Mei-ji found herself crying without realizing it. "Could anyone please sign as a guarantor for the surgery?" the doctor urgently asked, watching as Mr. Miyamoto, her father, and his wife continued to spout white foam, their eyes rolling back, their bodies stiffening. "Me!" both Yukimura and Gao lifted their hands simultaneously, surprising Mei-ji. It seemed both men had truly taken a strong interest in her. "Here's the truth," the doctor explained, gaining the agreement of the hospital's chief physician. "We've carefully studied the case. The success rate for this heart transplant is quite low—only about one percent. Therefore, I need a successful male guarantor, with a guarantee of 5 billion U.S. dollars. Only then will we be willing to proceed with the surgery!" Mei-ji watched as Yukimura's hand slowly lowered, while Gao's right hand remained high, steady, motionless, and resolute. Naturally, Gao pledged his two major gaming companies as collateral. Also, under the guidance of the doctor and the hospital director, she signed the documents. "Husband! Husband!" Miyuki suddenly called out in front of Goto. Meanwhile, Yachimura, flipping her tongue, said to Goto with a cold, determined tone, "Goto, you've lost everything—your entire fortune! I won't be so foolish as to sell it all off just for a beautiful woman!" After Yachimura left, Miyuki collapsed into Goto's arms and wept loudly in his embrace. Truly, Goto had sacrificed everything he had worked so hard to achieve, all for her. The surgery proceeded poorly, as the doctor and hospital director had anticipated. The most advanced equipment used to detect the positioning failed, and the surgery ended up shifting Miyuki's father, Mitsuji, by one centimeter to the left in his chest cavity, while Mitsuji's wife was similarly shifted by one centimeter to the left. Since both patients' positions were off, the surgery was deemed a failure. Moreover, due to excessive blood loss from their hearts, both were now on the brink of death. Mori Norihiko and his wife were left with only their last breaths. Mori Norihiko, grasping Highao's hand, struggled to say, "Don't save me! We don't ask for any compensation from the hospital!" His wife, holding her daughter, Misugi's hand, spoke in a choked voice, "Daughter, it's just unfortunate fate—we both have this dreadful heart disease. Please take us now! Stop trying to save us in vain!" Yet Highao firmly replied, "Please rest assured! I will do my very best to save them!" Misugi cried out, "Dad, Mom, I promise you'll both live well!" After these words, Mori Norihiko and his wife closed their eyes, too weak to speak further. The hospital director and physicians checked their condition and found that they had no breath at all. The director and physicians waved their hands, indicating to the nurse to push Miyoshi and his wife into the mortuary. Meiji cried uncontrollably. At that moment, Gao Liang firmly controlled his excitement, stopping the nurse and using his ears to listen to the two elders' chests. After about a minute, he shouted, "They're still alive! They're still alive!" The director and physicians showed no reaction—only shaking their heads—but Gao Liang went on working without pause. Meiji noticed Gao Liang using the advanced equipment, once again checking the chest areas of his parents, closely observing their chests with his eyes and continuously adjusting the precise surgical positioning. "Director! Physicians! Come over here! The surgical position is here. As long as you make further fine adjustments and repairs, I believe it will succeed!" Gao Liang said with confidence. The dean and the physician were both stunned upon seeing this, as the advanced instrument had been slightly misaligned due to the surgeon's excessive tension just moments ago—this was the cause of the deviation. But how could Gao Liang have detected this? He himself had never learned to calibrate this instrument, which only the dean and he were familiar with! The surgery had to proceed immediately at the precise location Gao Liang specified. Fortunately, the operation was a success. Both Mr. Miyazaki, the father of Miyo, and his wife were saved. The dean and the physician gave Gao Liang a resounding thumbs-up, saying, "You are truly outstanding! Without your intervention, our surgery would have failed completely, and the lives of these two elderly patients would have been lost. You are not a doctor, yet