I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 157 Drawing 100 Red Packets of 1 Million Each

"Ladies, 100 billion Qingqiu Currency in spiritual compensation has already been transferred to your bank accounts. This is the stock equity agreement from LE and YG," Ms. Lee Ji-eun, you now own 52% of LE Entertainment Group. Ms. Liu and Ms. Lisa, each of you holds 32% of YG Entertainment Group, each share valued at around 500 billion Qingqiu Currency."

It must be said that the shocked Su Zhihe had improved his work efficiency several times over, and three thick stock equity agreements had been delivered to Zhang Menglong's house in less than two hours.

All of these equities were acquired by the Ministry of Finance of Qingqiu Country. They couldn't just watch as their banks and even government buildings were pushed over by Zhang Menglong with an excavator, could they?

Although these lands had to pay a significant portion of taxes to Zhang Menglong every day, this steady trickle was definitely less painful than pulling out several trillion Qingqiu Currency at once.

"Check your accounts, have the funds arrived?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"Mr. Zhang, the funds are in," the three actresses nodded, feeling as if they were dreaming this entire time.

Yesterday, they were mere tools manipulated by the state, but now, they had become the largest shareholders of the two biggest entertainment groups in Qingqiu Country.

From now on, they no longer had to lead a passive life. They could dominate their own lives, no longer needing to do things they disliked. As for acting and singing, they could still pursue them, but without that burden, their lives would be much happier.

Upon reflection, being arranged to serve Zhang Menglong turned out to be a very fortunate event.

"Ladies, can you forgive us now? Those people who were tracking and surveilling your families, we've also called them back. There will be no more harassment in the future."

"Mr. Zhang, should we forgive him?" The three women looked simultaneously at Zhang Menglong. They were already very satisfied with this compensation; it far exceeded their own expectations. But still, they needed Zhang Menglong to decide.

"Alright, seeing that Mr. Su has worked so hard, although the compensation isn't much, keep it. Let's put this matter to rest," Zhang Menglong said.

Hearing this, Su Zhihe finally breathed a sigh of relief, as it seemed Zhang Menglong was somewhat satisfied.

"However!" Zhang Menglong's tone shifted, making Su Zhihe's recently eased mood tense once again.

"Now that this matter is settled, let's talk about my affair," said Zhang Menglong, "I'm still very interested in your country's economic model and want to gain some insights. I hope Mr. Su can satisfy my curiosity."

"Mr. Zhang! I also came here to give you an explanation!" Su Zhihe said righteously, "We've thoroughly investigated, and what was claimed to be an economic model was concocted by a group of financial academic failures in our country. We've proven that such an economic model doesn't exist, and having seen Mr. Zhang's capabilities, we deeply believe that Mr. Zhang has the power to stir the world economy!"

"Damn, this guy's face is so thick, I'm at a loss for words!" Zhang Menglong was suddenly rendered speechless. Su Zhihe really was a talent, directly selling out those domestic economists.

Zhang Menglong believed that without higher orders, those economists absolutely wouldn't have the guts to fabricate such things. He had to admit that Su Zhihe was indeed ruthless, pushing this issue clean off Qingqiu Country's plate.

Of course, Zhang Menglong also believed that if he wanted to find the evidence, it would merely be a matter of speaking out, but it wasn't necessary. Zhang Menglong's visit was intended to be a warning to the tiger, but clearly, while he shook the mountain, he only intimidated a portion of the tigers.

The international criticism had only disappeared by a fraction. The last time Zhang Menglong had Hong Yi fix up some small countries, even if those countries were crippled by Zhang Menglong, it didn't mean much because the big countries could easily do the same.

However, Qingqiu Country was different. Looking at their GDP, they had already reached the level of developed nations. Although there was significant military pressure, compared to those smaller countries, it was not on the same scale at all. Sorting them out should effectively silence most critics.

"Here's the deal, you guys do one thing for me and I'll let this slide. I won't touch the savings either. You just need to pay me the interest on time and submit the land taxes regularly. I don't want to beat you up unless absolutely necessary!"

Su Zhihe felt incredibly bitter inside. Who had ever heard of someone who could just beat up a whole country at will? Yet, he had no strong words to counter Zhang Menglong's statement. These past several days, their entire Qingqiu Country had been fundamentally throttled by Zhang Menglong.

Their money couldn't be protected, their women couldn't be guarded, and even their lands couldn't be secured.

"Mr. Zhang, you name it—if it's something we can do, we will definitely try our hardest!"

"Excellent!" Zhang Menglong nodded in satisfaction. "Making mistakes isn't scary, but not admitting to them, now that's terrifying. Tomorrow night, I'll host a live stream. Gather all those foolish economists, have them admit their mistakes in front of me, and then apologize. They must sing 'Conquest' in front of me!"

"Con… Conquest?" Su Zhihe knew Zhang Menglong was using this method to deter others. Although he was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to comply—there were no other options!

"It's just a song. I'll have someone teach it to you. Okay, you can go now!" Zhang Menglong waved at Su Zhihe as if shooing away a fly. "I won't keep you for lunch, okay?"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" After Su Zhihe had left, three female stars bowed deeply to Zhang Menglong. From now on, though their statuses stayed the same, their destinies were completely changed.

"No big deal, consider it a tip for keeping me company these few days!" Zhang Menglong whistled as he walked into his room. "Call me for lunch later, and in the afternoon, keep me company playing Mahjong. Tonight, it's team gaming time!"

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"Tonight, I will be live streaming on Shark TV. There will be a giveaway of 100 cash packets worth a million each. Don't miss out, fans!"

That evening, Zhang Menglong's Weibo was updated with a new post, and this bold move stirred up a huge wave of reactions.

"Damn, I've only ever seen live streams giving away a hundred bucks to a hundred people, but Mr. Zhang just multiplied that by ten thousand. Oh my goodness!"

"Wuu wuu wuu, hubby, pick me!"

"You think you can trick me into watching your stream with this tactic? No way! I'm bringing all my relatives to watch!"

"Damn, Mr. Zhang is just Mr. Zhang. Is he trying to throw money to death?"

"Others stream to make money; Mr. Zhang streams to burn money! The joy of the wealthy is beyond our imagination!"

"I have a question, what exactly will Mr. Zhang stream? Isn't he in Qingqiu Country?"

"Who knows! Getting money is all that matters—if I win, I've got my down payment!"

Looking at the bustling comment section, Zhang Menglong revealed a satisfied expression. Tomorrow's live stream would certainly be very lively, wouldn't it?