The Great Sage Returns from Ten Years of Imprisonment

Around 1 p.m., the weather became increasingly hot.

The two guys who went to Yuanda Futures to gather information returned empty-handed and disappointed to Goldman Sachs' Shanghai branch.

Upon returning to the company, the blond, blue-eyed foreign executive went straight to the general manager's office.

After greeting everyone upon entering, he began to report the situation with a dejected expression.

"Anthony, we haven't gotten any valuable information from Yuanda Futures."

"The company is well-organized and everything is running smoothly; nobody is talking about making eight or nine hundred million dollars in the international crude oil futures market."

"We specifically sought out their investment director to subtly inquire about the situation, but this guy was as tight-lipped as if he had steel bars on his mouth; he didn't utter a single useful word..."

Anthony, sitting in the leather seat, instantly frowned.

"How is that possible? Did the New York headquarters get the wrong target?"

He paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up as if he had suddenly figured something out.

"I understand. This must be a secret operation by Yuanda Group. There are definitely very few people inside the group who know about it, and ordinary employees are completely unaware of it."

"Goldman Sachs frequently conducts similar covert operations, each one highly targeted. This is getting more and more interesting!"

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the window, looking at the bustling street scene outside.

After a moment's thought, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"It's alright. As long as we keep a close eye on those five futures accounts and investigate thoroughly, I don't believe we can't uncover this mysterious mastermind hiding behind the scenes."

Anthony had no idea when he said those words.

The mysterious expert he had painstakingly searched for had just placed his resignation on the HR manager's desk, preparing to leave Yuanda Group and Shanghai.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The rooftop restaurant of the Shangri-La Hotel in Pudong.

The elegant sound of violins flowed like water, adorning the entire restaurant with romance and charm.

Li Wen stood at a riverside dining table, her fingertips lightly tracing the embroidered tablecloth, her gaze sweeping across the Huangpu River and the Bund outside the window, as well as the bustling Lujiazui.

Then the conversation returned to Ling Yun on the other side, with a hint of awkwardness creeping into his movements and tone.

"Why did you choose such a luxurious restaurant? Are you trying to ruin your life? Even if you have money, you can't be this extravagant!"

Ling Yun chuckled softly and pointed to the seat opposite him.

"Sit down and talk. Didn't you always tell me you wanted to have a fancy meal at the most upscale French restaurant in Shanghai?"

"I'm flying back to Beijing this afternoon. Before I leave, I'll grant you this wish as a way of making up for a regret!"

Li Wen's eyes instantly reddened, and she quickly lowered her head to hide it.

He then pulled out the luxurious Baroque-style carved chair and sat down sideways.

Then he sat up straight and looked at Ling Yun opposite him.

"I just said it casually at the time, I didn't expect you to remember it, it's just a pity that we've already broken up..."

As she spoke the last few words, her nose suddenly stung, and her voice choked with emotion.

He quickly turned his head to look at the Bund in the distance.

"The scenery here is truly beautiful; it's no wonder it's one of the best French restaurants in Shanghai."

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress her surging emotions, and changed the subject.

"By the way, if you go back to Beijing, what will happen to that apartment in Jinhua Garden and its belongings?"

"The lease still has three months left, right? Do you want me to help you with that?"

Ling Yun smiled and shook his head, his tone very relaxed.

"No need. I cancelled the lease three days ago. The landlord refunded two months' rent plus the deposit, but deducted one month's rent as a penalty for breach of contract!"

"As for the things in the house, most of them were thrown away or left with the landlord, and a small portion were packed up and sent to Beijing by courier."

"I've been staying in Shangri-La for the past three days, so it's easy to leave; I can just pack my bags and go..."

As they were talking, the waiter approached, bowed, and asked:

"Excuse me, sir/madam, may I order now?"

Ling Yun nodded, picked up the menu, and started ordering food with Li Wen.

They ordered several traditional and classic French dishes, plus a bottle of Mouton Rothschild red wine that Lingyun had already ordered and let rest for more than forty minutes.

After ordering, the waiter took the menu and left.

Silence fell over the dining table.

Ling Yun smiled at Li Wen, but she turned to look out the window, her nose twitching, clearly indicating intense emotional turmoil.

After a long silence, Li Wen finally broke it.

"Isn't this a bit too extravagant? Not only are you staying in a five-star hotel, but you also ordered a bottle of Mouton Rothschild red wine that costs over 30,000 yuan!"

