Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 49

The banquet hall became noisy as a new group of journalists suddenly arrived.

Luo Yun stood not far away, excitedly taking several steps toward the direction of the journalists.

However, Zhang Wanjun stopped her: “You can hear everything from here, no need to get too close. Your family wouldn’t want you to get involved in this mess. Let’s see what Luan Yenan is going to do first.”

“She’s already standing up to her grandfather. As her partner, shouldn’t I offer some help too?” Luo Yun retorted.

Zhang Wanjun looked at Luo Yun.

This person was excellent in every way, but she was still far from becoming a true business leader. Her sense of chivalry was too strong, and it would only hold her back.

“I’m not saying we shouldn’t help, but not right now. We don’t know what she’s planning yet, so let’s wait and see.” Zhang Wanjun said, holding Luo Yun’s hand.

After a long moment, Luo Yun calmed down.

The other heirs, who followed Luo Yun’s lead, naturally regarded Zhang Wanjun as their strategist. Seeing the two of them decide to stay put, they also quieted down.

Fan Jianian, standing in the distance, had also learned his lesson and stayed still, but he quietly moved closer to Luo Yun and her group.

If it came down to cash, he probably wouldn’t lose either.

Luan Yenan helped Zuo Baixuan adjust her outfit.

The official media journalists had already taken their positions.

A few private media journalists, who were on good terms with the official ones, exchanged a few words.

For family-owned enterprises, official media usually wouldn’t attend such events unless the company had made significant contributions to society or had confirmed collaborations with the government.

“Of course, there’s a collaboration. It’s quite sudden—we were notified this afternoon and sent here tonight. But we don’t know the specifics yet; we don’t even have a draft prepared.” the official media journalists found it quite strange.

But this answer didn’t clarify much.

When everyone was in place, Wen Fenghua also walked over.

Zuo Baixuan initially wanted to give up her spot to Wen Fenghua.

But Luan Yenan held her hand, not letting her leave alone. Instead, they both took a step back, humbly yielding the main position to Wen Fenghua.

Wen Qing was blocked to Zuo Baixuan’s side and let out a soft click of her tongue.

Zuo Baixuan felt a bit uncomfortable but still turned to Wen Qing with a big smile.

Wen Qing, seeing this, couldn’t show her disdain and could only smile politely in return.

The two of them were secretly at odds, but on the surface, they appeared harmonious.

Wen Fenghua stood in front of the numerous cameras, beaming with a warm and amiable smile.

“Hello, everyone. Since so many media friends have gathered here today, and the main focus is on the Luan family, I thought it would be a good opportunity to announce another piece of great news related to the Luan family—’Blockcoin’ will be under national supervision. In the near future, a fairer, more just, and transparent market will be established for internal testing. Once the regulatory framework and rules are finalized, it will likely be opened to the public.”

Everyone’s eyes widened.

What?!

The Wen family held a certain status in official circles.

There was no doubt that his words carried weight.

Moreover, the official media present had been dispatched under government orders to cover the event.

Wen Fenghua and his siblings in the official sphere were all involved in economic affairs, with connections to various companies and enterprises.

Wen Fenghua himself was skilled in social interactions but had little political achievement in his career.

While others envied his comfortable, leisurely life like a carefree prince, he knew deep down that he had ambitions, but his abilities fell short.

But this time was different. Just as he was in need, someone delivered the perfect opportunity.

His recent cooperation with Luan Lizheng was aimed at getting a piece of the “Blockcoin” pie.

However, he didn’t understand the technology, and the authorities were cautious. If mishandled, this lucrative opportunity could turn into a stain rather than a political achievement.

But he never expected Luan Yenan, one of the “founders” of “Blockcoin” to show up today.

Under pressure from Luan Lizheng, Luan Yenan had chosen to cut her losses and voluntarily handed over “Blockcoin” to official supervision, which delighted Wen Fenghua.

Luan Lizheng, on the other hand, was stunned.

