Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

"Whether something can succeed is seventy percent hard work and thirty percent fate, don't you agree?" Sun Dasheng asked.

Sun Dacheng thought for a moment, then nodded. "I admit that."

"Since you admit it, then what I said before was right, wasn't it? It's only when dumb luck and skill come together that you can be invincible."

Huh! My cousin's words... it's like he's woken me up. It really is true. In the past, I had the skill but lacked luck, so I kept failing, until… I get it now. My cousin is the benefactor in my life. He's the one who directly brought me good fortune. No wonder he said all that... he was trying to guide me! It's my own fault. I achieved a little success and let it go to my head. It wasn't just the employees at the company; even my cousin's harsh words sounded grating to me. All of this shows I've gotten arrogant, unable to work closely with the people on the ground like I used to. I'm just one step away from the abyss.

Drenched in a cold sweat, he stared intently at his cousin. Could he have seen through me all along? He's terrifying. No wonder he's such a successful boss. It's not just luck. Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could reach this level.

Seeing Sun Dacheng's look of profound understanding, Sun Dasheng struggled to keep a straight face. What strange and wonderful nonsense is going through his head now?

"Director Sun, don't say another word. I understand everything now," Sun Dacheng said, his expression solemn. "The fault was all mine. I apologize. I will absolutely get rid of my arrogance and impatience, strive to do better, and not disappoint you."

Sun Dasheng was dumbfounded. You understand? What do you understand? Disappoint me? What expectations did I ever have for you? Since when? Ah, well, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that his restless energy has suddenly settled down.

So, Sun Dasheng didn't care what his cousin actually understood, nor what expectations he thought he had to live up to. As long as he remained this humble and cautious, the media company had a bright future.

"This monthly report is very impressive. I'm very satisfied. It shows that you are a talented and capable manager who can handle great responsibilities," Sun Dasheng lavished praise on him, leaving him so disoriented he could only stand there and smile foolishly.

"In view of your outstanding performance, your salary will be doubled. It was a million a year before, right?" Sun Dasheng asked.

"Yes, it was just raised not long ago," Sun Dacheng replied.

Then he added cautiously, "Maybe we shouldn't raise my salary this time. After all, the last increase wasn't that long ago, and I'm worried people will talk."

"Talk? Who would dare?" Sun Dasheng's dominant aura flared. "Anyone who dares to gossip can get lost.

"In our company, the capable rise and the mediocre fall.

"Those with talent get to eat the meat and drink the soup from the bowl, while the inept can only drink the northwest wind."

"Your performance this time blew away my expectations, and it's far beyond what other companies in the industry are doing. I'm doubling your salary. Frankly, the only reason I'm not increasing it three or fivefold is because you're my cousin. It wouldn't look good to give you that much all at once. Talent is so rare these days, I'm worried a competitor might poach you with a massive offer."

"That will never happen!" Sun Dacheng swore fervently. "I will only follow you, Director Sun. No matter how much money others offer or what grand promises they make, they can't sway me."

"Oh? And why is that? You're not tempted when others offer more money?" Sun Dasheng asked.

When Sun Dacheng heard this, he looked almost insulted. "Brother, what are you saying? Do you really think I'm that kind of person? If you hadn't brought me out of the countryside, I'd still be a farmer toiling in the fields. Without you recognizing my potential, I would have none of my current achievements. I, Sun Dacheng, swear this: As long as you don't send me away, I will follow you forever. I'll never leave your side."

His words were incredibly moving.

Sun Dasheng's heart wasn't made of iron, and he was genuinely touched. He patted his shoulder. "That's my little brother. You won't let me down, and of course, I won't let you down either."

After the two brothers poured their hearts out to each other, Sun Dacheng immediately handed over a proposal.

It was about their next filming project.

Sun Dasheng took it with a smile, but the smile on his face instantly froze.

He looked up at Sun Dacheng, who was grinning from ear to ear, his cunning plan having succeeded. So that's what this was all about. All that grandstanding about his achievements and swearing loyalty... it was all leading up to this. I've fallen right into this sly little fox's trap. If he had just handed me this proposal without all the preamble, I would have shot it down without a second thought, just like before. The reason? The investment is just too big. But now he's got me backed into a moral high ground. It feels like I can't say no.

Putting down the proposal, Sun Dasheng looked at him irritably and said, "Why don't you just take my position as chairman? You've certainly got bigger guts than I do."

"Heh heh… This figure might be significant for others, but for you, Director Sun, it's just a drop in the bucket, isn't it?" Sun Dacheng flattered.

Unbelievable. So the one billion yuan you're asking for is just a drop in the bucket for me, is it? If I didn't have this much money, would you be offering to chip in?

Of course, he didn't say these words out loud, merely scoffing inwardly.

First him, then my little apprentice Ouyang Jiani... both of them are money-devouring monsters, constantly scheming for a piece of my private stash.