The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

Zeng Long's gaze was like a precise searchlight.

While everyone was still reeling from the awe-inspiring vision of the group's blueprint, they calmly moved away.

The sound landed on Du Yiming, who was sitting next to Du Ziteng and whose expression still showed some fear and unease.

"Uncle Du," Zeng Long's voice softened considerably, carrying a respectful tone for an elder, "I remember you used to work in international trade, right?"

Du Yiming nodded hurriedly, rubbing his hands together nervously.

"Yes, yes, Xiaolong. But it's all small-scale business, mainly the import and export of consumer goods like clothing and cosmetics..."

Zeng Long nodded slightly, interrupting his self-deprecation, and then, in a calm tone, offered a more impactful suggestion:

"So, Uncle Du, would you like to become the head of another key part of my plan—the international trading company?"

The color drained from Du Yiming's face at a visible speed, his lips parted slightly, but he couldn't make a sound.

Zeng Long seemed to have anticipated his reaction, raising his hand in a downward gesture to signal him to calm down:

"Please don't rush to answer me, and don't be afraid. Because you may not yet fully understand the weight that this 'international trading company' carries."

His tone remained calm:

"The international trade I'm referring to will primarily involve—" he deliberately slowed his speech, """foreign strategic materials and scarce minerals,"

"New technological products and materials that are subject to strict international regulations."

"And..." Zeng Long's gaze was as deep as an abyss as he softly uttered those two words: "Weapons."

"Snap!" A crisp sound!

The dining chair beneath Du Yiming jolted violently, lost its balance, and tipped over to the ground!

He fell backward with the chair, his face instantly turning ashen, and cold sweat poured down his back!

"Dad!" Du Ziteng exclaimed, quickly catching his father and preventing him from falling to the ground in a sorry state.

At this moment, Du Yiming felt his legs go weak, his mind buzzing, and his head went blank.

He was just an honest, ordinary businessman who had just experienced an undeserved disaster. His daily business dealings consisted of fabrics, lipsticks, and everyday goods.

The terms "strategic materials" and "arms" that Zeng Long used were like a fantasy from another world to him!

It was a bombshell that could crush him and his small family into dust!

Seeing Du Yiming's intense reaction, Zeng Long realized that his words had been too provocative for an ordinary businessman.

His tone softened, carrying a reassuring strength:

"Uncle Du, don't worry."

He took two steps forward and offered a slight helping hand to Du Yiming:

"I will personally apply to the highest levels of the state and military for all legal cover and necessary state permits to ensure that the procedures are absolutely compliant, at least at our level, and are impeccable."

"I will arrange for the top-notch bodyguard team, who have been tested by blood and fire, to protect you 24 hours a day and will never allow you or your family to be threatened in any way."

"You don't need to worry about setting up channels and building relationships in the early stages. I have a 'middleman' with enough influence to clear away any obstacles and lay a solid foundation for you."

He explained in detail that it was like drawing a detailed action plan:

"At that time, your public identity will be that of a Chinese arms dealer and supplies broker with a complex background who is active internationally."

"All transactions will be conducted and settled in other third countries under this identity."

"Ultimately, the supplies needed by those countries will flow safely into their countries through various covert channels."

"At the same time, our group company also manufactures those civilian high-tech products domestically..."

"For example, the overseas sales channels for the latest drones, certain electronic products, and pharmaceuticals are partly handled by your trading company."

"This would be an excellent and highly profitable cover."

Looking into Du Yiming's still somewhat bewildered eyes, he offered the final reassurance:

"As for the military, you need not worry about them at all."

"At that time, specific departments and personnel from the government and military will naturally contact you directly to provide the necessary support and coordination."

"And the buyer's resources," Zeng Long's lips curled into an unfathomable smile:

"I have access to channels that you can't even imagine."

"On some levels of this world, my name is itself a pass that allows me unimpeded access."

He didn't explicitly reveal "Zero's" identity, but his invisible confidence made Du Yiming and his son, and even those around them who heard it, feel an indescribable weight.

"Moreover, many of the equipment produced by our Chinese military are of excellent performance and have a broad international market. Coordinating them is not difficult."

Supported by his son, Du Yiming swallowed hard, his voice dry and trembling:

"Little...Little Dragon...this...this burden is too heavy...Look at me, can I really...do I handle it?"

Zeng Long smiled gently but firmly; he had made his decision.

Abilities can be cultivated, and experience can be accumulated, but loyalty and character are the cornerstones he values ​​most at this moment.

Having gone through this ordeal, Du Yiming's character has been tempered. Coupled with his relationship with Du Ziteng, his loyalty is far more trustworthy than that of a highly capable but scheming business genius.

"It's alright, Uncle Du," Zeng Long said encouragingly.

