The Dynasty's Tranquil Heir
Li Tianyi stretched languidly in his custom penthouse suite, the morning sun gently warming the imported Italian marble floor. He had transmigrated into this world of unparalleled wealth three months ago, finding true peace only when the chaos of super-magic was replaced by the simplicity of absolute finance.
In this world, magic didn't exist, but money—the ultimate currency of control—did. And the Li Family controlled mountains of it.
The Pillars of Influence
Father (Li Guozhong): The undisputed chairman of the Dragon Capital Group, an infrastructure and finance behemoth. His word could crash entire national economies.
Mother (Wang Liling): The sole heir of the Imperial Star Media and Art Conglomerate. She commanded global social influence, dictating trends and controlling the narratives consumed by billions.
Li Tianyi, the youngest son, enjoyed the fruits of their empire. His philosophy was simple: Maximum Enjoyment, Minimum Effort.
The Morning Ritual of Elegance
Li Tianyi rose, clad in silk pajamas. He approached the windows overlooking Dragon City. The chaos of the bustling world was a mesmerizing, low-stakes spectacle from his vantage point.
His executive assistant, Su Qingyao, entered his private library. Su Qingyao, perpetually calm and efficient, filtered all of life's inefficiencies away from him.
"Good morning, Chairman Li," Su Qingyao said, presenting a slim file. "Your twin sister, Tianyu (Head of Imperial Star Intelligence), sends her regards. She suggests you attend a board meeting next month."
"Decline," Li Tianyi replied immediately, reaching for his bespoke coffee maker. "It sounds stressful and requires active thinking. Have Tianfeng (Head of Dragon Capital Security) send a representative instead. Tell him to handle the 'active thinking' and pay the representative ten times my salary to absorb the chaos."
"Understood," Su Qingyao confirmed, logging the command. "I have redirected all calls, confirmed the sale of the superfluous yacht you mentioned yesterday, and adjusted your entire portfolio based on your casual comment regarding the future of microchips. We've gained an estimated $5 billion USD overnight."
"Good," Li Tianyi sighed, accepting his coffee. "See? The world manages itself beautifully when I simply ignore it."
The Cinematic Disruption
Feeling content, Li Tianyi decided to drive his vintage Aston Martin DB5—purely for the aesthetic pleasure, not speed—to a small, old-fashioned café downtown. He wanted simple, non-artisan street coffee.
He was cruising slowly down a quiet, leafy boulevard, the morning light dappling his face, when the elegance of his slow-paced existence was abruptly shattered.
Suddenly, a massive, black SUV slammed into the back of a luxury sedan directly in front of him, creating a jarring, chaotic roadblock. This wasn't a fender-bender; this was movie-level organized crime.
Four masked men, dressed in cheap, tactical black, spilled out of the SUV, brandishing what looked suspiciously like large wrenches, though they were clearly meant to intimidate. They yanked open the sedan's back door and roughly pulled out a woman who looked utterly terrified but strangely familiar—a famous, young CEO from a rival tech firm.
The scene was so jarringly crude and cliché that Li Tianyi paused, taking a slow sip of his coffee.
Ah, a kidnapping, he mused. So inefficient. Why not just use corporate espionage?
The masked men were struggling to bundle the surprisingly resistant woman into their SUV. They were making a lot of noise and drawing too much attention.
Li Tianyi leaned out of his vintage car, calmly addressing the nearest masked thug, who looked like a nervous extra.
"Excuse me," Li Tianyi called out, his voice polite but firm. "I must insist that you move your vehicle. You're blocking the road, and I am trying to enjoy my morning drive. Your lack of logistical planning is highly offensive."
The masked thug froze, staring at the impeccably dressed man in the vintage car, who was criticizing his kidnapping technique. The crude chaos had just run into the impenetrable wall of Draconis wealth and elegance. Li Tianyi knew he wouldn't be kidnapped—his Shadow Contingent had already initiated emergency protocols—but he certainly wasn't going to tolerate the traffic jam.