Cracks spiderwebbed across the conference table, spreading outward from beneath Lin Mo’s fist. The moment Su Yuqing pushed the door open, the digital clock struck midnight, and the System Spirit’s blue light exploded across Lin Mo’s retina in the shape of firework-patterned warning symbols.
"The Chairman has suffered a stroke."
The phone she clutched was still playing the rhythmic beeping of a hospital monitor, the screen cracked right across a photo of Su Zhiyuan’s medical record. Lin Mo felt the Bio-chip at the base of his neck grow suddenly hot, and the system interface forced a holographic projection into view—the Su Group’s shareholding structure was reorganizing before his eyes, red numbers pulsing behind the name of every shareholder.
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