The Great Sage Returns from Ten Years of Imprisonment

The person who turned to greet Ling Yun was actually his graduate advisor.

This is a well-known financial expert in China, just over fifty years old, in the prime of his life.

At this time, he was only well-known domestically, not yet a top financial expert, so he was seated here.

If everything follows the trajectory of his previous life, in another twelve or thirteen years, his seat will be moved to about the front six rows.

Ling Yun was also somewhat surprised to see that his graduate advisor was here as well.

But he quickly realized what was happening and stood up to greet the teacher.

"Hello, Professor Xu, it's been a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence! You look radiant and full of joy."

As he spoke, he leaned forward and extended both hands to shake hands with the other person.

Professor Xu was just to his side and slightly in front of him, with only one person between them, so shaking hands was no problem.

As they shook hands, Professor Xu couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hello, Ling Yun, you're still as good with words as ever, always flattering people, and your conversation skills are getting better and better!"

"It's been over a year since we last met. Who would have thought we'd meet again here? I've been working for thirty years before I even qualified to participate in this conference. You've only been out of school for a few years, and it's obvious you've achieved remarkable things in the past year."

"Tell me, what major things have you accomplished in the past year or so? By the way, someone specifically sought me out to inquire about your situation a while ago. Among those who accompanied me were a deputy director of the Municipal State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission and a member of the Municipal Party Committee..."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yun quickly interrupted.

"The meeting is about to start, Professor Xu. There are some topics that are not convenient to discuss here. Let's have a proper get-together after this meeting."

"I'll treat you to some of the finest cuisine in the capital. I remember it very well; you're a true connoisseur. You can choose any hotel or restaurant you like."

Professor Xu quickly realized what he meant after hearing his words.

Just as Ling Yun said, there were some things that were indeed inconvenient to say here, and he then smiled and nodded.

"You're right, Lingyun. Let's have a meeting first, and then we can have a proper get-together after the meeting. I really want to try some of the delicacies of Beijing."

"Alright, you'll definitely get what you want. Leave the rest to me."

Ling Yun smiled and nodded.

Then, Professor Xu turned his head and looked at the stage in front of him.

At this moment, his expression appeared calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

As a financial expert, he has extensive connections in Shanghai's financial circles, and his students are spread throughout the city's financial sector.

Before this, he had heard some things about Lingyun.

He knew that the graduate student he had mentored was quite capable, with solid professional knowledge and skills, but was also an extremely restless individual.

Just a few months ago, this guy caused a huge stir in Shanghai's financial circles, sending many of his peers to prison and making them cry behind bars, and also helping the authorities uncover many commercial spies.

I heard that this guy did a lot of other things and made a fortune, but he was vague about what exactly he did and how much money he made.

It seems that everything about him on the internet has been suppressed by some mysterious force and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Since then, Professor Xu has never heard any news about Ling Yun again.

But he never expected to run into Ling Yun at the National Financial Work Conference.

This wasn't Professor Xu's first time attending a conference of this level, and he was very clear about what it meant to be able to attend this conference and sit in this position.

As he said before, he had worked hard for thirty years, step by step, and now he had the opportunity to sit in this position and participate in this meeting.

Ling Yun graduated with a master's degree only two or three years ago. How could he have reached such a height? Unless he made an exceptionally outstanding contribution!

Thinking of this, Professor Xu couldn't help but feel a little envious.

As Lingyun's graduate advisor, he also felt a sense of pride!

Looking at Ling Yun again, he had already sat back down in his seat. He then opened his briefcase and took out paper, pen, meeting manuals, and other items, preparing for the meeting.

The next moment, he suddenly picked up the nameplate on the table and looked at his own name on it.

His gesture wasn't for confirmation, but rather an unintentional display of power.

This is the National Financial Work Conference. At his age, to be able to attend this conference and secretly play an important role, it would be strange if he wasn't proud!

As he put the nameplate back in its place, the "Welcome March" suddenly began to play. The music was solemn, grand, rhythmic, and full of enthusiasm.

As this march began, it meant the meeting would soon commence.

Just a moment later, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Good morning, Lingyun. I didn't expect you to be seated here too. That's too far back!"

The person who greeted Lingyun was Mr. Xie, the investment director of China Aviation Oil.

Besides General Manager Xie, there were several other heads of investment departments from various airlines sitting in the row behind Ling Yun.

Most of them knew Ling Yun and knew how amazing he was.

When Ling Yun turned to look at them, they all raised their hands, ready to greet him.

Fortunately, Ling Yun reacted quickly, raising his hand and pressing it down to signal everyone to keep a low profile.

Immediately afterwards, he smiled and nodded to President Xie in greeting.

"Good morning, Mr. Xie. There's nothing wrong with where I sit during the meeting; I'll just sit wherever the leadership arranges."

"The meeting is about to start. We can talk about it afterward. There's plenty of time. It's not really convenient to talk here."

Mr. Xie and his team immediately realized what he meant by "it's inconvenient".

As the investment director of China Aviation Oil and a member of the joint investment team's decision-making body, he knew better than anyone that everything concerning Lingyun had to be kept strictly confidential!

This is true at CIC headquarters and other relatively public occasions, and naturally it will be the same in this venue.

Having understood this, President Xie immediately nodded.

"I understand, let's talk again later."

"That would be perfect."

Ling Yun smiled and nodded in agreement.

After speaking, he turned back, sat up straight, and looked at the rostrum in front of him.

Mr. Xie and the others exchanged a glance, smiled slightly, and sat down one after another, preparing to start the meeting.

This time, no one greeted Lingyun proactively; everyone was preparing and waiting for the meeting to begin.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the National Financial Work Conference began on time.

As the meeting began, several SZs walked up to the stage with smiles on their faces and headed to their seats.

All the representatives present, including Ling Yun, stood up, applauded, and looked at the SZ representatives on the stage.

In the blink of an eye, it was already 11:30.

After the morning's agenda concluded, everyone got up to pack their belongings and prepare to leave the venue for lunch at the designated restaurant.

Ling Yun quickly packed his things, then sat calmly in his chair, showing no intention of leaving.

Just then, Professor Xu in the front row and President Xie in the back row greeted him simultaneously.

"Let's go together, Lingyun. We can chat while we have lunch."

The others who came to the meeting with Professor Xu and President Xie all looked at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun stood up from his chair, smiled, and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Professor Xu, Mr. Xie, I have something to attend to and can't have lunch with you. We can do it another time!"

Upon hearing this, President Xie suddenly realized.

He was well aware of just how high the level of influence Ling Yun had reached; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it reached the highest levels of government.

Unlike him, Professor Xu was completely baffled.

Before Professor Xu and President Xie could respond, an office staff member suddenly approached and whispered to Ling Yun:

"Excuse me, Comrade Lingyun, please come with me. SZ is waiting for you in the lounge."

"OK"

Ling Yun immediately picked up his briefcase, got out of his seat, and followed the office staff member toward the podium.

Before leaving, he smiled and nodded to Professor Xu and President Xie.

At this moment, their reactions were completely different.

Mr. Xie and the others were filled with envy, but Professor Xu was dumbfounded, his eyes wide with disbelief!