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The smell of disinfectant in the hospital irritated Su Ning's nasal cavity. He slowly opened his eyes, and the blinding white light made him subconsciously raise his hand to shield them.

In that instant, it was as if a flood had burst through a dam, and countless fragments of memories rushed into his mind.

"Ah—" he groaned in pain, clutching his head with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the effort.

Memories from the real world, memories from this world, and everything that the system had deliberately hidden—all of it returned.

Suning stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, breathing rapidly.

"System, you've really gone all out this time!" he sneered inwardly. "You stripped me of all my memories from the very beginning, leaving me to fumble around in this world like an idiot."

Upon noticing that Su Ning had woken up, both the Queen and Qi Dongcao burst into laughter through their tears. "Su Ning, are you alright?"

"It's alright! On the contrary, it's great! I've regained my memories."

"Really?" The Queen and Qi Dongcao were both pleasantly surprised.

However, Su Ning revealed a cold and cruel smile, "But this car accident was obviously staged, and I will not let it go easily."

"Wei Jinghai?"

“That’s right! The Nanshan Chamber of Commerce was just defeated by Fan Longquan. If they could also get rid of me, their mortal enemy, wouldn’t that be a permanent solution?”

"But we have no evidence!"

“I have a way! Wei Jinghai doesn’t know he’s awakened a real demon.”

"..."

The ward door was pushed open, and Li Zhijin walked in holding a bouquet of lilies.

Seeing Su Ning awake, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "President Su, you're finally awake! The doctor said you..."

Her words came to an abrupt halt because she saw the look in Su Ning's eyes.

That was no longer the gentle yet shrewd gaze of the past, but a chilling calmness and sharpness, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

"Where's the accident report?" Su Ning's voice was eerily calm.

Li Zhijin paused for a moment, then took out a document from her bag: "The traffic police have already determined that the truck driver was driving under the influence of alcohol..."

Su Ning took the document, glanced at it, and threw it aside: "Drunk driving? Ha, Wei Jinghai can't even be bothered to cover it up properly."

"President Su, what nonsense are you talking about?" Li Zhijin frowned. "Although Wei Jinghai has business competition with your Kyushu, how could he do such a thing?"

“Li Zhijin, you can go back and tell your grandfather,” Su Ning interrupted her, her eyes icy, “Fan Longquan’s life won’t just end like this.”

Li Zhijin's expression changed drastically: "Su Ning! Do you know what you're saying? How did you drag my grandfather into this again?"

Su Ning smirked coldly. "An old dog that's been bred with a mad dog! It needs to pay the price for its actions."

Li Zhijin was so angry that she trembled all over, turned around and slammed the door as she left.

Su Ning watched her retreating figure, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number: "Number One, help me find out the background of the driver who caused the accident. Also, I need all of Wei Jinghai's whereabouts records for the past month."

A respectful reply came from the other end of the phone.

Su Ning hung up the phone, looked out at the gloomy sky, and muttered to himself, "System, since you've made me regain my memories, don't blame me for going too far."

……

Fan Longquan's funeral was held on a rainy Saturday.

The funeral hall was decorated solemnly and respectfully. Fan Longquan's smile remained unchanged in the black and white photo, but he could no longer speak.

Shen Yulan stood beside the coffin, dressed in black, her face haggard and her eyes red and swollen.

When Wei Jinghai appeared at the entrance of the mourning hall with Xiaolin, her body visibly trembled.

"Wei Jinghai, you executioner, what are you doing here?" Shen Yulan's voice was hoarse. "Get out!"

Wei Jinghai wore a feigned expression of grief: "Mrs. Shen, I am also deeply saddened by President Fan's passing, but as a business partner..."

"Slap!" A loud slap interrupted Wei Jinghai's words.

Shen Yulan slapped him across the face with all her might, leaving several bloody marks on his cheek with her fingernails.

"Get out!" she screamed hysterically. "Stop pretending here!"

An uproar erupted inside the mourning hall.

Wei Jinghai's face darkened, and he was about to lash out when a commotion suddenly broke out at the door.

Everyone turned to look and saw Su Ning walk in, dressed in a black suit, followed by hundreds of bodyguards in black.

Even more shockingly, the two bodyguards were dragging a man whose face was covered in blood; he was the drunk driver who caused the accident.

