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

The following day, as the first rays of dawn pierced the clouds and bathed the capital in golden light, a solemn and suppressed excitement, as if a great battle was about to begin, filled the Yuetingyuan suite.

Zeng Long, Ye Feng, Tie Zhu, and Lin Xiaoya finished their simple breakfast in silence. No one spoke; the only sound was the soft clinking of the cutlery, as if they were gathering strength for the coming storm.

Back in the living room, Zeng Long sat quietly on the sofa, slowly brewing tea. The fragrant aroma of the tea blended seamlessly with his calm and composed aura.

Lin Xiaoya, on the other hand, became one with the specially made high-performance laptop in front of her. Her fingers occasionally slid across the touchpad, her eyes intently tracking the constantly flashing encrypted information stream on the screen. Her usually lively and cunning face was now only filled with focused calm.

Time ticked by, and the suite was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

One hour later.

When a very subtle green indicator light in the lower right corner of the screen changed from flashing to solid, and the last encrypted message indicating "All funds have been confirmed received" flashed and was automatically archived, Lin Xiaoya's tightly clenched lips finally curled into a sharp arc.

"Snapped!"

She slammed her laptop shut, looked up, and stared intently at Zeng Long, who sat motionless on the sofa. Her voice, clear and strong, broke the silence of the room:

"Boss! The funds from the brothers outside, Baroque, Ronnie, and Tengao have all been safely deposited into the account, plus the funds from the four of us! The total... exceeds 1300 billion US dollars!"

"hiss--"

Even though they were mentally prepared, Tie Zhu, who was standing to the side, and Ye Feng, who was by the window, still couldn't help but gasp when they heard the astronomical figure that was finally confirmed.

$1300 billion! That's enough to disrupt the economy of a small country! And now, this behemoth of funds is already under their control, about to bare its fangs!

Upon hearing this, Zeng Long slowly put down his teacup, his movements still unhurried. He raised his eyes, his gaze calm and undisturbed, as if he had only heard an ordinary number.

"OK!"

He stood up, straightened non-existent wrinkles in his clothes, and glanced at the three core members in the room. His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable decisiveness:

"Everyone should take responsibility."

He paused, then uttered two words:

"Set off!"

There were no grand pronouncements or pre-battle mobilizations, but these two simple words were like the clang of a drawn sword slicing through the air, instantly sharpening the eyes of Tie Zhu, Ye Feng, and Xiao Ya, igniting their fighting spirit!

Teng Ao personally drove a discreet car with a specially modified bulletproof interior, already waiting in the hotel's underground parking lot. Upon seeing Zeng Long and his group of four, he immediately got out of the car, respectfully opened the door, his eyes filled with undisguised excitement and awe.

The car silently glided into the morning traffic of Beijing, eventually stopping in a private underground parking space at the headquarters of the Teng family group. The group then took a direct elevator, which required special authorization to activate, and silently and swiftly ascended to the top floor.

"bite--"

The elevator doors slid open, revealing a heavily guarded corridor. Several sharp-eyed, well-trained bodyguards stood guard on either side of the elevator entrance, clearly having received orders to stand watch.

Zeng Long's eyes flickered slightly, and without a word, Tie Zhu and Ye Feng behind him understood instantly. The two moved forward like ghosts. Tie Zhu's mountain-like figure, standing there, exuded an invisible pressure; his voice was deep yet carried an undeniable authority:

"Thank you for your hard work. We've taken over here now, and you can leave."

The head of the bodyguards clearly recognized Teng Ao. Seeing Teng Ao nod slightly in confirmation, he immediately waved his hand without hesitation, and all the bodyguards quickly and silently withdrew without any hesitation.

Teng Ao took a deep breath, stepped forward, and personally pushed open the heavy, soundproof office door.

The moment the door opened, a tense and professional atmosphere rushed out!

The once spacious office, large enough to host a small banquet, has been transformed. The luxurious furnishings have been removed, replaced by three rows of advanced financial trading terminals, each flashing different colored indicator lights!

More than thirty professional traders, dressed in uniform dark-colored uniforms and with focused and sharp eyes, were already sitting at their posts, their hands on keyboards and mice, like soldiers about to charge into battle, ready for action!

The only sounds in the space were the low hum of the machines and the suppressed breathing of the people.

Teng Ao immediately stepped aside, leading the way while quickly reporting to Zeng Long in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of pride and caution:

"Brother Long! Don't worry, everyone here is an absolute confidant trained and screened by the Teng family! Each one is a seasoned elite who has weathered the storms of the international financial market! Moreover, each of them has signed the highest level of confidentiality agreement; the consequences of breaching the agreement are unbearable for them!"

He continued, "The arrangements were meticulously planned."

"At the same time, I have ordered that during the critical period ahead, everyone's food and lodging must be handled on this floor, and all communication equipment has been handed over and sealed. They have already communicated with their families in advance that unless there is an extremely urgent matter, they cannot be contacted, and any contact can only be relayed through me."

Zeng Long's gaze slowly swept across the entire "Combat Command Center," passing over the faces—some young, some mature—all filled with focus and determination. Finally, it landed on Teng Ao's face, and he nodded slightly.

