Yet, Qin Shi Huang could not truly absorb Gao Liang's advice and suggestions; at heart, he still adhered to Li Si's views, implementing severe punishments and increasing military and labor obligations, which left the common people suffering beyond endurance. Eventually, this led to Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's uprising, while armies led by Xiang Yu and Han Xin, among others, rose up across the land, making the Qin dynasty increasingly vulnerable. History cannot be altered. Even if Gao Liang were a god who could time-travel, the course of history would not be dictated by personal will. Thus, what must come will inevitably come, and what must go will inevitably depart—just as Gao Liang and Li Fei's relationship, if destined, would walk hand in hand. While in the Yue Guang Treasure Box space, Gao Liang and Zhang Yuping conducted inspections on the jade weighing ten tons, finding the stones to be of excellent quality. As Zhang Yuping counted them, she exclaimed in amazement, "Husband! Look!" Gao Liang turned to see—wow! It was a brilliantly luminous stone. The entire stone shone with clarity. What on earth was this? Hao Liang was very curious. He shook the stone a few times and found it surprisingly light; when he tapped it, it produced a clear, crisp sound. Using his Spirit-Perceiving Eye, he tried to gaze through the stone’s surface to see what lay inside, but all he could see was a pure, jade-like white substance—its true nature remained unclear. "Wife! I'm giving this gem to you! When you have time, please take the time to study it well and make good use of its value!" As soon as Hao Liang spoke, Zhang Yu Ping nodded in agreement. At that moment, the Yue Guang Treasure Box was swiftly journeying through time—first from the Qin Dynasty to the Han Dynasty, then from the Han Dynasty to the Three Kingdoms, and finally arriving in the Qing Dynasty. Zhang Yu Ping looked down from within the treasure box’s space and saw a blazing inferno rising skyward, a vast ocean of flames engulfing everything. Numerous armies were looting various treasures and trampling the precious cultural relics with reckless abandon. "It's the burning of the Summer Palace!" Hao Liang immediately revealed the truth. Zhang Yuping nodded, deeply resentful of the atrocities committed by the Allied Powers, especially the British and French forces, who arrived like two plundering invaders and seized the treasures of the Summer Palace. "So many precious artifacts were trampled upon and looted by these robbers—how I long to see them restored to our Chinese nation!" she exclaimed, expressing her indignation. Gao Liang sighed and said, "It all comes down to the Qing government's chronic corruption and inability to adapt. Too rigid, too isolated, refusing reforms—this led to the inevitable consequence of falling behind and being defeated. Only when our nation becomes truly powerful can foreign powers dare to refrain from bullying us!" "Yes, husband! Indeed! Only when our Chinese nation achieves genuine prosperity and stands tall among the world's nations can our Chinese people proudly stand on the international stage!" Zhang Yuping fully agreed with Gao Liang’s statement, as she had noticed upon arriving in the U.S. that Chinese communities still faced discrimination from Americans. They continued to perform dirty, physically demanding jobs, and for the same work, they were paid less than American workers. This reflected a deep-seated mindset among the Chinese people—the belief that Chinese nationals are inherently less affluent and thus capable of accepting lower wages, that their labor is inherently inexpensive. Once our nation grows stronger, becomes more prosperous, this dynamic will surely change. At that moment, the Yue Guang Baohe transitioned from the Qing Dynasty into the modern urban setting. Steadily came to rest on the open field. The door of the Yue Guang Treasure Box space opened. Gao Liang stepped out first, followed closely by Zhang Yu Ping. It was midsummer noon, and the field was quiet, with sunlight pouring down upon the ground. Gao Liang had now mastered the ability to freely release the 10-ton jade from within the box. When the 10 tons of jade settled firmly and completely filled the open space, Gao Liang and Zhang Yu Ping finally exhaled in relief. The space of the Yue Guang Treasure Box had automatically vanished. As Gao Liang and Zhang Yu Ping breathed in the fresh air of Yi Cheng Shen Industry Company and smelled the fragrance of iris, shedding the fatigue and weariness of their days of journeying