“Su…Su Ning?” Wei Jinghai’s pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Su Ning ignored him and went straight to Fan Longquan's portrait, bowing deeply three times.

Then he turned around, his gaze sweeping over everyone present like a knife.

"Everyone, besides sending President Fan off on his final journey today, I also want to seek justice for him." Su Ning's voice wasn't loud, but it silenced the entire mourning hall.

He walked up to the driver who was being held to the ground, squatted down, and said, "Speak! Who ordered you to crash into our car?"

The driver trembled, but gritted his teeth and said, "I...I really was driving under the influence...no one told me to..."

Su Ning sighed, stood up, and stretched out her hand to the side.

A bodyguard immediately handed over a heavy sledgehammer.

"This is my last chance." Su Ning weighed the hammer in his hand.

The driver looked at the hammer in horror, then stole a glance at Wei Jinghai, who shook his head almost imperceptibly.

"Ah—" A shrill scream echoed through the mourning hall.

Suning smashed the driver's left hand with a hammer, the sound of bones breaking was chilling.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" The driver cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face. "It was General Manager Wei... Wei Jinghai gave me 500,000... to fake drunk driving and kill Fan Longquan... saying he'd give me another 500,000 after it was done..."

An uproar erupted in the mourning hall, and everyone stared at Wei Jinghai in shock.

"Nonsense!" Wei Jinghai's face turned ashen. "Su Ning, how dare you use torture to extract a confession! I'm calling the police!"

Su Ning sneered: "Go ahead and report it! It'll be good to let the police check your recent large expenditures."

He walked step by step toward Wei Jinghai, "You think you can get away with it by finding a scapegoat?"

Wei Jinghai backed away, his voice trembling, "You... what do you want to do? There are so many people watching..."

"It's better to watch." Su Ning suddenly made a move, slamming the iron hammer hard into Wei Jinghai's left hand.

With a sharp "crack," Wei Jinghai let out a pig-like scream, fell to his knees, and twisted his left hand at a bizarre angle.

“Wei Jinghai, this is just the beginning.” Su Ning looked down at him, her voice icy. “I won’t let you die too easily. From today onwards, you will live in fear every day, not knowing which part of you I will take from you the next time we meet.”

He turned to the entire room, his gaze sharp as lightning: "Anyone else involved in President Fan's death had better step forward now. Otherwise, once I find out..."

The words were left unsaid, but the threat was clear.

Li Zhijin stepped forward, her face pale: "Su Ning! Are you crazy? What evidence do you have to prove it was Wei Jinghai?"

“Miss Li,” Su Ning interrupted her, “go back and tell your grandfather that the Kyushu Group has officially declared war on the Li Group. Doesn’t he like to manipulate things from behind the scenes? This time, I’ll play along with him to the end.”

The mourning hall was deathly silent, with only Wei Jinghai's painful groans echoing through the air.

Shen Yulan looked at Su Ning, her eyes filled with both gratitude and fear.

This Su Ning was completely different from the one she remembered.

It turns out that Suning arranged for a fight among inmates in the detention center, and the "driver who caused the accident" who was seriously injured was immediately sent to the hospital.

Then Suning's men easily took away the "driver who caused the accident," something that would be easy for him now.

Instead of killing the "driver who caused the accident," Suning made him confess everything to the police.

……

After the funeral, Shen Yulan met with Su Ning at a private club.

"President Su, thank you for seeking justice for Longquan." Her voice choked with emotion, "But such open retaliation is too dangerous. Wei Jinghai is backed by the Li Group..."

"So what if it's the Li Group?" Su Ning sneered. "Just a bunch of clowns."

Shen Yulan hesitated for a moment: "Regarding Fanlong Group... Zhu Fengping is preparing to take over as chairman, but his son owes high-interest loans, and I'm worried..."

“I have my own arrangements for Zhu Fengping’s matter,” Su Ning interrupted her. “Mrs. Shen, you don’t need to worry about business matters. I will avenge President Fan in my own way.”

Shen Yulan stared at him blankly: "Su Ning, you... thank you."

Su Ning's lips curled slightly: "If Wei Jinghai knew that he had awakened a demon, I wonder if he would be pleasantly surprised or terrified?"

"..."

