My capital is quite large.

The lobby on the first floor of Haofeng Networks headquarters.

The Mediterranean-looking section chief from Nanshan District, along with several of his subordinates, was stopped by security guards outside the turnstile, sweating profusely.

"Let me in! I need to see General Manager Li! I'm from the District Investment Promotion Bureau, and I have important policies to discuss with General Manager Li in person!" The Mediterranean-haired section chief was so anxious that he was jumping up and down. His usual high and mighty official demeanor had vanished, and he looked like an ant on a hot pan.

However, the security guard just looked at him coldly: "I'm sorry, sir, Mr. Li is not seeing any guests today. The president's office has issued a strict order that no one is allowed to come upstairs without an appointment."

They won't even show their faces!

This is a complete and utter break!

The Mediterranean-skinned section chief slumped on the sofa in the lobby, his face ashen.

He knew that this behemoth, which rakes in hundreds of millions of dollars every month, was beyond the control of Nanshan District.

Meanwhile, in Nanjing, Jiangsu Province, thousands of miles away, the city demonstrated astonishing administrative efficiency in welcoming this super unicorn to settle in.

Sub-provincial cities are giving the green light to all projects, and various departments are working together.

In less than three days, all the complicated procedures, business registration changes, and tax relocations for Haofeng Network's cross-provincial relocation were expedited and approved by Jinling authorities with special processing speed!

In this efficiency-driven internet age, Jinling demonstrated to Li Feng what true sincerity is through its actions.

What followed was a massive "ant-like" migration.

Thousands of employees, massive amounts of server data, and various R&D departments are being transferred to Jinling Xianlin Science and Technology New City in batches and in an orderly manner.

……

Late November, Nanjing.

The early winter wind already carried a chill.

Located in a top-tier affluent area at the foot of Zijin Mountain, a super-luxurious Chinese-style manor villa nestled against the mountain and beside the water is radiating a comfortable temperature through underfloor heating throughout the house.

Li Feng stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the snow scene of Zijin Mountain in early winter.

Zhang Xinyu, carrying a compiled document, tiptoed behind Li Feng.

"Boss, are you getting used to living in this newly bought manor?" Zhang Xinyu asked softly while massaging Li Feng's shoulders.

"Not bad." Li Feng nodded in satisfaction.

This top-tier luxury mansion, originally priced at 120 million, was acquired by the developer at a 20% discount as a gesture of goodwill, costing less than 100 million in cash.

"Boss, the properties in Shenzhen, including the villas in Shuixie Mountain and several large apartments, have all been listed for sale. The real estate agent said that the transfer process should be completed by the end of this month at the latest."

"In addition, after we moved to Nanjing, the backbone bandwidth of our network servers has been fully connected to the core node in Shanghai. Future hardware maintenance and branch office architecture will mainly be based in Shanghai and Beijing. Except for a few peripheral offices, Shenzhen has been basically cleared out."

A cold, stern smile curved at the corners of Li Feng's lips.

Since the penguins want to be local tyrants in Nanshan, let them play by themselves.

Now that Haofeng Networks is based in Nanjing, backed by the vast economic hinterland of the Yangtze River Delta and the network backbone of Shanghai, it can rival any giant in terms of administrative level and infrastructure resources.

"By the way, boss."

Zhang Xinyu turned a page of the document, her tone carrying a hint of boasting, "The houses prepared for Sister Mi, Tangtang, and Ni Ni have all been arranged."

"They live less than three kilometers away, each in a fully furnished 300-square-meter apartment. They can come over to report on their 'work' in five minutes at most."

He kept a mistress in a golden house, and shared his affections with everyone.

"Well done." Li Feng patted Zhang Xinyu's hand.

Just then, Zhang Xinyu's phone vibrated slightly in her pocket.

She glanced at the caller ID on the screen, a hint of impatience and sarcasm flashing in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

It was Liu Yifei calling.

During this period, as the Weibo Queen election entered its final, heated stage, this "fairy sister" who has always been aloof and beautiful finally felt the pain firsthand and began to frequently contact her boss.

However, Liu Yifei was ultimately too aloof.

Under the guise of reporting on her work, she invited Li Feng to dinner several times.

She always dressed elegantly and sat in a private room at a high-end restaurant, but she always acted coy, only talking about work and gratitude. When it came to the crucial hinting part, she would pretend to be stupid and talk about other things.

Who is Li Feng?

With a business empire worth tens of billions in his hands, where would he find the time to play some "Platonic" innocent game with a female celebrity?

If you don't want to pay a real price, then don't waste my time.

So, in the last few times they met for dinner, Li Feng would arrive at the private room, listen to her ramble on for a few minutes, and then get up and leave, citing "busy with company relocation matters," leaving Liu Yifei alone in the room, bewildered.

"Boss, it's Liu Yifei." Zhang Xinyu covered the microphone and whispered to Li Feng for instructions, "He's probably here to invite you to dinner again."

Li Feng didn't even turn his head, continuing to gaze at the snow scene outside the window, his tone indifferent: "I'm on vacation. I don't want to hear nonsense."

"clear."

Zhang Xinyu, understanding the unspoken message, took her phone and left the study. "Hello, Yifei. What's up?"

On the other end of the phone, Liu Yifei's voice sounded somewhat weary and hesitant: "Secretary Zhang, is President Li free today? I happen to have a presentation in Jinling, and I'd like to invite President Li to dinner afterward..."

"Yifei." Zhang Xinyu interrupted her before she could finish speaking.

"Everyone's time is precious, so I'll be frank with some things."

"If tonight we're still planning to order a couple of glasses of red wine, discuss the script, thank the company for their support, and then go our separate ways..."

"Then you don't need to make this call anymore."

"Mr. Li is extremely busy and doesn't have time to play those coy games with you. If you haven't figured out how to deal with the boss, then you should just stay in your apartment."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Before Liu Yifei could reply, Zhang Xinyu hung up the phone.

……

In a high-end apartment in downtown Nanjing.

Liu Yifei, pale-faced, clutched the phone that had been hung up on and slumped onto the sofa.

Zhang Xinyu's confrontation shattered her last shred of pride and dignity.

No need to fight anymore.

The meaning couldn't be clearer—the boss's patience had run out.

With trembling hands, Liu Yifei opened Haofeng's Weibo page.

The most prominent position on the homepage features a real-time voting list for the annual "Weibo Queen" in bright red.

She remains in first place.

However, Yang Mi, who ranked second, had almost the same number of votes as her in the red bar chart!

They were just under 100,000 votes short!

This small difference, on Weibo with tens of millions of daily active users, can be reversed at any time if the boss just moves a finger in the background or gives Yang Mi a little more traffic and exposure!

"No... I can't lose..." A desperate struggle flashed in Liu Yifei's eyes, which eventually turned into a powerless compromise.

In this game of power, she has no right to talk about bottom lines.

Yang Mi, Tang Yan, Ni Ni... which of them isn't more daring than her? If she keeps putting on airs, she'll really lose everything.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Yifei forced back the tears welling up in his eyes and dialed the number that had just been hung up.

The phone rang twice before being answered again.

"What is it now?" Zhang Xinyu's voice remained indifferent.

Liu Yifei closed her eyes, as if using all her strength, her voice trembling but carrying a do-or-die determination, uttering a sentence that even she herself felt ashamed of:

"Secretary Zhang... please pass on this message to General Manager Li."

"I...I've made up my mind. Tonight, I want to go to Mr. Li's house to express my gratitude in person..."