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The next day, a peculiar and solemn atmosphere enveloped the Foot Odor Energy Company's facility.
Under the vast metal roof, the surroundings were eerily quiet—no mechanical roars, no sounds of operations from the workstations, and no trucks coming or going.
The entire factory was filled with people.
Hundreds of employees were neatly arranged, silently kneeling on the ground.
All of them were loyal followers, hypnotized and brainwashed by Huang Haoran.
Today, they were not working, not producing, and not developing because today was a historic day.
Today marked the first step for President Huang to officially overthrow the Foreign Company, seize its funds, and establish his own business empire!
“Snap—”
The spotlight turned on.
Huang Haoran stood on a high platform, his gaze piercing and his expression solemn, resembling an emperor about to usher in a new era!
His suit was impeccably tailored, his shirt cuffs pressed to perfection, and a badge reading " CEO of Foot Odor Energy " adorned his chest, signifying his identity and status.
He slowly raised his hand, and all the employees immediately held their breath, leaning slightly forward as if awaiting divine guidance. It seemed that with just one word from him, they would unhesitatingly offer everything!
“Ladies and gentlemen—”
His voice echoed in the vast metal building, each word crystal clear, as if etched deep within the souls of those present.
“Today marks the beginning of our great endeavor!”
"From today onward, we are no longer anyone's vassals, no longer tools of foreign companies, and no longer pitiful creatures exploited by those bloodsucking capitalists!"
"We will use our own feet to crush their wealth, take over everything they have, and let the world know—the true energy overlord has been born!"
"We will establish our own empire!"
"Foot Odor Energy will become the ruler of the world!"
"Are you willing to follow me?!"
"Willing!!!"
The employees below roared in unison, their voices deafening, a force like a tidal wave!
"Long live President Huang!!!"
"Long live Foot Odor Energy!!!"
"Let those foreign capitalists roll back home!!!"
Huang Haoran nodded in satisfaction, then slightly turned to the side and solemnly pointed to the man beside him—
"This all could be realized thanks to our company's Chief Technology Officer—Lin Tianyou!"
The spotlight instantly shifted, illuminating Lin Tianyou, who had just been pushed onto the stage.
Lin Tianyou rubbed his eyes, reddened from staying up late, looking somewhat dazed and still not fully accustomed to this sudden scene.
As his vision slowly cleared, he suddenly felt a strong illusion—
He thought he had returned to an ancient imperial society.
The people below were all kneeling in unison, their foreheads bowed, hands pressed to the ground, their expressions reverent, as if they were in the presence of a supreme emperor.
This was not a tech company... this was an empire!
Huang Haoran was the founder of this empire, and he... was one of its high-ranking officials standing beside him!
Lin Tianyou stood at the center of the stage, feeling his heart race like a war drum, blood surging through his veins, his consciousness alarmingly clear.
His hands trembled slightly, but it was not out of fear; rather, it was an indescribable excitement, as if some call from the depths of fate was pulling him into a monumental change that would be recorded in history.
He was a scientist, but he had never been just a scientist.
He was a philosopher, a thinker, an explorer of truth, a madman dreaming of building worlds.
He was obsessed with history, fascinated by those great figures who turned the tides of eras, captivated by the spirit of heroism and epic tales, enthralled by all limits and breakthroughs of "human will"!
And at this moment, this scene...
The deafening slogans, the sea of kneeling believers, the "king" standing on high—
Was this not precisely the scene before all great emperors throughout history ascended to their thrones?
"This... is the starting point of the hero's journey."
In that moment, his thoughts began to accelerate. He started to ponder—
"What is a hero?"
Is it someone who struggles alone and ultimately becomes an insignificant ripple in the torrent of time? Or is it someone who becomes a true storm that changes the world, stirring up tremendous waves in the river of history?
"What is an era?"
An era never favors the weak; it never opens the doors of opportunity for the incompetent. It is a silent altar, waiting for true strength to ascend, waiting for someone to reshape its contours with blood and iron.
"What is truth?"
Truth is not written by the incapable; it is etched by those who stand at the pinnacle!
Newton, Einstein, Tesla, Marie Curie—these individuals are heroes of science because they discovered laws capable of changing the fate of humanity. And what about him?
