George's smile was too unusual, and Highuang sensed something was wrong. By accident, with his keen perception, he caught sight of the button at George's waist—wow! It was clearly visible: the explosion control button. If his guess was correct, that area was extremely dangerous. "Quick! Everyone, evacuate immediately! There's a bomb on the square!" Highuang's announcement sent everyone into a state of panic. At that moment, Jinanah picked up the public address speaker and shouted, "Don't panic! Those in front, go east; those behind, go west; everyone in the middle, follow me!" Under Jinanah's guidance, the evacuation proceeded swiftly. But George was about to do something extraordinary—he drew out his short gun and aimed it directly at both Highuang and Jinanah. Highuang protected his beloved with his body, showing no sign of fear. At the same time, many people were pointing their guns at George's head. "Quick! Get down!" Highuang hurriedly pushed Jinanah to the ground. And then—boom! A thunderous explosion rocked the scene. After a long while, when Jin Nana woke up, she found Gao Liang injured, with blood streaming down his body. Looking around, she saw that besides a few of George's guards who had been reduced to bloody, lifeless remains, the CEOs—Angus and Lock—had already been evacuated to safe locations by the police. Gao Liang was hurt, and Jin Nana was deeply moved. At that moment, however, she overlooked a man lying on the ground, who had now drawn his gun and was aiming it directly at her, his voice trembling: "I won't have you! Gao Liang won't have you either!" Gao Liang was helped by Jin Nana to sit up, and upon seeing George's grotesque, fierce expression, he quickly urged her: "Get out! Get out now!" A sharp gunshot rang out, striking Gao Liang—Gao Liang had taken the bullet meant for Jin Nana. Moved to tears, Jin Nana watched as several police officers arrived, seizing George. Even then, George remained wildly determined: "Gao Liang! I'll kill you! I hate you! You've surpassed me in everything! I'll make sure you meet your end!" "But as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp blow landed on his mouth. George looked up and found it was Gao Huang—didn't he just get injured? What? 'George, do you think a single gunshot could end my life?' Gao Huang removed the outer layer of his clothing, revealing that he was wearing a bulletproof vest. Gao Huang had feigned death. With a solemn expression, George said, 'Gao Huang, I never expected you to resort to deception!' 'All I've learned from you—deception is my specialty!' Gao Huang beamed with a cheerful smile. After the explosion, the crowd once again gathered. The scene remained lively, as there was a major announcement to be made: the chairman,洛克, was now the center of attention. After all, this former chairman of the prestigious Rockefeller financial empire had once been a prominent figure in American business. 'Ladies and gentlemen present! I'd like to share a bit about my family background. I have a son. When I first started my business, I faced early setbacks, so after my son was born, I entrusted him to the care of Mr. Angus, the chairman of the American rubber industry.' Lock's chairman's words left Angus chairman deeply ashamed. He excitedly stood up from his wheelchair, saying, "Yes! Mr. Lock indeed has a son whom I adopted, but—I—I..." So moved was Angus that he nearly stumbled, fortunately being steadied by a nearby maid. After a long pause, Angus, full of remorse, said, "It's all my fault. Back then, Mr. Lock's son fell ill with a strange illness, and I failed to treat him promptly. As a result, he passed away. It was all because I was too busy with my business affairs! It was all my fault!" Holding his head, Angus felt both deeply distressed and remorseful—this had been a lifelong regret of his. "That illness was untreatable at the time. You shouldn't blame yourself so much," Lock's chairman comforted him. "I know that, yet I failed to raise my son properly. I'm incapable. I'm truly incapable!" "Angus's president pointed at George, who was being restrained by the police, and said with disappointment, 'Look everyone—this is my son. To secure the position of chairman at the Rockefeller conglomerate, he even claimed to be the son of the Rockefeller chairman, and fabricated the story that my son had died!' 'Oh my! What a surprise!' someone in the crowd exclaimed. 'George has gone so far as to deny his own parents in pursuit of his own ambitions!' another remarked. George hung his head low. Then the crowd stirred as journalists stepped forward to interview the chairman of Rockefeller: 'Mr. Rockefeller, may I ask if you have any other children? If so, could one of the living heirs succeed you as chairman?' 'Yes, Mr. Rockefeller—please begin preparing a successor right away!' another journalist urged. Lock's chairman turned his eyes toward Jinanana, and Jinanana saw a kind, fatherly gaze—just like the one Morgan chairman looked at his own when he was at Morgan Group. Jinanana hesitated deeply. What exactly was her connection to these two chairmen? "Daughter! My dear daughter! We've been apart for so many years! It's only now we've finally met! You're truly my own flesh and blood!" Lock's chairman's voice trembled as he spoke. The crowd instantly erupted into excitement, even Highlight was stunned. George lowered his head further—after all, Jinanana's true identity had been revealed: she was indeed the daughter of Lock's chairman. Jinanana couldn't believe what she was seeing. She insisted, "No, no, you've mistaken me. I don't have a father. I've never known one since I was