The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

The old residence of the Qi family in Beijing.

The atmosphere in the study was extremely lively.

Wang Jianye leaned back on the large leather sofa, his legs crossed and resting on the edge of the mahogany coffee table.

He swirled the wine glass in his hand, the dark red liquid flowing down the side of the glass.

"happy."

Wang Jianye tilted his head back and drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp.

She slammed the empty cup heavily on the table and turned to look at Qi Zhen.

"President Qi, my legal team will bring those thirty overseas shipping port handover agreements to you at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. We'll handle this officially, once they're signed, the Wang family will take care of everything in Jiangcheng."

Lin Peisheng sat on the other side, holding a thick cigar between his fingers.

"My twelve biopharmaceutical labs will also go through the procedures tomorrow. Qi Zhen, you've shown a lot of courage this time, willing to sacrifice so much."

Qi Zhen sat behind his desk, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

He did not drink alcohol.

"I am extremely grateful that you two gentlemen are willing to lend a hand."

Qi Zhen bowed slightly, speaking in a very low voice.

"The Shen family has been entrenched in Jiangcheng for too long. They really think they can control everything. Without the two of you brothers' ruthless methods, I really can't do anything to them."

Wang Jianye burst out laughing.

He sat up straight and patted his thigh.

"The Shen family? What are they anyway!"

Wang Jianye's face was full of disdain.

"He's just a local tycoon who's content with his little corner of the world. That kid Shen Xingzhou hasn't even grown up yet, and he dares to challenge the capital? I made one phone call this afternoon, and all the main ports from the Bohai Sea to the South China Sea shut down. All thirty-five of the Shen family's cargo ships at sea are now adrift on the high seas, unable to dock or unload their cargo."

He held up one finger and pointed it in mid-air.

"The penalty for breach of contract is 100 million a day. I want to see how much cash flow the Shen family has to burn!"

Lin Peisheng flicked the ash from his cigar, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"The disruption of logistics is just the first step."

Lin Peisheng began to speak slowly and deliberately.

"The financial sector is the main event. This afternoon I allocated 5 billion yuan in cash and joined forces with four top speculative funds in Beijing. Tomorrow morning at 9:30, as soon as the stock market opens, I will smash the stocks of the three listed companies owned by the He family to the daily limit down."

Lin Peisheng leaned forward, his eyes radiating absolute confidence.

"All of Stanley Ho's shares are pledged to banks. If the stock price falls for three consecutive days, the banks will force liquidation. At that time, I can take over the entire Ho family business without lifting a finger."

"And Lu Zhenting and Zhou Deming."

Wang Jianye continued the conversation.

"I've already used my connections to seal off the Lu family's warehouse in the eastern suburbs, citing fire safety issues. I've also completely blocked the Zhou family's overseas procurement channels. Those three old guys are probably crying together right now."

Qi Zhen picked up his teacup and took a sip.

The tea had cooled down, and a bitter taste spread across the tip of my tongue.

Sixty percent of the core assets.

This is the foundation built up by three generations of the Qi family.

They were all sent out within a day.

His heart was bleeding.

But he had no way out.

If the Shen family isn't completely crushed, the Qi family will never be able to hold their heads high again in Beijing's social circles.

Consider these 60 shares as a way to save the entire Shen family.

"I admire the wisdom and strategic thinking of you two gentlemen."

Qi Zhen put down his teacup, got up himself, walked to the wine cabinet, took out a new bottle of Romanée-Conti, and poured a full glass for Wang Jianye.

What is Shen Xingzhou's reaction now?

Lin Peisheng asked casually.

Wang Jianye took out his phone, pressed a few buttons, and tossed it onto the coffee table.

"I just received the news that he made 47 phone calls for help starting at 6 p.m., contacting every possible contact he could find in Shanghai, Shenzhen, and Guangdong province."

Wang Jianye scoffed.

"And the result? Nobody dared to take it! I, Wang Jianye, and Lin Peisheng, have made it clear that anyone who dares to send a tantrum to Jiangcheng at this time is going against our Beijing circle. Which country is so blind as to offend both of us at the same time?"

"He's trapped like a fish in a barrel now."

Lin Peisheng leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and enjoyed his cigar.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I want Shen Xingzhou to personally fly to Beijing, kneel down at the gate of the Qi family's old mansion and beg for mercy. He will have to hand over the development rights for the Jianglan project with both hands."

Qi Zhen tightened his grip on the wine bottle.

"It's not just the Jianglan project."

Qi Zhen's voice was deep and ruthless.

"I'm going to devour the Shen Group whole, and I'm going to wipe the Shen family out of Jiangcheng completely."

Wang Jianye and Lin Peisheng exchanged a glance, a hint of greed flashing in their eyes.

If they were to take a bite out of the Shen family, it would be enough to double the size of both their families.

"no problem."

Wang Jianye raised his glass.

"Tomorrow's market opening will be the death knell for the Shen family. Cheers!"

The three wine glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.

late at night.

Wang Jianye and Lin Peisheng went to the top-class guest rooms arranged by the Qi family to rest.

The study fell silent.

Qi Zhen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the pitch-black night outside.

He turned and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a photograph.

The photo shows his son, Qi Liancheng.

"Liancheng".

"I will remember the grievances you suffered. That Chen Shidu and that Shen Nianqing will become stray dogs after tomorrow. I will trample them under my feet."

The next day. Eight o'clock in the morning.

The old Qi family house, the spacious audio-visual room on the second floor.

A huge LCD screen covering an entire wall lit up, displaying the stock market trends of major domestic stock markets.

Wang Jianye and Lin Peisheng were already seated on the leather sofa.

The two were in high spirits.

A sumptuous breakfast was laid out on the table.

Qi Zhen pushed open the door and walked in, holding a cup of black coffee in his hand.

"Good morning, Mr. Qi."

Wang Jianye held a meat bun in his hand, eating it with his mouth full of oil.

"It's almost time, get ready to pop the champagne and celebrate!"

Lin Peisheng glanced at the Patek Philippe on his wrist.

"8:30. In one hour, all my traders will be in place. Five billion in funds, divided into one hundred accounts. As soon as it's 9:30, a massive sell order will crash the Shen Group and the He family's businesses."

Qi Zhen pulled out a chair and sat down.

His eyes were fixed on the big screen.

"Brother Wang, are you sure there are no problems with the shipping?"

Qi Zhen asked.

"Don't worry about it."

Wang Jianye swallowed the steamed bun and took a sip of milk.

"I gave a firm order last night: not even a small fishing boat is allowed to pass through the major ports in the south. The Shen family's financial chain will definitely break before noon today."

Time passed second by second.

The atmosphere in the home theater was relaxed yet arrogant.

The three even began discussing how to divide Jiangcheng's territory after annexing the Shen family.

9:10.

Lin Peisheng put down his coffee cup and sat up straight.

"That's about it."

Lin Peisheng straightened his suit and tie.

"At 9:15, the opening auction begins. Let's see how much money the Shen family can come up with to support the market."

Qi Zhen placed his hands crossed on his knees.

9:15.

The data on the big screen started to jump.

The stock code for Shen's Group shows a frantic alternation of red and green numbers.

Lin Peisheng stared at the screen, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"My trader has started placing orders—ten million shares! The Shen family can't handle that!"