My seniority is extraordinary: I was only eight years old when the whole village came to wish me a H

On the tarmac, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom was already quietly waiting.

When the driver saw Wu Jingxing and Lin Wei get off the plane, he immediately went up and opened the car door for them.

"Young Master Jingxing, Miss Lin, welcome home."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Fu." Wu Jingxing smiled and nodded to the driver, who was over sixty years old but still very energetic.

The two got into the car, and the Rolls-Royce silently glided into the night, speeding towards Wujia Village.

The atmosphere inside the car was somewhat quiet.

Lin Wei leaned on Wu Jingxing's shoulder, watching the unfamiliar night view rushing past the window, and the tension and unease in her heart quietly surged up once again.

She could sense that as the car got closer to the legendary "Wu Family Village," Wu Jingxing's gentle and refined temperament was undergoing a subtle change.

He became more composed and more reserved.

"Jingxing," Lin Wei couldn't help but speak softly, breaking the silence in the car.

"Hmm?" Wu Jingxing turned his head and looked at her gently.

"Could you...tell me more about your young master?"

Lin Wei's eyes were filled with intense curiosity.

"I still find it somewhat...unbelievable."

"How could an eight-year-old child... how could he become the pillar of your entire family?"

Wu Jingxing did not answer her question immediately.

He paused for a moment, as if organizing his thoughts.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth, his voice carrying an incomparably solemn tone, completely different from his usual gentle manner.

"Weiwei, I know this is indeed hard for outsiders to understand."

"But in our Wu Family Village, the existence of the young master is the rule, the belief that all Wu descendants must unconditionally obey."

"This is not only because he is the oldest living member of the Wu family."

"More importantly, it's because..."

Wu Jingxing's gaze deepened, as if he were lost in some distant memory.

"It's because he possesses unparalleled wisdom that none of us can match, and the aura of a ruler who reigns supreme."

"Wisdom? Courage?" Lin Wei asked, puzzled. "He...he's only eight years old."

"Yes, he's only eight years old." A bitter smile, full of emotion and awe, appeared on Wu Jingxing's face.

"But sometimes I even feel that we so-called powerful adults in the outside world are more like immature children in front of him."

Seeing the still-questioning look in Lin Wei's eyes, he decided to tell her a story he had personally experienced.

"Do you still remember the financial tsunami that swept in three years ago?" Wu Jingxing asked.

Lin Wei nodded.

She certainly remembered the financial tsunami triggered by the subprime mortgage crisis on Wall Street.

At the time, she and Wu Jingxing were both studying at Harvard University.

She witnessed countless financial institutions collapse overnight.

Countless billionaires became penniless within just a few days, some even ending up on rooftops.

That was a real apocalypse.

"At that time, our Wu Foundation also suffered an unprecedented and enormous shock on Wall Street."

Wu Jingxing's voice became low and deep.

"Several of our investment banks and hedge funds are on the verge of bankruptcy because they hold large amounts of toxic assets."

"Our Wu family's entire financial chain with the Western Group could break at any time."

"My father, and all the leaders in our family on Wall Street, were extremely anxious and helpless."

"They held countless emergency meetings and tried countless methods, but none of them could reverse the avalanche-like decline."

"At the time, everyone thought that our Wu family's financial empire, which had been operating overseas for over a hundred years, was about to collapse completely."

When Wu Jingxing recounted this past event, a trace of lingering fear still remained on his face.

Lin Wei listened quietly; she could imagine how critical the situation must have been.

"Just when everyone was in despair."

Wu Jingxing suddenly changed the subject.

"It's the young master."

He was only five years old at the time.

"He showed us a way out that none of us had ever thought of, with just one video call from overseas."

"Five years old?" Lin Wei's eyes widened instantly.

She couldn't imagine how a five-year-old child could possibly solve a world-class crisis that even the top financial giants on Wall Street couldn't handle.

"What did he say?" she couldn't help but ask.

A look of almost divine reverence appeared on Wu Jingxing's face.

This was an expression she had never seen before.

"He only said two sentences to my father at the time."

"Sacrifice the pawn to save the king, and cut off the fuel supply at the root."

Then he added one more sentence.

"There is opportunity in crisis, and construction can only begin after destruction."

