The shareholder had known from the start that people like them were different from ordinary tycoons and prominent families.
If they wished, they could easily decide the survival or destruction of other peoples, planets, or even entire industries.
Their assets were managed differently from those of ordinary people, too. From the moment their children were born, the family established trust funds for them, managed by professional institutions the family had set up.
The elders' requirements varied.
Some required their children to attend and graduate from a particular university.
Others required their children to have a certain number of children of their own before a given age.
Only after meeting the predetermined conditions could the children receive monthly payments from the funds.
The shareholder had heard that some people, unwilling to let their descendants coast through life, deliberately laid down rules.
The monthly trust allowance depended on the children's salaries.
They could only withdraw as much money as they earned in Credits.
Even if their parents had put tens of billions into the trust, they still had to dutifully go out and work.
The shareholder's family was no exception. They held a particularly unusual pool of assets, most of which consisted of priceless antique jewelry.
The condition set by their predecessors was to win over a certain man.
The shareholder had been chosen as the family's heir early on and had no need to compete with his siblings, so he had never given those assets much thought.
He vaguely remembered that the man was a high-ranking Xianzhou official, and very old.
The shareholder could understand the women's choice.
Who wouldn't want to establish ties with the Xianzhou?
Was there any bond closer than marriage and blood?
Of course, understanding was one thing...
The shareholder just wanted to say, *Fine, you all