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The room was shrouded in darkness, a single flickering bulb casting long, jagged shadows across the walls. Magnus Reinhart stood tall, his piercing gaze fixed on the man kneeling before him. His presence alone seemed to suffocate the air, commanding attention and fear in equal measure. "You have two options," Magnus said coldly, his voice like steel slicing through the silence. "Die here... or serve me." The man, trembling and drenched in sweat, stammered, "I-I'll serve you! Just don't kill me, please..." Magnus crouched slightly, bringing his face closer to the man's. His black hair caught the faint light, creating a halo effect that only contrasted with the menace in his eyes. "Good," he said, his tone devoid of warmth. "Then start talking. Tell me what I need to know." The man swallowed hard, his voice cracking under pressure. "Everything is kept in their art gallery. They're planning to move the stash next week... The only way to get in is through me. Now, please, don't kill me!" Magnus smirked, leaning back as he straightened his posture. "Oh, I won't." His eyes flicked toward the door, and his voice dropped to a near-whisper. "But I think she might." The door creaked open, and a figure stepped inside. She was a striking woman with long, dusty-pink hair that fell in soft waves, her movements fluid and deliberate. Her eyes burned with fury, locking onto the kneeling man as if he were nothing more than prey. "Thank you for showing me this traitor, Magnus," she said, her voice venomous yet poised. Magnus shrugged, a faint grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "The business is fifty-fifty. Why should I be greedy?" "You're right," she replied, her gaze never leaving the man. She took a slow, deliberate step forward. "Now, Luther, what do you have to say for yourself?" "I-I had no choice!" Luther cried, his voice breaking with desperation. "Please, spare me!" The woman tilted her head, her expression twisting into something cruel. "Would you like to stay and watch the show, Sir Magnus?" Magnus checked his watch, the faint ticking filling the silence for a moment. "As entertaining as that sounds, I've got a business to run. Priorities." "Fair enough," she said, her lips curling into a dark smile. "It was a pleasure." "All mine," Magnus replied before walking out of the room, leaving the door ajar. As he stepped into the hallway, a muffled scream echoed behind him, but Magnus didn't so much as flinch. --- Magnus Reinhart If you're confused by what's happening, let me lay it out for you. My name is Magnus Reinhart, and I control the mafia empire that runs Paris and the UK. Every deal, every decision, it all goes through me. But I'm also a businessman, and to the outside world, that's all I am. My mafia life? It's a secret, one I keep under lock and key.

On the day of her wedding, Evie Yong’s world shattered before her very eyes as her soon-to-be husband trashed all their past eight years of relationship by denying her at the altar, in the presence of everyone. Forced to watch her fiancé stolen, Evie couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister dared to plot such a scheming plan to ruin her completely. Devastated and feeling betrayed, Evie had to come up with a quick option to save herself from all this mess, and that was when she had to flee away from her wedding in shame and soon figured out a plan to strike back in such a way that her enemies would be put into ruins, just as they once did to her earlier. ... “Mr. Brown, it seems we're both victims of circumstance. My groom has abandoned me for my sister, and your fiancée has run away. Why don't we turn this awkward situation into an opportunity?” She smiled boldly. “Let's get married, right here, right now!” Westley’s expression remained unreadable, but briefly, a hint of intrigue flickered in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, “You're suggesting we marry each other, and also we are complete strangers?” Evie nodded in confidence. “Why not? We're both clearly compatible, and this way, we can both save face and gain a partner, except for the fact that this will be a contract marriage of six months.” Westley's gaze lingered on hers as if sizing her up. Then, he nodded slowly. “Very well, let's do it.” ... “You're either very brave or very reckless to make such an attempt in picking me as your husband in public,” he said after the marriage. “If I didn't try, we wouldn't have figured out a way to get this opportunity.” She responded. …. He's an almighty giant of entrepreneurship, standing high among moguls. She was born out of wedlock and denied by her family. She's been fighting tooth and nail to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of entertainment, refusing to let her illegitimacy define her destiny. Two strangers are brought together under one roof, but their newfound connection has dangerous people lurking around. While the world waited for news of their divorce, they were instead blindsided by a single post from the country’s most powerful man: "Whoever said we were getting divorced? Keep waiting; too bad you’ll be waiting forever." The Internet exploded and the entire town was confused. #Sweetheart #1v1 #Secretidentity #Genius #Quicksweetsatifyingrevenge #faceslapping