He had thought Wen Fenghua had been bribed by Luan Yenan—perhaps through agreeing to a marriage alliance with Wen Qing—to betray him. Who could have imagined that the “bribe” was “Blockcoin” itself!

What a massive opportunity!

And Luan Yenan just gave it away?!

Is she insane?! Completely insane!!!!

Everyone could see the immense profits hidden within the concept of “Blockcoin.”

It was a blue ocean, a vast uncharted market space, a technological breakthrough waiting to take off!

As the saying goes: “Even a pig can fly if it stands at the right wind.”

This was why Luan Yenan initially attracted a group of less-capable heirs, while their families simply tossed them into the fray.

Because even if it was just a group of heirs, they could still get a slice of the pie from this project without paying too high a price.

Luan Lizheng had privately met with many friends, made extensive preparations, and swallowed up a large amount of “Blockcoin” from the market, attempting to use financial means to turn the tables.

He had planned to pin the label of “illegal fundraising” on Luan Yenan due to her “ignorance” and “youth.”

Then, he would rally enough families and enterprises to share the pie together. Once everyone had accumulated enough “Blockcoin” they would apply for official supervision and create a wave of momentum.

But what was Luan Yenan doing now?

Skipping all the intermediate steps and voluntarily handing the entire cake over to the authorities?

You could even say that this move of hers caught everyone off guard, while also delivering a fatal blow to all those who had supported and invested in her before.

Luan Lizheng turned to look at the heirs standing not far away.

Sure enough, their faces were filled with astonishment. They knew nothing and felt like they had been thrown into a deep pit.

Even Zuo Baixuan was surprised. She looked at Luan Yenan in confusion. They had agreed in the afternoon to trick the Wen family out of money, so why was she now giving the Wen family such a huge gift?

After Wen Fenghua finished delivering the main announcement and basked in the spotlight, he didn’t hog the cameras. Instead, he made space for Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan gently patted Zuo Baixuan’s hand and then stepped forward confidently, saying, “Starting today, ‘Blockcoin’ will be mediated by ‘Yituan E-Commerce Co., Ltd.’ and will collaborate with the government alongside the seven companies that initially invested in the project. Mr. Wen has also promised to secure as much project funding as possible for us, so we welcome capable individuals from all sectors to participate in the future.”

With Luan Yenan’s explanation, everyone understood.

What Luan Yenan had given to the Wen family was political value.

But the government had actually conceded in such a short time, returning a larger portion of the economic value to her?

Not only that, but she was also generous enough not to keep it all for herself. Instead, she shared it with the seven other heirs—or rather, the seven families of Jing City—and even left an opening for more families to join the collaboration.

Luo Yun, however, frowned and leaned closer to Zhang Wanjun: “Secretary Zhang, what do you think Luan Yenan is doing? She’s voluntarily giving up such a huge opportunity.”

“First, many families have already set their sights on this opportunity. With just you heirs, it’s unlikely you’ll gain much advantage over those seasoned players. She might even be pushed out of the game entirely. Second, she definitely has a backup plan. Since she’s now turning this into a government-collaborated project and including the initial investors, she’s not trying to screw us over. Let’s just wait and see.” Zhang Wanjun reassured Luo Yun.

Luo Yun frowned, feeling a bit suffocated.

Since Luan Yenan’s return to the public eye after her absence, she had become incredibly intimidating.

Although her recent actions hadn’t been discussed with them, leaving them frustrated, there was nothing they could do about it. She had voluntarily handed over a gray-area, low-profile new industry to the state, bringing it into the light. Her seemingly selfless move had given her a significant advantage.

Luan Lizheng gripped his cane tightly, his hands clenching and unclenching.

Who on earth had been guiding Luan Yenan during this time, giving her such a grand vision and such formidable tactics?

Luan Yenan also looked at Luan Lizheng: “Grandfather, I’m sure you’ll actively support this, right? This isn’t just beneficial for us investors, but also for the nation’s development.”

Luan Lizheng frowned and glanced at Wen Fenghua, unsure if this was Luan Yenan’s own idea or something Wen Fenghua had suggested.

