Hooray! Tourists from all over rushed in one after another. Gao Liang had originally intended to give a passionate kiss to his second wife, but Dong Jiao quickly held her hand up, saying, "No! No! So many people are watching! We should hurry and leave!" "I don't care—she's mine!" Gao Liang is a man of strong character. He values freedom and loves freely and spontaneously. For this passionate, devoted seed of affection, this is exactly how it is. These days, his several wives have truly captured his heart, making him feel constantly drawn to them, always needing their presence. Yet, Gao Liang has also been recognized by others. "Wow! Isn't that Gao Dong from our 'Desire to Become a God' group? Hehe!" One person noticed him immediately, as Gao Liang has become an internationally renowned figure—the recipient of the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival. "Hmph! Now, having a director support beautiful actresses has become an international standard!" Dong Jiao, this international beauty, is truly and genuinely the darling of Director Gao—no, his wife! Yet, such a stunning woman has ended up with the wrong person! Today's Gao Dong is nothing; he's practically broke! Dong Jiao, this magnificent woman, seems like a flower planted in manure! A sharp, cutting voice came from behind, especially piercing. Dong Jiao felt a burning heat on her face—pressures from the public opinion were indeed overwhelming; she truly wished she could sink through the earth. Gao Liang turned toward that familiar voice and there it was—none other than Peter, who was about to be promoted to Vice President at Electronic Arts in the U.S., and beside him stood Miss Daidemona, graceful and poised. When Daidemona saw Gao Liang, her expression remained calm and detached; Gao Liang couldn't tell what she was thinking. To Peter, she simply said, "Peter, let's go." As Peter departed, he looked at Gao Liang with utter disdain, saying, "Gao Liang—go back to your homeland, China!" You simply don't belong in our world capital, New York! I bet you won't last a week here! Hahahaha!" He spoke with such boldness, his glowing diamond fist clenched tightly, eyes blazing with determination. He shouted at Peter, who had just stepped three meters away: "Peter, don't underestimate me! I'll make sure you remember—I came here, and I am the true king!" "Hmm. Is that so?" Peter turned, looking at Gao Liang with utter contempt. At that moment, he tossed a copy of The Wall Street Journal to Gao Liang's feet and said, "Good news! You'll find it refreshing once you read it!" "Peter! We need to move now!" Daina had already been urging from ten meters away, and only then did Peter stop his relentless taunts. Four large, sturdy American bodyguards stood around Peter, watching Gao Liang with steady, unwavering eyes—forming an invisible barrier. Yet Gao Liang completely dismissed these mere junior opponents as nothing. Dong Jiao picked up the newspaper and began reading: "Our 'I Want to Become a God' Group has effectively gone bankrupt, with Chairman Gao Liang now carrying a debt of 10 billion US dollars!" "Good heavens! How could this have happened?" Dong Jiao felt deeply heartbroken. If our 'I Want to Become a God' Group collapses, then the entire ecosystem will fall apart—our 'I Want to Become a God' Film and Television Group will naturally follow, and I'll be left without even a husband. "Overburdened with debt, constantly running short!" This kind of news used to appear in newspapers about other corporate groups. Now, it's happening to us—right here, right now. It's over. Everything is over. Dong Jiao felt deeply heartbroken. Gao Liang remained calm. Even if the sky fell, I wouldn't be afraid. I've always been a person who came to this world without much education or refinement. To me, wealth and status have always been like clouds floating by. I have strength and capability—I can recover. Yet Dong Jiao couldn't accept such a harsh reality. Dong Jiao said "I'm going to look for a job tomorrow!" "Jiao-jiao! Believe me, husband! I promise to support you—support you for life!" Gao Liang made his pledge. Yet Dong Jiao shook her head and sighed, saying, "Husband, I know you care deeply for me. But do you know? In this world, a man without a solid career—or one with a mediocre one—is simply not able to stand on his own. Today's world is fiercely competitive, and everyone is striving to maximize their benefits. We've come here to face reality—we can't avoid it, we must work hard and meet it head-on!" After speaking, Dong Jiao picked up a small handbag and walked out of Gao Liang's sight without turning back. Only one phrase remained: "Husband! I'm leaving! Take care of yourself!" Gao Liang watched Dong Jiao's graceful figure fade from view, and a wave of tenderness filled his heart. Unexpectedly, tears welled up in his eyes. A man without a career—even his own wife—will inevitably leave him behind. It's not董姣's fault. This society is simply realistic—she's now carrying a debt of 10 billion US dollars, having gone from a wealthy magnate to a debtor overnight. And the magnitude of this negative balance is enormous; anyone seeing it feels fear, as if the end of the world has arrived. "Financial crisis! Come on! Come on! Make me penniless! Fine! Fine!" High-light bursts out laughing toward the sky. Chen Yuting returned to the Mengzhu Grand Hotel, only to find that the main door was sealed tightly with a notice reading: "Beijing City People's Court." A smaller note beneath it read: "Due to the de facto bankruptcy caused by the Yi Wu Cheng Shen Group, at the request of investors, the hotel has been seized." Chen Yuting couldn't believe it—how could the once-thriving Yi Wu Cheng Shen Group collapse so suddenly? She felt as though she were dreaming, unable to accept the reality before her. When she saw a liquid crystal television beside the elevator in the office building broadcasting the news: "Breaking News: Due to the sudden onset of this financial crisis, the stock price of Yi Wu Cheng Shen Group in the U.S. has plummeted to its lowest point, with mounting liabilities now exceeding $100 million. This case has become the most severely affected corporate group in Huaxia." Chen Yuting fainted, fortunately being steadied by a beautiful woman who said, "Manager Chen! Manager Chen!" "This time, Chen Yuting noticed a female employee under her supervision, named Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling had left her position at Mengzhu Hotel, part of the Yi Cheng Shen Catering Group, and had taken up a new role at another company within the same office building. 'Where have all my sisters gone?' Chen Yuting asked Xiao Ling."