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"Strawberry TV, from now on, will be surnamed Wu."

Wu You's voice was soft, clear and cold, like the clearest spring water in a valley.

But these eight words, when they reached Su Qinghuan's ears, were no less than a thunderclap that shook the heavens and the earth!

She froze on the spot.

Her mind went blank for several seconds because of this overly domineering and absurd statement.

Strawberry TV... From now on, will it be surnamed Wu?

What... what does this mean?

She instinctively thought she had misheard.

How can a TV station just say what its surname is?

That's a huge media group with thousands of employees and a market value of billions!

However, when her gaze met Wu You's calm and unwavering eyes again, the slight doubt in her heart vanished instantly.

She knew that this child never spoke empty words.

Every word he uttered carried an undeniable force, a force that would inevitably become reality.

He said that the person from Strawberry TV Station is surnamed Wu.

So, from this moment on, Strawberry TV will truly belong to the Wu family.

An indescribable, immense joy and shock instantly overwhelmed all the fear and despair in Su Qinghuan's heart!

She felt like she was on a runaway roller coaster. One second she was plummeting into the abyss, and the next she was pulled up by an invisible force and soared into the sky!

Her hand holding the phone trembled slightly with excitement.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Tao, who was still wailing, seemed to have heard Wu You's words as well.

His crying stopped abruptly.

"Qing...Qinghuan...I...did I just...heard something?" Zhou Tao's voice was full of uncertainty and confusion.

Su Qinghuan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turbulent emotions churning within her.

Speaking into the phone with an unwavering and confident tone she herself had never used before, she said, word by word, "Director Zhou, you don't need to do anything."

"Wait for my news."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

She didn't want to explain anything to Zhou Tao anymore.

Because any explanation seems so pale and powerless in the face of Wu You's promise that "Strawberry TV belongs to the Wu family."

After hanging up the phone, Su Qinghuan's gaze fell on Wu You again.

The pleading and helplessness that had been there before were gone from her eyes.

Instead, there is an absolute trust and reverence that comes from the depths of the soul, almost like faith.

She knew that from this day forward, her fate, and the fate of her entire television station, would be inextricably linked with that eight-year-old child before her.

And this is perhaps the greatest honor of her life, and of the entire Strawberry TV station.

Wu You didn't pay attention to Su Qinghuan's burning gaze.

In his view, buying a television station casually was nothing more than a trivial matter.

It's like a billionaire casually buying a candy store that's about to go bankrupt on the street.

They didn't even have the interest to give him a second glance.

His gaze returned to Wang Hao, who was lying on the ground, holding his phone, completely dumbfounded.

Wang Hao had obviously heard what Wu You had just said.

Although he didn't understand what "Strawberry TV's surname is Wu" really meant.

But he could sense that the words contained an absolute power that he could not understand at all, yet which terrified him.

The phone in his hand was still on a call.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Teng's humble yet desperate pleas could still be heard intermittently.

"Please... spare the Wang family... I'm willing... I'm willing to give you everything I have..."

"If only... if only you could be lenient..."

Wu You looked at Wang Hao on the ground, at the phone that was still emitting pleading sounds, and gently shook his head.

That look was as if he were looking at a worthless, discarded toy.

He slowly turned around, seemingly having completely lost interest in the farce.

With his back to everyone, he began to walk back the way he had come.

His small figure, bathed in sunlight, appeared somewhat lonely, yet also carried an air of aloofness befitting a ruler.

"With respect."

He spoke softly as he walked.

"Clean this place up."

"I don't want to see this dirty stuff again."

"Yes, young master," Wu Jingzhi replied respectfully, bowing deeply.

Then, he turned around and looked at the two security guards who had been waiting.

His wrinkled face once again revealed that cold, authoritative air that belonged to a law enforcer.

"According to village rules, handle it."

He only said five words.

The two security guards immediately understood.

One of them walked toward the eight bodyguards whose limbs had been broken.

The other person walked towards Wang Hao, who had completely fallen into despair.

And his secretary, Assistant Zhang, who was terrified and cowered in the car the whole time.

Su Qinghuan's heart leaped into her throat as she watched this scene unfold.

Clean it thoroughly?

Should it be handled according to village regulations?

What... what does this mean?

Is it...

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

All she saw was the two security guards dragging Wang Hao and his men off the ground one by one, like dead dogs, and then throwing them into the two black Mercedes G63s.

Throughout the entire process, there was not a trace of pity, nor a trace of hesitation.

The bodyguards' wails and Wang Hao's desperate curses rang out again.

But soon, the car door slammed shut, shutting out all the noise inside the car.

Then, the two black Mercedes-Benz cars and the Cullinan with the broken window were skillfully started by the two security guards.

The convoy turned around and headed towards the mountain road outside the village.

Where will they go, and what fate awaits the people inside?

Nobody knows.

All Su Qinghuan knew was that from this day forward, the Wang family would no longer exist in Shanghai.

And she no longer had to worry about being bothered by that disgusting fly.

An unprecedented sense of ease and security enveloped her.

She watched the small figure walk away, her eyes filled with endless complexity.

This child is both a god who can bring her supreme glory and protection.

It is also a demon that can mercilessly crush all enemies into dust.

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