Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

The huge sum of fifty million yuan directly set off an explosion within the Lin family.

Lin's mother, holding Lin Wanwan's hand, stared at the string of numbers on her phone screen all morning, muttering non-stop, "Good heavens, how much money is this... I've never seen so many zeros in my life..."

When Lin's father and Lin Hao found out, they were stunned for a long time and couldn't say a word.

Especially Lin Hao, the way he looked at his sister completely changed. Before, in his eyes, his sister was just an ordinary, even somewhat unsophisticated, college student. And now? She's transformed into a woman with a net worth of fifty million.

This is so surreal, it's like a dream.

"Sis, you...you're a millionaire now!" Lin Hao leaned closer, his eyes sparkling.

Lin Wanwan could only manage a bitter smile. She couldn't explain to her brother that the money wasn't hers, but belonged to that man. At best, she was just a temporary custodian.

"Don't talk nonsense." She put away her phone, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

She didn't dare touch a single penny of that money.

Lin Wanwan was absent-minded all day. Her mind was filled with images from last night and that frightening number. The two things were intertwined, making it impossible for her to sit still.

She felt lightheaded, unable to stand on solid ground, as if she were about to fall apart at any moment.

In the afternoon, she was nestled in her room reading when Zhou Cheng called again.

"Pack your things, Driver Li will pick you up in half an hour."

"Where...where to?" Lin Wanwan's heart jumped.

"Meeting someone."

Zhou Cheng always speaks like this, concise and to the point, leaving no room for further questions.

Half an hour later, the black Mercedes-Benz S-Class pulled up in front of Courtyard No. 1 on time.

Lin Wanwan changed into a Chanel suit that Teacher Wang had put together for her, and applied light makeup. She looked much more stylish, but the awkwardness in her eyes was still undeniable.

The car drove into a top-tier private club in the center of Jiangcheng City.

Lin Wanwan had heard of this club before. Rumor had it that the entry requirements were ridiculously high, with members being either extremely wealthy or powerful, and ordinary people didn't even know which way the door faced.

Driver Li led her along the way without any obstacles.

The club was resplendent with gold and silver, and the waiters were all tall and straight. When they saw them, they all bowed respectfully.

Lin Wanwan followed behind, her palms sweating with nervousness.

Driver Li led her to the door of a private room and gestured for her to enter: "Miss, Mr. Zhou is waiting for you inside."

Lin Wanwan took a breath and pushed open the door.

Inside the private room, Zhou Cheng was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of tea, looking very relaxed.

There was a woman sitting opposite him.

She was dressed in a smart business suit, her hair was neatly styled, her face was expressionless, but her eyes were sharp.

It's Qin Yue.

Seeing Lin Wanwan enter, Qin Yue's gaze swept over her. It was quick, but that glance held a scrutinizing quality.

Lin Wanwan felt uncomfortable under her gaze and stood at the door, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet.

"Come here." Zhou Cheng beckoned to her.

Lin Wanwan obediently walked over and sat down next to him.

Zhou Cheng naturally reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

This action caused a very subtle change in Qin Yue's eyes.

"Let me introduce you," Zhou Cheng said casually. "This is Lin Wanwan."

He paused, looked at Qin Yue, and added another sentence.

The sound wasn't loud, but its weight was devastating.

"From now on, she is the mistress of this place. Her affairs are my affairs. Her words are my words."

"Do you understand?"

These words exploded in Qin Yue's mind.

hostess?

Qin Yue almost lost her composure.

Having followed Zhou Cheng for so long, she considered herself the one who understood him best. This man had many women around him—Su Qingyao, Tang Xinyi, each one a beauty among women. Yet he had never given any of them a formal title.

In his eyes, all women were merely accessories of varying value.

But now, he's actually using the term "female hostess" to describe this girl who still looks a bit inexperienced?

Qin Yue's heart was in turmoil, but she didn't show it on her face at all.