Wen Fenghua wore a calm smile and shook hands with Luan Lizheng: “Mr. Luan, you’ve truly raised an exceptional granddaughter. Voluntarily handing over ‘Blockcoin’ to government supervision is undoubtedly a choice that benefits both the nation and its people. ‘Blockcoin’ is decentralized, but supervision is not.”

Luan Lizheng’s mouth twitched.

He closed his eyes. He was certain now that this was a deal Luan Yenan had proactively proposed to Wen Fenghua. He had no choice but to admit defeat.

He had underestimated Luan Yenan. His entire plan had been based on the assumption that Luan Yenan only wanted to make money from “Blockcoin.”

Now, it seemed Luan Yenan had seen things more clearly than he had.

Luan Yenan chuckled softly.

Not only had she spent years navigating the complexities of her past life, but with the added advantage of her memories, she naturally had a clearer perspective than Luan Lizheng.

In her past life, decentralized cryptocurrencies had eventually spiraled into chaos, deviating from their original intent.

But their initial goal had been to challenge the monopoly of fiat currency, not to fuel speculative trading.

The same logic applied in this world.

Superpowers that based their currency rules on vast reserves of gold and oil could unethically devalue their currency by over-issuing fiat money during economic downturns.

Only in an ideal scenario could an anonymous virtual currency establish a new international economic system, rejecting economic hegemony.

As for how to achieve this, that was something for the government to consider in the future.

So, from the moment Luan Yenan connected with “Huanyu” and created “Blockcoin,” she had already discussed with “Huanyu” the plan to hand over this virtual currency to the state at the appropriate time. She had even prepared a detailed letter explaining the rationale, which she had Wen Fenghua deliver to higher-ups that afternoon. Unsurprisingly, it had garnered significant attention.

Luan Yenan also managed to include “Huanyu” in the research group collaborating with the government.

Now, all the promises had been fulfilled.

Luan Yenan also had to acknowledge the other “big spenders” who had continuously funded her. She gestured behind her: “I’d also like to express my gratitude to these individuals and the enterprises behind them for their support at the inception of this project. These are all well-known national enterprises, and I welcome everyone to oversee how the project develops in the future.”

The seven heirs, who had been simmering with anger moments ago, found themselves in the spotlight as cameras turned toward them. Their expressions froze before gradually turning into smiles.

It was quite a feat for their expressions to shift so dramatically in just a few minutes.

But at least they managed to leave a positive impression on camera.

After giving her partners some screen time, Luan Yenan turned back to the cameras and continued: “As for the technology my cousin mentioned earlier, I’d like to take a few minutes to introduce another company under my name, ‘Yituan Network Technology Co., Ltd.’ In addition to collaborating with ‘Frontend’ on enterprise cloud projects based on ‘cloud computing’ technology, we will also be launching cloud storage services, IoT services, and smart living services for both the public and the government.”

Luan Yenan briefly outlined these three projects, which were already familiar concepts in her past life.

But to the audience at the banquet, her speech sounded like something out of a sci-fi novel.

Some who struggled to even understand what “cloud computing” was silently thought: Is Luan Yenan running a pyramid scheme now? This brainwashing is so intense I can’t even comprehend a single word.

Luan Lizheng grew more and more panicked as he listened. He disliked accepting new concepts, and even “Blockcoin” and “cloud computing” had taken several days of explanation from Luan Yecha for him to grasp.

Now, with so many new terms being thrown around, he couldn’t accept any of them.

But Luan Yenan’s straightforward explanations frightened him.

The idea of saying “turn on the air conditioner” at home and having it happen without lifting a finger or calling a servant—was that really possible in real life?

Especially with all the fantastical scenarios Luan Yenan described, she spoke as if they were already commonplace.

Luan Muyin, on the other hand, marveled inwardly.

What Luan Yenan described was theoretically achievable, and she had always dreamed of making it happen. She never expected to hear it all laid out so clearly.

