Rebirth: Encyclopedia System

Wu Xiao Miao was startled and immediately ducked to avoid the camera's capture. She moved to the side and wiped herself with a tissue. In less than two seconds, she was back in front of the screen, sitting down. She took a deep breath, the sweat from dancing covering up the sweat from the intense intercourse. "It's so hot! Dancing is really tiring."

"Thank you for your hard work, host."

"Thank you for your hard work, honey. I'll give you a hug."

"Sister Miao is still as beautiful as ever!"

The livestream was filled with comments of jealousy and vulgar comments from lewd men. However, some comments were too explicit and would be blocked, and those who were too lewd would be automatically kicked off the stream.

Wu Xiao Miao was no longer the adorable newbie streamer. With Zhao An, her big-cocked husband, behind her, she only needed to maintain her popularity. Even if she stopped streaming, she still had a man to support her. This was a very good thing for her, a safe escape route.

The phone rang. Wu Xiao Miao picked it up, unlocked the screen, and saw a transfer message for one million yuan. Her mouth opened slightly in surprise; she hadn't expected it to actually be one million. A smile curled her lips as she quickly typed a thank you, "Thank you, husband. I love you!"

Zhao An smiled and left. Money was just a number to him. He checked the time and realized it was almost time for him to go to Lu Meifang's house for dinner.

As he left the company, he ran into Tang Wu, who had also arrived. They met on the steps.

Zhao An stood above, Tang Wu below, staring at each other. This was their second meeting; the first had ended on bad terms, leaving them feeling rather unhappy, even a bit like enemies.

"Hey, what's the heir to the Tang family doing here? Reading water meters or collecting electricity bills?" Zhao An asked jokingly. He didn't care about the heirs of the family; they were all trash to him.

"Haha, I've come to see the legendary genius. Young Master An, would you like to have a drink together?" Tang Wu, displaying his shamelessness to the fullest, completely forgot even the previous unpleasantness, seemingly unable to recall it.

"Want my skills? Sure, no problem. No need to talk nonsense. You name the price, and if I'm satisfied, I'll give it. If not, I won't give you a cent. I need something else, so you can give me a quote yourself, as long as it's right. Or you can look for cooperation with the Koreans. I'm a businessman, and anything is negotiable as long as the price is right." Zhao An said, and prepared to leave.

Tang Wu whispered, "What about women? You're using them as bargaining chips."

"You're so capable, why don't you use your mother as a bargaining chip?" Zhao An sneered, a hint of mockery and disdain.

"If you support me as heir, I can get my mother and give her to you," Tang Wu replied quietly, his eyes unflinching. Just as Tang Yuanxiu had guessed, he was a man without family ties. He would use his relatives as bargaining chips as long as it satisfied his own interests.

This surprised Zhao An a bit. "Haha, that's interesting. After I finish some things tonight, we can sit down and talk."

"Okay, how about Shanye Farm? Once Young Master An is done, give me a call. I'll be waiting for you there." Tang Wu was equally humble. Someone of their caliber could be an enemy one moment and a friend the next. The judgment came down to whether there was a mutual benefit. If there was, they were good brothers. If there wasn't, they weren't even good brothers. What needed to be sold still had to be sold.

"Okay, see you then." Zhao An didn't refuse. Collaborating with anyone wasn't about cooperation; as long as he could get what he wanted, it was fine. Furthermore, a ruthless man like Tang Wu was quite helpful in his plan; a crucial piece.

Conquering Qian Yuling wasn't as simple as imagined. Rape would only repel her. He had to conquer her heart. Only with psychological acceptance, coupled with physical pleasure, could that cold, powerful woman surrender to him.

How to capture her heart, then, required careful consideration. In an upscale residential complex, Lu Jun left work early and waited at home. Today was the day his daughter's boyfriend would visit.

Lu Jun had always turned a blind eye to his daughter's romantic relationships. As long as the man was decent, he'd pretend he didn't see anything. If he wasn't, don't blame him for ruthlessly interfering.

A mature, steady, and beautiful woman was busy in the kitchen. The modern kitchen looked tidy, clearly regularly maintained. This woman wasn't someone who didn't have to do any housework.

Lu Meifang was also helping in the kitchen. She knew a thing or two, and her cooking wasn't exactly delicious, but it wasn't terrible either.

The doorbell rang, and Lu Meifang went to open it. Upon opening, she saw Zhao An entering, carrying two bags. "You're here. No need to change your slippers."

"I thought you'd help me change my slippers," Zhao An murmured with a smirk, his tone a bit inappropriate.

Lu Meifang gave him a playful look and gently stroked the hair by her ear. "Once you've dealt with my dad, I'll do whatever you want with you."

"I'll fuck you at school, in the car, with you sticking your ass out!" Zhao An declared softly, as if declaring the fate of a private possession.

Lu Meifang's heart trembled, her beautiful eyes flickering. "You can do whatever you want then. Just deal with your own problems first."

This was a very direct statement. It clearly meant that if all went well, Lu Meifang would be Zhao An's private possession, free to play with her however he pleased, without any scruples.

After entering, Zhao An nudged Lu Meifang's hips and exclaimed, "Minister Lu, nice to meet you."

"Zhao An, I'm honored to see you too." Lu Jun smiled and extended his hand to shake. This young man, nearly the same age as his daughter—no, younger—had more than enough to stand on equal footing with him. Money brings status, that was undeniable. Furthermore, if Zhao An was to be targeted, the mayor would be the first to be offended. It went without saying. Why would a law-abiding entrepreneur go after him?

"It's my honor to meet Minister Lu. This is a small gift, not a sign of respect. Just a few snacks," Zhao An said with a smile. He wouldn't foolishly offer money; that would be the lowest form of behavior.