you surpass doctors in every way!" "Gao Liang shone brightly, as the Asahi Shimbun of Tokyo had covered his selfless actions—ignoring his own company's interests to rescue Nintendo, and using all his resources to guarantee surgery for Meiji's father. Not only did he tirelessly fight to save Meiji's father when the surgery failed, but he even raised his eyes above the most advanced medical equipment, ultimately saving both Meiji's father—the President and Mrs. President of Nintendo Japan. In times of crisis, true feelings emerge; in moments of life and death, genuine love is revealed. Gao Liang's noble deeds eventually won over Meiji's heart. Afterward, Meiji sincerely expressed her regret to Gao Liang: 'Husband, I never expected you to care so deeply about me!' Gao Liang smiled and said, 'You are my wife.' 'Hmph! You must have so many wives!' Meiji pouted. 'But I care most deeply about you and Jin Nana,' Gao Liang said with deep affection." This deeply moved Meiji. In the 18th floor of Tokyo's Ginza, at the Japanese office of a Chinese martial arts game company, in the bright, spacious office of President Gao, Meiji gently kissed Gao to the rhythm of soft music. It had been a long time since she last shared this with her husband, and she truly missed it. As she kissed Gao, she felt the warm, masculine scent of him—perfectly matching the scent of the man she had imagined in her dreams. The two were drawn to each other, and soon began passionately kissing. Both Meiji and Gao were instantly ignited. Meiji wore a classic Japanese school uniform—light blue and white—immediately making Gao tear up, for this was the most classic form of uniform allure. Meiji fully opened herself up to Gao, and their tender moments spanned from the sofa to the carpet, then to the bed in the inner room, and finally to the bathroom—leaving behind their affection in nearly every corner of this multifunctional office space. "Ah!" Highlight released all the pent-up tension and bad vibes over these days through a surge of vital essence. Mei-ki, on the other hand, gently allowed Highlight to "plunge" and "torment" him as he married a Japanese woman—indeed, this made perfect sense. At this moment, Highlight finally realized that all his efforts had truly been worthwhile. Mei-ki was also deeply attracted to Highlight's strong, imposing physique and was conquered by this outstanding man. Though sometimes she found it difficult to endure, the feeling of being conquered was so unforgettable. That's why, even when Highlight was away, she longed for him so much—not because she struggled with loneliness, but because such a man was simply so exceptional, whether in career or at home, especially in the intimate moments on the bed, where he brought her profound satisfaction and passion. Their bond was truly like a newlyweds' romance after a long separation—full of tenderness, deep affection, heartfelt emotion, and constant closeness. All night long, Hao Liang and Mi Ke kept stimulating each other, yet strangely, Mi Ke had initially felt quite tired. But after Hao Liang's repeated attentions, she suddenly felt much better—not only less fatigued, but also full of energy, her face glowing like a peach blossom, her skin now pale and rosy. "Huh! Husband! This is truly wonderful! I'm not at all sleepy anymore!" Mi Ke said in bewilderment, looking at Hao Liang. "It's the mutual nourishment of yin and yang, man and woman complementing each other!" Hao Liang explained. "Hmph! You're always finding excuses to take advantage of me!" Mi Ke reached over and gently pinched the tender flesh on Hao Liang's waist. Hao Liang winced and pleaded, "Wife! Please stop! I'm absolutely terrified of this move!" Seeing Hao Liang so eager to please, Mi Ke beamed with satisfaction and said, "Husband, since you're so afraid of me, I have a request: wherever you go, I'll follow you. I'll be your personal secretary. How about that?" "Higashi was speechless—this wasn't exactly a big lightbulb, was it? Still, he couldn't very well refuse, so he forced a smile and said, 'Wife, you're going to be my secretary! That's wonderful! Just a bit of a burden on you, though!' With that, Meiji truly found herself amused, giving Higashi a series of passionate kisses. At that moment, being kissed by this exceptional Japanese woman, Meiji, Higashi felt a deep sense of comfort. The rest of the arrangements went smoothly. Once he had settled his