Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

"Because, this is what I, Leng Aotian, said."

Leng Shao arrogantly slammed the 50-page, all-English business plan onto the center of the conference table.

He slightly raised his perfectly sculpted profile, like that of an ancient Greek sculpture, and quietly waited for these Wall Street financial tycoons to sign the unequal treaty with their eyes glazed over, as usual.

In his original system settings, as long as this move "Domineering CEO's Contempt" is triggered.

No matter how outrageous the logic in the business plan is, these top investors with IQs of 180 will be instantly rendered stupid.

They would be so enamored with Leng Shao that they would think he was an exceptional business genius, and then rush to hand over billions of dollars to him.

But today, Leng Aotian posed for a full five minutes, almost straining his neck. The expected scene of people rushing to sign autographs did not materialize.

A sharp "beep—connection interrupted" suddenly echoed deep within his mind.

The pink, domineering CEO aura that had always enveloped him and could forcibly distort the intelligence of those around him shattered and dissipated instantly, like broken glass.

The dozen or so top Wall Street investors sitting on either side of the long table jolted awake. Their previously bewildered and empty eyes instantly regained the shrewdness and sharpness befitting capitalists.

Mr. Smith, sitting at the head of the table, frowned as he picked up the proposal. He only glanced at the outline at the beginning and almost threw up the Michelin steak he had eaten the night before.

"Mr. Leng, are you kidding us?"

Smith slammed the exquisite proposal onto Leng Aotian's face without hesitation, his angry roar echoing throughout the entire conference room.

"Is this the multinational monopoly project worth hundreds of billions that you were talking about?"

"Not only is the proposal riddled with typos, but you actually want to use our 20 billion yuan investment to reclaim land from the sea, just to build some kind of heart-shaped amusement park for your runaway first love?"

"Not only is there no profit model analysis, but even the most basic accounting formulas are wrong! Even a third-grade elementary school student is better at math than you!"

A blond, blue-eyed partner next to him was so angry that he trembled all over and suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"This idiotic and brain-dead PowerPoint presentation thinks they can swindle us out of 20 billion US dollars? Do they think we went to Harvard Business School for nothing?! This is an absolute insult to our intelligence!"

Leng Aotian was completely dumbfounded. His usually expressionless and cold face was now twitching comically and wildly.

"Are you all insane?! I am Leng Aotian! With just one word from me, the world will crumble and the king will fall, and you petty capitalists won't even know how you died!"

He instinctively reached out to pinch Smith's chin, attempting to forcefully control the situation with his domineering CEO aura.

"Fuck you, Wang Po! Security! Don't let this lunatic near me!"

Smith kicked Leng Aotian away with a look of disgust. Dozens of burly bodyguards in black immediately rushed in and shielded the angry investors.

"Withdraw your investment! Withdraw immediately! Spending even a second with this idiot is a desecration of capital!"

The investors tore up the contracts in front of them without hesitation and stormed out of the meeting room cursing as if they were avoiding a plague.

"No! You can't leave! System! Activate the forced health lock and funds modifier now!"

Leng Aotian knelt on the expensive carpet, frantically calling out in his mind with all his might.

There was no response; the omnipotent, domineering CEO system remained as silent as if it had never existed.

Just then, the conference room door was violently kicked open again.

Leng Aotian's CFO rolled in, his face ashen, holding a stack of crumpled bank collection notices.

"President Leng! It's over! Everything's over!"

The CFO cried so hard that she lost one of her contact lenses and desperately clung to Leng Aotian's leg.

"Our company's internal accounting fraud has suddenly been exposed online! Those competitor companies that we previously shorted started a frenzied counterattack as soon as the stock market opened today!"

"Our funding chain has completely collapsed! A hole of a whopping 800 billion yuan! Just now, the presidents of the four major banks—ICBC, ABC, BOC, and CCB—personally led their debt collection teams to block the lobby downstairs, and even the court's bankruptcy liquidation seal has been affixed to the door!"

One day. It only took one day.

Having lost its incredible ability to forcibly intervene in the stock market and tamper with accounts, the once-mighty Leng family business empire collapsed like a sandcastle without a foundation.

Leng Aotian slumped on the cold ground, looking out the window at the bustling street scene of Jinghai City. He finally realized what a complete waste he was after stripping away his halo.

The once powerful and domineering CEO has vanished, leaving behind only a prisoner facing massive debts and charges of economic fraud.

He covered his face in despair and let out a cry a hundred times more heart-wrenching than that of his runaway wife.

And at this very moment.

Without the system's suppression, Jinghai City had descended into utter chaos. The streets were filled with "Dragon Kings" and "Soldier Kings" being relentlessly pursued by their enemies because they had lost their superpowers. The sirens of ambulances and police cars blared and echoed through the sky.

Suburban port.

Accompanied by the deep, resonant sound of the warship's horn, the amphibious assault ship, which had just quelled a rebellion on a remote island in the deep sea, cleaved through the waves and steadily docked at the military pier.

Rows of fully armed special forces soldiers quickly assembled and disembarked from the ship like black swords.

Lu Jingyan stepped onto the sturdy breakwater, his body reeking of gunpowder and the salty smell of the sea breeze, and strode onto a bomb-proof off-road vehicle that had been waiting on the shore.

Half an hour later, at the Provincial Public Security Bureau compound.

The black SUV executed a swift drift and brakes, coming to a smooth stop in front of the office building.

Director Chen, accompanied by a group of municipal bureau leaders, greeted them with tears in their eyes.

"Xiao Lu! You guys are finally back! Well done! Those system monsters have all been brought back to their original forms!"

Lu Jingyan pushed open the car door, casually twirled the police pistol in his hand that hadn't yet been deactivated, and finally slammed it heavily onto the hood of the Jeep.

His deep black eyes surveyed the chaotic and restless city, yet a chilling and intensely excited killing intent flickered within them.

Now that this absurd, high-dimensional farce has been physically severed at its source, none of the remaining parasites that have run rampant on this land will escape.

Zhao Tiezhu jumped off the car, holding a Gatling gun, his face full of fat, and excitedly squeezed into a ball.

"Boss! This city is full of pathetic, useless protagonists crying and begging for mercy. How are we going to handle this?"

Lu Jingyan straightened his somewhat disheveled tactical cloak, a cruel, rule-of-law smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"How will this end?"

Lu Jingyan looked up at the last rays of the setting sun on the horizon, his voice as cold as an polar glacier.

"In the past, they relied on the system's halo to float in the sky, and we couldn't get any physical evidence."

"Now that they've all fallen into the mud, grab the brooms and handcuffs."

"Everyone, load your weapons. Come with me to settle scores later."