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"What did you say?! Our venture capital parent company was just forcibly acquired by the Shen conglomerate?!"

The sharp, piercing sound exploded in the air above the Black Diamond Café.

Ye Qingcheng's phone slammed onto the table with a "thud," and the screen went dark instantly.

Brown coffee dripped down the expensive Hermès bag.

A glaring stain was smashed onto the smooth marble floor tiles.

She sat motionless in the chair, like a sculpture whose soul had been drained.

His pupils trembled violently as he stared intently at Chen Yuan opposite him.

The roar of the old boss from headquarters on the phone was still echoing in her ears.

That's Sequoia Capital's Asia-Pacific parent company, valued at tens of billions.

Without a word, it was forcibly swallowed up by a terrifying flow of funds in just a few minutes.

In Jianghai City, there is no one with such resources, such financial strength, and such domineering behavior.

Only the Shen family, a rumored ruthless and cold-blooded conglomerate with hundreds of billions in assets.

Ye Qingcheng shifted her gaze from Chen Yuan's calm and composed face.

He turned to look down at the three bulletproof Maybachs surrounded by bodyguards in black.

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck my mind.

She understood everything.

What housekeeper? What cooking, serving tea and water?

The man in front of me is definitely the elusive heir behind the Shen Group!

I had just been delusional enough to think I could earn tens of millions a year.

To recruit a living Yama who can mobilize hundreds of billions of dollars at will?

She even recklessly tried to touch his cup!

Fine beads of cold sweat instantly covered Ye Qingcheng's back.

The silk shirt underneath was soaked through, clinging to the skin and sending a chill through me.

The bright red lipstick on his lips looked ridiculous and glaring at that moment.

"Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen..."

She swallowed hard, her voice trembling like a leaf falling in the autumn wind.

"I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. Please forgive my offense..."

Chen Yuan didn't give her a chance to finish speaking.

Faced with this self-righteous woman, he felt that even half a word of explanation was superfluous.

With her well-defined fingers, she picked up the half-empty iced Americano from the table.

The ice cubes struck the side of the glass with a crisp sound.

He stood up and smoothed out a wrinkle on his suit jacket.

He turned and walked towards the stairwell.

His steps were steady, and he didn't look back at the mess.

Ye Qingcheng's legs went weak, and she collapsed completely into the booth.

She gripped her hair tightly with both hands, making a mess of her elegant updo.

She was aware of her career path in the financial sector of Jianghai City.

This has come to a complete end today.

Outside the IFC building, the sun was blocked by thick clouds.

A cold wind carrying raindrops blew up.

Chen Yuan just stepped out of the revolving glass door.

The dozens of black-clad bodyguards standing at the bottom of the steps immediately bowed in unison.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, without making a single sound.

The lead bodyguard strode forward and respectfully opened the heavy door of the middle Maybach.

Chen Yuan bent down and sat down in the carriage.

boom.

The car door closed, completely shutting out all the noise and rain from the outside world.

The interior of the carriage was as spacious as a small, luxurious living room.

But the air pressure was frighteningly low.

Even the air was filled with a tense feeling of guilt.

Chen Yuan leaned back in the soft leather chair and turned his head.

My gaze fell on the innermost corner of the carriage.

Shen Wanzhou was huddled there.

Her oversized hooded sweatshirt covered her completely.

The hood was pulled down low, and the black mask almost completely covered his face.

Only her peach blossom eyes were visible.

At this moment, those eyes were darting around frantically, not daring to look at Chen Yuan.

She hugged her knees with both hands, curling herself into a small ball.

It looks just like a cat that just scratched the sofa and is now hiding in a corner, afraid of its owner getting angry.

Chen Yuan remained silent.

He slowly took a sip of his iced Americano.

The icy liquid slid down my throat.

The tiny swallowing sound, however faint, sounded like a drumbeat to Shen Wanzhou.

Her shoulders twitched almost imperceptibly.

Her slender, white fingers gripped the edge of the pillow tightly.

His knuckles had turned bluish-white, and even his fingernails had scratched marks on the carpet.

I just saw that woman with red lips approach Chen Yuan on the surveillance footage.

In a moment of impulsiveness, she spent tens of billions to buy the other party's company.

It was indeed very satisfying to declare sovereignty.

Even the tightness in my chest dissipated.

But now Chen Yuan is sitting in the car.

Her social anxiety and guilt surged up like a tide again.

Did I go too far?

He's a butler, not his personal property.

Will he be angry if I forcibly cut off someone else's romantic prospects?

What if he gets angry and drives off?

What should I do if I never go back to the manor to make sweet and sour pork ribs for myself again?

The thought of the microwave in the kitchen never turning on again is unbearable.

Shen Wanzhou's eyes instantly reddened.