young wife Meiji, everything else in Japan fell into place. After Meiji's father, Mitsuji, and his wife recovered from their illness, their first act of gratitude was to personally thank Higashi for saving their lives. They immediately transferred 50% of Nintendo's gaming company shares to Higashi. This was not only because Higashi had saved their lives, but also because the Chinese martial arts gaming company had automatically reduced its stock price by 2% to help stabilize Nintendo—this seemingly extraordinary gesture had ultimately led to a mutually beneficial partnership between the two companies." Moreover, the CEOs of the two companies are actually married to each other. The two companies have been mutually supporting and promoting each other, achieving a synergistic effect and operating in a healthy, positive cycle. This visit by Gao Liang to Tokyo has truly yielded substantial benefits. He gathered Mei Ji, Munechika Munechika together with his wife, as well as his loyal subordinates, Matsui, to jointly discuss the long-term strategic development plans for the two gaming companies, resulting in mutual satisfaction. Afterwards, Gao Liang shared with Mei Ji, Munechika, and his wife the challenges he was currently facing. The American Electronic Arts company had incurred a staggering loss of 6 billion U.S. dollars and required substantial financial investment to rescue the situation, primarily to address the gaps left by investors withdrawing their funds. "Our Nintendo gaming company will contribute 1 billion U.S. dollars!" Munechika immediately committed, bringing joy to both Mei Ji and Gao Liang. For the remaining 5 billion U.S. dollars, Gao Liang proposed a solution. Mei Ji, who had a clear understanding of the financial performance of the Japanese company, promptly agreed to contribute 1.5 billion U.S. dollars. Highlighted with joy, Gao Liang immediately gave her a kiss in front of her parents, making Mizuki even more endearing. The 2.5 billion USD deal was finalized. Then, Gao Liang called Mike, who was far away in coastal China. Mike promptly reported that he could free up 2 billion USD, bringing the total to 4.5 billion USD, still short by 1.5 billion USD. Gao Liang confidently stated, "The remaining 1.5 billion—I'll earn it back in the U.S." Gong Nishio and his wife were deeply impressed by their future daughter-in-law's business acumen, while Mizuki felt proud to have such an exceptional husband, and Matsui took pride in having such a shrewd boss. Subsequently, Gao Liang entrusted the operational affairs of the Chinese Wushu Games Company to Matsui for management, signaling that he now needed to step further into the role of a hands-on executive. Meanwhile, Mizuki handed over her own business operations to a loyal Japanese female employee for management. Before departing for New York, the two exchanged farewells with Gong Nishio and his wife, and the four of them parted with deep affection. The Tokyo International Airport flight bound for New York, USA, departs on time. Gao Liang, accompanied by his personal secretary, Meiji, his "little wife," heads across the ocean to New York. The scene shifts to Jin Nana. One day, en route to the Morgan Bank building in Wall Street, she reaches a street corner only to find two large, imposing men blocking her path. Jin Nana is startled—aren't these the very two guards who had intended to throw her off a bridge the day before? George's determination to get rid of her is far from over! "Ms. Jin Nana, please come with us!" the two guards say, their eyes lingering on her. "You said you wanted my life—well, here it is. Take it!" Jin Nana speaks with unwavering confidence, extending her hand to her chest and pointing to her heart. "Oh! Ms. Jin Nana, do you really think we're going to carry out George's wishes exactly as he instructed? We know George best—we're the ones who've been trying to make a living, and he simply won't allow us to!" one of the guards remarks. "Exactly so!" "Miss Jinanah, how about we team up to take on George together?" the other guard suggested. Miss Jinanah stared at the two guards, utterly stunned, unable to believe what she was hearing. "Are you serious? How can I possibly trust you?" The guards pointed to the swollen faces on their own, saying, "These injuries are all George's doing. We've known for some time that George isn't truly worthy of being president—because he isn't actually