You're already divorced, why are you so anxious about him becoming a succubus?

the next day.

The morning sunlight had just pierced through the curtains when Lu Ci, still asleep, was jolted awake by the frantic vibrations of his phone placed beside his pillow.

He groggily raised one arm to shield his eyes from the light, while his other hand fumbled for the answer button, his voice thick with morning grumpiness: "Feed?"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Feng's voice was so loud it sounded like he was broadcasting through a megaphone; he was so excited it was almost cracking.

"Wow, my ancestors are awesome!!!"

"Guess what just happened? Your senior called me first thing this morning, saying she wanted to sign a contract with me for a base price of 13 million, and transfer the entire resort project to us!"

Not only that, she also wants to sign a cooperation agreement with us on behalf of her travel company, so that they can bring high-end customers to our area in the future!

Lu Ci held the phone a little further away and rubbed his temples. "Okay, I know. And then?"

"That's it! That's enough for me to set up a longevity tablet for you, damn it!"

Chen Feng said excitedly, "Damn it, last night in the private room, she said 13 million for only 30% of the shares, I was so angry I wanted to jump into the river and die! And how did you manage to get it done in just one night?"

Chen Feng gasped, his tone turning extremely lewd: "Brother... tell me the truth, you didn't actually sell your body last night and please your senior, did you? Damn, is being handsome and having some talent really that valuable in this society?"

"I secured the project and a stable client base in one night! Tell me... if I were to buy a plane ticket and go to a plastic surgery clinic in South Korea now, would it be too late?"

Listening to Chen Feng's increasingly absurd speculations, Lu Ci cursed in annoyance:

"Get lost! After you sign the papers, go to the resort, do some research, and calculate how much more money you'll have to throw in to get this mess running properly."

……

At seven o'clock in the afternoon, the sky over Jiangcheng gradually darkened.

Lu Ci pushed open the glass door, which was shrouded in the twilight. There were no guests in the hall at the moment.

Chen Feng was sitting on a high stool in front of the bar, holding a phone in his hand, his brows furrowed as he confirmed some details with the person on the other end of the line.

Seeing Lu Ci walk over, Chen Feng raised his hand as a greeting, quickly gave a couple of instructions on the phone, and then hung up.

"The contract is signed, and the resort is now under our name." Chen Feng tossed his phone onto the bar, wiped his face, and looked somewhat serious.

"However, I went to the resort myself this morning. It's even more expensive than I imagined."

Chen Feng counted on his fingers, starting to calculate the costs one by one: "If we want this resort to truly open its doors to guests and be fully operational, we'll need to invest at least another ten million in funding."

The interior furnishings and facilities of the guest rooms need to be improved, right? The extensive landscaping in the park needs to be done, right? And then there are the staff salaries for recruiting, and the development of those beach entertainment projects along the coastline—it's all a bottomless pit of expenses.

Lu Ci did not show much surprise at this huge number.

Industrial investment is inherently a bottomless pit of heavy assets, which was entirely within his expectations.

He nodded calmly, tapping his fingers lightly on the bar counter: "We can only try to raise the money slowly. I won't take a break for now; I'll come and sing every day on time."

We should encourage Xiaowei to maximize her daily live stream time and try to gain another wave of followers by leveraging the popularity of the music festival she's about to attend.

Once we build up traffic, we can see if we can get some reliable commercial promotion jobs; every little bit helps recoup some of our losses.

Chen Feng rubbed his stiff cheeks hard and sighed heavily: "Fine, damn it, we're going all out to accomplish something big."

Having just finished discussing business, Chen Feng suddenly seemed to remember something and leaned closer to Lu Ci: "By the way! Gu Mingxuan is in big trouble, have you heard?"

Lu Ci raised an eyebrow, pausing as he poured water. "What serious trouble could have happened to him? Is he being chased by debtors?"

"This is way more terrifying than being chased! He's a complete beast!" Chen Feng cursed as he quickly grabbed his phone, scrolled through the screen for a moment, and then opened a video, pushing it in front of Lu Ci.

"Last night, someone exposed online what he did during his years studying abroad. Holy crap, this guy is inhumanly audacious!"

Lu Ci lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the phone screen.

The video was shot from a very tricky angle, clearly filmed from a hidden corner.

In the video, Gu Mingxuan is slumped naked on a leather sofa in a dimly lit room.

He looked extremely excited, and there was still powder on his nostrils.

A moment later, he fell backward onto the sofa, his body convulsing.

A short while later, a hot, blonde foreign woman wrapped in a bath towel walked out of the bathroom.

The moment Gu Mingxuan saw the woman, he was like a wild beast that had suddenly gone mad. He pounced on her and pinned her down on the sofa.

The subsequent scenes became extremely violent and intense.

Chen Feng awkwardly touched his nose and reached out to drag the progress bar on the screen a long way back.

The scene then jumps directly to the middle or later part of the sequence.

Gu Mingxuan's eyes turned bloodshot as he grabbed the other man's neck.

The woman's struggles lessened until she finally stopped moving altogether.

The video ends abruptly there.

Upon seeing this, Lu Ci's pupils suddenly contracted, and he turned to look at Chen Feng: "Strangled him to death?!"

"Damn it... judging by his appearance, he's most likely dead." Chen Feng swallowed hard, still shaken, and said, "Don't worry, the worst is yet to come."

As he spoke, Chen Feng clicked on the second video.

The video quality is extremely clear, and the camera is steadily pointed directly at Gu Mingxuan's face, so it was obviously not a candid shot, but rather a recording made under duress.

At this moment, Gu Mingxuan was nowhere to be seen with the slightest bit of the elegant demeanor of a wealthy young man from Jiangcheng.

His face was covered in bruises and thick blood, his cheeks were deeply sunken, his eye sockets were dark, and his eyes were unfocused and wandering, making him look exactly like a drug addict.

The background of the video appears to be an extremely spacious bathroom.

The reason it can be identified as a bathroom is because half of the sink is visible at the edge of the image.

The entire bathroom walls and floor were covered with a transparent plastic film.

At that moment, a deep male voice came from off-screen, speaking in English.

Lu Ci passed the CET-6 (College English Test Band 6) at Jiangnan University. He had some difficulty communicating with foreigners, but he could understand simple sentences without any problems.

"explain!"

In the scene, Gu Mingxuan was trembling violently, his body shaking like a leaf. He stammered and, with a sob in his voice, recited his prepared lines in English: "I...I owe you thirty million US dollars! I promise that after returning to China...I will definitely pay it all back within a year!"

The male voice rang out again, devoid of any emotion:

"Do it yourself!"

With this command, the camera slowly moved downwards and then upwards, revealing the entire bathroom floor to the viewer.

Gu Mingxuan was kneeling on the plastic film, covered in blood.

On the ground in front of him lay a corpse.

Beside the body were some tools...

The progress bar reached its end, and the video went completely black.