Melissa thought her life was already complicated—until fate dragged her straight into the world she was never meant to survive. After years of running from a past she barely understands, Melissa unexpectedly finds herself working for Antonio Castello, one of the most powerful and feared mafia lords. What begins as a dangerous job quickly unravels into something far more personal when long-buried truths surface: Melissa is not a stranger to Antonio’s world. She is the woman he was once meant to marry—the woman he believed had died. He ends up marrying her adopted sister. Their lives become entangled in ways neither of them can control. But Melissa isn’t the only one fighting battles beneath the surface. Sunny is caught in an emotional storm she can’t escape. Alejandra, intense and unpredictable, keeps reappearing in her life like a ghost that refuses to stay buried—awakening feelings Sunny doesn’t trust. Meanwhile, Olivia stands on the sidelines, steady and patient, offering a kind of love that is safe but uncertain. Torn between chaos and comfort, Sunny must decide what her heart truly wants before it destroys her. Ariana, on the other hand, steps willingly into danger for love. She marries Roberto Gonzalez—her former boss and a powerful mafia figure—believing she understands the risks. His family welcomes her with open arms, and for a moment, everything feels right. But months into their marriage, Ariana discovers a secret that shakes her foundation: Roberto has a child he never told her about. Now she must question everything—his honesty, their love, and her place in a life built on secrets. At the center of it all is Melissa, holding the threads together while hiding secrets of her own—secrets powerful enough to destroy not only the fragile lives they’ve built, but the dangerous empire they are now a part of.

She was sold to a Prince. She was saved by a Beast. ​In the glittering, high-stakes world of the Forest Kingdom, "Violet Noir" was never a person- she was a prize. Sold by her own parents to cover a debt, she was bound by a golden cage to a Prince, a man whose royal title masked a soul of pure, unadulterated evil. On the night of her "wedding," she did the unthinkable: she jumped. ​Running into the freezing night with nothing but the clothes on her back and a voice she was too terrified to use, she falls into the path of a man far more dangerous than any prince. ​Roman Thorne is a titan of industry, a man of cold logic and jagged edges. He doesn't believe in fairy tales, and he certainly doesn't believe in heroes. But when his son was found by the Songbird in a nightclub, things changed. ​He gives her safety, protection and a home. And in return, she gives his young son, Adam, the mother he never had and Roman the one thing he can’t buy: a soul. ​But secrets as dark as Violet’s don't stay buried. As a Prince's shadow looms over the Thorne estate, Roman must decide how much he’s willing to burn to keep her. To the law, she’s a fugitive wife. To the Prince, she’s stolen property. But to Roman Thorne, she is Violet and he will dismantle a kingdom before he lets her fall again.

Su Yuanshan, Chief Architect of Haixin, was reborn back to the year 1991. In this era, AMD still survived by cloning Intel. He began his layout with EDA tools, seizing the initiative before the Wassenaar Agreement took effect. His goal: to rebuild the sky for the domestic semiconductor industry Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Albino1

MATURE CONTENT | 18+ ONLY Contains: Explicit scenes, possessive behavior, power dynamics, violence, and dark romance themes In the ruthless heart of Moscow, power is the only currency that matters—and Julius owns it all. At thirty-five, Julius is an untouchable Alpha. A business titan who built his empire on control and fear. Engaged to a woman who secures his family's legacy, his path seems clear. He bows to no one. He belongs to no one. Until he meets Harrison. Harrison is thirty. An Enigma. A prodigy of the Russian underworld and a mafia king who doesn't ask for what he wants—he takes it. What starts as a collision of egos in a dimly lit club becomes something far more dangerous when Harrison marks Julius, binding their fates in a way neither can escape. Possessive. Ruthless. Unyielding. Harrison doesn't care about Julius's empire or his fiancée. He wants the Alpha—body, mind, and soul. But Julius was born to lead, not to follow, and he won't surrender easily. Not even to the man who now owns his fate. In a world where desire meets domination, a war begins. And in this battle for control, only one can win. Who will break first?