the son of the young Rockefeller president!" Jinanah was taken aback and pressed for more details. The guards explained that their belief was still based on suspicion, as during one of their periods of close service with George, he had murmured a dream-like phrase: "Don't kill me! I'm truly not Rockefeller's son!" "So you want me to work with you—to investigate George's real identity?" Jinanah replied, clearly a sharp-minded woman. The guards nodded in agreement, though they both found themselves at a loss as to how to handle George. "Then I'll go!" "I'm going straight to see George!" Kinnana was surprisingly brave. "Good! But remember, George still has a strong interest in you—be sure to please him! Otherwise, when he gets angry, he'll snap you up!" The two bodyguards reminded her. Kinnana brushed her golden hair back and nodded. At the Rockefeller Center, George was in his president's office, smoking deeply and reviewing the various reports from different departments, saying with satisfaction, "My next move is to eliminate Electronic Arts completely—wipe it out from the earth entirely. Then, my next step will be to eliminate the Chinese Kung Fu Games Company. I simply can't stand either of these two game companies—they have to be eliminated root and branch!" As he was speaking with confidence, his trusted aide Powell stepped in and handed him an urgent telegram, saying respectfully, "President! Unfortunately, the old man is critically ill—please return at once to see him!" "George didn't look at the telegram; he tossed it aside and said, 'Old thing, it's better off dead! Dead and white!' Powell was puzzled—how could his father not care at all? He didn't even want to go back and see him once. 'Remember! Keep my identity a secret! Only you know it! If you reveal it, you'll never live to see another day!' George said, with both warning and urgency. 'Yes, yes, Mr. President!' Powell bowed respectfully and hurried off. "She regrets following Gao Liang!" The guard's words sent George into a rage, exclaiming, "Why didn't you bring the beauty up sooner?" The guard hurried off to attend to the matter. In a short while, Jin Nana was freed from her bonds, and the two guards who had restrained her were immediately praised by George. George gazed at the graceful Jin Nana, extended his right hand to gently support her chin, and stroked her face. He expected her to step back, but instead, Jin Nana not only remained still but also, in a coquettish tone, said to George, "George, it's all my fault! I'm truly sorry for what happened before. Please don't hold it against me!" This remark caused the glow of admiration in George's eyes to brighten. He clapped his hands and said, "Jin Nana, I'm glad I knew this would be the case. Though it's not too late—we can start fresh! I just checked the calendar and noticed that the 18th of next day is a favorable auspicious day. How about we hold our wedding then?" "Really? George!" But I'm really excited—whatever day Mr. George decides is fine, after all, the other party is…" Jin Nana didn't finish her sentence. At this moment, she was performing, yet inside she felt deeply nauseated. "Excellent! Wonderful! My beauty!" George exclaimed, reaching to embrace Jin Nana and passionately kissing her, then leaning in close to her ear to say he wanted to make love to her that night. But Jin Nana playfully protested, "Unfortunately, I've been having sex lately—right now it's not convenient. Let's save it for the wedding day instead!" George agreed—it made sense. Though he was eager now, he could certainly manage to make it work. If he couldn't, finding a few other women to satisfy his physical needs would be quite easy. Over the past couple of days, Jin Nana had fully earned George's trust. She had consistently praised him in a warm, admiring tone, highlighting how masculine and outstanding he was, emphasizing that no man could compare to him. George always compares himself to Gao Liang, testing whether Jinan truly has given up on Gao Liang. But Jinan is clever—she simply says, "Everything from the past has passed. Didn't you say we should start over?" Hearing this, George feels absolutely delighted. Once fully trusted, the two bodyguards and Jinan begin quietly gathering information about George's true identity. After landing at John F. Kennedy International Airport in New York, Gao Liang and Mei Ji head straight to the EA headquarters in New York.