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    Chapter 67 Calm down

    The aftermath of the collapse of the Tianqiong system set off a storm within Chenxia Technology that was far more complicated than technical repair.

    The traceability report that the technical team had been working on for several days was now lying on Nangong Chen’s computer screen.

    All the data flows and access traces finally seemed to be pulled by invisible hands, pointing accurately to a name that was both unexpected and not so unexpected for him – Nangong Yu.

    And the optimization module that was forced into the core system through the hands of his mother, Xia Wanlan, using the elder’s affection, was the fuse that set off everything.

    Half an hour later, an emergency meeting of the Nangong family was held in the conference room of the group building.

    In the past, there might have been superficial greetings and probing, but now there was only a suffocating solemnity.

    Nangong Chen stood at the end of the long table with a stern face. Without any emotional foreshadowing, he directly called up the technical report and the clear chain of evidence on the flow of funds.

    “The conclusion is very clear.” His voice was steady: “This vicious incident that directly caused the complete paralysis of the Sky Dome system, almost caused the group’s strategic project to be aborted, and brought immeasurable reputational risks, is directly responsible for Nangong Yu. His mother Xia Wanlan used abnormal processes to coordinate illegal operations, and she has unshirkable supervision and guidance responsibilities.”

    He didn’t even use the title “Second Young Master”.

    As soon as he finished speaking, several uncles who were sitting upright and represented the oldest faction of the family exchanged glances. The silence was more suffocating than the angry rebuke.

    “It’s blood after all…” The old man sitting in the main seat spoke slowly, rubbing the jade ring with his fingertips, “As per the old practice, let’s leave something to eat for them.”

    Another person immediately answered, with a shrewd calculation in his tone: “Then they will retain their family dividend shares, but they must withdraw from all decision-making positions. From now on, they will just keep their money and collect their money, and don’t come out to cause trouble again.”

    “Let’s take care of ourselves.” The third person said with finality, “There is no need to get involved in the group’s affairs.”

    The resolution was settled in a few understatements.

    The meeting ended and everyone filed out.

    At the end of the secluded corridor leading to the dedicated elevator, Xia Wanlan suddenly appeared like a ghost, blocking Nangong Chen’s way.

    The elegance and calmness she had carefully maintained in the past was gone, her hair was slightly messy, and her makeup could not hide the despair and haggardness in her eyes.

    “Ah Chen… Ah Chen!” She grabbed Nangong Chen’s sleeve, her nails almost embedded in the expensive fabric, her voice was full of tears and sorrow, “Please, for the sake of me… for the sake of my love for taking care of you for a few years, please spare Xiaoyu this time! He is still young, he is ignorant, he just wants to prove himself too much… He will never dare to do it again, I promise, when I look at him, he will never…”

    Nangong Chen stopped and slowly pulled his arm back from her hand.

    “Aunt Lan,” he used this title that deliberately emphasized the distance, and his eyes fell calmly on her tear-stained face, “the family’s collective decision cannot be overturned by Nangong Chen alone. This is about rules.”

    “Furthermore, you have been in this position for so many years, and you should know better than anyone else that today’s Nangong family… can no longer tolerate such ignorance.”

    He ignored Xia Wanlan who suddenly collapsed and collapsed on the ground behind him, and walked straight to the elevator.

    The metal door closed silently, isolating the woman who once tried to gain more in the cracks of the family, but now completely fell to the edge, into another world.

    Nangong Yu, the so-called second young master who once jumped up and down, trying to challenge his authority, and his doting mother whose means were ultimately limited, were officially and completely erased from the Nangong family’s power map.

    However, behind this seemingly straightforward internal purge, what is surging is the tacit and deeper collective anxiety of all core members of the Nangong family.

    The balance of the times is tilting irreversibly.

    In the past few decades, the means that the Nangong family relied on to rise and maintain prosperity, the monopoly built on the network of favors, the profiteering industries that wandered in gray or even black areas, and the special agreements reached with strong tactics… are losing their effectiveness at an unprecedented speed.

    Domestic supervision has been implemented time and time again, and regulations have become tighter and tighter. Many once smooth financial paths have now turned into minefields that may explode at any time and drag the entire family into the abyss.

    This seemingly magnificent family ship has long been corroded by moths and is sailing on ice that is freezing at an accelerating rate.

    Every attempt at transformation falters, and the inertia of the old era is staggeringly huge.

    Turning to an aboveboard technology industry that is more in line with future development trends is almost what they can see now. It is possible for this giant ship to dock safely and even continue its influence in the new era.

    Therefore, the Tianqiong project is by no means just a commercial product or a technology demonstration.

    It is a key bet on whether the Nangong family can successfully clear the bank and continue to play at the poker table where the rules have changed.

    What it carries is the family’s desire for the right to survive in the future.

    It is indeed the most important strategic fulcrum at present, but it is not the only reliance.

    The family has taken too deep roots in City A, and its decaying roots are still entangled with huge resources. Its collapse must be a slow and long process, not overnight.

    But everyone understands that if new pillars are not found, it will only be a matter of time before it collapses.

    Therefore, Nangong Chen cannot lose, at least not in the sky.

    Therefore, anyone or anything that hinders the sky must be ruthlessly and quickly eradicated.

    Back in the office, Nangong Chen sat in the large leather chair and rubbed the center of his brow that ached due to lack of sleep.

    Dealing with Nangong Yu, the internal fool and unstable factor, is only the first step, and it is the basic operation to stabilize the rear.

    The preliminary judgment of the technical team has been placed on his desk. The direct cause of the system crash was that the unknown optimization module forcibly introduced by Nangong Yu had a serious conflict with the native core of Tianqiong.

    The technical level of the module itself is very high, but it is obviously not perfect, and the way it is introduced is also extremely rough, just like an unmatched heart being forced into the body, causing rejection shock to the entire system.

    However, a feeling of… powerlessness quietly spread in Nangong Chen’s heart.

    In the past few decades, his life has been like a perfect program. As long as he frowns, he will automatically retreat as if he encounters an invisible barrier.

    Wealth, power, and people’s hearts are all as good as the hands and fingers.

    But recently, especially after the Sky Dome project advanced to a critical stage, he always seemed to feel an invisible resistance.

    Things no longer always worked exactly as he expected, and accidents began to appear in various unpredictable ways, just like the collapse caused by Nangong Yu. It seemed like an accidental mistake by a fool, but it was surrounded by a fog that he could not see through at a glance.

    This feeling of being out of control made him extremely uncomfortable, even vaguely… uneasy.

    He pressed the intercom button, suppressed the trace of doubt, and his voice returned to its usual calmness and authority.

    His eyes were sharp, “The press conference will be held on time tomorrow. The sky dome must appear perfectly, its functions must exceed the preview, and all reputations must be restored. I will not accept any surprises.”

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