through the Qin Dynasty, suddenly someone called out, "Gao Director has returned! Madame Granddaughter has returned!" "Upon closer inspection, wow—turns out it was the three loyal yet flawed friends: Fat Deng, the awkward Yang, and the soft-spoken Wu, shouting out to me and Zhang Yurong. Today, during the workers' lunch break, they were assigned to conduct internal patrols and ensure the company's security. Immediately upon hearing the trio's voices, all the employees on lunch break at Ji Yu Cheng Shen Company swiftly opened the windows of their dormitory and lunch rooms, extending their heads to greet their respected chairman and the esteemed lady of the house: 'Good afternoon, Chairman! Good afternoon, Miss Zhang!' In the midst of cheers and applause, Chairman Gao Liang, the company's long-time leader, stood proudly on a raised platform, flanked by the three friends and a group of colleagues from Fenghuo Hall. Zhang Yurong also gained a splendid spotlight—truly unexpected, as soon as her husband returned to the headquarters of Ji Yu Cheng Shen Group, he immediately assumed the demeanor of a true ruler, with everyone bowing and paying due respect. Gao Liang raised his hands and addressed the entire workforce: 'Good afternoon, everyone! I'd like to thank you all for your hard work!' " "President, you've worked so hard! Miss Zhang, you've worked so hard too!" The employees deeply respected both the president and Miss Zhang, as under President Gao's careful guidance, the company's performance had consistently doubled, reaching new heights. The silk-wool warm underwear produced by the company had become widely popular nationwide, earning the reputation of a nationally recognized trademark. The "I Want to Become a God" brand was well-known, resonating strongly with consumers. Gao had decisively raised the salaries and benefits of the group's employees by 50% compared to similar enterprises, greatly boosting staff motivation and creativity. As a result, the entire group's performance has been flourishing, rising steadily. At this moment, a manager in a serene sky-blue business suit approached Gao with a warm smile and said, "General Gao! Here's the company's performance report for the past six months—please take a look!" It was Xuebi! Xuebi and Zhang Yuping observed that, thanks to the careful management of Iyu Chengshen Industry Co., Ltd. over the past six months, Xuebi now handles seamlessly the entire company's R&D, production, sales, and other end-to-end processes. "Excellent! Excellent! Very good! Very good!" Highlight's spiritual eyes scanned the reports just once and clearly grasped the content of the ten stacked pages. However, after a while, his expression grew cold, as he noticed that although the company's overall revenue has been solid—reaching a total of $1 billion—the overall operating revenue has been showing a downward trend. At that moment, many employees were watching Highlight and Xuebi. Naturally, Highlight did not want to show his displeasure in front of everyone, so he merely composed himself and said, "I'd like to go to the board office." "Yes," Xuebi replied. Then, the morning bell rang, and workers heading for lunch began to gather from various directions toward the factory gate. Zhang Yuping’s adoptive parents have brought their daughter home. Zhang Yuping has been away from her hometown for six months, and both the adoptive parents and Zhang Yuping deeply miss each other. The scene shifts to the board room, where Gao Liang asks Xuebi, “What exactly is causing our performance to decline month by month?” Xuebi remains silent, without speaking. Gao Liang has a strong, yet ominous feeling. Indeed, Xuebi gently begins to cry—this resilient woman, usually so strong in the workplace, now openly expresses her inner pain before her own chairman, pouring out all the frustrations and hardships of the past six months through tears. Gao Liang is most afraid of women crying. He immediately offers a white handkerchief, which Xuebi gratefully accepts and then turns to him, saying, “Gao Director, can you forgive my mistakes?” Gao Liang nods, not asking her about any specific errors, simply listening intently as a true listener. Xuebi pulled out another report, a comprehensive analysis of sales performance for a different company. Gaoliang took it, scanned it quickly, and was stunned—his voice rising into a roar as he shouted at Xuebi. Gaoliang had never been so angry before, especially not at a beautiful woman. Yet, despite his strong mental resilience, he could not control his emotions at this moment.