion.

The majority of these funds were obtained through illicit means, such as extortion, gambling, drugs, or prostitution.

But assets are not cash.

If you want to liquidate assets in a short period of time, you'd be lucky to get 400 billion out of 500 billion.

After Meng Chuan and Fifth Master took away 350 billion, the remaining 50 billion was not enough to cover the Sun family's expenses.

After all, given the current size of the Sun family, the daily expenses to maintain operations would be astronomical.

Without money, who will risk their life for you?

The martial arts world in China is different from that of the Green Gang.

In the Green Gang's underworld, loyalty is paramount, while money is secondary.

In the domestic underworld, profit is paramount, and money is the only path.

With money, you can command the world.

Without money, the Sun family's path in the underworld comes to an end.

At that time, Meng Chuan or Fifth Master won't even need to take action.

The people of the martial arts world alone are enough to tear the Sun family to shreds.

There are quite a few people who are envious of the Sun family's status and business.

"Fifth Master, you mean..."

Ah Fu realized what was happening.

"Meng Chuan is good in every way, except he's not ruthless enough. He's never seen blood. The martial world isn't just about human relationships; its essence is fighting and killing."

Fifth Master said.

Fifth Master has spent his entire life in the underworld; no one understands it better than him.

The relationships and customs of the martial arts world are all built on fighting and killing.

If Fifth Master hadn't been so violent back then, Old Man Sun wouldn't be here today trying to reason with him about human relationships.

Meng Chuan was the same; he wanted to grow up and take up the banner of the Green Gang.

He needs to learn how to fight and kill first.

The Sun family was the "ticket to the martial arts world" that Fifth Master left for Meng Chuan.

However, Meng Chuan was unaware of all of this.

During these two leisurely days, Meng Chuan also took the opportunity to inspect his businesses.

Hongda Medical's manufacturing plant has now begun to turn a profit.

At least 200 million masks are produced every day.

Because of economies of scale, costs can be compressed to the extreme.

With the help of Zheng Donglai, they quickly seized more than half of the domestic market.

Overseas channels have also been established, since Hongda itself already has overseas channels.

This is also why Meng Chuan initially chose Hongda.

A large number of finished masks are now being exported overseas every day.

However, the net profit per mask is not high, averaging only about 0.05 yuan.

The profit margin for N95 masks is higher, but it's only 1 cent.

Even so, once the scale increased, Hongda's daily profit was around ten million.

This is not yet the grand peak period.

If all production lines could operate day and night.

If more than four masks are produced every day, that's a real money-printing machine.

Even if the profit margin is lower, the daily profit will still exceed 100 million.

This is the second profitable company among all of Meng Chuan's businesses.

Meng Chuan also went to visit the Meng Po Guild.

The Meng Po Guild has been renovated and is now open for business.

Meng Po Guild makes money really fast; as long as they stream every day, they can keep making money off the platform.

At its peak, daily profits could reach nearly ten million.

Especially after the indecent assault scandal.

The Meng Po Guild has a bigger reputation and can get advertising, variety shows, and even film and television projects.

Many of the live streamers from the Meng Po Guild often have a few arrogant "big brothers" appearing in their live stream rooms.

On average, Zheng Muchen counts money until his hands cramp up every day.

Meng Po Guild now has more than 200 contracted streamers.

They practically monopolized the entire industry.

And almost all the top streamers are members of the Meng Po Guild.

It's worth mentioning that Li Ziqi has become incredibly popular.

She now has more fans than Huo Wanxi and Meng Jixiang, with a total of 3500 million fans across the internet.

She is undoubtedly the leader of the Meng Po Guild.

This is also why many people no longer want to engage in manufacturing.

It's important to know that the Meng Po Guild only had 20 million in start-up capital.

Although Meng Chuan contributed 100 million yuan at the time, 80 million yuan was used by Zheng Muchen to pay off debts.

The Meng Po Guild, founded with an initial investment of 20 million, generates daily profits exceeding 10 million.

Meng Chuan's investment in Hongda Medical Supplies Production Plant included the acquisition of Hongda's equity, as well as the land and materials needed for factory construction.

More than 200 billion yuan has been invested in total.

An investment of 200 billion yuan yields a daily profit of tens of millions.

The Meng Po Guild invested 2000 million yuan, and its daily profit is also in the tens of millions.

How can industrialists bear this?

But there is nothing that can be done about it.

We are now in the era of influencer economy.

Internet celebrities wiggle their waists in front of the camera, while business owners break their backs from exhaustion.

However, only industry can truly bring prosperity and save the nation.

Therefore, Meng Chuan's true focus is on the grand vision, not on Meng Po.

Meng Chuan's peaceful days were suddenly shattered by a phone call.

That evening, Meng Chuan had just finished showering when he suddenly received a call from Chen Yiyi.

"Meng Chuan, can you come see me tonight?"

As soon as the call connected, Chen Yiyi began to speak.

However, Chen Yiyi was clearly in low spirits.

"Yiyi, your injury..."

Meng Chuan asked with some concern.

It has been more than half a month since Meng Chuan returned from Beijing.

However, Meng Chuan has not called Chen Yiyi during this period.

Because Meng Chuan really didn't know what he could say when he called.

However, Meng Chuan learned from Liu Qian that Chen Yiyi's injuries had almost healed.

I was discharged from the hospital a couple of days ago and am now recuperating at home.

"I'm fine now. I'm in Shanghai. Can you come over?"

Chen Yiyi mustered her courage and asked.

"What? You're in Shanghai?"

Meng Chuan was startled.

How come this young lady has already arrived in Shanghai without making a sound?

“I…I’m about to go abroad. I’ll be living with my mom from now on. I came to Shanghai just to see you one last time.”

"Why are you suddenly going abroad?"

Meng Chuan was taken aback and asked.

In fact, Chen Yiyi could live a very good life in the country.

After all, she's quite wealthy.

She can live a life free from financial worries.

"I have no more attachments in the country... hiccup... I want to change my environment."

Chen Yiyi said, then suddenly let out a burp.

"you've been drinking?"

Meng Chuan frowned.

My head injury hasn't even healed for a few days!

"Just tell me if you're coming or not! If you're not, I'm hanging up."

Chen Yiyi suddenly became a little irritable and impatient.

"where?"

"I'm in room 520 of the xx Hotel. If you don't come, we may never see each other again in this lifetime."

With that, Chen Yiyi hung up the phone.

Meng Chuan pondered for a while in his dormitory, but in the end, he was still not entirely at ease.

"Shadow Butterfly, drive."