Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"This Fang Jueyu really is a lucky star for our Xinglang Company!" Jiang Guohua, chairman of Xinglang Company, was brewing tea in his office. The tea was a few ounces of Da Hong Pao, which a director had gone to great lengths to acquire. It was the only remaining original plant, and not something an ordinary person could obtain.

Since this Fang Jueyu suddenly appeared on the internet, he managed to make headlines every few days, driving up Weibo's views significantly and boosting ad revenue and operational income tremendously.

Not only that, compared to the previous year, Weibo's user numbers had an almost abrupt increase, all thanks to the emergence of this young man named Fang Jueyu.

This time, the rhetoric about alien invasions was already a huge gimmick. A little hype could turn it into a hot topic, but once Fang Jueyu got involved, it was like adding fuel to the fire, directly igniting it.

Jiang Guohua was a thorough businessman. Pursuing profit was his instinct and vocation. He didn't care who was right or wrong, and as for alien invasions, he remembered that years ago, a lot of scientists thought 2012 would be the end of the world.

But wasn't he still perfectly fine now? Such linguistic speculation seemed too ethereal, like a science fiction story.

"But this time, his situation doesn't seem too good!" Jiang Guohua also observed the online dynamics. Those personal accounts and marketing accounts had already gathered a huge troll army to attack Fang Jueyu and Liu Guang online.

Fang Jueyu had tons of fans, ranging from those who admired his looks, talent, wealth, to adoring "wife" fans. Even their fervent reports couldn't suppress those people. Instead, they became even more rampant.

"It seems money isn't all-powerful at all, at least not enough to shut the public up, this freedom of speech thing..."

While Jiang Guohua was watching with great interest, his office phone rang. It was his personal assistant calling.

"Mr. Jiang, I have some matters that might need to be reported to you."

"What's up? Did something happen with the company?" Jiang Guohua asked.

"Not exactly. The company's operations are all normal, but starting from two or three hours ago, someone has been gradually acquiring Weibo shares on the market, roughly close to 10% already."

"Oh?" A 10% share was nearly 10 billion US dollars. If there wasn't a premium purchase, given Weibo's currently thriving development situation, it's estimated that no one would want to sell. The buyer must have spent far more than 10 billion US dollars.

"Is it a person or an organization? There aren't many individuals who can come up with such a large sum of money, right?"

"Mr. Jiang, it's an individual purchase, and it should be a Huaxia national."

"Wait, an individual? A Huaxia national?" Why did this routine seem so familiar to Jiang Guohua, like it happened to someone already?

"Ma Teng, Tencent! Fang Jueyu!" Jiang Guohua had a pretty good personal relationship with Ma Teng, and they had discussed Fang Jueyu acquiring Tencent shares before. It seemed he started by swallowing those small shareholders at first.

"This..." Jiang Guohua was still puzzled. Why wasn't Fang Jueyu responding to the harsh online criticism? With his temper, wouldn't he have stood up against the world by now? Yet he quietly started acquiring Weibo shares, could it be that he intended to buy Weibo?

But 45% of Weibo's shares were in his hands, and over 30% were with Alibaba. It wouldn't be that easy for Fang Jueyu to acquire them!

"Xiao Qian, help me prepare the meeting room and bring out my best tea leaves. We might have some business to discuss later."

Sure enough, no sooner had Jiang Guohua spoken than his private phone rang.

"Haha, speak of the devil!" He answered the phone. It was a woman's voice.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang. My name is Zhuang Ying, and I'm Mr. Fang Jueyu's personal assistant. I'd like to schedule a time to discuss some business with you. Do you have time?"

"Of course, I must give Mr. Fang the respect he deserves," Jiang Guohua replied. Though his assets were substantial, compared to Fang Jueyu, they were worlds apart.

Not to mention, Tencent's market value had already surpassed one trillion US dollars, and Fang Jueyu owned the majority of the shares. So much money could crush him.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. Mr. Fang will arrive at your office in five minutes."

"What? Five minutes?" Jiang Guohua was taken aback. Wasn't Fang Jueyu in Jiangnan City? And he was in Yanjing. How could he get from Jiangnan City to Yanjing in five minutes, on a rocket?

Jiang Guohua was sure that when he checked Weibo just now, Fang Jueyu's location was in Jiangnan City.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Just as he was dumbfounded, the door of his office sounded.

"Come in!" Jiang Guohua thought it was his assistant.

But when the door opened, a young man in his twenties walked in.

"You... how did you get here so fast?" It hadn't been five minutes, more like five seconds?

"Mr. Jiang, everyone's time is precious, so why don't we get down to business?" Fang Jueyu said. "Just now, I settled with Mr. Ma from Alibaba, purchasing 15% of their shares for 50 billion US dollars. Now I want to acquire an additional 26% from you. What do you think?"

Jiang Guohua started cursing internally. If you wanted to purchase shares, couldn't you be a bit more subtle about it? Don't you understand the intricacies of business diplomacy?

15% of the shares equated to 15 billion US dollars, and yet the price was more than tripled. Who could withstand such a drop?

"Well... Mr. Fang, surely there is a purpose for acquiring these shares? It can't be just because of those keyboard warriors online, and you want to buy it out and shut down Weibo, right?"

"Not quite," Fang Jueyu laughed. If he shut down Weibo, the entire Huaxia would curse him to death. "I just want to be a 'privilege dog.' Once I become the largest shareholder, I can ban whoever's account I want!"

"To be honest, Mr. Jiang, your employees are too slow at banning accounts. I've reported thousands of accounts, and only a few have been banned after several hours."

Jiang Guohua found himself at once frustrated and amused. It was outrageous to be so capricious with money, buying Weibo just to be able to directly ban those trolls and keyboard warriors?

"Mr. Fang, what if I say I'm not selling?"

"Then I'll buy Xinglang instead," Fang Jueyu said casually. "Xinglang's market value seems to be only a few billion US dollars, not as much as Weibo!"

"You have the funds, I'll give you that!" Jiang Guohua was moved to tears. Fang Jueyu only talked money, not reason!

"I'll offer 80 billion US dollars for the 26% shares!"

Jiang Guohua trembled as he held his cup. That figure was entirely beyond his expectations.

"What? Not enough? How about this, my OCD likes even numbers, so let's make it 100 billion US dollars!"

One hundred billion US dollars, already equivalent to the entire market value of Weibo, was being offered just to acquire 26% of the shares. If Jiang Guohua didn't sell, he'd have to be insane!

"Sigh! Anyone doing business with you is bound to be drowned in money!" Jiang Guohua shook his head, already tacitly agreeing.

"Hahaha, then many thanks to Head Jiang. The equity agreement has already been prepared. You just need to sign and stamp it!"

"You were rather well-prepared." Seeing the stack of agreements, Jiang Guohua realized that Fang Jueyu came in brimming with confidence.

"Hehe, then I shall take my leave for now with the equity agreement in hand."

"Would Mr. Fang care to join me for a meal?" This transaction was the biggest business deal Jiang Guohua had ever conducted, and the fastest—from Fang Jueyu entering the door to signing the documents, it was less than five minutes!

"No, I must first enjoy the privileges of being a 'privilege dog.' Let's reschedule some other day!"