At the same moment, inside the Li family mansion, Li Minxian listened to Li Zhijin's report, his face ashen. "Grandpa, that Su Ning is simply insane! He actually declared war on us in public and even asserted that Wei Jinghai was the mastermind behind the car accident."

Li Minxian raised his hand to stop his granddaughter from speaking, and slowly got up and walked to the window: "Notify the finance department to freeze all funds involved in the cooperation with Fanlong Group. Contact the media and prepare a press release."

"Grandpa?" Li Zhijin looked at him in surprise. "You want to deal with Su Ning personally, but there's no need to abandon Fanlong Group!"

Li Minxian turned around, a cold glint in his eyes, "Wei Jinghai is a hunting dog I raised myself! The mistakes made by the hunting dog should naturally be the responsibility of me, the master."

"grandfather……"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Jiao Ye put down the phone and instructed his subordinates, "Tell Zhu Fengping that the money his son owes can be delayed... as long as he agrees to our conditions."

When Jiao Ye received Wei Jinghai's call for help, he was completely stunned.

"Jinghai, are you kidding me?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Prepare a boat for me. I want to leave Hangzhou and leave the country."

"Okay! Should we call the police?"

"It's no use! Su Ning has already dragged that driver out of the detention center."

"What? How did he do that?"

"Stop asking! Just do as I tell you to do."

"Okay! Three hours at most."

The smoke of business warfare is quietly spreading.

……

Zhao Xin's fingers trembled slightly as he pushed open the door to the president's office of Kyushu Group.

Suning has always been an obsession for him; not only did Suning disown him as his father, but he also took away his Jinhai Group.

Now, he finally received definite news: Su Ning had miraculously regained his memory.

Zhao Xin's voice choked as he looked at the tall, straight figure in front of the French window.

Su Ning slowly turned around, her cold gaze like an invisible wall, freezing Zhao Xin's joy.

"Mr. Zhao, is there something you need?" Su Ning's voice was eerily calm as she lightly tapped her fingers on the desk.

There was a cutting-edge smartphone there, which was unique in the Chinese market in 2009.

Zhao Xin's smile froze: "Su Ning, didn't you already regain your memories?"

“I know who you are. I know who you are, but after the Queen and I were kidnapped that day, we had nothing to do with you, our father.” Su Ning interrupted him and walked to the office chair to sit down.

Zhao Xin was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale: "Su Ning, this is very unfair to me."

"It is shameless for a man to abandon his wife and children, and to let his grudges affect the safety of his children, Zhao Sanjin, you are not a man at all."

"I……"

Suning picked up the phone, slid his finger across the touchscreen, showcasing a human-computer interaction interface far ahead of its time. "President Zhao, Jiuzhou Group is about to hold a global product launch conference, I'm very busy."

Zhao Xin stared at the phone, too shocked to speak.

In 2009, Apple's iPhone 3GS had just been launched, while the devices in Suning's possession were clearly a generation ahead.

"Su Ning, what exactly are you..." Zhao Xin wanted to step forward to continue explaining, but was stopped by two security personnel who suddenly appeared.

"Show him out." Su Ning looked down at the documents and didn't glance at Zhao Xin again.

The moment the office door closed, Su Ning's fingers trembled slightly, and a hint of pain flashed in her eyes.

But soon, he pressed the communicator on the table: "Technical department, how is the lithography machine project progressing?"

……

A week later, Kyushu Group's global launch event shocked the world.

At the press conference, Suning personally showcased four groundbreaking products: a new energy vehicle with a range of 800 kilometers; a lithography machine with a 5-nanometer process; a high-end CNC machine tool with a precision of 0.001 millimeters; and a smartphone named "Red Beauty Generation"—equipped with facial recognition, fingerprint unlocking, and an operating system far ahead of its time.

"This is impossible!" At an Apple executive meeting in Silicon Valley, Steve Jobs paused the presentation video, pointed at the "Red Generation" on the screen, and exclaimed, "They're faking it! This technology is at least five years ahead of us!"

In Berlin, Germany, the technical director at BMW headquarters stared at the specifications of Kyushu New Energy Vehicles, his hands trembling: "800 kilometers of range? This battery technology... have they cracked the solid-state battery?"

Morris Chang, chairman of TSMC, flew to mainland China overnight. Staring at a photo of a 5-nanometer lithography machine, he muttered to himself, "ASML hasn't even reached 5 nanometers yet... Where did Kyushu Group get the technology?"