"Okay, well arranged."

He took a few steps forward and stood in front of all the traders. Without any unnecessary words, his voice was steady yet possessed a strange penetrating power, clearly resonating throughout the entire office:

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone."

These four simple words instantly invigorated all the traders, drawing their attention to this seemingly young yet powerful and mysterious young man.

"For some time to come, this place will be the front line of a financial war—a war without gunfire, but no less brutal than a real battlefield!"

Zeng Long's voice wasn't loud, but every word struck a chord in people's hearts:

"I hope, and I require, that everyone strictly execute every instruction that is to be issued from now on, demonstrating absolute obedience and strict adherence to orders!"

He stepped aside, making way for the petite but bright-eyed Lin Xiaoya to stand in front of him:

"Please remember! From this moment on, there is only one voice, one commander! That is the one beside me—Lin Xiaoya! Her orders are the highest orders and must be executed unconditionally and immediately!"

The traders' eyes immediately focused on Lin Xiaoya. Although they were somewhat surprised by her youth, they were more impressed by her absolute obedience to orders.

Zeng Long looked around at everyone and gave his final and most practical promise:

"Please rest assured, as long as we work together and get through this most critical period, I promise that each of you will receive a property in Beijing as a reward for this mission!"

"boom--!"

If the previous mobilization was a morale booster, then this concrete promise was like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting everyone's passion!

An apartment in Beijing! For anyone, that's a huge temptation that could change their destiny!

"yes!!!"

A unified, deafening response suddenly erupted, filled with excitement and determination! Every trader's eyes burned with intense passion; the previous tension transformed into boundless motivation. They looked eagerly at Zeng Long and Lin Xiaoya, as if urging the battle to begin quickly!

"alright!"

Zeng Long raised his hand in a gesture of quiet:

"All personnel at their positions, awaiting further instructions!"

After handing over instructions to the trading team, Zeng Long and his group moved to Teng Ao's former luxurious office. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was the bustling cityscape of Beijing, with its traffic and crowds of people, seemingly a world apart from the financial storm about to erupt inside.

Zeng Long walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at the city below, and spoke softly:

"Great job, Mr. Teng! Your office has a fantastic view; you really know how to enjoy life."

Teng Ao quickly stepped forward and said with a wry smile:

"Brother Long! Please don't make fun of me. Compared to you, what are my meager possessions?"

He paused, his expression turned serious, and he reported to his superior:

"Brother Long, there's one more thing I need to ask you about. You mentioned before that we're organizing a high-level business exchange meeting in the name of our Longyu Group. Now that the news has been released, the response has been unprecedentedly enthusiastic! Especially when people heard that you would also be attending, not only are financial giants and industry tycoons eagerly anticipating it, but many established families and wealthy clans that were previously hesitant have also taken the initiative to send messages expressing their desire to participate."

He asked cautiously:

"I've decided on Yueting Garden as the location. What time of day would be most suitable?"

Zeng Long gazed out the window, his eyes seeming to pierce through the clouds and see into the distance. He pondered for a moment, then made a decision:

"The timing... can't be too rushed. We need to give the market some time to develop the situation and allow enough room for our strategy. Let's set it for three days from now!"

"Yes! I'll arrange it right away!" Teng Ao's spirits lifted.

"Alright, I'll leave this to you."

Zeng Long turned around, his gaze sweeping over Teng Ao and Lin Xiaoya in turn:

"President Teng, your task is to ensure the overall logistical support here is flawless. This period will be a tough battle, and we cannot afford any mistakes!"

"Understood! Don't worry, Brother Long!" Teng Ao solemnly promised.

"Xiaoya," Zeng Long said, looking at Lin Xiaoya, who was already rubbing her hands together in anticipation, "Contact Xiaoyu and Yan Ruge. They contacted me before, expressing their willingness to invest. I can't determine the company's shareholding yet. But this financial crisis can give them a chance to participate. Have them transfer the funds to your designated account as soon as possible. Once the funds arrive, immediately follow our established plan and enter the international crude oil and natural gas futures market with full force and as quickly as possible to begin building positions!"

"Roger that, Boss!" Xiaoya's eyes gleamed with a mixture of excitement and composure, like a female general about to step onto the battlefield.

Zeng Long took one last look at this financial fortress that was about to unleash a storm in the coming days, and then left.

"Alright, I have other important things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he walked to the office door and said to Ye Feng and Tie Zhu, who were guarding there:

"Keep an eye on this place. No one, except Xiaoya and Teng Ao, is allowed to enter or leave without my permission."

Then he turned around and left decisively.

The door closed behind him, shutting out the tense and heated atmosphere inside.

Outside the door, Zeng Long walked steadily, his eyes as deep as the sea.

Inside the door, Lin Xiaoya took a deep breath and walked towards the sea of ​​screens flashing with countless data. Her petite body seemed to contain a powerful force capable of stirring up the world.

The war horn has sounded!

A massive wave in the global capital markets is about to surge, originating from this unassuming top-floor office in Beijing!