Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills! - Chapter 566: Two Heirs

Title: Trillionaire Student: The Art of Corporate WarfareGenre: Cyberpunk Corporate Drama / Tech RomanceSetting: Near-future Shanghai (2045) where blockchain dynasties and AI oligarchs dominate global finance.Protagonist:· Ye Chen: A 22-year-old financial prodigy with military-grade neural implants. Orphaned and self-made, he accidentally inherits trillion-yuan assets tied to a cryogenically preserved heiress.· Su Ning: A “frozen elite” heiress resurrected from cryostasis. Her trauma-encrypted mind holds the keys to her family's blockchain empire.Core Plot:When Ye decrypts suicidal patterns in Su's neural data, their forced partnership to upgrade her emotional firewall exposes:1. Corporate Espionage: Rival tech giants weaponize celebrity scandals as NFT commodities.2. Family Conspiracy: Su's mother audits her memories like hostile mergers.3. Hidden Protocol: A blockchain ledger tracking physical intimacy as corporate liability.Key Westernized Elements:· Boardroom duels in holographic Hunger Games-style shareholder arenas· Romance through shared neural hacking of trauma encryption· Memetic warfare where viral tweets manipulate stock marketsThemes:· Capitalism 2.0 (emotions as crypto assets, SEC-regulated marriage contracts)· Cybernetic identity (childhood trauma rebuilt as AI firewalls)· East-West fusion (Tang poetry as quantum encryption keys)Cultural Bridges:· “Black Swan Fund” → “Quantum Contingency Fund”· Neural interface battles styled as The Matrix meets Game of Thrones· Food metaphors: Xiaolongbao dumplings as encrypted data carriers

Joey picked up a random man at the matchmaking center and got married.

He paid back the mortgage with a bitter laugh, ate at the roadside stalls, and sold on the ground.

One day.

Colleague A was shocked: Your diamond ring is worth at least two million!

Colleagues B is crazy: Your dress is set to be super trenches!Countless renowned golden women wailed: CEO Lu gave up the throne to accompany a Cinderella to experience the lives of commoners.

What kind of weird hobbies are these?

After knowing the truth, Qiao Yi was furious: Lu Jingyun, I want to divorce you!

The man hugged her and coaxed in a low voice, Darling, don't make a fuss.

Anger can affect the baby in your belly.

[1v1 + Sweet Pet + Other World]

After her new phone fell victim to a poisoned hand, Feng Qingyi received a battered eighteen-hand phone for twenty dollars. Unexpectedly, the broken copper and rusted iron transformed before her eyes, housing not only a mysterious mall but also a handsome man who claimed to be a general.

In order to earn points to purchase goods, Feng Qingyi had no choice but to chat and video call with the handsome man, inadvertently chatting herself into his world.

The great general of Tianqi, Qin Yuechuan, accidentally picked up a small box from the spoils of war. The small box not only allowed for long-distance voice communication and video calls but could even transmit objects through space.

The woman who video called him and sent him gifts was not only breathtakingly beautiful and exceptionally talented but also highly considerate. Qin Yuechuan decided to find a way to lure her back home.

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”