Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

A hint of surprise flashed in Meng Chuan's eyes.

He really didn't expect that Meng Erbao, who seemed unreliable on the surface, would be so "clever" when it came to using tricks.

In no time at all, Wang Ling's wishful thinking was shattered.

This move, which cuts off the enemy's lifeline, is even more satisfying than a direct slap in the face; it's like killing someone by striking at their heart!

Wang Ling's plan wasn't actually that clever.

The idea was to first gain favor with Meng Chuan's parents, and then win the approval of the whole village.

Then, by leveraging public pressure, they forced Meng Chuan to soften his heart and change his mind.

Unfortunately, she encountered a good-for-nothing like Meng Erbao.

The simple and direct method rendered all her calculations futile.

The revelation of the title "Technician No. 8" was a devastating blow, akin to a nuclear bomb.

The explosion caught her completely off guard.

All of their public personas collapsed at that moment.

Forgetting even to take her luggage, she covered her face, cried, and stumbled her way out of the village at the bottom of the mountain.

"Xiao Chuan, aren't you being a bit too harsh by doing this?"

The villagers who had come to watch the spectacle dispersed, still not quite satisfied. Zhang Mei, the old woman, gazed in the direction Wang Ling had gone.

He frowned and spoke with a worried expression.

In her heart, a woman's reputation is of paramount importance.

Wang Ling's reputation is now ruined, and she feels terrible about it.

Meng Chuan's lips curled into a faint smile, his expression relaxed. He patted his mother's shoulder reassuringly.

"Mom, you can rest assured! The kind of person she is, has no moral compass and is very afraid of death! Nothing will happen to her."

Meng Chuan knew Wang Ling fairly well.

In those ten years of her dream, Wang Ling was willing to become someone's mistress in order to climb the social ladder and marry a wealthy man.

He even dared to publicly challenge and verbally abuse his wife online.

She was not ashamed of being condemned by thousands of people online, but rather proud of it.

How could such a minor setback possibly lead her to do anything extreme?

If she weren't still not fully cultivated, she would have a few more years to experience life in the mortal world.

Meng Erbao's tricks today might not be effective against her.

"Auntie, don't worry. Even if something really happens, I'll handle it all myself. It has nothing to do with Xiao Chuan."

Meng Erbao stepped forward, his chest puffed out, his expression extremely solemn.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but look at Meng Erbao with even greater respect.

This kid's performance today really impressed Meng Chuan.

He's usually a carefree guy, but when it really matters, he's got a lot of clever ideas.

This is perhaps what the ancients meant when they said, "Everyone has their own unique talents that they will surely be put to use."

However, Meng Erbao's "talent" is only based on his relationship with the strong.

He shows no sympathy for the weak, and has no affection whatsoever for them.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have disregarded blood ties and dared to break Meng Chuan's father's head.

One day, he might turn around and use his gains and losses against Meng Chuan.

At this moment, being stared at by Meng Chuan, Meng Erbao felt his whole body begin to feel cold.

It was like being targeted by a hungry wolf.

Even though Meng Chuan was younger than him, he couldn't help but tremble when Meng Chuan stared at him.

"For my parents' sake, I can ask the Lin Group to let you off the hook."

Finally, Meng Chuan slowly spoke.

Upon hearing this, Meng Erbao's eyes widened instantly.

Meng Jianjun and Meng Dabao also showed signs of relief.

But the next moment, Meng Chuan let out another heavy breath:

"However, I have a precondition and a warning."

"Xiao Chuan, tell us, and we'll definitely agree."

Meng Erbao said urgently.

He was truly grateful to Meng Chuan for agreeing.

She didn't even dare to resent Meng Chuan.

In Meng Erbao's eyes, the chairman of the Lin Group was a figure unattainable, like someone in the clouds.

Yet Meng Chuan could boss around the chairman of the Lin Group.

If the chairman of the Lin Group is a towering mountain.

Meng Chuan was like the vast sky, which Meng Erbao could not even begin to fathom.

The fact that Meng Erbao's family searched through all their connections but no one dared to plead for him speaks volumes.

The whole family has held countless private meetings, and each time they've reached the same conclusion:

Meng Chuan is a formidable figure; we can't afford to offend him.

If you can't afford to offend them, then you can't afford to hate them either.

When a person becomes so powerful that their enemies can't even look up to them, all resentment will vanish.

"First, make your mother go to Grandpa's grave and kneel there obediently for three days. She was unfilial to Grandpa all those years ago, and this is a debt she has to repay, there's no room for discussion."

After a pause, Meng Chuan's tone grew increasingly icy, as if ice shards could fall from it:

"Secondly, this is your last chance. If you dare to provoke me again, even if Grandpa crawls out of his grave to plead for you, it won't be of any use!"

Meng Jianjun and the others immediately nodded in agreement.

As long as the Lin Group lets me go, I'd rather kneel for three days than stay like this.

Even if their whole family had to kneel down, it would be fine.

After all, the Lin Group is now demanding five million in compensation.

Even if they sold their property, they still wouldn't be able to raise enough money for their whole family.

Even if they manage to raise five million, the father and his two sons will still have to go to jail.

Kneeling for three days can bring peace to the world; to them, this is not even considered a punishment.

As for provoking Meng Chuan again, how dare they!

This one time alone has terrified me.

Seeing them nod, Meng Chuan leisurely took out his phone, called Lin Zhongyue, and put it on speakerphone:

"Meng Chuan, what are you up to now?"

The phone rang so many times it almost stopped before Lin Zhongyue impatiently answered it.

It was clear that Lin Zhongyue still disliked Meng Chuan quite a bit.

"What? Can't I even call to inquire about the company's situation?"

Meng Chuan was already in a bad mood, and faced with Lin Zhongyue's attitude, he immediately retorted coldly:

"Prepare all the company's reports for me immediately, especially the financial ones. I need to go to the company to check the accounts right away."

Lin Zhongyue was visibly taken aback when Meng Chuan said this.

After several breaths, Lin Zhongyue softened his tone and said:

"Meng Chuan, what kind of trouble are you up to now? Just get to the point."

It's impossible for Meng Chuan to investigate.

If Meng Chuan really wants to investigate, the entire Lin Group will definitely be thrown into chaos.

First, all departments need to temporarily put aside their current work.

Only through full cooperation can all kinds of reports be compiled.

Secondly, if Meng Chuan discovers anything suspicious, it will give him another handle to use against him.

If Meng Chuan gets into a bad mood one day and releases these shady dealings, the Lin Group's stock price will plummet again.

Of course, someone as astute as Lin Zhongyue could also tell the difference.

Meng Chuan must have something to ask of him.

As long as Meng Chuan's demands are met, everything will be fine.

"Withdraw the claims and lawsuits against Meng Jianjun's family."

Meng Chuan was too lazy to argue with Lin Zhongyue, and didn't want to explain further.

It's more like a command.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Zhongyue remained silent.

He really wanted to curse, saying, "It was you who told me to mess with Meng Jianjun."

Everything has now entered the investigation and evidence collection stage, and the public prosecution is about to begin. Are you going to back out again?

What's going on?

During those few seconds of silence from Lin Zhongyue.

Meng Jianjun and his two sons stood frozen in place, like statues.

It felt like centuries had passed.

They listened intently, so much so that they forgot to breathe.

Whether the situation can be calmed depends on what Lin Zhongyue says next.

They couldn't help but be nervous.

"it is good!"

Just when Meng Jianjun and the other two were about to suffocate.

Lin Zhongyue finally uttered a single word.

Immediately afterwards, the phone went dead with a "beep beep beep" dial tone.