Thinking about it, Luan Muyin felt a surge of excitement. Retirement? That was out of the question. Research was the most fascinating thing!

She knew exactly how groundbreaking Luan Yenan’s ideas could be if they were realized.

“If investment is needed, ‘Frontend’ would be more than willing.” Luan Muyin couldn’t help but say.

“Ahem.” Luan Lizheng cleared his throat, signaling that this wasn’t the time for personal agendas.

However, Luan Lizheng’s cough inadvertently gave Luo Yun a cue. She chimed in, “No, no, opportunities like this should be open to fair bidding!”

“Exactly, we want in on this too!” The heirs stepped forward one by one.

One voice stood out even more firmly.

“This aligns perfectly with the vision of our company, ‘Guowei.’ Over the past few years, we’ve been trying to move toward smart technology in phones and home appliances, but we haven’t had much success. If ‘Yituan’ opens this up for bidding, we’d definitely be willing to offer a higher price.”

Qin Yuancheng, his face slightly flushed from drinking, walked over. He seemed to have sobered up a bit but was still visibly excited.

So excited that he looked ready to throw money on the table right then and there.

Hiss—

Wait, what?!

Isn’t that the Qin family?

The Qin family, who had sworn never to have anything to do with the Luan family again—why were they stepping forward now?

Everyone exchanged glances but quickly figured out the reason.

This was a direct slap in the face to Luan Lizheng!

Tonight’s power struggle was turning out to be absolutely thrilling!

The crowd was still savoring the intricate web of interests and conflicts.

Luan Yenan’s gaze fell on the middle-aged man. It took her a moment to connect him to her maternal uncle from her original body’s memories. They had never actually met, but Luan Yenan had done some background research on the Qin family.

“Guowei” had initially been involved in scientific research for the state before branching off into a private enterprise that operated independently but still had official backing.

Luan Yenan had no reason to refuse. She locked eyes with Qin Yuancheng, considering the possibilities of future collaboration.

Suddenly, she felt a cool touch on her hand.

It was Zuo Baixuan’s icy palm slipping into hers.

She turned to look at Zuo Baixuan.

Zuo Baixuan, with a faint sheen of sweat on her forehead, hid slightly behind Luan Yenan, gripping her hand tightly for reassurance.

“What’s wrong?” Luan Yenan asked, noticing Zuo Baixuan’s unusual behavior.

Zuo Baixuan pursed her lips and asked in return, “Don’t you know he’s from the Qin family? They’re supposed to be your family’s sworn enemies. Now he suddenly wants to help you—shouldn’t that make you nervous?”

“As long as he’s willing to pay, why should I be nervous? Is he planning to spend money just to screw me over? If that’s the case, we can always set a trap for him too.” Luan Yenan whispered, her eyes still fixed on Qin Yuancheng.

At the same time, she glanced toward Ji Liangquan.

Luan Yenan had looked into Ji Liangquan’s background during her investigations, but since she hadn’t found any public photos, she hadn’t gathered much useful information.

She hadn’t expected to meet him in person today.

“You’re already thinking about setting traps before even collaborating with them?” Zuo Baixuan asked softly.

“It’s always good to be cautious.” Luan Yenan replied.

“But that’s more like malice.” Zuo Baixuan said, looking at Luan Yenan.

“Malice for its own sake isn’t interesting, but if it’s fun, why not? Life is about making yourself comfortable. Do you want to give it a try?” Luan Yenan’s eyes carried a hint of madness, as if she were imparting her life philosophy to Zuo Baixuan.

But as she spoke, her words, paired with her fox-like smile, lost any semblance of seriousness.

Zuo Baixuan pressed her lips together and stayed silent. The alcohol was starting to take effect, making her not want to think too much. She just wanted to shut Luan Yenan up before she said anything more outrageous.

The entire interview ended on a strange note as Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan locked eyes, their silent exchange drawing attention.

Luan Yenan had completely stolen the spotlight, leaving Luan Yecha in the shadows. He seemed like nothing more than an ordinary kid who had returned from abroad to help the family from the ground up.

