Chapter 285

"Rest a bit, recover some mental energy, and then it's time to go out."

Subsequently, he made some food, ate it, and recovered his mental energy.

Suddenly, Su Ming found that there were hundreds of unread messages in his personal mailbox.

"Hmm?"

"During this period, I had almost no communication with the outside world."

"It's about time to check the letters."

Su Ming's mind moved slightly, and a screen appeared.

The first message that came through was from a man.

Name: Jiang Yongli.

Chairman of the Jiang'an Consortium...

What does this person want with me?

Su Ming frowned, feeling some hesitation in his heart, and immediately clicked it open.

For some reason, he always had a bad premonition.

The moment the message appeared, Su Ming's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

It was a video message!

In the video, a middle-aged man with broad shoulders was sitting in his chairman's chair.

It was the top floor of the Jiang'an Building.

His expression was flat, staring at the lens.

"Su Ming, hello, I am Yunqing's father, Jiang Yongli."

"For what follows, I don't expect you to do exactly as I say; after all, for a young class-changer who just graduated to deal with a massive family entrenched in the Dragon Nation is simply unrealistic."

"To you, I can't be considered to have any deep friendship."

"However, I still hope you can remember these words."

Saying this, he gave a bitter smile, his voice carrying a hint of self-mockery.

A business tycoon of a generation, now reduced to having to entrust hope to a student who just graduated.

It really was a decline...

Su Ming's eyes were solemn; from Jiang Yongli's facial expression, he had already seen some clues.

This man... was going to die.

Or rather, he knew he was going to die.

This was the look only a person about to face death would have.

Su Ming had killed too many people; he knew all the characteristics of a dying person.

It had to be said that Chairman Jiang indeed had some character; even before dying, his speech was still so graceful and polite.

Calm in the face of danger, composed and relaxed.

Worthy of a man who had held a high position for many years.

In the picture, Jiang Yongli crossed his hands, frowned, and said.

"First of all, the Jiang'an Consortium has been gradually hollowed out in these years of confrontation with the Zhang family; I have tried every method, but I am powerless."

As soon as these words came out, Su Ming's eyes flickered.

The Zhang family?

So it was the Zhang family's doing.

They really have massive energy...

After all, one was just a business consortium, while the other was an old-fashioned family with great influence throughout the Dragon Nation.

There was indeed a gap in strength.

Although the gap was small, it existed after all.

Sometimes, in battles between behemoths, only a slight gap could lead to an overwhelming crush like a landslide.

"All the forces of the Jiang family have been slowly eroded."

"I can only watch helplessly as the business empire passed down by my ancestors is legitimately encroached upon by others."

"But I am not surprised; in fact, several years ago, I had already anticipated this day."

"It's just that I didn't expect us to collapse so quickly, faster... than I anticipated."

"Even so fast that I didn't have time to save too many things."

Saying this, his expression was somewhat cold, seemingly a bit angry.

But in the end, it didn't erupt.

"But... I have also tried my best to save some precious items from the assets, thinking they might help you; they have already been placed in your attachment."

"I don't ask for much; I don't expect you to help my daughter win back the property. I only hope you can preserve their lives."

"The method doesn't matter; hiding them at the ends of the earth or in some remote dungeon is fine."

"As long as they are alive."

Su Ming frowned.

The situation was actually this severe?

Truly entrusting the orphan on the deathbed?

"My words are finished."

He didn't beg Su Ming for a promise, nor did he have any extra words.

He knew that a promise was the most meaningless thing.

So, he actually didn't entrust all his hope to Su Ming.

He had sent videos and gifts to many people.

He had sent this message to many of Jiang Yunqing's friends, teachers, and classmates.

He hoped that among these people, there would be one who knew how to repay kindness.

As long as there was one... one was enough!

That wouldn't be a loss.

Subsequently, in the video, an old man entered from outside the door.

He had white hair and beard, looking to be of an extremely high realm.

This old man was named Lei Chen.

He had been Jiang Yongli's secretary, butler, and bodyguard.

"Chairman, it is time for you to die."

Lei Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his tone heavy.

His voice was hoarse and old.

His wrist lifted slightly, and purple lightning flashed within it, condensing into a longsword.

It looked terrifyingly powerful.

That's right, Lei Chen had defected.

The closest butler by Jiang Yongli's side, the old butler who had worked diligently for the Jiang'an Consortium for decades, the person he trusted most, had betrayed him.

One could imagine how terrifying the Zhang family's infiltration methods were.

Looking at Lei Chen, Jiang Yongli slowly stood up.

"Old Lei, I didn't expect you to have broken into the fifth-turn; it seems the Zhang family's conditions are indeed generous."

He narrowed his eyes and said.

"No wonder you would betray me."

Lei Chen nodded.

"Thank you for understanding."

"After all, I have been stuck at this realm for more than twenty years."

Subsequently, he paused and sighed, saying.

"Sorry... Chairman."

Saying this, he walked forward slowly.

That lightning sword hovered and pointed at Jiang Yongli.

In his old and turbid eyes, there was actually a hint of hidden apology and guilt. ===== CHAPTER 287 =====