The eyes of the global technology community were suddenly focused on China, on Kyushu Group, and on that 30-year-old business prodigy—Suning.

……

The atmosphere in Li Minxian's study at the Li family mansion was somber.

"Have you found out where these technologies came from?" Li Minxian's face was gloomy, and the teacup in his hand trembled slightly.

Li Zhijin shook his head: "Grandpa, the technical team has analyzed it. All the patents applied for by Jiuzhou Group are complete and there is no trace of plagiarism. It's like... it's like these technologies were really developed independently by them."

"Bullshit!" Li Minxian slammed his fist on the table. "No one in the world could possibly have this technology! They must have stolen secrets from foreign tech companies!"

Wei Jinghai, his left hand in a cast and his face deathly pale, said, "Old Li, what do we do now? The stock price of Jiuzhou Group has surged 200% in three days, and our short-selling funds..."

"Shut up!" Li Minxian shouted sternly. "If you hadn't taken it upon yourself to kill Fan Longquan, would Su Ning have gone to war with our Li Group?"

The room fell into dead silence.

After a long pause, Li Minxian took a deep breath: "Contact our friends at the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology and tell them that the source of Jiuzhou Group's technology is suspicious and may endanger national security, and request that an investigation be launched."

He then looked at Li Zhijin: "Also, call Soros and tell him that the opportunity to short Kyushu Group has arrived."

"Yes! Grandpa."

Meanwhile, Jiao Ye stood in the shadows, watching the replay of Suning's press conference on TV, his eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

"Have you found out? Has Suning been acting strangely these past two years?" he asked his subordinate beside him.

“It’s very strange, Master Jiao.” The subordinate handed over a document. “We can’t find much useful information, and their investment acumen is frighteningly accurate. What’s even stranger is that Kyushu Group’s technologies seem to have appeared out of thin air…”

Jiaoye narrowed his eyes: "Continue the investigation!"

"Yes, Master Jiao."

……

The investigation by relevant departments came sooner than expected.

Three days after the press conference, a team of staff moved into the headquarters of Kyushu Group and took away a large amount of technical data.

On the same day, international financial magnate George Soros publicly questioned the authenticity of Kyushu Group's technology, causing Kyushu-related stocks to plummet by 15%.

Su Ning stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, looking at the flashing police lights below, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"President Su, the lithography machine project has been halted." The technical director rushed in anxiously. "The relevant departments say they want to thoroughly investigate the source of the technology..."

"Let them investigate." Su Ning turned around and took out a stack of documents from the safe. "Give these original patents and R&D logs to the investigation team. Also, notify the public relations department to prepare for the second round of product launches."

The CTO was dumbfounded: "Release it? In this situation..."

"Do as I say." Su Ning's eyes were sharp as knives. "Also, contact the Chinese Academy of Sciences and tell them that I am willing to provide a 5-nanometer lithography machine for national research free of charge."

That evening, an even more explosive piece of news swept the globe: Kyushu Group announced the successful development of a quantum computer prototype with a computing speed of 100 qubits!

This news directly caused a sharp drop in US tech stocks, triggering a circuit breaker on the Nasdaq index.

……

Inside the Li family mansion, Li Minxian was watching breaking news on television when his teacup shattered on the ground with a "crack".

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..." His face turned deathly pale, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

Li Zhijin rushed in, flustered: "Grandpa! I just received news that the Chinese Academy of Sciences has verified the quantum computer developed by Kyushu Corporation, and the country has decided to fully support Kyushu Corporation! Our short-selling funds..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lee Min-hyun suddenly clutched his chest and collapsed.

Meanwhile, Wei Jinghai was hiding in the VIP lounge of a private airport, preparing to fly to the United States.

He watched Suning's interview on TV and trembled all over.

"Mr. Wei, the plane is ready," the assistant whispered.

Just as Wei Jinghai was about to get up, the door to the VIP room was suddenly kicked open.

Six men in black rushed in, and the leader took off his sunglasses, revealing a cold smile.

"Mr. Wei, Mr. Su asked me to pass on a message to you..." the man in black said, emphasizing each word, "The game has only just begun, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Wei Jinghai, his face ashen, slumped onto the sofa.

He knew that Su Ning's revenge had only just begun.

...(End of chapter)