The journalists reluctantly shifted their attention away from Luan Yenan.

Meanwhile, representatives from various companies approached, eager to discuss potential collaborations with her.

Luan Yenan was well-prepared. She provided each of them with a company website, explaining that all project details, including promotional materials and future bidding information, would be posted there.

“Such impartiality? You do know I’m your uncle, right?” Qin Yuancheng lingered, trying to engage Luan Yenan in conversation.

Luan Yenan didn’t breach etiquette. She shared a drink with him but politely declined: “Luan Muyin is my mother. By that logic, I’d have to give her preferential treatment. It’s better to just offer me more money. I’m someone who’s easily swayed by cash.”

“Hahaha, what a straightforward way to put it. Alright, I’ll make sure to offer enough to satisfy my dear niece.” Qin Yuancheng laughed, raising his glass.

Zuo Baixuan also politely took a sip but quickly averted her gaze, looking down.

After Qin Yuancheng left, the evening’s power couple found themselves surrounded by admirers.

They clinked glasses and drank with many, including two giants in glandular technology from Xiamen—Jing Guangyao and Zhong Hongbo, both middle-aged men with considerable reputations even in Jing City.

They had just been surrounded by a crowd, downing glass after glass of red wine, and now their faces were slightly flushed.

“We also bought some ‘Blockcoin.’ It’s really quite fascinating. I didn’t expect you to have the guts to hand over such a massive project to the authorities for collaboration. Very clever!” Jing Guangyao began with high praise.

However, Zhong Hongbo, standing beside him, cast a scrutinizing look at Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan before lowering his voice and saying, “You should know who I am. I’m from Zhongshi Tech. The medication you’re currently taking is produced by our company. Since it’s still in the trial phase, the hospital shared your data with me.”

“Hongbo, why are you so impatient? Didn’t we agree to chat about other things first before bringing this up?” Jing Guangyao sighed, somewhat exasperated by his tech-obsessed friend.

Zhong Hongbo then awkwardly apologized to Luan Yenan, “Sorry for the intrusion. It’s a professional habit of mine.”

“No problem. Actually, I’d like to know—my pheromones are even more suppressed now than before. The doctor says it’s normal, but I’m not entirely convinced. Has this happened in previous trial data?” Luan Yenan asked.

“Yes, we’ve conducted extensive experiments before. There’s a very low probability of this being a side effect. Regarding what your grandfather said about your inability to mark, I’d also like to clarify that if the situation doesn’t improve after entering the second phase of medication, you must consult a doctor to rule out the possibility of glandular tumors.”

“???” Zuo Baixuan was startled. “This medication could potentially cause glandular tumors?”

Even in this era of advanced glandular technology, glandular tumors remain an almost incurable disease, often requiring gland removal to save lives, along with exorbitant medical costs to sustain life.

Jing Guangyao, standing nearby, facepalmed. “Don’t listen to him. He always exaggerates one-in-a-thousand possibilities as if they’re bound to happen.”

Realizing he had been alarmist, Zhong Hongbo quickly backtracked, “Ahem, no, no. Actually, I’m just particularly interested in Miss Luan’s case. But in a little while, I’ll be entering a military lab for classified research. I’ll be confined to the military zone for at least a few months, maybe even half a year, and I might miss out on this. I’m so upset!”

“…” Luan Yenan, looking at Zhong Hongbo, was already losing interest in the conversation.

Even among researchers, he was an odd one.

Zhong Hongbo took out his phone, “How about this? Let’s add each other as contacts. I can give you my wife’s WeChat. If you have any questions, she can record the research… I mean, help answer your questions.”

Luan Yenan remained silent, not even reaching for her phone.

Zuo Baixuan, though slightly dizzy from the alcohol, leaned on Luan Yenan’s arm and chuckled.

It was rare to see someone render Luan Yenan speechless.

Zuo Baixuan offered a way out, “If it’s about adding your wife, maybe it’s better if I do it. Could you give me her contact info? I’ll add her directly.”

