The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

The rear doors of the extended Hongqi were completely open.

Shen Nianqing stepped out of the car.

She wore a minimalist off-white trench coat, and her long hair was casually tied back.

She wasn't wearing any expensive jewelry, and her makeup was so light it was almost invisible.

But the moment her feet touched the ground, the group of big shots on the steps instantly sprang into action.

Ye Canghai was the first to greet them as they descended the steps.

His face was all wrinkled from laughing so hard.

Clench your fists together and press your back down slightly.

"Miss Shen, it's chilly at night, why are you going out dressed so lightly?"

He Yunting followed closely behind, taking very large strides, yet exuding an air of refinement.

"Good evening, Miss Shen. The security at the Peninsula Hotel is terrible. I just had my men deploy two hundred bodyguards to guard the street corner. Please feel free to attend the banquet."

Lei Zhen even pushed past the representative of the Li family from Hong Kong Island and strode over to him.

"Miss Shen! I, Lao Lei, am a rough man, not good with fancy words. Tonight, with just one word from you, anyone in Jiangcheng who dares to displease you, I'll have them drowned in the Yellow River!"

The twelve tycoons surrounded Shen Nianqing in the center, showing her concern and affection as if they were coaxing their most beloved daughter.

Shen Nianqing remained calm and composed, showing no sign of being flattered or flustered.

A gentle smile played on his lips as his gaze swept over the crowd.

"Mr. Ye, you're too kind. Mr. He, you've gone to so much trouble."

Shen Nianqing nodded slightly, her voice calm.

"It has been impolite of Nianqing to keep our elders waiting in the wind."

In the Hongqi sedan behind, Shen Xingzhou opened the car door.

The moment the CEO of the Shen Group touched the ground, his legs started spinning uncontrollably.

Gu Xingluo, wearing ten-centimeter high heels, gripped Shen Xingzhou's arm tightly.

The two of them, like two quails soaked in the rain, shuffled off the car, clinging to the door.

Looking at the group of big shots in front of me vying to flatter me, I felt that the worldview I had built up in the first half of my life had been completely shattered.

"Gu Xingluo, pinch me."

Shen Xingzhou lowered his voice, his teeth chattering.

"Why do I feel like I, the CEO of the Shen family, am not even qualified to be a waiter here?"

Gu Xinglu twisted Shen Xingzhou's arm half a turn with her fingers.

"Be more confident."

Gu Xinglu rolled her eyes, her voice even weaker than his.

"You're not fit to be a waiter; you're better off as a security guard at the gate."

In the last car, Chen Xiaoyu and Lin Keke crawled out carrying a bunch of equipment.

Chen Xiaoyu lowered her head, her fingers flying across the phone screen.

"Brother, today's scene was terrifying. When will you be done?"

The message was sent successfully, and Chen Xiaoyu put her phone back in her pocket.

Lin Keke, holding the stabilizer, nudged Chen Xiaoyu's lower back with her elbow.

"Xiaoyu, start a live stream! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Lin Keke's eyes lit up, and she whispered encouragingly.

"The entire internet is waiting for the sequel to the fifth betrothal gift. If we start broadcasting now, the viewership will absolutely explode!"

Chen Xiaoyu shrank back as she looked at the group of powerful figures around her whose aura could kill.

He swallowed hard and took two steps forward while holding the stabilizer.

"sister in law……"

Chen Xiaoyu spoke timidly, her voice barely audible.

"Can I...can I start a live stream?"

Wang Hai, standing atop the steps, nearly had his eyeballs pop out of their sockets.

He stared intently at Chen Xiaoyu, his mind raging.

Where did this girl come from? What kind of amazing situation is this?!

These tycoons are most sensitive about privacy; they'll chase away every fly within a 500-meter radius when they eat a meal.

You're trying to start a live stream with that crappy phone? Aren't you just pushing everyone into a fire pit?

Wang Hai's legs went weak, and he was about to step forward and say something to Chen Xiaoyu...

result.

"Broadcast! Broadcast whatever you want!"