“CONGRATS, Miss Baek— you’re pregnant with South Korea’s #1 Hunter’s baby!” Baek Gyubin, the leader of a flopped Kpop girl group, is beyond shocked after hearing that she's carrying Hunter Han Wooju’s baby in her womb. And to be informed that she's pregnant as a twenty-five-year-old virgin? That's crazy! It's even crazier that her ‘baby daddy’ is the Guildmaster of Blue Dragon— the strongest guild at the moment. Plus, Hunter Han Wooju is the CEO of a luxury shopping mall and a known member of Korea’s W1 Trillion Club. In short, Hunter Han Wooju is way out of Gyubin's league! “How did I get pregnant with your baby, Hunter Han Wooju?” Gyubin asked awkwardly. And then she remembered THAT incident, causing her to gasp out loud. “Is it because I ate your dragon ball?!” Wooju let out a long sigh. “Miss Baek, it was an egg and not a ‘dragon ball.’”

One night. One betrayal. One ruthless savior. In a single night, Evelyn Meyers went from the city’s Golden Heiress to a homeless outcast. Her fiancé didn’t just break her heart, he shattered her world. Framed by her best friend and waking up in the bed of a cold-blooded stranger, Evelyn’s nightmare was only beginning. Her grandmother is dead. Her father is behind bars. And the only man who can save her is the one she should fear most. "Sign the contract, Evelyn. Become my wife, and I will give you the heads of everyone who wronged you." The deal is simple: Vengeance in exchange for her freedom. He offers her a throne built on the ruins of her enemies,. He is ruthless. He is possessive. And he is the only one who can help her burn the world down. But as Evelyn navigates the path of revenge, she discovers that her husband’s love might be more dangerous than her enemies’ hate.

"Stop." His voice is low and controlled and furious underneath both. "Whatever you're doing in there the books, the reading, the tucking in — stop." "They asked me to read to them," I say evenly. "I don't care what they asked." He takes a step toward me and I hold my ground, which seems to make it worse. "You've been here for just less than two weeks, and you're already in Dorian's room, touching his things, letting them climb all over you like you're" He stops, jaw tight. "You're not their mother. You're on a twelve-month contract." "I'm aware of what I am," I say. "Are you?" Something sharp enters his expression. "Because from where I'm standing it looks like a woman playing a very long game. Soften up the children, charm the staff, make yourself indispensable — and then what? You think I don't see it?" Something cold moves through my chest, but I keep my face neutral. "You think I'm doing this to get to you." "Aren't you?" He says it like it's obvious, like I'm naive for pretending otherwise, and the contempt in it is so clean and practiced that for one second I almost believe I deserve it. "You should wake up from that delusion. Whatever you think you're building here — it won't work, you will never have me." He moves before I register it, closing the distance between us in one smooth step, and then his hand is at my neck, warm and deliberate, his thumb pressing lightly against my pulse like he's checking whether I'm afraid, and the answer my body gives him is humiliating. His mouth drops to the curve of my neck and shoulder, not rough — slow, purposeful, his lips dragging against my skin like he has all the time in the world and knows exactly what he's doing with it, and I shudder despite everything I know about this man and this moment and exactly what he's trying to prove. "This," he murmurs against my skin, his voice low and terrible and close, "is all you'll ever get from me." ********* Sloane Carter had her work stolen, her body broken, and her heart shattered in pieces. Then a truck ran her off the road on a rainy night, and she woke up inside the worst romance novel she had ever read. Wrong century, wrong country. Wrong body. Twelve-month contract marriage to a man carved from ice, three feral six-year-olds, and a dead man's secret buried so deep the whole empire is rotting from the root. In the novel, the heroine smiles gently, loves quietly, and dies before anyone notices she was worth saving. Sloane has bruised ribs, a stolen career, years of swallowed rage and absolutely no intention of following the original script. The cold CEO didn't bargain for a woman who'd already survived the worst he could ever be. Neither did the man who put her in that car. He thought killing Sloane Carter would silence her. He had no idea it would set her free.

