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

Stepping into the Tengge Hall is like entering another world. The dazzling crystal chandelier illuminates the entire space as if it were daytime, and soothing classical music flows in the air. Well-dressed business elites and scions of prominent families hold champagne and gather in twos and threes, chatting and laughing in hushed tones, creating a vivid picture of the ultra-high-class world of fame and fortune.

Yin Hang and Du Hanyuan, along with Ye Zhenkang and his wife, intended to find a relatively quiet corner to rest and learn about the purpose of Ye Zhenkang's trip. However, things didn't go as planned.

They had barely settled down on a sofa in the rest area when Han the Fat Man's annoying figure reappeared, and this time, he wasn't alone. With a fawning and smug smile on his face, he bowed slightly and led two people over.

One of them, a young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, wore a flashy, limited-edition bright blue suit. His hair was slicked back, his chin slightly raised, and his eyes held an innate sense of superiority and nonchalant disdain. He was a well-known playboy in Beijing's social circles, with a powerful family background. His surname was Hu, and he was known as "Young Master Hu."

The other man was a composed middle-aged man in his fifties, dressed in a well-tailored dark gray Zhongshan suit. He held a string of glossy sandalwood prayer beads in his hand, his eyes reserved yet exuding an air of authority. His appearance drew a hint of awe from many around him. This man was none other than General Manager Huang, a titan in the real estate industry!

Upon seeing these two, Yin Hang and Du Hanyuan's expressions instantly turned serious. The fact that Fatty Han could get these two, especially General Manager Huang, showed he had gone to great lengths to thoroughly embarrass Ye Zhenkang.

"President Yin, President Du, what a coincidence." Fatty Han said with a forced smile. His voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for people at the surrounding tables to hear clearly. "Oh, Chairman Ye is here too? He hasn't left yet?" He feigned surprise, his tone undisguisedly sarcastic.

Hu Shao glanced critically at Ye Zhenkang and Zhou Simin's out-of-place and somewhat outdated clothing, which clashed with their surroundings. He chuckled and lazily said to Yin Hang and Du Hanyuan, "Yin Hang, Du Hanyuan, I'm not trying to be mean, but why bring just any Tom, Dick, or Harry to this kind of event? Aren't you afraid of lowering the standard of this exchange? When did our circle become so low-class?"

His words were like cold knives, piercing the hearts of Ye Zhenkang and Zhou Simin. Zhou Simin's face turned pale instantly, and she gripped her husband's arm tightly. Ye Zhenkang's chest heaved violently, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent. He knew that here, he had no grounds for rebuttal.

Yin Hang frowned and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Hu, Chairman Ye is a friend of mine and President Du's; we brought him in. Is there a problem?"

"Friends?" Boss Huang finally spoke, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable weight. He continued fiddling with his prayer beads, his gaze calmly settling on Yin Hang and Du Hanyuan. "Boss Yin, Boss Du, we're all people of standing in the world, we need to be discerning. There are some favors we can offer, but there are some people we can't get involved with."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of "goodwill" but actually a pressure: "Many of you here have heard about the situation at the Ye Group. For the head of a company on the verge of bankruptcy to appear at a conference hosted by the Longyu Group isn't good news for Teng Shao or the Longyu Group. Are you two really going to get yourself into trouble over some so-called old friendship, and possibly even bring disaster upon yourselves?"

Mr. Huang's words struck Yin Hang and Du Hanyuan like a hammer blow. They understood that Mr. Huang was warning them that it would be extremely unwise to offend him and the powerful Shanghai Chamber of Commerce he represented for the sake of a down-on-his-luck Ye Zhenkang. Fatty Han smiled smugly to the side, as if he could already see Ye Zhenkang being completely isolated and humiliated to death.

Yin Hang and Du Hanyuan exchanged a glance, both seeing the struggle and dilemma in each other's eyes. They weren't afraid of Fatty Han, but President Huang and Young Master Hu were indeed too influential! President Huang was a powerful figure in the real estate industry; Young Master Hu came from a prominent family and wielded considerable influence in Beijing's elite circles. If they really went to fight it out, their two companies might indeed face real suppression.

Seeing the troubled expressions on his two old friends' faces, Ye Zhenkang felt a chill and guilt in his heart. He took a deep breath, preparing to speak up, not wanting to implicate Yin Hang and Du Hanyuan any further. Even leaving now would be better than putting his friends in a difficult position.

However, just as his lips moved, about to open—

Yin Hang abruptly raised his head, his gaze hardening once more. He stepped forward, blocking Ye Zhenkang's path, and looked directly at President Huang and Young Master Hu. His voice was clear and forceful: "President Huang, Young Master Hu, thank you for the reminder. However, I, Yin Hang, have my own principles. Chairman Ye is someone I brought in, so he is my guest. As long as he's willing to stay here today, I, Yin Hang, will be responsible to the end!"

Du Hanyuan, that fiery Northwestern man, also flared up. He stood up abruptly, his burly frame exuding an aura of authority, his booming voice shattering the tranquility of the corner of the hall: "That's right! Style? I'm just a rough coal miner, I don't understand your roundabout style! I know Ye Zhenkang is a brother I brought in! Anyone who tries to kick him out is slapping me, Du Hanyuan, in the face! Come at me if you dare! I want to see if this trivial matter can escalate into a life-or-death struggle!"

His voice was like thunder, attracting the attention of many guests in the distance who turned to look at him curiously.

Yin Hang and Du Hanyuan's sudden assertiveness finally caused a slight ripple to appear on President Huang's usually impassive face, and his fingers, which were fiddling with his prayer beads, paused for a moment. Young Master Hu was taken aback, seemingly not expecting these two to dare to defy him and President Huang, and a surge of anger immediately rose on his face.

Fatty Han was both shocked and furious, pointing at Du Hanyuan: "Du Hanyuan! You...you're asking for trouble!"

Ye Zhenkang and Zhou Simin stared blankly at their two old friends who were standing in front of them, their eyes instantly reddening. Ye Zhenkang, in particular, felt as if a huge stone had been thrown into his already icy heart, stirring up enormous ripples. He hadn't expected that, at his lowest point, when he was most trampled upon, someone would be willing to bear such immense pressure for him!

The atmosphere inside the hall instantly became tense in this small area!

On one side are a powerful playboy and real estate tycoon with deep connections, and on the other side are a righteous Beijing entrepreneur and coal mining magnate. The focus of the conflict is a down-on-their-luck couple who have been driven to the brink of despair.

All eyes are on this, awaiting further developments. How will this seemingly unequal standoff end? And the true eye of the storm at this exchange meeting, which has gathered countless investors, seems to be brewing from this unexpected corner.