In a villa in a residential complex in the northern district, an obese man sat on a sofa, flanked by two bodyguards. They were the kind of bodyguards who had experienced bloody battles, the ravages of battle, and had emerged from a pile of corpses. Simply standing there, without doing anything, could intimidate the average person. Murderous aura was something invisible and intangible, yet it could affect a person's mind and spirit.
A slender man stood before the fat man and said in a calm voice, "Young Master Meng, have you thoroughly investigated Zhao An's background?"
The obese man sat so heavily on the sofa that it sank completely. His eyes were squeezed into thin lines by the fat, making him look rather dignified and like a complete villain. "Of the four families, the Bai, Huang, Lin, and Fang, none of them has the surname Zhao. Now you know!"
"That means he has no connections. His company is incredibly profitable. So far, the first month's tax alone has reached over 200 million. They've made at least close to 20 billion!" Tang Wu rubbed his eyes. "And that loser Tang Bing has been getting very close to Zhao An lately. I must be the heir this year. Should we team up to take him down? If Zhao An goes down, Tang Bing will be ruined too."
Brothers settle accounts openly? No, brothers fight to the death!
Brotherhood is rare in large families, so fighting to the death is quite normal. Large families have their own survival rules. They must select the most capable members to lead the family forward. Even the slightest misstep could ruin the family. Maintaining the prestige of the Four Great Families is no easy task, especially given the numerous smaller and medium-sized families eyeing their position.
"Now's not the time to deal with him. He's a difficult man to handle. Focus all your energy on Tang Bing and exploit his weaknesses. Do you understand the tactic of surrounding Wei to save Zhao? As soon as he makes a move, we'll have something to hold against him!" Huang Meng's eyes flashed with a glint of insight. As a member of the Huang family, one of the Four Great Families, he also had his own career and the pressures of competition. More money meant more influence.
"The Tang family prohibits internal fighting," Tang Wu said after a moment's silence. This prohibition is intended to prevent members from using family resources to fight among themselves. It's not about forbidding fighting, but about preventing them from destroying their own family property in the process. That would be a loss-making endeavor.
"Can't you find someone else? You want to be the heir, and I want him too. You help me, and I'll help you. Zhao An is a piece of juicy meat. If we don't take it, the other three families will. I'll test the waters first to see which family's illegitimate child is. Without support, he'd never be able to do this. Humph, let's deal with Tang Bing first. You provide me with the information, and I'll deal with him!" Huang Meng narrowed his eyes, a venomous glint flashing across his face. It was clear that none of his suggestions were particularly kind.
"Okay, but you have to give me half of what you take. Otherwise, it'll be difficult for me to get on with the family council." Tang Wu stated his bottom line; it was all about money.
"By the way, why didn't your mother take the video of the livestreaming software? Humph, that Zhandou platform has almost paid off by now, right?" Huang Meng suddenly asked, his eyes flickering, clearly harboring ulterior motives.
"You want to mess with my mother?" Tang Wu bluntly pointed out the man's filthy thoughts.
"Hehe, I wouldn't dare. I'm afraid she'd use her rich woman's happiness to burn my dick! Haha!" Huang Meng had clearly learned that a rose with thorns, even one with a slightly perverted mindset towards men, was the most difficult woman to deal with.
"Haha, that's good to know. The Battle Beans platform was built up by giving gifts. It looks good on paper, but now the platform has almost no traffic. You say they've made a profit? I don't think they've even grasped the essence. How foolish." Tang Wu pushed his glasses up, expressing a hint of disdain for the so-called alliance with the Big Three.
The Battle Platform hired celebrities: one A-lister and three B-listers. They only streamed for two days, and the cost was exorbitant. They couldn't even make half of their investment, let alone a profit.
Furthermore, just after hiring celebrities, the Future Platform launched a "National Star" campaign, recruiting streamers. Streamers with special skills and the ability to become streamers could become famous internet celebrities. However, there was a requirement: they spread positive energy. They also launched a reward program for reporting and complaining.
If a streamer engages in any particularly egregious behavior, their livestream will be immediately shut down, and they will be banned from broadcasting any vulgar scenes, such as taking off their pants in front of the camera and pulling out their five-centimeter penis for a few laps.
The first tactic is to attract traffic, while the second is to eliminate potential backdoors. They start to create their own business. As long as they strike first, no one can stop them.
The so-called celebrity offensive will fall apart. Instead of chasing stars, it's better to become a star yourself, using that as a gimmick to lay the groundwork and attract traffic.
These were all Zhao An's leftovers, and he handed them to Huang Lin to execute. Huang Lin executed them flawlessly, truly showcasing her business talent. Not only did she manage the livestream well, but she also handled the League of Legends tournaments very well, making her a woman who could take over Zhao Fei's job.
Zhao An didn't like vases; vases were just inflatable dolls, useless. Even if you can't make money, you can still do something else. Having a career interest keeps you from getting bored. Once you're bored, you'll become depressed, and all sorts of illnesses will follow.
In the apartment living room, Zhao An sat on the sofa. Qin Xue, the mother of the class beauty Liao Ruoxia, sat on his lap, moving up and down from time to time, her delicate hands supporting the sofa behind him as she sucked the man's cock with her tight anus. It was difficult to satisfy Zhao An's lust while pregnant. She picked up her phone, answered it, and said impatiently, "What's up?"
"Hello, Mr. An. Excuse me. I was wondering if you're free tomorrow? How about we go out for tea? I have a gift in my villa for you to savor," Tang Bing said flatteringly from the other end. The performance of the business he was responsible for had been declining rapidly recently, and he felt like he was being targeted. It could be his brother, or someone else. Now that Liu Ke, his lackey, was gone, he had to find a way to stabilize his base.