Carrie Brown never imagined her life would take a turn from being a hotel maid to marrying one of the most powerful and enigmatic tycoons in the city. When she agrees to a marriage of convenience with Tyler Yates, a ruthless billionaire with emotional walls taller than his skyscrapers, she expects nothing but shelter, stability, and the means to pay for her younger brother Peter’s medical bills. Tyler, still scarred by a devastating scandal from his past involving a former lover who falsely accused him of assault, has sworn off emotional attachments, especially with virgins. The media storm left his mental and physical health in tatters, triggering an autoimmune disorder that resurfaces during times of emotional stress. When a problem arises with his business regarding his reputation, he comes up with this solution: a cold, transactional marriage with clear boundaries and absolutely no feelings involved. But Carrie’s quiet strength, resilience, and beauty begin to crack through his iron façade. She’s different, unbothered by his wealth and unafraid of his mood swings. The very thing he fears, emotional vulnerability, starts creeping in. Carrie, meanwhile, is not immune. Despite their distant arrangement, she finds herself drawn to the brooding man who hides so much pain behind sharp suits and sharper words. When their controlled world spirals into chaos with a stolen kiss, an unexpected illness, and a forbidden night that unveils Carrie’s virginity, both are forced to confront what they’ve tried to deny. Tyler is haunted by the fear that history might repeat itself. Carrie is tired of being treated like a business arrangement. Their fragile union is pushed to its limits as emotions collide with secrets. Peter’s recovery, office rumors, meddling ex-lovers, and jealousy make this more than just a paper marriage. Now, they must decide: will they run from the past and each other, or finally face the truth — that love was never part of the deal, but maybe it’s what they both need most?

[True & Fake Heiress + Metaphysics Face-Slapping + 1v1 Power Couple] After being kicked out by her snobby adoptive family, everyone thought Guan Xuxu would end up sleeping on the streets. Instead, in the blink of an eye, she was revealed to be the true heiress of the billionaire Jiang family! Seeing her new wealth, the Guan family deeply regretted their decision. Shamelessly, they demanded half of the Jiang family’s fortune as "repayment" for raising her. Guan Xuxu merely sneered. With a flick of her wrist, she activated a single Truth Talisman, instantly exposing the Guan family’s ugly, greedy faces to the entire world. When her scumbag ex-boyfriend tried to crawl back to her, she raised a hand and ensured he saw his "ancestors" every single night at exactly 3:00 AM. Her elite cousins thought she was an uneducated embarrassment. That is, until the most powerful men in the country started lining up at her door. The Head of the Song Family: "As long as Master Jiang saves my daughter, name any price!" The rival Gu Family: "If Master Jiang helps us, President Jiang will be my blood brother from now on!" Even her habitually defiant younger cousin became her biggest fanatic: "This is my only big sister! If anyone dares to curse her, I’ll curse their whole family!" The Jiang family finally realized their "poor little girl" was actually a top-tier Boss in the Xuanmen (Mystic Arts) world! Exorcising evil, drawing talismans, and saving lives Guan Xuxu was incredibly busy. She also had to find time to chase after a "Golden Thigh" for good luck. Guan Xuxu: "I'm so exhausted." Chu Beihe, the untouchable 'Golden Thigh', proactively stepped forward to share the burden, wrapping his arms around her waist: "There is no need to chase. I am already yours."

"Sign it. I don't want your money, and I don't want your daughter." For seven years, Rong Ci endured CEO Feng Tingshen’s freezing indifference. She thought her deep love could eventually melt his heart of ice. Instead, he fell in love at first sight with another woman. The final straw wasn't his neglect. It was flying thousands of miles on her birthday, only to find him treating that woman like a queen. It was watching the daughter she raised with her own hands tug on the other woman's dress, begging her to be her new mommy. In that moment, Rong Ci's heart died. She left the divorce agreement on the table, abandoned her custody rights, and walked away without looking back. Everyone laughed, waiting for the abandoned housewife to crawl back to the Feng family. Instead, Rong Ci returned to the business world and effortlessly built an empire worth hundreds of billions. Now a flawless, untouchable billionaire queen, she waited for her divorce certificate. But it never came. The cold, noble CEO who once loathed coming home now blocked her against the wall, his eyes red with desperate obsession. "Divorce?" his voice trembled. "Rong Ci... even if I die, I won't let you go."

