I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Fine! I'll give it to you!" Ding Sanshi clenched his teeth as he spoke, as Zhang Menglong's actions would put not just Music Forest at risk, but potentially bring down the entire Wangyi Group.

Wangyi was his life's work, and if it truly became the largest foot bath center in all of Asia, he, Ding Sanshi, might well end up as a historical figure noted in history textbooks, albeit for an ignominious reason.

"I'll give you the remaining shares of Music Forest, and shares worth 25 billion US Dollars from Wangyi Group's other public companies. Are you satisfied now?"

For Ding Sanshi, this money was like flesh being forcibly carved from his body.

"Satisfied? Why should I be satisfied? It's not me you are compensating!" Zhang Menglong stated emphatically. "I'm merely seeking justice for the victims on behalf of my family. It's as if this money is meant for me."

"Zhang Menglong, there's no need for pretense at this moment. You're clearly after our Wangyi shares, aren't you?" Ding Sanshi said.

"Would I care about the small amount of shares from a company like yours?" Zhang Menglong sneered. "If even a dime of that money lands in my pocket, I'll eat the Wangyi Building on the spot!"

Ding Sanshi's face alternated between shades of green and red, as Zhang Menglong's remark was clearly a jab at his previous deceitful behavior.

"Moreover, 25 billion in equivalent shares is not enough!"

"Zhang Menglong, don't you cross the line!" Ding Sanshi's tone also became more forceful.

"Am I crossing the line? Where have I crossed the line?" Zhang Menglong laughed. "Do you think your Wangyi's 47% share is worth 25 billion US Dollars? Go ask around and see if anyone would buy those shares for 25 billion, think everyone is a fool?"

"You..." Ding Sanshi was about to explode, but Zhang Menglong was not wrong. Music Forest was currently in dire straits—with little more than a building, a user-depleted app, and some contracts nearing expiration—it had almost nothing left.

Not to mention 25 billion, even 10 billion wouldn't find a buyer, as long as Music Forest stood, Wangyi Music had no hope of turning around.

And now, Zhang Menglong had even converted Music Forest into a foot washing city, and decoration workers had already begun demolishing walls that afternoon. Could foot washing turn things around? Even if you washed a thousand dirty feet of the national soccer team, you couldn't dream of returning Music Forest to its peak.

"So what do you suggest?"

"Your relatives bought those shares for 1 billion US Dollars, a discount of about 2.5%. I won't cheat you, let's value the rest at 8 billion Huaxia yuan. Just gather another 42 billion, and we can settle this."

"Impossible!" Ding Sanshi said without even thinking, as truly parting with these shares valued at 42 billion would mean losing significant control over Wangyi Group, and even his own net worth would halve!

"President Ding, it seems I forgot to take account of my own interests," Zhang Menglong suddenly laughed, "This 50 billion, it's just for that young girl. If I were to seek some justice for myself, it would be more than just 50 billion."

"President Ding, considering your age, why not retire early? You could still cash out your shares in Wangyi, travel the world. Why bother with all this trouble? Moreover, your good-for-nothing son is virtually a train wreck. Why not take this experience and start afresh with something else?"

"Zhang Menglong, is there really no room for negotiation?" Ding Sanshi aged several years in an instant.

Indeed, if he sold all his shares, he could easily net a hundred billion, enough to ensure luxurious lives for generations just by depositing it in a bank, provided it wasn't squandered.

But this was his dream. Wangyi was like his child; he didn't want it to belong to someone else, nor did he wish to see it turned into a foot washing city.

"No!" Zhang Menglong said forcefully. "Don't test my patience! It took me half a day to acquire a social media platform, acquiring Wangyi won't take more than a week. If President Ding doesn't believe me, we can make a bet, and whoever loses has to work as a technician at Wangyi Footpath for a year, employee ID 89757."

Ding Sanshi was silent for a long while. "Alright, you win. Bring that girl to Wangyi tomorrow, and I'll transfer the shares."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Menglong finally showed a satisfied look.

"Then here, I wish President Ding flourishing business, may every year bring today, and may every age bring this moment!" Zhang Menglong mocked.