Zhong Hongbo thought about it and nodded repeatedly, “Sure, sure!”

After dealing with these two giants, Luan Yenan glanced down at Zuo Baixuan, whose face was flushed and whose hands were unsteady as she held her phone. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

But she quickly suppressed it and, when others approached to chat, firmly declined.

Luan Yenan’s stern demeanor made people hesitate.

Those who arrived a step too late awkwardly chuckled.

“Luan Yenan has such a strong presence for someone so young…”

“She must be tired today. Let’s not be inconsiderate.”

“Maybe we should go greet the other members of the Luan family?”

Finally, people remembered there was another main character tonight.

However, this main character looked somewhat dejected, standing by the staircase as if ready to bolt at any moment.

Even Luan Muqin felt a pang of sympathy for her son.

Who knew what had gotten into Luan Yenan today, stealing the spotlight like this.

After the interview segment ended, Luan Lizheng remained silent, and no one dared to ask further questions, let alone approach him.

After some thought, people eventually decided to greet Luan Muyin.

She was the current CEO of “Frontend” and Luan Yenan’s mother—yes, yes, she was the one to cozy up to!

“Hello, President Luan!”

“Hello, hello.” Luan Muyin, holding Luan Xing’s hand, responded to each greeting.

Luan Xing couldn’t help but laugh. Luan Muyin, who usually avoided social interactions, must have had too much to drink. It showed just how happy she was.

Luan Xing shook her head lightly, not stopping her, but her gaze subtly drifted toward Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan, who were leaving.

The couple was chatting and laughing in a secluded corner when suddenly Zuo Baixuan climbed onto Luan Yenan’s back.

Luan Xiny smiled affectionately. Even after stealing the show today, Luan Yenan still ended up being ridden by her wife. No wonder she shooed everyone else away.

“Why did you drink so much?” Luan Yenan, wearing a dress, couldn’t move easily with Zuo Baixuan clinging to her from behind.

Zuo Baixuan mumbled, “I was afraid you’d be mad if I didn’t drink.”

“But now you’re drunk, and I’m even angrier.” Luan Yenan’s voice was soft, not a trace of anger in it.

The tipsy Zuo Baixuan didn’t notice, her face showing a pout. “I told you I have a low alcohol tolerance. Of course I’d get drunk if I drank too much. I can’t walk anymore. Carry me!”

Luan Yenan gritted her teeth, suppressing the warmth rising in her chest. She forced a cold tone, “You’ve got some nerve now. Not only are you not afraid of me, but you’re also demanding I carry you. I’m wearing a dress too. It’s not convenient to carry you.”

“I’m drunk! Will you carry me or not?” Zuo Baixuan asked, already climbing onto Luan Yenan’s bent back.

Luan Yenan’s back wasn’t particularly broad, but it felt safe, just like how holding her hand earlier had calmed her nerves.

Luan Yenan steadied Zuo Baixuan on her back, ignoring the scattered glances around them. She lowered her voice, “If I carry you out like this, it’ll probably make headlines tomorrow. I’m really at a loss here. But I’m a capitalist. I never take losses.”

“I won’t let you take a loss. Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you.” Zuo Baixuan’s soft voice whispered into Luan Yenan’s ear.

“Oh? What if I want you?” Luan Yenan glanced at her reflection in the banquet hall’s floor-to-ceiling windows—no light, just shadows, like a demon about to steal a soul.

Zuo Baixuan was right. Her mischievous side always came out around her.

On Luan Yenan’s back, Zuo Baixuan didn’t seem to mind. She just giggled and said, “Sure, eat me up… that way~ you’ll be full~ and won’t have room for losses.”

Her drunken logic had its own strange charm.

Luan Yenan chuckled softly, “Heh, you drunkard. When we get back, I’ll record you like this and see how you beg me when you’re sober.”

Author’s Note:

Unlocking the drunken little white flower.

Thank you all so much for your support. I’ll keep working hard!