Jincheng Airport arrival gate.
A man dressed in a black cape strode out of the waiting hall, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
The man was about fifty years old, wearing a black casual vest that showed off his extremely well-maintained figure.
His eyes and eyebrows emitted the sharpness of a hawk.
Behind the man, two burly bodyguards followed him closely, never leaving his side.
At a glance, the two bodyguards were extraordinary, their eyes like lightning and their steps firm and powerful.
They kept a slight distance from the man in front, highlighting his status and identity while ready to respond to any emergency.
At the entrance of the waiting hall, three or four imposing men came up to meet them.
"Second Brother, you must be tired from the journey."
"Second Brother, it's been a long time, how have you been?"
"Second Brother, we're fortunate you've come back to take charge."
"Otherwise, the great power of our Yi Family would have fallen into the hands of outsiders."
...
The men greeted the one wearing the cape, trying to flatter and please him to the utmost.
These three or four men were dressed extravagantly, with a remarkable presence.
In any other place, they would be prominent figures who attracted attention.
Yet now, they were all carefully smiling and welcoming the man in the black cape.
The man in the black cape glanced through the crowd.
"Has Third Brother left already? The worthless thing."
"Seducing my sister-in-law and then abandoning the family to flee, the bastard!"
He furiously threw the Yellow Crane Tower cigarette onto the gleaming new tiles and stamped on it twice.
The man in the black cape was named Yi Weibing.
He was the most outstanding talent of the second generation of the Yi Family, decisive and swift in his actions.
He was also the president of Northern Longyun Chemical Co., Ltd., under the Yi Family's name.
And these impressive figures who had come to receive Yi Weibing
were also the most powerful second-generation members of the Yi Family.
Yi Jun'an had the support of the large Feen Family clan,
which was why he assumed the position of Chief Steward of the family.
However, everyone knew
that if they were to talk about a natural choice for the Family Head among the three Yi brothers, it would be Yi Weibing, who ranked second.
So, when the Yi Family Clan's younger generation learned that Feng Yinxue had been designated by the old Family Head as the next successor,
they immediately informed Yi Weibing, who was far away in Hei Province.
The young members who came to receive Yi Weibing formed a faction centered around him, consolidating familial power.
The interests and identities of these people were tightly interconnected.
Naturally, they all hoped Yi Weibing would become the Patriarch.
Master Yi, although he had been romantically linked with Feen Ziyan,
had a deep affection for his second brother.
Therefore, Yi Weibing was furious when he heard that Master Yi had eloped with Feen Ziyan.
"Second Brother, the formal homage to the new Family Head is at two-thirty in the afternoon,"
"We must make a quick decision and settle our minds on this matter."
"Otherwise, it will be too late for regrets."
A man with a fat head and big ears moved closer to Yi Weibing, speaking anxiously.
"Hmph, new Family Head? Bullshit!"
Yi Weibing took off his black cape and threw it to a bodyguard behind him, sneering.
"Without Yi Weibing's approval, no one can dream of entering the Ancestral Temple to pay homage to our ancestors."
A man wearing black-framed glasses spread his hands helplessly.
"Second Brother, it's true what you say, but the old Family Head has spoken, and we don't dare to openly defy him."
"The ancestral family laws are not to be taken lightly."
Yi Weibing glanced coolly at the man with black-framed glasses, "What, are you scared?"
His gaze was sharp, filled with an intimidating force.
The man with black-framed glasses trembled with fear.
"How could I, Bi Xiongchun, the Chief Steward of the Yi Family's External Branch, submit to a mere girl?"
Yi Weibing snorted and glanced at the others.
"Rest assured, I have made thorough preparations for this trip."
"That girl from the Su Family, an outsider trying to be the Family Head of our Yi Family, is dreaming!"
"Yes, yes, the position of Patriarch of Su Family naturally belongs to the Second Brother, no one else should harbor any foolish dreams."
The words of Yi Weibing immediately sparked a wave of excitement.
The fat man with large ears respectfully stepped forward to clear the way.
"Second Brother, I have already arranged a banquet at Huang's Private Club."
"Let's go there and discuss matters properly."
"There are already many uncles and brothers waiting there for Second Brother to arrive."
Upon hearing this, Yi Weibing's sullen face finally showed a hint of a smile.
"You've done well, we'll talk in detail once we arrive at the club."
Meanwhile, at a luxurious conference room in Jincheng Jingchun Grand Hotel, there was also a tumult.
In Hall Number Three of Jingchun Grand Hotel, a woman in her thirties sat on the main stage.
Below the stage was packed full of people.
The woman had short hair, slender eyebrows, and fine eyes, with a strong jaw— a typical tomboyish look.
She wore a suit and looked coldly at the people below the stage, her tone icy.
"The Yi Family owes its success today to the efforts of us distant relatives and in-laws—it's indisputable."
"If Su Yinxue, who is also an outsider, can take up the position of Family Head, why can't we?"
This woman named Meng Zhigui was one of the most powerful among the distant relatives of the Su Family.
In her hands she held three mines and a new energy development company.
In the Yi Family, Meng Zhigui and Feen Ziyan were known as the 'Twin Furies' of the family.
Both women were outsiders yet formidable and influential in wealth and power.
Meng Zhigui and Feen Ziyan were close friends; they worked together, both openly and covertly.
Meng Zhigui could never have imagined.
That Feen Ziyan, her pillar of support, would fall so abruptly.
And the shady deals she had with Feen Ziyan were beginning to surface with the appointment of the new Family Head, impossible to hide.
This tough woman simply decided to turn and strike back.
She allied with other distant relatives and offspring from the branches to protest Su Yinxue becoming the Family Head.
Though not a direct descendant of the Yi Family.
Meng Zhigui's exceptional business acumen and her ability to win hearts.
Gave her immense prestige among the Yi Family's External Branch offspring.
Meng Zhigui's words sparked a resonance among the dense crowd below.
Many voiced their agreement.
"Right, if the Yi Family themselves have broken the rules, why can't we vie for the position of Family Head?"
"Are kings and lords not made by their own deeds?"
"We nominate Sister Meng for Family Head. The Yi Family brought this upon themselves, let them deal with their own mess."
…
At the same time, there were also many old and conservative individuals who raised differing opinions.
"Su Yinxue has the support of the former Family Head, and his methods are extraordinary."
"We shouldn't act recklessly. It's wiser to fish in troubled waters."
"Yes, with Su Yinxue assuming the role of Family Head, how can Yi Weibing just let it be?"
"If you ask me, the best thing for us to do is to sit back and watch the tigers fight."
"No matter what, as children of a different lineage, we inherently lack legitimacy—striving for the position of Chief Steward is the most logical goal."
…
Meng Zhigui let out a cold laugh, "I understand everyone's concerns."
"But rest assured, I'm not foolish enough to clash head-on with the former Family Head—I have ways to deal with Su Yinxue."
She slowly stood up.
"Don't forget the grudge between Xu Group and Su Yinxue."
"It's said that Xu Youjiang's death cannot be separated from Su Yinxue, we can very well 'Kill with a Borrowed Knife'."
The conference room fell silent.
Only after a while did someone start cheering, followed by thunderous applause.
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