Yunque Villa in Jinling City is Qian Zhonghui's private residence.

From a distance, the entire villa appears magnificent and resplendent, with its roof covered in golden glazed tiles.

At the main entrance stand two stone lions, each over five meters tall, exuding an imposing and majestic aura.

Even the floor tiles at the entrance are made of white marble worth millions.

An ordinary person could struggle their whole life and still not afford even a single brick here.

At this moment, several figures were sitting together in the main hall of the villa.

"Hahaha! Brother Qian, if our two families cooperate, who in the entire city of Jinling would dare to compete with us?"

The speaker was a portly man, around fifty years old.

The man was dressed in a Zhongshan suit and had his hair slicked back. Behind him stood two martial artists, who exuded a strong sense of oppression.

Qian Zhonghui laughed and said, "In recent years, the Zhou family, the Li family, and the Sun family have been thriving. That old man won't listen to my advice and insists on clinging to the Qian family's existing foundation. If this continues, the Qian family will decline sooner or later!"

"Most importantly, I asked him about the succession several times, and he actually told me that he wanted to pass the Qian family business on to his good-for-nothing son!"

Thinking of all this, an invisible anger surged into Qian Zhonghui's heart.

"If it weren't for Lin Jinglong suddenly appearing and disrupting my plans!"

"The Qian family has long been replaced by me!"

“My eldest brother is getting old and it’s time for him to step down. He’s selfish, narrow-minded, and the Qian family will be swallowed up sooner or later!”

"His good-for-nothing son only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun all day long. How could I hand over the business I built from scratch to someone else!"

At this moment, a man sitting on a nearby chair also smiled and chimed in, "Brother Qian is right!"

"The Qian family owes half its success to you!"

"That old man clearly doesn't respect you. If you ask me, you should be the one sitting at the head of this household!"

Although Qian Zhongliang is Qian Zhonghui's older brother, the two are twenty years apart in age.

Qian Zhonghui originally thought that after Qian Zhongliang got old and retired, he would consider letting him become the head of the family.

Unexpectedly, Qian Zhongliang never mentioned this matter.

That's why he resents the other party so much.

“Master Wei, I think your young lady is similar to Brother Qian’s son. Why not let them get married? Wouldn’t that elevate the relationship between the Wei and Qian families?”

The person who spoke was the head of the Situ family in Jinling. The Qian family, the Wei family, and the Situ family were also the top five families in Jinling.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Brother Situ, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten about this!"

"My son Feiyu is twenty-five years old this year, one year older than Brother Wei's daughter!"

"He often praised Miss Wei to me, saying she was well-educated, beautiful, and generous!"

"How about letting the two date for a couple of days and then settling the marriage? What do you think?" Qian Zhonghui smiled slightly.

The Wei family is a renowned martial arts family in Jinling, while the Qian family is the wealthiest family in Jinling.

If the children of the two families were to get married, it would definitely attract everyone's attention in Jinling, and at the same time, it would bring the prestige of the Qian and Wei families to a peak.

Upon hearing this, Qian Feiyu, who was standing next to him, instantly became excited, and he could hardly contain his excitement!

Wei Qingcheng, the eldest daughter of the Wei family, is a renowned pure and beautiful girl in Jinling City!

Just like her name suggests, Wei Qingcheng was so beautiful that she could bring ruin to the country and was known as the most beautiful woman in Jinling.

Qian Feiyu had long been lusting after Wei Qingcheng's beauty!

If he could marry Wei Qingcheng, he would be willing to give up ten years of his life.

At this moment, Wei Wudi, the head of the Wei family, smiled slightly: "Brother Qian, it is a good thing that our two families are united by marriage!"

"However, the Qian family's situation is unstable right now. I'm afraid if my daughter marries you, you..."

Wei Wudi's lips curled slightly, the meaning of his words self-evident.

Although the Wei family and Qian Zhonghui have a very close relationship now, Qian Zhonghui is not yet the head of the Qian family.

He has not yet taken control of the Qian family from his elder brother.

If I were to agree to marry my daughter to him now, wouldn't I be a fool?

"Brother Wei, you don't believe me?"

"I've already said that I am the head of the Qian family. It's only a matter of time before Qian Zhongliang steps down!"

"Within three days, I will announce to the entire city of Jinling that I am the new head of the Qian family!" Qian Zhonghui said with great confidence and a cold laugh.

"Report!"

Just then, a henchman rushed into the villa.

"Second Master, we've received word that Viper, Black Fiend, and White Fiend have gone to the capital to kill that brat!"

"In addition, there's Youming, a top-fifty assassin on the assassin ranking list!"

"They've probably already arrived in the capital by now!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present looked surprised.

"Hahahaha! With so many experts going to kill him, this kid is probably already a corpse!"

"Of course! A billion! I refuse to believe that a billion won't be enough to take this little bastard's life!"

"Dad! You overestimate him. This billion yuan could buy him a hundred lives!" Qian Feiyu's lips curled into a chilling smile.

"At the clan assembly tomorrow, I will personally force that old codger to abdicate!"

"Patriarch Wei, just wait for me to come and propose marriage!" Qian Zhonghui said confidently.

Wei Wudi stood up and cupped his hands in greeting: "Then I'll be waiting for Brother Qian's good news tomorrow!"

"Hahaha!"

Having said that, the Wei family members left with smiles.

At this moment, on the high-speed train from Beijing to Nanjing, a figure was sitting upright in his seat, holding his breath.

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