He had a very loud voice and a smile like a kind neighbor.

"Miss Xiaoyu, right? Would you like me to hold the pole for you? I, Old Lei, am strong enough to hold it perfectly steady!"

He Yunting adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his tone extremely gentle.

"Miss Xiaoyu, do whatever you want, don't be restrained. If the live stream doesn't get enough traffic, I'll immediately have my people buy some trending topics to put on the list."

Ye Canghai turned to look at the bodyguard behind him, his face instantly darkening.

"Go and clear away those irrelevant people around, so that the noise doesn't affect Xiaoyu's live stream."

Wang Hai leaned against the doorpost, his chin slamming into his collarbone.

I think the world has gone mad.

Are these still the same group of living devils in the Chinese business world?

"No...no need, no need!"

Chen Xiaoyu was flattered and waved her hands repeatedly.

I mounted my phone on the stabilizer, took a deep breath, and pressed the start button.

Viewers who had been waiting in the background for a while flooded into the live stream room.

[First! First! It's finally airing!]

Where is the Celestial Master?! I want to see the Celestial Master!

[Little Rain, which hotel is this? Are they giving us a live stream of a fancy meal tonight?]

Has the sixth betrothal gift arrived yet?! I've been waiting forever!

[Please ask the Celestial Master if he needs a wife. I'd be willing to be his concubine!]

Chen Xiaoyu looked at the rapidly scrolling comments on the screen and pointed the camera at herself.

"Good evening, everyone. My brother is not in Jiangcheng right now; he has some things to take care of."

Chen Xiaoyu waved at the camera.

"Tonight, my sister-in-law is hosting a dinner for some of the elders."

As she spoke, she shifted the camera to the side, bringing the big shots behind her into the shot.

The live stream was silent for a full three seconds.

A strange gap appeared in the bullet comments.

Immediately afterwards, an even more frenzied barrage of comments completely overwhelmed the server.

[Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!]

Am I seeing things? Was that Lei Zhen, the shipping tycoon from Guangdong, who was just biting a cigar in the camera's pan?

[That guy with the gold-rimmed glasses! I just saw him on the financial channel yesterday! He's He Yunting, the God of Wealth in Shanghai!]

[The old man in the Tang suit on the far left is Ye Canghai, the head of the Ye family in Beijing! I saw him once from afar at the Chamber of Commerce last year!]

[What the hell?! This is like bringing together half of China's business world for a meeting!]

[I'm begging you, Little Rain! You call this a casual meal? This bunch of people could buy half the world's economy in one night!]

Li Qiang, who was across the street, also started a live stream immediately.

He turned to look at Zhao Gang beside him, his voice hoarse.

"Gangzi, I finally know why they were standing at the door as punishment. They were waiting for Miss Shen."

Zhao Gang plopped down on the ground, while Aunt Wang looked at the group of people opposite her with a puzzled expression.

"You guys say these are all big bosses? They look like waiters."

Shen Nianqing ignored the noise around her.

He stepped to the center of the steps and came to Zhou Xiuqing.

He stretched out his hands and firmly supported Zhou Xiuqing's right arm.

"Grandma Song, it's windy outside, let's not stand here, let's go inside and talk."

Shen Nianqing spoke gently, revealing the respect a junior has for an elder.

Zhou Xiuqing's old face broke into a wide smile, and he patted Shen Nianqing's hand.

"Okay, okay, let's do as Shen says and go in."

Shen Nianqing helped Zhou Xiuqing up and turned to walk towards the hotel entrance.

He Yunting, Lei Zhen, Ye Canghai, and the others immediately and consciously stepped aside to make way for a wide passage.

The twelve tycoon leaders all followed behind Shen Nianqing and Zhou Xiuqing.

A thousand miles away, at the Zhengyi Sect.

Chen Shidu, dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on a futon.

On the low table in front of him, an ancient Taoist book lay open.

With his head down, his fingers slowly traced lines of obscure ancient characters.

Sudden.

The screen of that old smartphone lit up...

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