A pure time-travel story without any system cheats—just intelligence and knowledge driving the narrative. If that’s not your cup of tea, feel free to skip! The protagonist finds himself transported to the French Republic, born into a family that owns a long-standing agricultural tractor business. As the heir of this quasi-wealthy lineage, he’s about to become the third generation of success. The catch? Their estate is near Paris, and the Germans will soon advance to this region. To secure his family’s future, he must save France itself. Gallieni: “Good heavens, the enemy has actually exposed their flank to us!” Joffre: “This can’t be true. Could it be a trap?” Protagonist: “The plan is ready. Are you going to take action, or do I have to spoon-feed it to you?” … German Army: “This is supposed to be a tractor factory? What on earth are these steel monsters that seem impervious to bullets?” Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Franklin1

Lin Yi's life had hit rock bottom. Unemployed, broke, and with no prospects, he was just another face lost in the bustling metropolis. As despair threatened to consume him, a miracle occurred: [Activating Supreme Career Experience System!] With that single line, his world was turned upside down. Now, Lin Yi has a new job every week, randomly assigned by the System. His first assignment? A simple ride-hailing driver. The catch? The System provided him with a Koenigsegg One:1 and God-level driving skills to complete the task. Suddenly, the man who couldn't afford rent is the most overqualified driver in history, leaving a trail of shocked passengers, envious rivals, and intrigued women in his wake. Join Lin Yi on an unpredictable weekly adventure full of comedy, action, and pure wish-fulfillment as he transforms from zero to hero, one temporary profession at a time. After being a legendary driver, what will he become next? A master chef? A world-class musician? A martial arts expert? The possibilities are endless, and the journey is just beginning.

Lina Chen wakes from a coma with her engagement ring, her ex-boyfriend's face in her mind, and no memory of the past two years. To her shock, a ring adorns her finger—not the one her ex gave her. A pair of twins call her "mama." And a devastatingly handsome CEO, Ethan Blackwood, claims to be her husband. She doesn't recognize any of them. Terrified and disoriented, Lina rejects this strange new life and returns to her family and her ex-boyfriend, Ryan—the man she believes she was about to marry. They welcome her with open arms. But something is wrong. Ryan is unusually close to her best friend, Chloe. Her parents dodge every question about Ethan. And no one can explain why she has a scar on her wrist or why she flinches at the sight of stairs. Then the memories begin to surface in fragments. A restraining order against Ryan. Chloe's hand on her back—pushing. A letter Lina wrote before the coma: "If I forget, find me. Don't give up." Lina secretly reconnects with Ethan and the twins. He doesn't pressure her to remember. He simply shows her evidence—videos, documents, a diary—that paints a horrifying picture: her coma wasn't an accident. Her memory loss was induced. And the people she trusts most are the ones who erased her. Now Lina must pretend she's still lost while piecing together the truth. Because the closer she gets to remembering, the closer someone gets to silencing her forever. She thought she woke to a nightmare. But the real nightmare is the life she's desperate to forget.

"There is a desk between us right now, but we both know that by midnight, I’m going to have you pressed against it. HR be damned." Madelyn Clarke moved to New York with a suitcase, a secret, and a desperate need to stay invisible. Landing a job at Torres International Holdings was supposed to be her fresh start—a way to secure a future for her sister and bury the past for good. But Madelyn’s carefully reconstructed life is thrown into chaos on her first day. Her new boss, the formidable and piercingly handsome William Torres, isn't a stranger. He’s the man she shared an anonymous, high-heat night with just forty-eight hours ago. Now, the man who controls her career also knows exactly how she tastes. William is a king of industry who always gets what he wants, and what he wants is Madelyn back in his bed. As they strike a dangerous deal to keep their "extracurricular" activities strictly uncomplicated, Madelyn realizes that the most dangerous place to be isn't the streets she ran from—it’s between the sheets of the most powerful man in Manhattan.