She stood up, bowed slightly to Lin Wanwan, and her attitude was so respectful that there was not a single fault with it.

"Ms. Lin, hello. I'm Qin Yue, Mr. Zhou's personal assistant. Please feel free to contact me if you have any requests in the future."

Lin Wanwan was a little confused by her display of force and quickly stood up: "Assistant Qin, you...you don't have to be so polite."

"That's only right," Qin Yue said professionally.

Zhou Cheng was very satisfied with what he saw.

He wanted to use this method to tell Qin Yue, and everyone around him, that Lin Wanwan's status was different from others.

Just then, the system's voice rang in his mind.

[Ding! Detected that the host has established a core position as an S-level target, Lin Wanwan, and her identity has been recognized by the core team!]

[Hidden Quest: The Queen's Cornerstone, Completed!]

[Task settlement in progress...]

[Congratulations, host! You have received the mission reward: 70% equity in Galaxy Technology Group!]

The asset transfer process has begun, and relevant legal documents will be sent to your encrypted email address within one hour. From this moment forward, you are the largest shareholder of Galaxy Technology Group!

coming.

Zhou Cheng's lips curled into a slight smile.

Galaxy Technology.

A leading technology company in Jiangcheng and even the entire Jiangnan province, specializing in chip research and development and artificial intelligence, with a market value of over 200 billion yuan.

Previously, he was just a super-rich man who spent money recklessly.

Now, he is the behind-the-scenes boss of a top technology company.

This feeling is much more interesting than simply spending money.

[The current market capitalization of Galaxy Technology Group is approximately 2300 billion yuan, with an annual net profit of approximately 150 billion yuan. This asset has been automatically added to your personal wealth portfolio.]

The system notification sound is still ringing.

Zhou Cheng picked up his teacup, gently blew on the steam, and his thoughts drifted far away.

He glanced at Lin Wanwan, who still looked flustered beside him, and thought to himself, "This girl is really a lucky star."

……

at the same time.

The chairman's office on the top floor of the Galaxy Technology Group headquarters.

Li Hongyuan, a chairman who is over fifty years old and has a lot of influence in the Jiangcheng business community, is holding his mobile phone with cold sweat on his forehead.

Five minutes ago, he received an urgent call from the Ministry of Justice.

Within an hour, over 70% of the group's circulating shares were snapped up by a mysterious overseas trust fund in an almost brutal manner.

The whole process was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

By the time he came to his senses, he, the chairman, had become a minority shareholder with less than 10% of the shares.

Galaxy Technology has changed hands.

"Investigate! Investigate for me! Find out who's behind that trust fund at all costs!" Li Hongyuan roared hysterically at his secretary on the other end of the phone.

He couldn't figure it out.

Who exactly is this person with such wealth and resources that they could silently swallow up a behemoth with a market value of 200 billion in just one hour?

This approach has exceeded his understanding of business warfare.

This is not an acquisition.

This is divine punishment.

Not long after, the secretary called back, her voice filled with fear.

"Chairman Li... we can't find anything."

"What do you mean you can't find anything?!"

"Their firewall is world-class. The moment our technician touched it, the entire department's computers... went down."

"The only... the only information we can find is that the manager of this trust fund is named Qin Yue."

"Qin Yue?" Li Hongyuan frowned; the name was unfamiliar.

"Yes. According to the information, she graduated from Harvard and was previously a top analyst at a leading investment bank on Wall Street. About six months ago... she suddenly resigned and returned to China."

Li Hongyuan's heart sank little by little.

He knew that this time, he had run into a formidable opponent.

Just as he was in a state of utter confusion, the personal phone on his desk rang.

An unfamiliar number.

Li Hongyuan hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the call.

"Hello, is this Chairman Li?" The voice on the other end of the phone was that of a young man, very calm.

"Yes, I am. And you are?"

My surname is Zhou.

Zhou Cheng, on the other end of the phone, looked out the window and spoke calmly.

"From today onwards, I'm in charge of Galaxy Technology."