The three women's eyes widened, and they looked at Chen Cheng in horror.

They never expected Chen Cheng to react this way.

Ye Zhenzhen's mind raced, and she blinked, "You've already thought about how you'll get along with Infant in the future?

And her growth issues too?"

Chen Cheng nodded.

Of course, that goes without saying.

Besides, this was something he had thought about ever since he got involved with Lucy.

The original plot was too idealistic; was just taking her in to raise her enough?

In the future, Infant would be: her retired mother died in childbirth while giving birth to her;

her sixty-year-old father abandoned her for a new lover.

What a hellish start for Infant.

When she starts kindergarten, the other children will be picked up by their moms and dads.

Infant will have to tell the other kids, "I don't have a dad or a mom; this is my sister."

Lucy is now proposing to be her nominal mother.

Although there are still many issues, it is indeed a better choice.

Of course, there will still be many ethical issues.

In the future, Infant's 'mother' will actually be her own sister.

Thinking about Infant's future, Chen Cheng felt a bit of a headache.

Moreover, last June, when Chen Cheng returned to the country, Lucy's mother was already pregnant.

He had no time to let Lucy go back and stop it.

Now this burden has been dumped on Lucy, and indirectly, on him.

The financial investment is secondary.

The ethical relationships, the child's growth, and education—how much energy will that consume?

These people having children at an advanced age are just being irresponsible.

Back then, Fang Dad and Fang Mom didn't believe their daughter, which was irresponsible;

and retiring only to want to raise another child is also irresponsible.

Lucy really had terrible luck to end up with such parents.

Chen Cheng's words moved Lucy to tears.

Large, bean-sized tears streamed down her face.

...

This night seemed much longer than usual.

Hot and passionate, tense and exciting, it had a unique charm.

The next day.

Chen Cheng went to the company early in the morning.

Meng Yanchen brought his team over to report on the progress of the acquisition.

"We have reached an agreement with the other major shareholders of Company Name and the custodial accounting firm."

"We will acquire all the Company Name shares they hold at the price we proposed."

"These are the letters of intent, specifying a one-time payment to lock in the transaction price."

Chen Cheng looked at the documents while asking, "What is the share percentage?"

"62.8%, with 50.6% of the voting rights."

"Han Zhengchu and his daughter Han Yiting still hold 16.3% of the unpledged Class A shares with double voting rights."

"The remaining retail investors and small shareholders are still on the sidelines."

"There are also a small number of retail investors who have neither joined the class-action lawsuit nor sold their shares before the transaction deadline."

Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow and calculated, "I have 10% in my hands, which adds up to 72.8%."

"The Han Family has 16.3%, so there is still about 10% out there."

"That's enough; let's proceed to the substantive delivery."

"Since the Han Family doesn't want a peaceful ending, we'll leave them for later."

"Reorganize the board of directors as soon as possible, give Jiang Han a small amount of shares, and let him go back to continue as CEO until we take over completely."

As he spoke, Chen Cheng smiled, "You be the chairman."

"Me?" Meng Yanchen was clearly stunned.

Chen Cheng shrugged, "Your father raised 300 million USD for you; surely he doesn't expect you to just go home and inherit the family business after completing the acquisition?"

A look of solemnity flashed across Meng Yanchen's cold face.

Chen Cheng smiled, "The real estate business is not doing well now; seeking transformation early is the right path."

"Your father must have realized this."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have given you over two billion to practice with."

As the two were talking, Meng Yanchen's phone suddenly rang.

Meng Yanchen smiled apologetically, picked up his phone, and took a look, "It should be news about Company Name."

Chen Cheng: "Then just answer it."

Meng Yanchen didn't say anything and answered the call.

A hurried voice immediately came from the other end of the line, "General Manager Meng, the village committee has issued a lifetime ban to Han Zhengchu and Han Yiting."

Meng Yanchen frowned, "None for Company Name?"

The other end of the line replied: "No. Only Han Zhengchu and his daughter. But there are rumors in the market that they will face additional joint criminal liability."

"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Yanchen couldn't figure it out for a while; the penalty for Company Name hadn't come down, but the penalties against the individuals had been implemented first.

Suddenly, a flash of insight crossed Meng Yanchen's eyes, and he looked up at Chen Cheng, who was looking down at the documents.

Impressive, devising strategies in a command tent and winning battles a thousand miles away.

This move directly defined the nature of this matter.

Financial fraud was the personal act of Han Zhengchu and Han Yiting;

He had been in contact with the village committee during this period, but more so with the America SEC.

The only person who could have done this is the one right in front of him.

Half a month ago, the SEC made a statement; this person was in New York.

This person returned to the country, the ban was just lifted yesterday, and today the village committee made a statement.

It seems everything was within his expectations.

"What's wrong?" Chen Cheng asked, looking up when there was no sound for a long time.

Meng Yanchen finally came back to his senses, "The village committee's personal penalty for Han Zhengchu has come down."

"A fine of 2 million and a lifetime ban."

Chen Cheng's mouth twitched; what was the meaning of Old Li giving them a 'three-cup penalty' at this time?

Before Chen Cheng could figure it out, Meng Yanchen's phone rang again.

Meng Yanchen picked it up and took a look, "Han Zhengchu."

"Oh?"

Chen Cheng smiled contemptuously, with the composure of someone facing a defeated opponent.

"Answer it."

Meng Yanchen answered the phone and hit the speakerphone button.

As soon as the call connected, Han Zhengchu got straight to the point from the other end:

"General Manager Meng, the shares can be yours. However, I want to meet the person behind you."

Meng Yanchen looked up at Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng showed the smile of a victor, his tone flat, "Chairman Han, there's no need to meet. When you have time to come to Magic City, I will definitely host a banquet for you."

On the other end of the line, a flash of insight erupted in the eyes on Han Zhengchu's round, fleshy face.

It was this kid!

By now, if Han Zhengchu still couldn't understand that this matter had been a setup from the very beginning, he wouldn't have made it this far.

That hundred-plus-page short-selling report must have been this person's work.

He couldn't blame anyone else; from the moment he wanted to sell the company, he had already fallen into this trap.

Han Zhengchu's gaze slowly softened again, and he laughed, "Truly, each generation has its own talented people."

"I'm old~"

Stopping his laughter, he said, "Get the money ready and come sign. I will hand over Company Name to you completely intact."

"Then thank you, Chairman Han."

Hanging up the phone, Chen Cheng laughed and cursed, "Old fox."

Looking at Meng Yanchen, he said, "We were the barbarians at the gate this time, and we have him to thank for our success."

"Old man Han was too eager for quick success. In this day and age, with the highly developed internet, he was still playing his old-fashioned game; it was inevitable that he would be eliminated by the times."

"From the moment he started faking, his defeat was doomed."