The Billionaire's Multiplier System-Chapter 73 - 75– Sabotage in Silk Gloves

It began with a red envelope—thin, formal, too precise to be accidental. It wasn’t the kind sent to celebrate a wedding or a festive bonus. This one bore the seal of Yuan Urban Holdings, embossed gold and backed by power.

Lin Feng didn’t need to open it to know it was war. But he opened it anyway.

One glance at the top line told him everything.

Subject: Lease Suspension Notice

Sector: 4B, Jinghua East Zone

Grounds: Regulatory Review Triggered – Pending Investigation

"Effective immediately. Legal standby advised."

Lin Feng said nothing. No sigh, no frown, not even a raised brow. He simply tapped the edge of the document twice and placed it beside his espresso.

Another day, another attempt to cut his legs without leaving fingerprints.

System Notification:

Tactical Move Detected: Bureaucratic strangulation attempt by Chen Yuan.

Objective: Stall Chengwei’s cashflow by freezing critical real estate assets.

Impact Projection:

42 active tenants affected

Three joint investors may reconsider upcoming capital rounds

8% drop in sector stability rating

Suggested Response: Target procedural backlog in Yuan’s own pipeline. Delay his expansion silently.

Also, Host... this move came in silk gloves. Want to cut back with surgical wire?

Lin Feng stood, unhurried, and walked toward the side lounge connected to his office. It wasn’t large—just a quiet space with a screen, some documents, and a concealed terminal linked to one of his private entities.

He logged into the holding shell known as Tianhua Solutions Ltd. On the surface, it was a minor compliance firm. Behind the scenes, it managed regulatory queueing for dozens of mid-tier property applications across Jinghua.

He didn’t raise his voice or call legal. He simply clicked once.

Initiate audit filter. Flag all incoming Yuan Urban Holdings filings for cross-departmental compliance review. Category: Manual Check.

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System Ping:

Command successful. Yuan’s East District projects now delayed 3–5 business days.

Side Effect: Yuan’s partners may question his operational control. Internal confidence tremor triggered.

Silent damage deployed: Host reputation untouched.

P.S. That’s not revenge. That’s silent strangulation. Beautiful.

Scene Shift – Lantai Media, 28th Floor

Chen Yuan stood in his office, sipping from a fine crystal glass. The city shimmered in the morning haze beyond the glass, but his focus was fixed on a screen.

His assistant, Liu Fan, walked in and lowered his voice.

"Sir, Chengwei hasn’t released a statement yet."

"Perfect. That means they’re scrambling."

"However... our new filings in District Seven just bounced back."

"Reason?"

"Randomized audit. Compliance filter. No error. Just delay."

Chen narrowed his eyes.

"He’s returning fire. Quietly."

He turned back to the window, jaw tightening.

"He wants us to look unstable before we even touch his money."

"Do we escalate?"

"No. We let him think this is working."

But in Chen Yuan’s mind, something had shifted. Lin Feng wasn’t reacting. He was managing.

Scene – Chengwei Holdings, Conference Room

"Any word from the investors?" Lin asked, his tone low but even.

Mei Li, his assistant, tapped her tablet and replied.

"Zhao Xinyan sent a request for a private meet. No formal statement. No questions."

"That means she’s watching," Lin murmured. "Good."

He stood and looked across the room at the city.

"We don’t need to explain ourselves. We need to show we’re still building."

"Should I contact media?"

"No."

"What should I tell Zhao?"

"That I’ll meet her in person."

Scene – Outdoor Café, West Jinghua

Lin Feng didn’t arrive in a car that day. He walked the final two blocks—deliberately, in plain view.

People noticed. Construction workers paused. Two college students whispered. One vendor pointed him out with a raised brow. No bodyguards. No PR. Just presence.

Inside, Zhao Xinyan was already seated. Elegant, direct, calm.

"I thought you’d call," she said.

"I wanted people to see I’m not hiding."

"Bold."

"Calculated."

He slid a folder across the table. Inside: full documentation for redevelopment of Sector 9B—clean permits, current valuations, and future rental projections.

"You’re offering partnership."

"I’m offering insulation. If we do this together, the market has to pay attention."

"You want my credibility."

"I want your instinct."

She reviewed the papers silently, then tapped the valuation note.

"You underpriced this. By at least six million."

"Let them think I’m bleeding."

She looked up and smiled faintly.

"You’re bleeding profit. That’s different."

She signed.

System Notification:

Private development pact secured with Zhao Xinyan.

Result: External perception shifting – Host appears resilient and expanding under fire.

Rumor Containment Rate: 63%

Passive Perk Gained: "Silent Growth" – Passive trust increases when new projects launch during crisis periods.

Host. You just made silence louder than a press conference.

Crimson Circle Dinner – Later That Night

The room was velvet-draped, candlelit, heavy with expectation. Twelve elite players sat around a round table. Most were silent, forks tapping porcelain. Some traded polite nods, others quiet glances.

Lin Feng arrived five minutes late. On purpose.

Chen Yuan was already seated, smiling, wine glass half-raised.

"Jinghua feels noisy this week," someone muttered.

"Noise reveals who can stand without support," Chen said casually.

"Or who doesn’t need to speak at all," someone else added.

The group chuckled softly.

Lin didn’t respond. He took his seat without fanfare and poured his own water.

Xu Shanyue looked across the table, her expression unreadable. Her hand lingered over her wine glass but didn’t lift it. She observed.

"Chengwei’s made no comment on the lease freeze," said one tycoon. "Strategic?"

Lin finally looked up.

"If I needed to explain every attack, I’d spend more time talking than building."

That line lingered.

Even Shanyue tilted her head, intrigued.

System Alert:

Crimson Circle Status Shift – Confidence Index: +17%

New internal tag: "Operates Without Noise"

Shanyue Interest Rating: Active. Awaiting next trigger.

P.S. You just shifted the room with eight words. Silent dominance is now your style.

Scene – Midnight, Lin Feng’s Apartment

The city glowed, restless and slow. Lin sat with his sleeves rolled up, reviewing contract renewals, system analytics, and investor reactions.

Mei Li’s message pinged.

Investor Update:

Yi Group has moved to co-back Zhao Xinyan’s partnership project. Media is shifting focus to upcoming builds.

He closed the laptop slowly.

Then, after a pause, opened his private messages.

A new one from Xu Shanyue.

Shanyue:

"You walked in like you weren’t under pressure."

He replied simply.

Lin Feng:

"Pressure walks with me. It doesn’t hold the door."

She didn’t reply.

But she read it. Twice.

System Final Note:

Chen Yuan’s attack neutralized.

Yuan Urban Holdings now facing internal audit delays and partner scrutiny.

Investor trust restored. Market quiet. Chengwei stable.

Next Strategy Unlocked: Silent Acquisitions – Backdoor buyouts of silent stakeholder positions.

Side Note: Chen will try something louder next time. Be ready.

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