Chapter 224: The Giant!

A heavily armed, cold-faced special forces squad surged in like a tidal wave, grabbing anyone they saw with the brutality of livestock.
“Who…who are you?! Do you know who I am?!”
Abdul roared, his voice trembling with fear. He was a noble Saudi prince, of royal blood!
However, the soldiers who stormed in had icy eyes, ignoring his identity.
They didn't hesitate to shoot and kill the resisting bodyguards, then dragged Abdul out like a dead dog.
“What on earth is going on…”
Abdul's face was scraped and bloodied on the ground. He was dragged to the hotel lobby and thrown onto the cold marble floor like trash.
He looked around in terror, completely dumbfounded.
Not only him, but dozens of princes and hundreds of business tycoons gathered in the hotel that day were all pinned to the ground.
Looking at the soldiers again, the insignia on their armbands sent a chill down his spine—the Royal Special Forces, reporting only to the King!
No, the current King would never issue such an order.
That leaves only one person.
The de facto ruler of the country—Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman.
This is a purge.
An unprecedented, bloody purge in Saudi history!
“This madman!” Abdul cried out in despair.
***
Fanghuan Group, Chairman's Office.
After the group's high-level meeting, Huang Fengwen was catching up with his former deputy, now the vice chairman of Fanghuan Investment, Lin Fan, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
Logically, a low-level employee suddenly becoming one's superior would cause some resentment, but this guy showed no such emotion whatsoever on his face.
"You look much better than when you were working for me," Huang Fengwen said, taking a sip of tea, his tone slightly sarcastic.
"Haha, of course, to be honest, Mr. Huang," Lin Fan laughed,
"Before, working for you, I always felt like I was in a fog, seeing nothing but money, money, and nothing but money, with no end in sight."
"What the hell?" Huang Fengwen nearly spat out blood.
"But now, working for Chairman Su, I can clearly see a broad and promising road ahead.
Moreover, I can experience the thrill of an adrenaline rush. That's what you call exciting!"
"Heh, yeah, that kid's a walking, giant dopamine-producing machine. Being around him, it's easy to get carried away."
Chairman Huang chuckled self-deprecatingly, deeply agreeing.
"No, Mr. Huang, it's not just about the excitement. More importantly, I see an incredibly clear and grand blueprint."
Grand blueprint?
Huang Fengwen didn't quite understand what this guy meant by "blueprint."
"Have you heard? The recent purge within the Saudi royal family."
"Ah, I've heard. I thought I'd traveled back to a feudal dynasty. I can't believe something like this can still happen in the 21st century."
"After all, it's still a monarchy. Power struggles are naturally a matter of life and death." Lin Fan's eyes gleamed.
“That Saudi Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman invited all the core members of the royal family to the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Riyadh, ostensibly for a meeting, but in reality, he used the military to frame them, fabricating various charges and eliminating all the princes in one fell swoop.
This way, he could both eliminate dissidents and consolidate his power, and conveniently 'confiscate' all their assets to fill the hole in that future city—killing two birds with one stone, ruthless indeed.”
“That's really ruthless. But what does this have to do with Su Hao?”
“It's very relevant. Among the key figures purged this time was that guy who had been constantly at odds with Fang Huan.”
“…What?”
“That Prince Abdul Hadimu, who had been plotting against us everywhere, trying to destroy us.
And what happened? Before he could even throw his bomb, the Crown Prince had already beheaded him.
That was a precise decapitation!”
Huang Fengwen felt a sudden dryness in his mouth and downed his water glass in one gulp.
“You mean… this matter is related to Su Hao?”
“I don’t know. Chairman Su didn’t say, and I didn’t ask.
But I can only say that the timing is fucking perfect.
That Prince Abdul was just preparing to gather all his forces for a final assault on us, and then…
just a second before he pulled the trigger, his head was gone.”
“…”
From the port incident to this Saudi purge…
When coincidences happen again and again, they’re no longer coincidences; there must be a deeper reason behind them!
"Wait, is that 'Future New City' project really a scam?"
"It's a bit of a stretch.
The official story is that Prince Abdul forged a royal decree.
The Saudi government hadn't even issued an official investment invitation yet, and he used that as leverage to leak his so-called 'internal invitation.'
Whether it was Abdul's own doing or the Saudi government using him as a pretext, nobody knows.
Anyway, the result is that Saudi Arabia claims all the money invested by the companies went into Abdul's pocket.
In the end, the Saudi government confiscated all the money under the guise of 'anti-corruption,' and those companies that invested lost everything, with nowhere to turn for help."
"And our Fang Huan didn't invest a single penny?"
"That's right. Chairman Su didn't even look at the report; he rejected it outright."
Chairman Huang's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
Could it be... that Su Hao really could predict the future?!
This is almost like something out of a fantasy novel!
“We wanted to invest in Sky Entertainment before, but they rejected us because they got involved with Prince Abdul.
Now that the prince has fallen, they're begging to come back and cling to us.”
“And what happened? How did Su Hao handle it?”
“Chairman Su made a condition: he increased the shareholding from 40% to 51%, achieving absolute control. They signed without hesitation.”
“But I still don’t understand. We run shipping and chip companies, fine. Why are we suddenly getting into entertainment companies?”
Huang Fengwen was very puzzled. In his view, Netflix was already a strong asset in the media sector.
“Didn’t I just say? The reason I’m so devoted to Chairman Su is because I see an incredibly clear and grand blueprint.”
“What exactly is this blueprint?”
“Chairman Huang, haven’t you seen it?
From industry, technology, maritime trade, to the current Netflix platform, and now the entertainment industry…
Chairman Su is playing a grand game.
He wants to control not just money, but every aspect of this world!
From physical goods to culture, from hardware to software, he wants to be like an octopus, extending his tentacles into every field, and then… conquering it all!”
Every project Su Hao has invested in has been a resounding success.
He doesn’t seem content with simply making money; he’s using acquisitions and controlling stakes to gradually become the core of these industries.
He’s conquering, one by one, the industrial sectors that form the cornerstone of modern society, according to a grand blueprint known only to himself and unfathomable to anyone else!
“From the very beginning, I vaguely saw just the tip of the iceberg of Chairman Su's plan.
That's why I made up my mind to stay by his side.
Technology, culture, media, sports…
Just imagine, when all these indispensable industries, permeating the very fabric of modern society, are all under our control…
What kind of existence will we become?”
A behemoth corporation that controls all core industries and will never go bankrupt!
Like in a movie—no, for Huang Fengwen, a game is a more fitting description.
Like a super empire in a game, controlling all industries in the world and possessing absolute power!
"Su Hao... he really wants to create something like this?"
"At first, I thought it was just my speculation.
But when he reached out to Netflix and the entire entertainment industry, I became completely certain.
Because to build such a vast business empire, control of the media and public opinion is an indispensable element!
And our foundation is already incredibly solid:
We control global trade via sea freight, we own a world-class Bitcoin exchange, and we even hold the most cutting-edge semiconductor technology in our hands!"
"...!"
Huang Fengwen's mind went blank.
He felt like a mortal standing at the foot of a mountain, glimpsing for the first time the silhouette of a god-like being atop the peak.
It was a future he had never imagined, even dared not imagine, so magnificent it sent shivers down his spine!
And now, Su Hao was preparing to make it a reality!
"Chairman Huang," Lin Fan stood up, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement and fervor,
"May you live to be a hundred years old and take good care of your health!
Our unprecedented super business empire is waiting for you to become its first leader!"