The Tycoon System: I Have a Universal Land

"Xue'er, let's not worry about the rest for now. Proceed with the lawsuit as planned. I'll make sure we recover every penny they embezzled and return it to the company! Are you at the office?"

"Yes, Young Master! Sister Zhang and I have been at work since 8:30 a.m., as per company policy. Today, we're consolidating company resources and reviewing the investment portfolio. However, Young Master, there's something I need to discuss with you. Even though you're the chairman and owner of the company, you can't freely allocate all the company's funds as you please. If you want to invest in a project, some basic procedures need to be followed."

"Got it. I'll transfer the money back. I don't want to make things difficult for you."

"Young Master, there's no need to transfer the money back. You just need to create some official investment proposals to make everything aboveboard."

"No worries. I'll transfer it back. Thank you, Xue'er, for handling these matters for me."

"You're too kind, Young Master. It's my duty."

After hanging up, Shang Yunyan tracked the account he had transferred money to the day before. Then he contacted the finance manager, Zhang Liping, to clarify the process for transferring funds back to the company account. Following her instructions, he transferred 140 million yuan back into the corporate account. Of course, this time, the funds came from his personal wealth, with most of the 1 billion yuan check still untouched.

As for the company's 140 million yuan and the 30,000 yuan he had saved before obtaining the system, they remained safely stored in the system's Universal Land.

Glancing at the date on his phone, Shang Yunyan noted that it was October 20th—only three days until the fire at Tianji Development's construction site. Over the next three days, he needed to make some preparations. He didn't yet know how to attend an auction or much about real estate operations. However, according to his plan, the goal of acquiring the burned property was not reconstruction but the gold hidden beneath the site, as foretold by the system.

The system had described the amount of gold as "limited," but with the Universal Land, even a small quantity could become significant over time. Gold was a universal safe-haven currency. Who knew when a war might break out, driving gold prices through the roof?

"Old Zheng, Chen Peng, Lingling, come with me to retrieve some belongings. My old clothes and daily necessities are still in the place I used to rent."

The three exchanged glances. The Young Master had been renting?

"Yes, Young Master!"

Two cars started up and headed toward Shang Yunyan's old, shabby apartment. Fortunately, he didn't have many belongings. Each person carried a large bag, and soon everything was packed. Shang Yunyan contacted the landlord and agent, opting not to ask for a refund of the remaining month's rent since he was the one breaking the lease.

Before leaving, Shang Yunyan turned back to look at the small apartment. Though cramped, it had everything he needed. He had once lived here with Yan Yongqing. The thought of her now—especially her calling Ma Yongsheng "husband" in front of him—made him feel sick. How blind had he been? Even their breakup left a bad taste in his mouth.

"Let's go," he said.

The group followed him to the elevator, returning to the car. They loaded the bags into the Mercedes van.

Not far away, a woman stood in shock, watching Shang Yunyan get into a Rolls-Royce. She had never seen such a design or model before.

Yan Yongqing took out her phone and discreetly snapped a photo. Inside the car, Shang Yunyan noticed the vehicle's reflection in the nearby bank's glass. He spotted a familiar silhouette.

"Stop the car."

"Yes, Young Master," Old Zheng responded, immediately pulling over. Shang Yunyan stepped out, followed closely by Chen Peng and Lingling.

"Chen Peng, that woman in the bank just took a photo of us. She's the same woman who was calling Ma Yongsheng 'husband' yesterday. Go ask her why she's taking pictures of us. Bring her over," Shang Yunyan said with a smile.

Chen Peng and his brother Chen Zhan were towering figures, both over 190 cm tall. Their powerful physiques and combat abilities made them formidable bodyguards. With their fierce appearances, they were anything but approachable.

Hearing Shang Yunyan's request, Chen Peng recalled the woman and walked into the bank, pushing open the door. He pointed at Yan Yongqing and said, "You, come out. I need to ask you why you're secretly taking photos of my Young Master and his car."

His booming voice immediately attracted the attention of the bank staff, security guards, and customers. Several staff members and guards approached to assess the situation. However, the security guards were older and shorter, looking like chicks next to the towering Chen Peng.

Yan Yongqing panicked under Chen Peng's intimidating gaze. Flustered, she stammered, "I didn't! What are you talking about? I didn't take any photos! I don't even know you! Stay away from me!"

"Open your phone and show me the last three photos in your gallery. If there's nothing, I'll apologize to you on the spot. If there is…you're coming with me," Chen Peng declared, shifting the focus of the onlookers back to Yan Yongqing.

"Why should I show you my phone? I said I didn't take any photos! This is a bank—what can you even do to me?"