born!" "No, no, daughter," the chairman replied firmly, "I am your true father!" The CEO, Locke, pulled out the jade ring and compared it side by side with the one held by Jinanah, raising his voice in front of the journalists and everyone present. "When I was studying at Harvard University, I was engaged to your mother—unmarried but already expecting. We had a strong bond, but circumstances changed, and ultimately, she chose to go with someone else. Before she left, she and I made this ring a symbol of our promise—she said she would pass it down to her children!" Tears welled up in Jinanah's eyes. Though her parents had been absent from her life since childhood, this jade ring had always accompanied her. Yet, this still wasn't enough to convince the reporters—what if the ring had ended up in someone else's hands? At that moment, the doctor stepped forward and immediately drew blood samples for testing against Jinanah's and Locke's blood. But then, a voice rose: "She is my daughter! I am her true father!" To everyone's eyes, an elderly man in a crisp suit, accompanied by a crowd, approached the scene. Oh! It was Morgan, the chairman of Morgan Group. Jin Nana was astonished—how could she possibly be the daughter of someone like this? Just as she was puzzled, Morgan chairman looked at her kindly and said, "Do you know? I've been quietly supporting you all these years!" Jin Nana was even more surprised—did she have two fathers? Who was her real father? "Let's do a DNA test!" the reporters shouted excitedly. The doctor quickly collected fresh blood samples from both the chairman of Locke Group and Morgan Group, as well as from Jin Nana. Using the most advanced equipment, a DNA analysis was conducted in front of all present. Both the chairman of Locke Group and Morgan Group gazed deeply at the graceful and noble Jin Nana, each expressing their emotion with, "I am your real father!" "Highlighted by this moment, deeply moved, because Jin Nana truly is an extraordinary woman—no matter who her biological father is, that doesn't matter; what matters is the distinguished lineage of Jin Nana. George stood there, pale and stunned, unable to meet Jin Nana's eyes. If he had known of her noble background earlier, he would have treated her with unwavering devotion, pursued her relentlessly, and even become a distinguished match for her. Yet here, Hou Liang had seized the initiative, and at this very moment, George had envied Hou Liang a thousand and ten thousand times over. 'The results are out! The results are out!' Someone suddenly shouted, and the crowd erupted into excitement. People were betting on one another—some claimed Jin Nana's biological father was the CEO of Lock, others insisted it was the CEO of Morgan. As the crowd buzzed with excitement, the doctor announced to the journalists, 'DNA testing confirms that Jin Nana matches the CEO of Lock.' 'My daughter! My precious daughter!' Locke’s chairman opened his arms, and Jinanah, tears of happiness streaming down her face, cried out, "Dad!" and扑 into Locke’s embrace, breaking down in tears. The crowd erupted into applause. But Morgan’s chairman seemed severely shaken, nearly fainting, thankfully supported by his female secretary. Without turning around, he walked forward slowly, each step a testament to his pain and sense of loss—forming a striking contrast to Locke’s joy. "Father! Father!" a clear voice called out, halting Morgan’s progress. "You’ve finally found your biological father! Wishing you all the happiness!" Morgan turned to face the crowd and continued walking, but Jinanah stepped forward to steady him, saying, "My daughter is truly ungrateful. I owe you so much for all the quiet, steadfast support you’ve given me these years!" "Who is my mother? Where is she now?" "Kinana asked with growing urgency, and Morgan's chairman wept bitterly, saying, 'Since your mother married me, I never truly cherished her—too busy pursuing my own career. That's why she left me. For so many years, I've been searching for her, but I've never found her. To help you grow stronger, I sent you to New York Women's College, where you can develop in a nurturing environment, while I quietly support you from behind the scenes. When you grow up, you'll find your own parents!' 'Father! You've never remarried in all these years—how deeply you've suffered!' Kinana held Morgan's chairman tightly in a close embrace. That evening, media outlets such as The New York Times and New York Television provided detailed coverage of the news, making Kinana's identity known throughout New York and across the entire United States. Kinana, a truly noble and graceful lady, revealed herself as the daughter of both the Rockefeller and Morgan families—two of America's top ten financial dynasties, a fact no one had expected." President洛克 announced publicly that he would appoint his own daughter as the new President of Rockefeller. George was led by the police, his heart as lifeless as ashes, standing there in silence. But Kinnana said to President洛克, "Dad! You already know my heart's desire—to live a simple life, to be an ordinary person. This presidency, then, I believe, should be given to someone else." "No, daughter," said President洛克, "if you truly wish not to, I won't insist. But I will grant you the highest authority—to recommend the person you trust most to succeed you!" George, unwilling to accept defeat, spoke out loudly at that moment, "Then let me continue serving as President!" Yet many people pointed at him, jabbing him with their remarks, saying, "Anyone can do it—why not you?" George hung his head, looking utterly defeated. At this moment, Hao Liang