Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan stared at the densely packed encrypted information on the screen, his fingertips lightly tapping on the table.

Bi Wang's move was too ruthless, so ruthless that Meng Chuan felt a chill run down his spine.

Swiss banks' security systems are touted as being able to withstand attacks at the national level.

This guy managed to get the copy of the black ledger without anyone noticing; his methods are simply unbelievable.

Meng Chuan was really curious, as this guy almost always went about his own business alone.

Even many members of the Green Gang kept their distance from him.

How did he manage to obtain such a shady copy all by himself?

"madman."

Meng Chuan cursed under his breath, but a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He knew all too well the weight of this shady business.

The Rothschild family has been able to remain in Europe and America for hundreds of years.

It never relied on the wealth on the surface, but on the secrets hidden in the ledgers.

It involves many secrets.

such as:

Anonymous donation records during a presidential election in a certain country.

The flow of funds used to incite civil war for oil profits.

And in order to exploit other countries, they have continuously fueled financial crises.

Even the stock market turmoil that swept across Asia three years ago had traces of their manipulation behind it.

Once these things are exposed, not to mention the collapse of the Rothschild family's business empire.

Even core members of the family may have to line up in international courts to receive their sentences.

My phone vibrated again; it was another message from Bi Wang, containing only three words:

"Make a quick decision."

Meng Chuan walked to the window, the shadows of grape leaves swaying on his face.

Bi Wang's intentions were obvious; this shady deal was the final straw that forced him to take action.

If he agrees to release the news, the Rothschild family will be thrown into chaos.

At that time, it will be a matter of old scores on Wall Street or a power transition within the Green Gang.

They all had to force him to fly to the United States immediately.

"Dad! Mom's calling you for dinner!"

Meng Zhili's voice rang out from outside the study, carrying the unique innocence of a child.

But it was obvious that Meng Zhili's expression when calling Meng Chuan to eat wasn't entirely willing, because he couldn't sleep with his mother.

Meng Chuan turned around and saw Liu Qian standing at the door with a smile on her face.

"understood."

Meng Chuan responded and his fingers rapidly tapped on the computer keyboard:

"Keep the black accounts temporarily, and keep a close eye on Rothschild's lithium transportation lines in Australia."

After sending the message, Meng Chuan casually shut down his computer.

"what happened?"

Liu Qian walked in with some concern and asked Meng Chuan.

Because Liu Qian knew Meng Chuan's habits.

He won't easily turn on his computer.

With smartphones being so convenient these days, there are very few things that a smartphone can't handle.

Liu Qian never dared to touch Meng Chuan's computer.

Because she probably knew that Meng Chuan's computer contained some information about the Green Gang.

"It's okay, come on, let's go eat!"

Meng Chuan smiled.

Liu Qian didn't ask any more questions.

Because she has always been a smart woman.

I know that some things can be asked, and some things cannot.

All she needs to do is unconditionally trust Meng Chuan's character.

The three of them soon returned to the dining table.

Meng Jianguo finally brought out his "treasured" Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor).

"Come on, son, have a drink with Dad."

Meng Jianguo smiled and poured Meng Chuan a glass.

He hadn't drunk with Meng Chuan in a long time.

He especially liked the taste of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), something he hadn't tasted in a long time.

However, Meng Chuan seemed somewhat distracted.

Although on the surface the family was having a happy dinner together.

But Meng Chuan kept thinking about it.

How should this ledger be handled?

The first priority is to maximize profits.

If you don't make a move, then don't make a move at all; but if you do, it must be a fatal blow.

Otherwise, there may never be another chance like this.

However, we must come up with a foolproof plan for this.

Firstly, if the Rothschild family were to launch a counterattack on their deathbed, even the Green Gang would be in serious trouble.

Because Meng Chuan knew that Rothschild was not just a simple mafia group.

It has the most Deadpools under its command.

Even with the Green Gang's intelligence system, they couldn't get a completely accurate number.

All I know is that it won't be less than ten thousand.

What does 10,000 Deadpools mean?

The Goman family at that time numbered only a few hundred.

These Deadpools are handpicked; out of a million Deadpools trained, perhaps only ten thousand will survive.

It is clear that these 10,000 Deadpools are comparable to a thousand troops.

This is also why the Mafia is the second largest of the world's top ten mafia groups.

The reason why they still obeyed Rothschild without question and dared not resist in the slightest.

If the Rothschild family truly wanted someone dead, very few people in this world would actually survive.

What if the Rothschild family finds out that the news was spread by Meng Chuan or the Green Gang?

Perhaps Meng Chuan is not worried about his safety.

But Meng Chuan's family might not be so sure.

Therefore, even Meng Chuan felt a bit overwhelmed by the ledger.

We can only temporarily seal it off for Bi Wang.

"What are you thinking about? Your face is all scrunched up like a bun."

Liu Qian blocked the cup that Meng Chuan raised.

She gently touched Meng Chuan's brow with her fingertips.

Unbeknownst to him, Meng Chuan had already drunk his father under the table.

But Meng Chuan continued drinking by himself.

Meng Chuan never drank alcohol.

He rarely drinks alcohol.

However, ever since he mastered Qi cultivation, Meng Chuan's alcohol tolerance has increased dramatically.

Without realizing it, I got my dad, a long-time heavy drinker, drunk out of bed.

"It's nothing, it's just that some things are hard to decide, and I need to think about them carefully."

Meng Chuan put away his worried expression.

He's not used to sharing his troubles with his family.

"You worry about things at home, and you worry about things outside too. Zhili just told me that he wants you to teach him how to ride a bicycle tomorrow!"

Liu Qian said somewhat reproachfully.

She didn't ask Meng Chuan what it was about!

She knew she couldn't help with the matter that was causing Meng Chuan so much distress.

"Okay!"

Meng Chuan looked down at her stomach:

"But I'll teach you after you start working, so you won't worry when you see it."

Liu Qian rolled her eyes at Meng Chuan.

"Oh right! Where's my son?"

Meng Chuan looked around and realized that only he and Liu Qian were left at the dinner table.

"You were drinking with Dad the whole time, and he was completely out of it. Mom helped him downstairs to rest. Mom should be taking a bath with her son now."

Liu Qian said.

In fact, both Zhang Mei and Meng Jianguo could tell that Meng Chuan had something on his mind.

Otherwise, Meng Chuan wouldn't have been drinking in silence like this.

The two elders knew that Meng Chuan had grown up and had many worries.

There are some things they can't help with.

So Dad kept drinking with Meng Chuan.

As a result, Meng Chuan drank faster and faster, and Meng Jianguo drank more and more with him.

It's easy to get carried away.

"Alright, you put the child to sleep first, then go to the study and call me later."

Meng Chuan stood up as he spoke.

He looked around and then secretly kissed Liu Qian.

Only then did he return to the study.