"I know you've made a lot of money in the stock market, but you can't be so extravagant. Are you planning to buy a house when you get back? You'd better be more frugal."

"Housing prices in Beijing are even higher than in Shanghai. With the little money you earn, you'd probably barely be able to buy a house..."

Ling Yun smiled and shook his head, interrupting her.

"This is all small change, it won't stop me from buying a house in Beijing. I have more than enough money."

At this point, he suddenly changed the subject.

"Let's not talk about me anymore, let's talk about you. When is your family planning to immigrate to Canada? Once you're there, please take good care of yourself and protect yourself."

"If you're not doing well out there, or even if you can't make it in the world, remember to come back. Don't worry about saving face. You can come to Beijing instead of Shanghai."

"I know an idiot named Donut who went to the US illegally with high hopes, and now he's begging on the streets of Los Angeles. He even lost an eye to a homeless rival..."

Li Wen fell silent again, turned to look out the window, and her shoulders trembled even more violently.

Seeing this, Ling Yun immediately shut up and stopped provoking her.

The table fell silent, save for the melodious violin music and faint sobs.

After a while, Li Wen suddenly choked up and whispered:

"Thank you for your concern, but I've had a complete falling out with my parents and moved out a few days ago. I'm temporarily staying at a good friend's house!"

"They want to sell their house and immigrate to Canada; that's their choice and their freedom. I won't go with them."

Ling Yun's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh.

"That's wonderful, Wenwen. I'm sure this is absolutely the best decision you've ever made in your life, without a doubt."

"As long as you stay in Shanghai, you will witness firsthand how our country has soared to new heights, and how the West is nothing but a bunch of worthless idiots..."

As they were talking, two waiters pushed a food cart closer.

"Sir, Madam, these are your appetizers: smoked three-flavor fish toast, Saint-Jacques cucumber, and a 82 Mouton Rothschild red wine, which has been decanted."

As they spoke, they began to serve the dishes.

Ling Yun stopped talking again and nodded to the two waiters.

Looking at Li Wen again, she was still gazing out the window, but her shoulders were no longer trembling.

An hour and a half later, this seemingly luxurious and sumptuous French meal, which was full of emotional appeal but was actually pretentious and affected, finally came to an end.

As soon as they stepped out of the restaurant, Ling Yun stopped and turned to look at Li Wen intently.

"Remember this, Wenwen: as long as you're in China, and as long as it has nothing to do with your parents, you can contact me anytime you encounter any trouble."

"I will do my best to help within my capabilities. You can call my mobile phone when needed; the number will remain the same."

Li Wen was stunned. She wiped her reddened eyes and nodded, choking back tears.

"Okay, thank you for your concern. I shouldn't encounter any major trouble."

"I won't give you the 'friend zone' card. What time is your flight? I'll see you off at the airport."

Ling Yun smiled and shook his head.

"No need, Zhou Hua and the others will take me to the airport. We have some things to talk about on the way."

"Your parents caused a scene at your company before, and they all know that. It would be awkward for you to meet them, so this is to avoid making them feel uncomfortable."

After they finished talking, they walked together toward the elevator.

As they entered the elevator lobby, an elevator arrived at their floor, so they stepped inside and went downstairs.

About half an hour later, Ling Yun, carrying a backpack and pushing two large suitcases, walked out of the hotel and headed to Pudong Airport.

He saw it as soon as he stepped out the door.

A brand-new BMW X5, a flashy black Porsche 911, and an equally brand-new Range Rover were parked in front of the hotel, quite eye-catching.

Zhou Hua and Zhang Yuntian, wearing sunglasses and dressed smartly, stood next to their respective new cars, looking incredibly smug.

Attorney Zhang and General Manager Chen were much more low-key, standing with smiles on their faces next to the Range Rover.

Upon seeing Ling Yun emerge, Zhou Hua and the others immediately came to greet him.

Then he took his suitcase and they walked together toward Zhang Yuntian's Range Rover.

After greeting Attorney Zhang and General Manager Chen, everyone got into the car one after another.

The three luxury cars then started and headed straight for Pudong Airport.

Watching the three luxury cars speed away, Li Wen, standing behind a flower bed not far away, was completely stunned!

He has more than enough money to buy a house in Beijing? Did this guy suddenly become rich overnight?