"This is a report from October 8th by our correspondent. It is reported that Xue Mingyuan, the major shareholder behind Xueren Group, and Ji Youan, the vice president of the group, along with other senior executives, are under investigation by the relevant authorities for alleged financial crimes. Chairman Gao Xuelan has stated that shareholders should not panic; business suspension for rectification does not mean closure..."
Inside the moving BMW 530 sedan, the broadcast voice echoed, and because the keyword "Xueren Group" was mentioned, no one spoke for a moment.
Until the broadcast stopped, someone softly sighed, and then Ji Xiaoxi’s cousin, Cheng Xueqing, subconsciously looked at Yue Junnan, who was driving.
"Brother Yue, is this the thing you were talking about?"
"Yeah, didn’t expect it to be on the news already... But these reporters don’t know a damn thing, they have no clue what the real truth is."
Yue Junnan, holding the steering wheel with one hand revealing a Rolex watch, said disdainfully.
"So what is the truth?"
Cheng Xueqing asked curiously, with a hint of caution, "If it’s inconvenient to say..."
"It’s not really inconvenient, just don’t spread it around."
Yue Junnan glanced at the rear-view mirror and after Cheng Xueqing and her fiancé Li Fei both nodded slightly, he said blandly, "The essence behind it is still a power struggle. Actually, very few people know that Mr. Xue... I mean, Xue Mingyuan and our Chairman Gao were once husband and wife."
As Cheng Xueqing cooperatively gasped, Yue Junnan continued:
"The truth behind this incident is nothing more than Chairman Gao’s cleaning up within the group. She has always harbored a grudge against Mr. Xue’s betrayal years ago, which is why she orchestrated the entire event. According to my guess, maybe Chairman Gao started planning from the very day Xueren Group was established. This story begins with Chairman Gao’s upbringing as a rich heiress..."
According to Yue Junnan, this was a grand mansion battle extending over twenty years, involving illegitimate children, family feuds, Beijing Circle gossip, and other elements, as exciting as promoted novels on Douyin.
This perfectly matched the fantasy image of a noble family in Cheng Xueqing’s mind, and she occasionally exclaimed in surprise, while Li Fei, sitting in the front passenger seat, listened in bewilderment.
When Yue Junnan, in a firm tone, talked about "Xue Mingyuan discovering Xue Peng wasn’t his biological son," someone in the back seat couldn’t hold back and let out a low laugh.
"What are you laughing at?"
Although he had been talking eloquently, Yue Junnan, who had been closely observing the back seat, immediately turned around displeased.
At this moment, the seating distribution in the sedan was like this: Li Fei was sitting in the front passenger seat, while Zhou Wang and the Ji Xiaoxi sisters were seated in the back, with Ji Xiaoxi in the middle, and he on the other side.
Their meeting was naturally not accidental; it was just that Zhou Wang, who had temporarily finished some matters in the past few days, suddenly remembered that Ji Xiaoxi and Wu Yanqiu were still in Beidou due to his orders. After inquiring with Wu Yanqiu, he happened to have some free time today, so he came to find Ji Xiaoxi.
It just so happened that he ran into Ji Xiaoxi’s cousin who wanted to take photos, so he lent a helping hand.
After learning that the young man who helped take pictures for them was Ji Xiaoxi’s friend, Cheng Xueqing felt it wasn’t good to have an outburst, but she didn’t expect that when Ji Xiaoxi’s friend heard they were going to eat, he enthusiastically expressed his wish to join them.
Cheng Xueqing herself felt too embarrassed to refuse Zhou Wang, after all, he was quite handsome, with bright eyes. She initially hoped her usually aloof cousin would refuse, but Ji Xiaoxi accepted it.
Little did she know, when Ji Xiaoxi saw Zhou Wang, she was startled but then relieved. If it weren’t for Zhou Wang’s presence, Ji Xiaoxi might not have even gotten into the car to go eat with them.
Zhou Wang’s mood was relatively relaxed because today, he basically gave himself a break.
In the past few days, the threshold of Jingwang Club was almost worn out.
Even after tightening the qualifications, the number of Jingwang Club members still exploded, quickly surpassing the 500 mark.
As of today, a total of 637 members cover top enterprises in multiple fields such as real estate, finance, technology, automotive, and artificial intelligence in Beidou, with some personal members registered in secrecy, touching various realms of Beidou’s upper echelon.
Within less than a week since opening, it had already initially established the framework of "Beidou’s First Club."
Zhou Wang naturally was busy as could be, dealing with some merchants coming to attach themselves which he could ignore or let those temporarily serving as deputy general manager like Huang Duming handle, but there were always some big shots, whether due to friendship or social needs, who required his personal appearance.
Drinking from lunch to late-night snacks, from private room No. 1 to No. 9, thankfully Zhou Wang had the [Energy Potion], [Dream Weaving Underwear], and other cheats. An ordinary person probably couldn’t have endured it.
Even so, mental fatigue isn’t something so easily dispelled.
Until today, even though the club inevitably had some important social engagements, Zhou Wang managed to decline them all citing health reasons and needing rest.
He’d been drinking for four consecutive days, others would surely understand... those who didn’t could just bugger off.
Currently, Zhou Wang couldn’t be said to have fully integrated into the Beijing Circle, but undoubtedly, he had already acquired some special status and initial influence, not needing to act according to others’ expressions.