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At this moment, a commotion arose at the entrance of the banquet hall. Guests turned to look at the entrance and saw a middle-aged man in a dark, tailored suit with meticulously combed hair and a dignified appearance walking in quickly, surrounded by a group of assistants.

He was tall and straight with sharp eyes; he was Wei Zong, the chairman of Tianhai Group.

Wei Zong's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He spotted Su Yingxue immediately and walked over with a smile: "President Su, congratulations to the Su Group on securing this cooperation opportunity. I had some urgent business delayed me, so please forgive my lateness."

Su Yingxue quickly adjusted her expression and politely extended her hand to shake Wei Zong's:

"Chairman Wei, you're too kind. It would be an honor for the Su family to have the opportunity to cooperate with Tianhai."

However, Wei Zong soon noticed that Su Yingxue's smile was somewhat forced.

Moreover, the words "if" were used in the sentence. Aren't they about to cooperate? Why is it "if"?

He frowned slightly and asked bluntly, "President Su, you seem... a little unhappy? Do you have some concerns about our cooperation?"

Su Yingxue took a deep breath and decided to speak frankly.

She picked up the contract that had been pushed back from the table, turned to the last page, and pointed to the supplementary clause: "Chairman Wei, the Su family is very sincere in its cooperation. However, I cannot accept the last supplementary clause of this contract."

Wei Zong took the contract, glanced at the words, and his face instantly darkened.

He abruptly looked up, his gaze flashing like lightning as he looked at Wei Ning, whose face had turned pale. He shouted sharply, "Wei Ning! What's going on?! Who gave you permission to add this kind of clause to the formal contract without my permission?!"

When Wei Ning saw his father arrive, he already sensed that something was very wrong.

He was so frightened by being reprimanded in public that he trembled and stammered, trying to explain, "Dad, I... that Ye Heng, he..."

"Shut up!" Wei Zong didn't give him a chance to explain, his anger burning.

His original intention was to let his son take charge of this project as a training opportunity, and also to get in touch with Lord Liu. He never expected that Wei Ning would be so reckless as to mix personal grudges into the group's important business cooperation. It was utterly foolish!

"Snapped!"

A crisp, loud slap suddenly rang out. Wei Zong actually slapped Wei Ning hard across the face in front of everyone!

Wei Ning staggered from the blow, a clear handprint quickly appearing on his face. He covered his face and stared at his father in disbelief.

The banquet hall fell silent; everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events.

Wei Zong's chest heaved as he suppressed his anger. If it were just a simple contract, it wouldn't matter if personal grudges were mixed in.

However, cooperating with the Su family was an order personally given by Lord Liu, and there was no room for error!

He turned to Su Yingxue, his tone apologetic yet undeniably firm: "President Su, it is my fault for failing to discipline my son properly, allowing him to run wild."

"This clause is completely invalid and represents a major oversight by Tianhai Group. I sincerely apologize to you. The officially agreed-upon version of the contract shall prevail, without any additional conditions!"

After saying that, he glared fiercely at Wei Ning: "Hurry up and apologize to President Su! Go back and reflect on your actions!"

Under his father's stern gaze and the strange looks from those around him, Wei Ning's face turned as red as a pig's liver. He lowered his head in humiliation, squeezed out the three words "I'm sorry" through gritted teeth, and then slunk away to the side, never daring to raise his head again.

Wei Zong calmed himself down, his gaze sweeping across the room with a hint of inquiry: "So, President Su, and everyone else, I wonder where Mr. Ye Heng, whom my son is so 'concerned' about, is now? I'm quite curious."

As Wei Zong spoke, everyone's gaze turned to the young man who had been sitting calmly on the corner sofa the whole time.

Wei Zong's gaze swept across the crowd and landed on Ye Heng on the sofa in the corner.

With just one glance, he was struck dumb, his pupils contracted sharply, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly.

Even though many years have passed, he would never mistake that face!

Back then, Lady Liu Zhixian was struggling in the infighting within Tianfeng Pavilion. Several elders held deep-rooted power, almost driving her to the brink of despair.

This seemingly indifferent young man appeared like a ghost, using swift and decisive methods to help Lord Liu clear obstacles and secure victory.

Those once powerful and arrogant Grand Secretaries and their confidants either mysteriously disappeared or died unexpectedly in a very short period of time, and the power structure of Tianfeng Pavilion was completely reshaped.

Liu Zhixian was thus able to ascend to the position of leader and develop Tianfeng Pavilion into one of the three major underground forces in Jinling.

Throughout the entire process, this man rarely made public appearances, and each time he did, it was for a very short time, like a shadow shrouded in mist.

The number of people who have actually seen his face and know his role is very small, and most of them... are no longer alive.

As one of Liu Zhixian's most trusted confidants, Wei Zong was one of the very few people who had personally witnessed and deeply understood his terrifying power. That memory was buried deep in his heart, becoming his greatest source of awe.

At this moment, this "god of death" appeared at the Tianhai Group's banquet in such an ordinary way, and even became an employee of the Su family, whom his son had been plotting revenge against!

A tremendous shock and fear gripped Wei Zong, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Without the slightest hesitation, he almost instinctively pushed aside the assistant who was trying to stop him, and amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he quickly walked through the crowd and came straight to Ye Heng.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the chairman of Tianhai Group, a pivotal figure in Nanjing's business world, bowed slightly, his face displaying unprecedented respect and caution, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

"M-Sir, is that you?"

The entire banquet hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone, including Su Yingxue, Su Wangchuan, Wei Ning, and all the guests present, were dumbfounded, wondering if they were hallucinating.

Ye Heng remained leaning back on the sofa, his posture relaxed. He glanced up at Wei Zong, who was sweating profusely with nervousness, seemingly surprised, then nodded, his tone flat and emotionless:

"Hmm. I didn't expect you to recognize me."

His words, though spoken casually, confirmed the title Wei Zong had been bestowed upon him.

At the same time, there was a hint of surprise in his words.

After all, as he thought, he almost never showed his true face back then, and very few people in the entire Tianfeng Pavilion had ever seen him, most of whom had disappeared. It was indeed somewhat unexpected that Wei Zong could recognize him.

"boom--!!"

These words struck like a thunderclap in the silent banquet hall.

"M-Sir? Chairman Wei called him 'Sir'?!"

"Just who is this Ye Heng?!"

Am I dreaming?!