thought that his own matter was now settled—he had successfully accomplished the task of removing George from the presidency—and thus, he resolved to leave. To everyone's surprise, as soon as high-light took a step forward, Jin Nana's voice came through, loudly declaring, "This is my husband!" Jin Nana pointed to herself, and everyone turned their attention to her. Many people were amazed, "How lucky for High-Light! His girlfriend is the daughter of the chairman of the Rockefeller financial dynasty!" While everyone was marveling at their own good fortune, another voice brought even greater astonishment: "I, as the former chairman of Rockefeller, hereby officially appoint High-Light as the current chairman of the Rockefeller financial dynasty, effective immediately!" Everyone turned to see the chairman addressing the press through the microphone, speaking with solemnity. Instantly, High-Light became the central figure of the event. Numerous journalists approached him for interviews. Although High-Light had initially intended to decline, the chairman's announcement carried such authority that refusing would have been seen as a lack of respect to the chairman. Moreover, his own wife, Jin Nana, was looking at him with eager expectations, insisting that he must agree. Excellent! I, Gao Liang, aim to be a top-tier man, and a top-tier man must have a powerful career—only with a strong career can I lead a more vibrant and fulfilling life. Facing the microphone, Gao Liang said, "Thank you, Ms. Jin Nana, for your recommendation! Thank you, Mr. Locke, for your full confidence in me! Thank you all for your support! As the new Chairman of the Rockefeller Group, I will work diligently, tirelessly, and with dedication to manage the company effectively and ensure the Rockefeller family's business continues to thrive and grow even further!" "Excellent! Outstanding, Gao Liang! You truly embody the qualities of a confident, insightful, visionary, ambitious, and hands-on Chinese leader. We welcome you!" The Chairman of Rockefeller shook hands with Gao Liang. This classic broadcast, live-streamed by New York television, reached thousands of homes across the city, making High-light's appointment as Rockefeller's president the most talked-about topic in streets and homes. George, consumed with jealousy, nearly fainted, passionately exclaiming, "High-light! I've nurtured my ambition to become president for decades—never did I expect you to secure it so effortlessly!" Someone nearby mocked, "George, you've always been ruthless, harsh, and unyielding—willing to sacrifice everything to achieve your goals, even at the cost of public support. Your defeat is entirely deserved; it's your own downfall!" George turned to see the very two guards from his past, his lungs nearly bursting with rage, shouting, "If I had known this would happen, I'd have eliminated you both!" Yet the police stormed toward him, shouting, "Move! You're being taken to court for trial!" And with that, they escorted George onto the police vehicle that had already arrived, carrying him away amid the public's growing disdain. Highlighted the day of his official appointment to the president's office at the Rockefeller Center, on the 68th floor of the GE Building, which was entirely designated as his dedicated event space. In this globally renowned urban hub, Highlight became the true king of the city. The Rockefeller Center is hailed as one of the greatest urban developments of the 20th century, occupying a 22-acre area enclosed by 19 buildings. This space redefined the use of public areas in urban planning, establishing Midtown as New York’s second downtown district—after Wall Street—thanks to its fully integrated retail and office complexes. The Rockefeller Center is almost a perfect realization of Frazier's architectural vision, from the layout and elevation of the buildings—the relatively low International Building near Fifth Avenue gently rising to the soaring, distinctive Electrical Building at Sixth Avenue, reaching 69 stories—intersected by public plazas such as "Channel Garden" and the "Lower Plaza." This compact urban enclave accommodates over 250,000 daily commuters, visitors, and consumers. Strictly speaking, the Rockefeller Center area spans from Fifth to Seventh Avenues, between 47th and 52nd Streets, encompassing restaurants, office towers, clothing stores, banks, post offices, bookshops—plus an underground subway link. The architects ingeniously use the plazas, open spaces, and stairwells between the buildings to guide pedestrian flow, ensuring seamless movement for more than 250,000 people each day. One of the most significant impacts of the Rockefeller Center on architectural history is its commitment to public space usage—this concept of designing for ordinary people laid the foundation for later recognition of "civic space." By thoughtfully integrating the building's grand halls, plazas, stairwells, and pedestrian walkways into rest and consumption zones, it fully realized its mission of serving the middle class in the 1930s. Buildings ceased to be mere tools for pleasing God and emperors. Even more poignant was the fact that in the late 1980s, the Rockefeller Center was acquired by the Japanese Mitsubishi financial group, seemingly symbolizing Japan's rise and America's relative decline. Fortunately, later on, when Japan's bubble economy collapsed, American investors bought it back. Following the September 11 attacks and the collapse of the World Trade Center, people lost a key vantage point for viewing Manhattan. The observation deck was promptly restored and reopened on November 1 of this year.