"Try it first, and I'll send people to fully assist you. Even if you're not familiar with it at first, take it slow. In the future, once Ziteng has gained experience, he can take over the business, like a son carrying on his father's legacy."

He said confidently, "You come from a trading background, so you have the foundation. Trust my judgment, and trust yourself. There won't be any problems."

After calming Du Yiming down, Zeng Long turned his gaze to Hao Yuan, who was standing to the side, his mood still fluctuating like a rollercoaster.

"Uncle Hao." Zeng Long's tone carried the respect of a junior, as well as an unquestionable certainty:

Your appointment will proceed without any further setbacks.

Old Master Chen of the Chen family will "willingly" use his resources to ensure your smooth rise to power. This is the extent of the path I can pave for you for now.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Hao Shuai, who stood beside Hao Yuan, his eyes filled with excitement and gratitude:

"You can rest assured to let Hao Shuai follow me. I dare not say that I can definitely make him a high-ranking official, but I can guarantee him a life of wealth and honor and a bright future. I have that ability."

His tone turned serious, carrying a hint of warning:

"Therefore, as a junior, I have only one hope—that in the future, you will not touch a single penny of money that you shouldn't take, and you will not do a single thing that you shouldn't do. Only by keeping yourself clean can you go far and achieve great things."

Finally, he made a concrete promise:

"Once you officially take office, you will be the main person in charge of leading the negotiations for the selection of our group's headquarters."

After speaking, Zeng Long's gaze returned to Teng Ao, who was already barely able to contain his excitement, and he began to issue specific instructions, his tone carrying a hint of composed confidence:

"Teng Ao, tomorrow, you will hold a high-profile press conference in the name of the Group's (we can tentatively give it a catchy name) Preparatory Committee."

The core content is:

"The initial investment is one trillion Dragon Coins, and an additional one trillion will be invested later."

"We are officially announcing to the outside world the upcoming establishment of our comprehensive group, which covers multiple fields such as energy, technology, electronics, and pharmaceuticals. We are also outlining our grand vision to attract global attention."

A slight, calculating smile appeared on his lips:

"However, regarding the final location of the group headquarters, it should be clearly stated publicly that it has not yet been determined and a decision can only be made after a comprehensive investigation and evaluation."

He chuckled softly, as if he could already see that scene:

"Hehe, I can foresee that once the information from your press conference, Young Master Teng, gets out through the media, it will be a huge success!"

"Your phone will be ringing off the hook, and your door will probably be pounded by lobbyists from all over the country and even overseas hoping to get the project approved."

His gaze sharpened, and his tone left no room for argument:

"But you better remember this—"

"No matter who comes, no matter how generous the offers!"

"The final decision on where the headquarters will be located must be made in Beijing, and it can only be entrusted to Uncle Hao to lead and decide!"

"Furthermore, it has been publicly stated that the group's headquarters address is permanent."

He glanced at Hao Yuan, his meaning clear:

"With such a large-scale and strategically significant achievement, Hao Shu's future political career will surely be more stable and sustainable."

The instruction has not ended.

Zeng Long paused briefly, then continued speaking to Teng Ao:

"In addition, in the name of the group, organize a high-end business exchange meeting for top domestic capital and financial institutions as soon as possible."

"At the meeting, we will clearly announce that the group's financial investment company will be an independently operated business unit. Furthermore, we welcome capable and visionary partners to invest."

His tone carried a cold, stern quality:

"However, the qualification review of investors must be extremely strict! Their background, source of funds, and past records must all be subject to the most rigorous scrutiny."

Then, he threw out a bait that would make any financial tycoon's heart race, but was also a sword of Damocles hanging over his head:

"You can give them a heads-up—in the near future, our financial company will plan and execute a large-scale global financial operation."

A chilling glint, like the awakening of a primordial beast, flashed in his eyes:

"The scale and impact of this operation will send shivers down the spines of the entire international financial market!"

He set the rules decisively:

"We can accept funding for this operation, but regardless of the final profit, we will take 50% as commission!"

Finally, he made a promise that could be described as domineering, and it was also the biggest reassurance:

"Furthermore, I made it clear to them—if this operation ultimately results in a loss, I, Zeng Long, will bear all the losses and provide full compensation!"

This is not just confidence, but a naked declaration of overall control based on absolute strength!

The private room fell into complete silence once again. Everyone was awestruck by Zeng Long's grand scheme, which was meticulously planned and executed step by step.

From real-world energy technology to clandestine arms trade, and now to a financial sword poised to shake up the global landscape…

An invisible network covering the globe and spanning multiple fields is slowly taking shape in the hands of this young leader.

They are not only witnesses to this network, but will also become indispensable nodes on the network.

The future is here.