Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Cheng Qi flipped through the information and read through it in one glance.

This 40-something-year-old lady’s name was Ming Dongmei. She was the eldest daughter of the Ming family in the Southern United States newspaper industry and the vice president of the newspaper industry group.

She had never met Cheng Qingyun in her life, but recently, she suddenly took a special plane back to the country and personally picked up Cheng Qingyun.

It was quite strange.

“Young master, are we still going to pick up Miss Cheng?” The assistant, Old Cheng, rubbed his hands, still somewhat expectant.

Old Cheng was Cheng Qi’s assistant and housekeeper, and he had watched Cheng Qi grow up. A few years ago, Cheng Qi was bullied terribly by these hateful bastards, but the old master turned a blind eye to it. Old Cheng felt his heart ache, and his tears fell.

Fortunately, after all this time, the young master had finally risen! He had trampled all the bastards who bullied him back then.

Cheng Qingyun had once bullied Cheng Qi, bribed a maid to put poison in the young master’s diet, and almost killed the young master!

Old Cheng had calculated this debt clearly in his heart. Every now and then, Old Cheng would get someone to clean up the special ward, waiting to send Cheng Qingyun in for treatment — but in the end, Cheng Qingyun ran away?

How infuriating!

“There’s no rush,” Cheng Qi said faintly. “She will be hospitalized sooner or later.”

So what if she ran to America? So what if she had the Ming family’s protection?

In the end, she couldn’t escape from the palm of his and Gu Chu’s hands.

Right now, he needed to settle the matter of that kindergarten first. The kindergarten was in the suburbs, and there were few people around. Cheng Qi had Bobo investigate the information of this kindergarten. For now, he couldn’t find any traces of the big boss behind the scenes. He could only confirm that he was a powerful figure in the capital.

Cheng Qi wasn’t in a hurry. He had a way to force out the boss behind the scenes.

He bought all the land near the kindergarten.

Cheng Qi said to his assistant, “Make an announcement. I want to develop the land in the suburbs — well, develop it into a suburban amusement park, and then build a road leading straight to the city.”

“Yes, I’ll do it right away.”

Old Cheng cheerfully left, and Cheng Qi lazily leaned back in his chair. He planned to develop the land near the kindergarten, build roads and buildings, and a large number of workers and developers would pour in.

The kindergarten could no longer be quiet. Every day, the workers passing by the entrance would notice this dilapidated kindergarten. The dirty business done by the kindergarten in secret would be interfered with and they could be discovered at any time.

It was impossible for Royal Kindergarten to run things quietly.

Cheng Qi was sure that once the plan to develop the suburban amusement park was out, the behind-the-scenes boss of the kindergarten would definitely not be able to sit still. He would come to him personally and tactfully ask him to stop the development plan.

He only needed to wait quietly.

The first person who came to him would be the behind-the-scenes boss of Royal Kindergarten.

…

As Cheng Qi expected, the announcement that the Cheng Group was preparing to develop the land in the suburbs immediately attracted many partners.

This was a popular piece of land. Everyone wanted to work with the rich Cheng family. Once the large amusement parks and highways were built, the tourists would drive the economic development of the surrounding areas. The land price would rise, the infrastructure would gradually be improved, and the employment rate would steadily boost the economy.

This was a good project that benefited the country and the people. The government also strongly supported it.

An endless stream of project invitations was sent to Cheng Qi’s company.

Gu Chu also noticed this project.

How Smart was Gu Chu? She instantly saw through Cheng Qi’s thoughts and couldn’t help but sigh. Cheng Qi wasn’t even eighteen years old, but he was already so exquisite. In another ten years, wouldn’t the capital be his world?

Three days later, Cheng Qi put the pastries he had just bought into the car and prepared to look for Gu Chu.

The car was soon stopped by a familiar figure. Cheng Kaiyuan asked with a smile, “Brat, do you really plan to develop that piece of land in the suburbs?”