But he knew even better that this was because his son was too irresponsible.

If he hadn’t done those things, no one would have had leverage against him.

"Chairman Wang, we’ve already launched PR efforts immediately, but it’s no use. Young Master Dacong has other scandals too."

Wang Xiaolin: "Other scandals? Can you just tell me everything at once?"

"Multiple people are now suing Young Master Dacong, demanding that our Wanwan Group compensate them for reputational damages."

"What? Why?" Wang Xiaolin looked utterly confused.

At worst, Wang Dacong’s involvement in group promiscuity was just a private moral issue—he’d be detained for a few days and that would be it.

Moreover, the authorities had no right to expose the identities of the women involved, and those women certainly wouldn’t reveal themselves. At most, it would be treated as gossip—hardly something that should escalate to this level, right?

The person reporting handed Wang Xiaolin a tablet.

"Chairman, you should see this for yourself. Young Master Dacong has now become a teacher."

???

An explosive piece of news swept across the internet.

[Wang Dacong’s Scandalous Photos Incident.] (Reiterating, this story does not reflect real events.)

The reason? Wang Dacong’s computer broke down, and the repair technician stumbled upon shocking secrets—detailed records of the measurements and appearances of major celebrities.

The technician immediately copied the files despite the risks and later tried to blackmail Wang Dacong for money. Wang Dacong arrogantly berated him instead.

Furious, the technician fled abroad overnight and leaked all the photos and videos.

The internet exploded.

Countless people’s so-called "pure and innocent" idols turned out to be… like this in private.

Reading the news, Wang Xiaolin staggered back, staring blankly at the ceiling.

For a long, long time, he said nothing, silently counting how many ceiling tiles covered the entire office.

Finally, after finishing his count, Wang Xiaolin responded.

"Do whatever you can to mitigate the damage. That ungrateful son is dragging our Wang family to ruin."

Meanwhile, the internet went wild.

[What the hell is happening in this world? This is insane! How can these so-called "innocent idols" be so wild in private? And my favorite star was one of Wang Dacong’s conquests?]

[Damn, your goddesses are out here doing this?!]

[I just wanna know—where’s Wang Dacong now? Where are those women? And where’s the content?]

In his estate, Lin Ran was also enjoying the drama. He didn’t doubt the authenticity of Wang Dacong’s scandals—after all, these were things that had happened in his past life.

Browsing the comments, he even liked a few.

[I admit my heart can’t take this. The entertainment industry really is a mess. Did you know? This isn’t just about the scandal—Wang Dacong has three trending scandals today, temporarily overshadowing Lin Ran and Luo Yao.] (Liked)

[I have a different take. I’d call Wang Dacong the Grandmaster. Remember our Brother Edison Chen? "If not for Edison Chen, how would commoners ever see celebrity X?"] (Liked)

[Hey, buddy, I think we might get in trouble for this. Be careful.] (Liked)

[I suspect this was all orchestrated. How is it possible for so much dirt to come out in a single day? Doesn’t that seem fishy?] (Liked)

The online frenzy was overwhelming. The scandal about Wanwan Group’s box office fraud was buried—but no one expected it to be overshadowed like this.

And this wasn’t even the end. Worse was yet to come.

Of course, this was all Liu Meng’s doing.

At this very moment, Liu Meng was nervously watching her assistant team, her palms sweating.

All previous attacks had been directed by Luo Yao—but this time, she was the one calling the shots.

This was a financial siege—a bloodless yet brutally violent battle.

Luo Yao had one demand: to secure enough funds for the upcoming projects in the tech city.

How?

By extracting it from Samsung and the three major families.

"Everyone, our next move is to short the stocks of the Lu and Wang families. Seize the right moment to cash out. My only requirement is to maximize profits."

What was the right moment? Naturally, the moment before stepping in to "save" them.

If the two families knew what was good for them, they’d submit to Luo Corporation. If not, well—they could kiss their fortunes goodbye.

If even Samsung couldn’t stand against them, what made the Lu and Wang families think they could?

Proudly calling themselves "homegrown Chinese enterprises," they acted all high and mighty.

Even Samsung had to tread carefully in China.

But the truth was, Samsung had its own agenda.

If not for needing something from the three families, Samsung alone could crush all three of them.

Yet even a powerhouse like Samsung had to bow before Luo Yao’s overwhelming capital—let alone the three families.

Because Luo Corporation’s greatest asset was its endless wealth.

The funds used in this siege were Luo Corporation’s ultimate trump card.

As Liu Meng led her team into action, the three major families were scrambling (except for Li Chifen).

In a high-end hotel in Shanghai, Samsung’s Park Bo-gi finally met with his eldest son.

Park Gukgi solemnly urged his father to back down.

"If we withdraw now, we’ll only lose some penalty fees. But if we don’t, we’ll face immense financial pressure—whether the bid succeeds or fails, it’ll hurt us."

"If we fail, the capital invested during this period will drag us down. If we succeed, we’ll have to invest even more, straining our cash flow further."

Park Bo-gi: "What do you know? China is the key to our next breakthrough. We must secure this deal."

Just then, Lu Lutong called.

"Chairman Park, how are the funds coming along?"

Park Bo-gi’s face darkened. He hadn’t expected the funds from Korea to be delayed.

Those idiots back home dared to defy his orders.

"They’re ready. They’ll be transferred to our joint account shortly."

After hanging up, Park Bo-gi turned to his son. "See? There’s no turning back now. If we back out, it’s not just about penalties—the three families will be left vulnerable. Once they finish their bid, whether they succeed or fail, they’ll turn on us. And it won’t be as simple as it is now."

"Plus, if we break the contract first, other potential partners will lose trust in us, hurting our future deals. Do you realize how damaging that would be?"

Park Gukgi fell silent. He had considered all this.

But Samsung was truly in trouble—otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to persuade his father personally.

"You’re afraid of the three families retaliating, but what about Luo Corporation? Aren’t they the more terrifying opponent?"

Park Bo-gi’s expression soured, as if recalling something unpleasant.

"No matter what, the deal stands. I won’t say it again."