Volume 1, Chapter 38: Killing two birds with one stone—just the thought of it is exhilarating!

Are you tempted?

Ye Qingcheng was certainly tempted, but investing two billion all at once was a staggering amount. Once that capital was deployed, the company would be left with very little cash, plunging it back into the same dire straits as before, where even the best projects would remain unfunded.

Ye Qingcheng voiced her concerns.

After listening, Jiang Dong smiled. "The investment in a mine is large, but it’s a steady stream of wealth. Think of it as a goose that lays golden eggs. With shares in a mine, why would you ever fear a lack of money? If you’re truly strapped for cash, you can simply pledge the shares to a bank. Do you really think a bank would refuse to lend to you?"

When Ye Qingcheng heard this, it was like a sudden bolt of clarity. She felt instantly enlightened. Yes, with shares in a mine, she could secure bank loans, and then...

No one had ever pointed this out to them before, which was why they had found Xia Chujun’s words so daunting. Although the organizers knew that such large-scale open auditions would inevitably lead to massive disparities in skill, it was unavoidable.

When they entered, they ignored my father entirely and looked straight at me. Perhaps the other two dog traffickers had been bitten yesterday and didn't come; the two who arrived were uninjured, including the guy with the mole on his face.

The bride was stunned upon hearing this. She had never imagined that someone like Liu Jingshan could be tied to Sun Yifan.

"Fine!" Seeing she wouldn't say more, the man didn't press, but at that moment, he reached toward his waist and suddenly pulled out a handgun.

He still had so much left to tell her, so many things left unverified. Even Wen Ruixiu himself probably hadn't expected this: he had come to find his fiancée, only to end up losing himself here.

However, having said that, I suddenly let go of my guard and resentment toward Jian Ting. The fact that he liked Millie was, in my eyes, not necessarily a bad thing.

"You're crazy, talking nonsense! That never happened." Although Supervisor Bai jumped to deny it, his face had turned deathly pale.

I looked down, scrambling to arrange the plaques in the order of the list, and stood staring blankly at the two in the center that bore no names.

Qi Hui had almost forgotten the first time he saw Xiao Ziting, but the image of her elegant, radiant smile was deeply etched into his mind.

Now that Weigong’s physical fitness had increased twelvefold, his stamina was immense, allowing him to utilize the powers of the Devil Fruit for extended periods.

The thin, cicada-wing-like nightgown offered no obstruction to his gaze, revealing her graceful figure in its entirety.

Though besieged by both legend and curse, and with Xiu’s death seemingly inevitable, Lucy still wanted to be the one to end his life prematurely.

Logically, staying inside the bus was the safest option when these exotic beasts appeared, but the frequency of the虹鸣 (rainbow-humming) sound was truly unbearable, making it feel as if the bus might explode at any moment.

To be more precise, Si Bo’s body was dead, but his soul remained within.

However, something must have provoked him. He suddenly lowered his head, stopping just centimeters from Mo Xitian. His breath, laced with the scent of alcohol, washed over her face, and Mo Xitian felt as if she were becoming intoxicated herself.

Speaking of which, neither the current Rome nor the Rome of the future was the kind of international metropolis one might imagine. The ubiquitous low-rise buildings, narrow streets, and ancient architecture scattered everywhere made it a world-renowned tourist destination.

"Hey, guard, you can use this to open the bottle caps." Seeing him standing there foolishly clutching two soda bottles, Li Yange looked around, then bent down to pick up a tree branch and handed it to him.

"Understood." He Chen nodded quickly and used the satellite phone to call the United States, notifying them of He Shenlan’s arrival so they could prepare accordingly.

Just as smartphones phased out feature phones, smart appliances would eventually replace those outdated models.

Everyone present with a discerning eye could see that Wan Shenjun appeared to be losing the upper hand.

It is no exaggeration to say that no one present was his match; anyone who dared to challenge him would only meet a tragic end.

At this critical juncture, a domineering purple-gold radiance slashed rapidly through the void.

In the days that followed, the entire Cloud Palace remained extremely calm and harmonious. Although the East Ridge and Three Waters territories had been seized by Prince Tiance, Lady Le Yan was forced to swallow this bitter pill in silence.

The man struck the vehicle repeatedly; the doors, windows, and body were soon riddled with holes.

"Brother Xiao Kuang, we are actually fine. But your mother’s family... was your mother unhappy?" Luo Zishan asked with a hint of worry.

After several long seconds, the blood-red eyeball emitted a scorching crimson light and transmitted an indifferent voice.

Now, within a radius of fifty thousand miles in this region, everything had become foul and tainted, wreathed in demonic flames.

"Brother Lin, we were friends for ten thousand years, after all... spare me!" Han Tian cried out in terror, blood bubbling from his mouth.

The surrounding disciples saw this and their eyes narrowed in shock; their expressions changed drastically, filled with fear. The smiles on their faces vanished instantly, and they retreated to the side, falling silent.

"If you don't want people to know, don't do it," Gong Ren said. "Do you want me to list every single thing you've done these past few days? If you’ve forgotten, here is a ledger already written out—just copy it." With that, Gong Ren threw the record of Liu 'the Skinner's' misdeeds in front of him.

Really? Xiahou Zichen surveyed the room as if nothing were amiss. His peripheral vision scanned rapidly until he inadvertently caught sight of the verdant spider plant on the windowsill, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Because your uncle hopes that in the future, you will be able to surpass me and carry this Great Han battle flag all on your own.

Xu Wei was not the leader of this unit; he was merely one of the primary handlers for the many chapters of the Bamboo Union Gang. He was, effectively, nothing more than a puppet. The man leading the unit was from the gang’s headquarters—a man named Xiao Qijun, a standard example of someone who had courage but no strategy.