He discovered "Foot Odor Energy"—a revolutionary energy that will upend the world, a scientific miracle that will reshape the very foundation of human civilization!
But science alone is not enough.
Science can never change the world; it is those who possess science that are the true agents of change!
And Huang Haoran is that one who holds "Foot Odor Energy" and will use it to overturn the world order as a "king"!
A king does not need to invent everything personally; what he needs is a strategist who can turn theory into reality.
He, Lin Tianyou, will become this king's strategist!
He may not be the one to rule directly, but he will be the architect of this conquest.
He is Zhang Liang, he is Zhuge Liang, he is Dugu Xin, he is the mastermind behind the Mafia, the hidden puppeteer controlling the world for the emperor!
This thought made Lin Tianyou's soul tremble, filling him with an incredible thrill, a kind of excitement that was almost suffocating!
"This is... my era."
At that moment, Huang Haoran turned his head, a satisfied smile in his eyes, as if he could see through everything, as if he already knew the struggles and choices within him.
He said nothing, merely extending the microphone towards him.
This gesture resembled the final step of an ancient ritual, akin to an emperor handing over a sword to his strategist before coronation—a sign of acknowledgment.
It was a form of "empowerment"—granting him a voice, bestowing upon him a position in this monumental historical change.
Lin Tianyou took a deep breath and steadily accepted the microphone. His hands no longer trembled because he had made his choice.
He raised the microphone, gazing at the mass of kneeling followers below, a confident yet wild smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"Let this era witness our arrival."
The plan was set in motion; an empire was born.
With Huang Haoran's command, an unprecedented migration officially began!
No one questioned it, no one resisted; everyone obeyed his orders because their wills had long been completely conquered by Huang Haoran's hypnosis and brainwashing.
Within the factory area, hundreds of employees executed his plan methodically, transporting, constructing, and re-planning the entire company's infrastructure, transforming this once barren land into the embryonic form of a technological empire bit by bit!
—The construction of the office area has begun!
—Large research equipment is being transported in!
—The dust-free equipment for laboratories, chemical processing rooms, and gas storage areas are being completed according to Lin Tianyou's specifications!
The headquarters of Foot Odor Energy was rising at an astonishing pace day and night!
However, the foundation of all this required one crucial element—funding!
Huang Haoran did not let anyone worry about this issue, for he alone was more than capable of handling this financial war.
He took matters into his own hands, draining all the funds from the Overseas Branch!
—Large sums of money were transferred between Bank Accounts without anyone noticing!
—The Financial Statement at headquarters was quietly modified, making it impossible to detect any issues in the short term!
—The flow of funds among Senior Management turned into a magnificent Financial Illusion under his manipulation, leaving no one able to trace what had actually happened!
“Hahaha! These capitalists haven’t noticed a thing, have they?”
He stood in his office, watching a series of successfully transferred funds on the Computer Screen, a contemptuous smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
He was not worried at all about being discovered because the financial rules of this world were always designed for foolish rule-followers.
He was far too familiar with this game!
A month passed just like that—
The construction of the Foot Odor Energy Company was in full swing, with the vast Park continuously welcoming new equipment, new Devices, and new machinery day and night. The Foot Odor Energy Conversion System within the factory finally began to operate stably, and everything was proceeding according to plan!
But at the same time, Senior Management at the Overseas Headquarters finally discovered the problem—
“…How is this possible?”
In the boardroom, several members of Senior Management gripped their Reports tightly, their faces pale and veins bulging on their foreheads!
“This Financial Report… how can it show negative returns?!”
This is simply impossible. The area overseen by Huang Haoran was originally one of the company's most profitable markets, yet in just one month, it had turned into a loss?!
Someone slammed the table and shouted, "We’ve lost billions?! What on earth is going on?!"
"This is absolutely impossible; that number is outrageous! Where is our funding?! Where has the money gone?!"
"There must be an internal issue! It has to be... Huang Haoran!"
"Notify him! Tell him to get to the Overseas Headquarters immediately!"
"Right away!"
"Make him explain this damn Financial Report in person!"
The board's anger was like a volcano ready to erupt—
However, they had no idea that this storm was already under Huang Haoran's control.
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