The Pyramid Group, a powerful commercial empire among the world's top 500 companies, engages in a multitude of profitable industries. Wherever there is money to be made, the presence of the Pyramid Group is felt. In the business world, its leader, Jin Qiming, is nothing short of a legend.

Headquartered in Binhai, the Pyramid Group boasts an unimaginably luxurious office building. True to its name, the building shines like gold and is pyramid-shaped, standing thirty-three stories tall, symbolizing the thirty-three heavens. It is a landmark of the international metropolis of Binhai.

The Pyramid Tower is usually bustling with activity, but today, a black convertible sports car parked at the base of the building attracted attention. Inside the car was a seemingly flamboyant young man, a wicked smile playing at the corners of his mouth beneath large sunglasses. His smirk hinted at an unruly arrogance that was hard to hide.

With a loud bang, the young man shut the car door and shielded his eyes from the sun, chuckling, "The Pyramid Group, certainly wealthy!"

This young man was none other than Jun Haotian. His strikingly handsome face, defined lines, and tall, slender figure were complemented by an expensive blue T-shirt and white casual pants. His wicked smile made him look almost like a movie star.

The combination of a luxury car and a handsome man quickly drew the attention of many women.

Jun Haotian didn't hurry inside. Instead, he struck a cool and devilish pose, leaning casually against his car. Behind his sunglasses, his eyes scanned the professional women passing by, muttering to himself, "Even the women they hire have great figures!"

However, his presence also attracted the notice of the building's security, who were less than pleased by his ostentatious display. A security guard, clearly annoyed, approached and said, "Sir, this is the Pyramid Group's building. How can I help you? If you have no business here, please leave. This is a workplace, and you're disrupting our operations."

Jun Haotian's smile turned enigmatic, exuding both charm and danger. This was one reason people would later call him the Demon Emperor of Time and Space.

With a haughty tone, he replied, "I'm here to see someone."

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In Binhai, a city teeming with wealthy heirs, few were as brazen as to refer to themselves as "this young master," which only further lowered the guard's opinion of him.

"Who are you looking for?" the guard asked, trying to remain polite but failing to hide his disdain.

Jun Haotian lifted his sunglasses slightly, "I'm here to see Jin Qiming."

The guard was taken aback, inwardly mocking, "You think you can just see our chairman without an appointment? Do you have one?"

"Appointments? This young master needs no appointments," Jun Haotian replied arrogantly.

"Without an appointment, we can't let you in. Please leave," the guard insisted.

Their exchange had drawn a crowd, with some women speculating that Jun Haotian might be a member of the Pyramid Group, possibly even the rumored heir. Meanwhile, most men scoffed at his audacity, mentally noting that showing off in front of the Pyramid Group was asking for trouble.

Ignoring the guard, Jun Haotian leaned against his car, playing with his phone. Infuriated, the guard barked, "Sir, did you hear me? If you don't leave, I'll have to remove you!"

"Do as you please," Jun Haotian responded dismissively.

"You have no respect for rules," the guard fumed.

Jun Haotian remained indifferent, seemingly oblivious. At that moment, the doors of the Pyramid Group opened, and a group of people emerged, surrounding a young man. The man, wearing elegant gold-framed glasses, exuded an air of superiority.

"Captain Zhang, what's going on here?" he asked.

The guard quickly adjusted his demeanor, "Manager Hua, this gentleman insists on seeing the chairman without an appointment. I've asked him to leave, but he refuses."

Manager Hua looked Jun Haotian up and down, a sneer forming on his lips. "Do you think you can meet our chairman? Get lost."

"Yeah, get lost. This isn't a place for playboys. No employee of the Pyramid Group would be interested in a good-for-nothing like you!" the guard added, emboldened by Hua's support.

"A dog dares to bark at this young master? You need a lesson," Jun Haotian muttered, his eyes narrowing. Beneath his sunglasses, his eyes seemed to emit a strange power. The guard suddenly felt dizzy and, to everyone's shock, vanished, only to reappear partially embedded in the building's concrete wall, flailing and screaming for help.

This was one of the space abilities Jun Haotian had honed over the past two months, a favorite for dealing with troublesome people.

Terrified, Manager Hua stepped back, stammering, "What did you do? What kind of sorcery is this?"

Ignoring Hua, Jun Haotian made a call. An elderly voice answered, "Who is this?"

"Uncle Ren? It's Jun Haotian."

The voice on the other end instantly became excited, "Ah, Young Master Jun! Where are you? The chairman is waiting for you."

"Uncle Ren, I'm at the base of the Pyramid Group, but it seems your security isn't too welcoming."

"Please wait, Young Master Jun. I'll come down immediately!" the voice said hastily.

Hearing this, Manager Hua was stunned. He knew Uncle Ren's status within the group. His heart sank as he realized they had crossed a formidable figure.