...

"What? The shares of Music Forest and Wangyi Games are to be given to me?" Xia You was stunned upon hearing the news.

Though Zhang Menglong always stressed he hadn't even thought of taking Wangyi's shares, Xia You had assumed Zhang Menglong was just saving face. After all, who would demand 50 billion in compensation for someone they had met for the first time? Find exclusive stories on empire

"I'll have someone pick you up tomorrow morning. I'll come with you, just in case Ding Sanshi plays any tricks."

"Brother Zhang, I really can't accept this. I'm already so grateful that you're willing to help me get this justice. How can I ask for more? Besides, I don't know anything about running a business. Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn't be able to use it!"

"You don't need to understand," Zhang Menglong said with a smile, "just wait for your dividends every year. The profits from Wangyi Games are actually pretty good. As for that foot bath city, let me think of a way to set it up—who knows, it might take off?"

"Are you really going to turn Wangyi into a foot bath city?"

"When have I ever joked?" Zhang Menglong said, "Did I exaggerate when I said I would claim 50 billion US dollars in compensation for you?"

"This..." Xia You was, for a moment, at a loss for words. It seemed that for Zhang Menglong, everything was just about having fun and feeling justified; as for money, he really didn't care.

...

The next day, Zhang Menglong, accompanied by Xia You, walked into the headquarters of Wangyi Group. Under the guidance of Ding Sanshi's assistant, they entered Ding Sanshi's office.

"You still came," Ding Sanshi said with a sneer when he saw Zhang Menglong, "I thought you were really that noble. Turns out you're just hypocritical."

"No, no, no, President Ding, you misunderstand," Zhang Menglong knew what Ding Sanshi was thinking, "I'm here today just as Miss Xia's voluntary legal aid."

"Mr. Yuan, attorney, could you please check these agreements?" Zhang Menglong said to the middle-aged man beside him.

The attorney, Mr. Yuan, picked up the equity transfer agreements and carefully reviewed them.

"Mr. Zhang, there are no issues at all. All Miss Xia needs to do is show the relevant documents and then sign the transfer agreements, and after notarization, it will be done,"

"That would be great, thanks," Zhang Menglong said as he moved to sit on a couch, completely unconcerned about the share transaction.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this place has a pretty nice view!" Zhang Menglong commented while looking at the scenery outside, "If this were turned into a foot spa, the business would be booming!"

"Pfft!" Ding Sanshi almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Can you stop talking about the foot spa? Ever since Music Forest was rebranded as Wangyi Foot Path by Zhang Menglong, Ding Sanshi had developed a phobia of foot spas.

"Mr. Zhang, it's all done; Miss Xia is now a shareholder of Wangyi Group," Mr. Yuan, the attorney, announced.

"Thanks for the hard work," Zhang Menglong said, "All right, it's all signed; let's head back."

"Zhang Menglong!" Ding Sanshi suddenly called out to him.

"President Ding, is there anything else?" Zhang Menglong asked with a smile.

"These shares, you're really not tempted at all?" Ding Sanshi still found it hard to believe. These were shares worth 50 billion RMB, "You won't transfer the shares to yourself after leaving here, will you?"

"Excuse me, I need to take this call," Zhang Menglong's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Mr. Zhang, I've arranged the large particle collider you ordered, but the model has recently been upgraded, and with the research and build materials, the price will rise a bit, so our deposit might not cover it."

"Oh, I remember last time it was around 25 billion, right?"

Ding Sanshi shuddered. Zhang Menglong hadn't put it on speaker, but the other side's voice was loud, and he could clearly hear the conversation.

He spent 25 billion on a particle collider?

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, the price will increase by about 3 billion."

"No problem, just go ahead and wire the money," Zhang Menglong said, visibly thrilled that he got to spend an extra 3 billion!

Zhang Menglong hung up the phone. "Sorry, President Ding, what were you asking me?"

"It's... it's nothing," Ding Sanshi seemed to finally understand that Zhang Menglong truly had no interest in money. Spending an extra 3 billion, and he was still laughing! Unabashedly laughing!