My nose is sore and my vision is blurry.

She bit her lower lip and tentatively lifted her face a little off her knees.

He let out a soft groan through his mask.

It was like trying to please someone, or like admitting a mistake.

Chen Yuan looked at her, seeing how utterly timid she was.

The helplessness in my heart had long since turned into warm indulgence.

The coldness and sternness he displayed upstairs just moments ago had vanished completely.

His gaze shifted downwards.

I inadvertently caught a glimpse of the military-grade tablet that Shen Wanzhou had placed on her lap.

The screen was still on, and the brightness was very high.

The image above shows the confirmation receipt for Sequoia Capital's acquisition.

Below the receipt is the asset flow page, which is the highest level of authority for the Shen family conglomerate.

The document clearly lists Shen Wanzhou's personal cash flow that can be readily accessed.

A long string of zeros, so dazzling it makes your eyes dizzy.

Chen Yuan's gaze lingered on those numbers for two seconds.

The scene from half an hour ago automatically popped into my mind.

He had just settled the balance of his offshore account in the coffee shop upstairs.

The stock of Green Vine Pharmaceutical experienced a surge with consecutive limit-up days.

In addition, he used leverage to short the Lin Group and embezzled a huge amount of funds.

The two sets of enormous numbers were quickly compared in my mind.

After making the comparison, Chen Yuan fell into a long silence.

The atmosphere became somewhat quiet.

He placed the coffee cup in the solid wood cup holder next to him.

He leaned back slightly, his deep eyes looking at the roof of the car.

Shen Wanzhou saw that he didn't speak.

I thought he was really angry.

Startled, she quickly loosened her grip on the pillow.

He gripped the hem of his hoodie with both hands, his palms covered in slippery, cold sweat.

She wanted to explain.

But it felt like there was a wad of cotton stuck in my throat, and I couldn't squeeze out a single word.

They could only watch Chen Yuan helplessly.

Like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.

As Chen Yuan looked at the frightened ostrich, the sense of absurdity in his heart grew stronger.

At this moment, he holds the cash flow in his hands.

This is even more surprising than the female billionaire who casually spent hundreds of billions out of jealousy.

It will be more than double.

He originally wanted to find a quiet place to take a paid vacation.

While I'm at it, I can also enjoy a meal of free food without having to put up with anything.

As a result, while eating...

As the housekeeper, he had quietly and effortlessly surpassed his boss in terms of financial resources.

This guy's living off a woman is really making me feel a little guilty.

The Maybach smoothly entered the main road.

The sound insulation inside the carriage is impeccable.

The only sound was the faint noise of tires rolling over the asphalt road.

The street scene outside the window rushed past, turning into blurry light and shadow.

Shen Wanzhou waited for a long time.

Before Chen Yuan could get angry, or before he could slam the door and leave, they witnessed the scene unfold.

My tense nerves relaxed a little.

She was very bold.

She moved her body a dozen centimeters closer to Chen Yuan.

The distance between the two was halved.

She could smell the clean, refreshing scent of soap on Chen Yuan.

It has a faint hint of coffee bitterness.

Shen Wanzhou held up one finger.

He cautiously reached out.

She gently poked the cuff of Chen Yuan's suit jacket.

I wanted to pull it back immediately after I poked it.

Chen Yuan reacted even faster than her.

He flipped his wrist, not grabbing her hand.

He simply used the back of his finger to gently block her retreat.

Through a thin layer of fabric.

Shen Wanzhou felt as if her fingertips were being electrocuted, burning hot.

She suddenly looked up and met Chen Yuan's smiling eyes.

"Is the acquisition process complete?" Chen Yuan asked casually, as if asking about the weather.

Shen Wanzhou nodded blankly.

A few stray hairs brushed against the edge of the mask as she moved, making her look somewhat adorable.

"It must have cost a lot of money, right?" Chen Yuan continued to ask.

Shen Wanzhou nodded hurriedly again.

I was afraid he would be upset about the money.

She quickly pulled out the phone she used for typing from her pocket.

He quickly typed a line of text, then presented it to Chen Yuan with both hands.

The screen displayed: "It's okay, I still have money, I can continue to pay salaries. If it's not enough, I'll sell the entire commercial street in Jianghai City."

Chen Yuan stared at the line of words on the screen that looked rather silly.

Then look at her, as if she's afraid she'll run away.

I finally couldn't resist.

His chest vibrated slightly, and his laughter was deep and pleasant.

This cat is fiercely possessive of its food.

Even if it means emptying the entire conglomerate, they still need to set aside money to pay his salary.

Chen Yuan rubbed his temples, looked at the female tycoon huddled up, and sighed: "Boss, if you keep spending money like this, I might have to pay your salary next month."