At the victory celebration dinner after the election of the chairman, there were those who were elated, some who were gloomy, some who were triumphant, and others who were angry.

Mrs. Gu felt a heavy weight on her heart, like a massive mountain that was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe! Today’s voting results were totally unexpected, and everything that Shang Jingchen had meticulously planned had failed.

So, it seemed that Third Young Master Jun had fixed his eyes on this position from the very beginning, secretly planning and scheming against Shang Jingchen.

Wasn’t he abroad? Why had he returned to the country and made such a high-profile appearance? What exactly was he up to?

Was he planning to go against the Gu Clan, against her?

A sudden tremble went through Mrs. Gu’s heart.

Indeed, he had enough reasons to hate her.

But what she feared more was that he would come to disrupt the collaboration between the Gu Clan and Shang Family.

The anger of Shang Jingchen and the sorrow of Mrs. Gu both fell into the eyes of Duke Hai Lanse. His blue eyes flickered, already making his calculations in his mind.

He was adept at grasping opportunities, creating opportunities, and striking directly at targets.

For this unfamiliar Eastern world and to investigate Third Young Master Jun, he needed help.

"Mr. Shang, Mrs. Gu, I am Duke Hai Lanse from Europe’s Nation X. There’s no need for the two of you to be so disheartened sometimes, failure is not the end, but rather the beginning of success. To go against Jun Group, you should seek a more powerful and influential backing."

Shang Jingchen looked at this European man who suddenly appeared, very puzzled, and replied in foreign language.

"Duke Hai Lanse, I have not heard of you."

"Whether you have heard of me is not important, but you must have heard of one name!"

With a smile, Hai Lanse whispered a word into his ear.

Shang Jingchen’s expression changed, his eyes filled with disbelief, clearly shaken.

"Well, is this organization suitable to be your support?"

"I don’t understand. Aren’t you all from the Western camp?"

"We used to be too conservative, but now, we want to keep up with the times and include emerging groups from Asia. In short, this is a win-win opportunity, you better give it some thought."

...

Lately, Mr. and Mrs. Ye have been at their wits’ end.

"I’m sorry, these reports are not true. I have never made fake donations, nor have I pocketed the funds set up for the children’s foundation. You should stop making baseless accusations, or else, I will take legal action."

As soon as Ye Wanli and Chen Yan stepped out of the house, they were blocked by reporters. Dozens of microphones were thrust into their car, and they were bombarded with sharp questions.

Ye Wanli’s face turned livid with anger. He was almost on the verge of losing his temper but managed to restrain his fury and asked his driver to drive away as fast as possible.

Over the past few days, for some reason, a lot of negative news about him had suddenly surfaced online. They dug up all his charity work from the past ten years, claiming that the donations he had promised at various occasions were never fulfilled.

They claimed that the Children’s Aid Foundation he had established had swallowed up a large portion of the donations collected from the public. Thousands of netizens were now angrily condemning him on the internet.

Some extreme netizens even came to his house to throw paint and rocks, forcing him and his wife to flee their own home.

They were now hiding out at Chen Yan’s parents’ house.

"Have these people gone mad? What on earth is happening?" Ye Wanli was frustrated. The benevolent image that he had painstakingly built over ten plus years had been torn down, totally wasting his many years of pretense.

"Who could bear so much grudge against us? Husband, do you think it’s that bitch? It must be her. Only she could hate us so much."

Veins on Ye Wanli’s forehead bulged:" The little wretch has grown wings! Don’t push me, or I will fight it out with her."

When they arrived at Chen Yan’s family’s house, Chen Yan’s big brother’s eyes lit up immediately, and he pulled Ye Wanli aside: "Wanli, it’s great that you’re here. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something. I’ve recently come across a great business opportunity, but unfortunately, I lack the fund. It needs a huge investment of ten billion!"