Lin Wei silently pondered these sixteen words in her heart, her eyes filled with endless shock.

Although she wasn't a finance major, she could still sense the immense courage and wisdom behind those sixteen characters—the spirit of facing death to find a way out and the idea of ​​breaking down the old to build the new!

Is this really something a five-year-old child could say?

"At that time, my father and the others were all stunned when they heard the sixteen words from the young master."

Wu Jingxing continued.

But they didn't hesitate at all.

"Immediately, begin the operation according to the young master's instructions."

"With the determination of a warrior cutting off his own arm, they voluntarily applied to have our investment banks, which were already rotten to the core, directly bankrupt and liquidated."

"Then, as quickly as possible, we will pack up and transfer the valuable assets we still possess."

"At the same time, they used the most core and most secretive reserve fund of our Wu Foundation, going against the tide when everyone was frantically selling out of panic, and frantically buying at the lowest point of the market!"

"They acquired stocks of technology companies, energy companies, and real economy companies that were severely undervalued due to the financial crisis."

As Wu Jingxing spoke, his voice became tinged with barely suppressed excitement.

"You know what happened next."

"The financial tsunami gradually subsided thanks to the joint efforts of governments around the world to rescue the market."

"And our Wu family not only did not fall in that tsunami."

"On the contrary, because we bought up those high-quality assets that recovered quickly after the crisis, our family's wealth accumulated in Western markets tripled in just one year!"

"We became the sole and biggest winner of that financial tsunami."

After Wu Jingxing finished speaking, the entire carriage fell into a long, deathly silence once again.

Lin Wei stared blankly at Wu Jingxing, feeling as if her brain had completely stopped functioning.

She couldn't imagine how magnificent and thrilling it was as a business war.

She couldn't even imagine that the one who strategized, won battles from afar, and ultimately led the entire family to victory in this war was just a five-year-old child thousands of miles away.

This goes beyond mere wisdom and courage.

This is simply a miracle!

The Rolls-Royce drove smoothly through the quiet night.

Outside the car window, the city lights gradually thinned out, replaced by the outlines of rolling, dark mountains.

Inside the carriage, Lin Wei was still deeply moved by the story Wu Jingxing had just told, unable to recover for a long time.

Five years old.

Financial tsunami.

Their wealth tripled.

These words kept swirling, combining, and then shattering in her mind.

She felt as if she were listening to an absurd myth.

The person who told this story was the man she trusted and loved most.

She knew that every word he said was true.

"Weiwei, I know this sounds incredible," Wu Jingxing said softly, looking at her distraught appearance.

"But this is our young master."

"An existence that you can never fathom using common sense."

"He is like a wise man who has lived for thousands of years, sealed in the body of a child."

"Although this statement sounds fantastical, like something out of a novel, I think it's also a kind of affirmation of the young master; he's incredibly strong."

"His vision, his perspective, and his wisdom have long surpassed all of ours."

Lin Wei swallowed hard.

She looked at Wu Jingxing, her voice trembling slightly, without her even realizing it.

"Then...then him..."

"What is he usually like?"

"Will he laugh? Will he cry? Will he play with toys and watch cartoons like a normal child?"

She tried to sketch out the true appearance of the mysterious child from some details of life.

Wu Jingxing was taken aback when he heard her question.

Then a complex, bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Playing with toys? Watching cartoons?"

He shook his head.

"I have never seen him do these things."

"The thing he does most every day is read books."

"Various kinds of ancient books and collections that we can't even understand."

"Or he had to deal with all sorts of documents and reports about the family business that came to him from all over the world."

"He sleeps even less each day than my father."

As Wu Jingxing spoke, a hint of indescribable heartache crept into his voice.

"He's living a life that's too tiring."

"The burden he carries is far too heavy."

"Sometimes, I even feel that all the people in our Wu family village combined don't have as hard a life as he has."

As Lin Wei listened to Wu Jingxing's words, a feeling of bitterness and heartache inexplicably welled up in her heart.

In her mind, the image of the "Young Master," who was originally high above and like a god, suddenly became more three-dimensional at this moment.

It also became somewhat heartbreaking.

He possessed everything in the world.

But he never had a childhood of his own.

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(A long chapter of 3,000 words!)