MMO: Pierce Heaven Til’ It Breaks 811 The Depressed Sax

The call went through, and a woman’s voice spoke. The one who called was not Lin Wenyu, but Qian’er’s stepmother, Liu Yun.

“Qianqian, your father said he got a little carried away just now. He hopes you won’t mind.” Liu Yun’s voice was very gentle and comforting to listen to.

Liu Yun had always been very kind to Qian’er, treating her as her own daughter. To Qian’er, her stepmother was even more important than her own father.

Qian’er laughed. “Would my dad ever apologize to me?”

Lin Wenyu had always been cold and heartless. It did not matter if he was right or wrong — he would rather die than admit defeat. Liu Yun was clearly saying that to protect Qian’er’s relationship with her father.

“Haha, he really did! When has Aunty Yun ever lied to you?”

Whether they were true or otherwise, Liu Yun’s words undeniably made Qian’er feel much better.

“Your father and I looked into Wang Enterprise’s situation earlier, and other than their stocks, we found a lot more suspicious elements…”

Before she became Qian’er’s stepmother, Liu Yun had been Lin Wenyu’s personal secretary. It was her exceptional abilities that allowed her to marry into the Lin family.

“Alright, Aunty, just make sure my dad doesn’t invest in Wang Enterprise. Everything else can come later.” Qian’er hung up.

After that, he heard Qian’er sob, “I know you investigated Wang Enterprise and tried to take down Tyrant Sword King the Fifth for my sake…”

Li Yi’s actions had moved her.

…

Li Yi’s advice meant that Lin Wenyu temporarily held back his plan to invest 10 billion into Wang Enterprise.

Lin Wenyu did not clearly state that he was no longer investing. He merely said that he wanted to observe them for a little longer before making his decision.

Tyrant Sword King the Fifth and Wang Leitian were now on the back foot again. In order to regain control of the shares, they utilized all their connections and even took out a high-interest loan.

Their efforts were not in vain. After going to much trouble, they finally managed to regain some control of the shares, buying back the excess stock and even regaining 55% of the controlling interest shares.

That way, even if all of the remaining 45% fell into one outsider’s hands, they still would not be able to pose a threat to the company.

“We can rest easy now, hahahaha…”

Wang Leitian laughed heartily.

However, his laughter did not last for long.

On the 35th day of the Shangri-La project’s period of mayhem, a fat middle-aged man with large ears brought his lawyer and walked right into the Wang Enterprise administrative tower.

He was here to take control of Wang Enterprise on behalf of a Miss Su Xiaomeng.

“Get him out of here!” Wang Leitian instantly lost his temper when he heard of this.

Immediately after that, security piled in, and the lawyer held up proof of Miss Su Xiaomeng’s controlling shares.

She had 51%, which was just enough for her to buy over Wang Enterprise.

“How can that be? I clearly have…” Wang Leitian could not finish his sentence.

After all, he had released a majority of the shares just earlier, so he could not say anything for sure after all that had happened.

When the newcomers were going through the company’s finances, Wang Leitian gave his private secretary a call.

“How many shares did we put on the market last time?”

“80!”

“You sure?”

“That should be it. But Director Wang, we also sold another 20% before that, so if we add that all up, it should actually be 100%.”

“F*ck your wh*re mother in the p*ssy!” Wang Leitian’s characteristic profanities echoed down the corridors.

Finally, the fat middle-aged man took over control of Wang Enterprise. While Wang Leitian had 55% of the controlling interest, how would he dare to announce it?

The fat middle-aged man settled the company’s finances and divided it up according to shares, so Wang Leitian and his son did not leave empty-handed. In fact, they even earned a little, all thanks to the Shangri-La project going viral.

However, they only made a profit on the surface. After all, they were heavily in debt, so when they really calculated everything together, all they made here were losses…

On the fifth day after the ‘fat middle-aged man’ took over Wang Enterprise, Wang Leitian filed for bankruptcy.

The biggest victim throughout all of this was Tyrant Sword King the Fifth.

Just a while ago, he had been a rich young master, but now his father was bankrupt, which spelled disaster for him as well. He went straight from being a rich young master to a poor young master…

The Shangri-La that he had poured all his heart into instantly became someone else’s property, and he was now merely their employee.

Soon after control of Shangri-La changed hands, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth lost even the right to work for his enemies. That was when his frat guild began to split at the seams too.

Unlike before, he no longer had all that money to spend. Before this, he made it rain whenever he liked, and money was the furthest thing from his mind. Now, he had no choice but to consider it constantly.

A newly-created guild needed money at every turn. That sum would have meant nothing to him before, but things were different now. He could not even afford the guild map’s repair fees.

He ordered a fund collection, but barely any members of his party were willing to donate. Two days after the fund was announced, they had collected less than 100,000 Gold Coins. It was not enough to support the guild’s requirements for a day.

Before, he had money and, therefore, authority. Now that he was a pauper, who would still obey his commands?

Within a few days, the frat guild was forced to disband, and Tyrant Sword King the Fifth had utterly fallen from his position of power and glory.

Tyrant Sword King the Fifth did not log for about a dozen days, only reappearing when the Annual Arena Championship was almost underway.

In the meantime, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth continued to call Lin Wenyu daily, and he still called the latter an intimate ‘Dad’ as usual before asking when they could hold the wedding.

Before, Lin Wenyu would have agreed on a date long ago, but now, the Wang family had been reduced to nothing. No matter how much he disliked his own daughter, he still would not marry her off at a time like this.

“It can wait.” Every time Tyrant Sword King the Fifth called him, Lin Wenyu would reply as such.

That day, Tyrant Sword King the Fifth called Qian’er, and Li Yi was present when Qian’er picked up the call.

“I’ll ask you again, will you marry me or not?” Tyrant Sword King the Fifth’s voice was ice-cold.

“I’ve never once liked you, and I’ve told you this countless times already. I’ll never marry you!”

“Haha, why is that?” Tyrant Sword King the Fifth still refused to give up.

“F*cking wh*re, just what’s so bad about me? D’you really think you’re worth your weight in gold? You’re just a dirty wh*re with big tits, and you should be thankful that I’m interested in you! You ungrateful little b*tch, you’ll f*cking regret this, your motherf*cking c*nt…”

Before Tyrant Sword King the Fifth could finish his rant, Li Yi hung up for her.

“He’s nothing more than a mad dog now, ignore him.”

Qian’er burst out crying, running into her room and locking the door behind her.

No one had ever scolded her like that all her life.

Fuming, Li Yi picked up his own phone and gave Tyrant Sword King the Fifth a call.

“Don’t harass Qian’er anymore, or I won’t even give you the chance to regret it!”

Tyrant Sword King the Fifth hung up without a word.

That night, Qian’er knocked on Li Yi’s door, crying.

She held a CD in her hand.

…The word ‘meng’ here refers to something cute or ‘moe’.