In a world where cultivation is hidden beneath modern society, power has a limit. Or so they believe. The strongest known realm is the **Saint Realm** the peak of all existence in the mortal world. Beyond it? Myths. Legends. Lies told by ancient ruins. But Su Chen knows the truth. Because he came from beyond it. --- “I didn’t fall… I was sent back.” Once a peak cultivator who stood above countless realms, Su Chen was betrayed at the height of his power and torn apart by forces that feared what he would become. He should have died. Instead He awakens in the body of a useless young master. Weak. Disgraced. The heir of a declining hidden cultivation family. A man everyone looks down on. --- “…Pathetic.” That’s what he thought at first. Until he looked deeper. Until he saw what was hidden beneath this fragile body An existence that should not be born in this era. The Ancient Primordial Body. A physique that doesn’t follow cultivation rules. It breaks them. --- “Saint Realm?” Su Chen laughed softly. “That’s not even the beginning.” --- In a single night, he crosses realms others spend decades chasing. In silence, he crushes assassins stronger than himself. In the shadows, he begins to rewrite the limits of the world itself. But power is never without consequence. Because the moment he changes The world starts to notice. And so does she. “You’re mine now.” Lin Yanyan. A cold, dominant CEO feared in the business world. A woman who built her empire through sheer will. No cultivation. No backing from hidden families. Yet she stands above countless elites. Their marriage was supposed to be a contract. A transaction. A formality. But something changed. --- “You’re hiding something,” she said, her eyes locking onto his. “And I don’t let go of what belongs to me.” --- She doesn’t fear his power. She doesn’t question his secrets. Instead She steps closer. “Then show me,” she whispers. “Or I’ll tear it out myself.” As hidden forces emerge… As ancient realms beyond the Saint level begin to stir… As the truth of the cultivation system starts to crack… One man walks a path that doesn’t belong to this world. And one woman refuses to let him walk it alone. “I don’t care what you become,” Lin Yanyan said softly. Her hand tightened against his chest. “God… monster… or something worse.” A pause. Then a smile. “As long as you’re mine.” And Su Chen? He only looked down at her calmly. “Then don’t fall behind.”

Time Magazine once gave this review of a man: "Mr. Yang is a great inventor. The products he created changed how hundreds of millions live, work, and travel." "At the same time, his inventions created millions of jobs and made outstanding contributions to regional economies." ... Never would he have imagined—Yang Wendong, already a successful entrepreneur, would accidentally travel back to the 1950s. Given a second chance, he would once again rise from nothing, climb to the peak of this era, and build a century-spanning Chinese family empire. Friends, if you want to read chapters in advance, subscribe to my patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/johanssen10

Raven Young thought that after completing her final mission, she would finally leave the organization and live a peaceful life. But what happens when that very mission turns out to be the first one she ever fails? You run. Yes—and so did Raven. Not to save herself, but to escape the people chasing her, pushing her to the very edge… until she had no choice but to jump off a cliff, hoping against hope to survive. But fate had other plans. When Raven opened her eyes, she realized she was alive… but not in her own body. She had woken up as Ivy—the very woman who had caused her mission to fail. And as if that wasn’t enough, a father and son pair refused to let her go. The man kept her close for reasons of his own, his motives unclear and unsettling. Meanwhile, the child clung to her, refusing to leave her side, determined to keep his “parents” together—and even dreaming of having a sibling. “God… just what in the world has happened?” Raven had never felt so betrayed by life. But living in Ivy’s body begins to unravel secrets—truths that entangle their lives in ways she cannot escape. And the man who keeps her close? Little by little… he begins to drive her insane with his undeniable charm. *** Ivy’s breath hitched as Xander stepped closer, closing the space between them. “Still pretending you’re unaffected?” he murmured. Her back met the wall, but she didn’t move away. “You assume too much.” “Do I?” His fingers brushed her wrist, slow, deliberate, sending warmth through her veins. Her grip tightened on his shirt, betraying her. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered. She didn’t. The silence thickened, charged and fragile. His gaze dropped to her lips, waiting—giving her the choice. And when she didn’t pull away, the tension between them deepened into something far more dangerous and the next thing they new was they were already kissing.

Recently, a special correspondent conducted an exclusive interview with Pei Qian, President of Tengda Group. Tengda Group, now valued at hundreds of billions, operates across various sectors such as gaming, internet services, digital hardware, cultural media, and restaurants, significantly impacting numerous aspects of daily life. Pei Qian himself is widely regarded as the "World’s Best Boss," an unparalleled investment genius, and a brilliant game developer. He is known for his effortless leadership style and keen ability to precisely forecast industry trends. However, during the interview, Pei Qian expressed deep frustration: “I’m truly not some kind of business genius!” “My success is entirely due to luck!” “My initial goal was merely to lose fifty thousand yuan…” See? This is exactly how a genuine business genius maintains humility and modesty.