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

The midnight chill deepened, yet the lights of the capital stubbornly shone in countless centers of power, illuminating faces that were either excited, anxious, or deeply calculating.

The upheaval unleashed by the Longyu Group is forcing this massive state machine to operate at high speed in the dark, with each cog searching for its place and opportunity.

Zeng Qiang, Zeng Rong's youngest son and the father of sisters Zeng Yuan and Zeng Ke, is now the Vice Governor of Haining Province, in charge of economic work.

He was on a long phone call when he heard an urgent voice on the other end.

Comrade Zeng Qiang, this investment promotion by Longyu Group is a tough nut to crack for Haining Province!

This is not just a political task, but also a matter of the well-being of tens of millions of people in our province!

Longyu Group brings not just simple capital, but a wave of technology and an opportunity of the times!

It can provide tens of thousands of direct jobs, and the industrial chain it drives can revitalize tens of thousands of enterprises!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that can transform the economy of Haining Province!

"Therefore, the provincial government held an emergency meeting and decided to appoint you as its plenipotentiary representative! The hopes of Haining Province rest on your shoulders! Remember, as long as Longyu Group is willing to invest in our province, they can set any conditions they want, as long as they don't violate principles! You are responsible for determining the appropriate limits!"

Zeng Qiang took a deep breath and spoke calmly into the phone:

Secretary, please rest assured, I will do my best. I also understand how fierce this competition will be.

However, I watched Teng Ao and Yan Rugo grow up, so I have some affection for them.

Given that Haining Province itself has a strong economic foundation and a favorable investment environment, I believe we still have a fighting chance.

After finishing the phone call, I turned around and looked at Mr. Zeng Rong, who was sitting on the sofa, leisurely sipping his tea.

With a trace of lingering shock and confusion on his face, Zeng Qiang asked in a low voice:

"Dad, you just said... the real boss behind Longyu Group is... is it Xiaolong? Is... is that true?"

Grandpa Zeng Rong put down his teacup, his face beaming with undisguised pride and smugness, and gave his son a sidelong glance:

How could it be fake? You kid, didn't you figure out anything from the name 'Long Yu'?

Xiaoyu was the first relative Xiaolong recognized, and Xiaolong also knew that Xiaoyu was his biological twin sister!

This "Long Yu," Long means little dragon, and Yu (rain) means little rain! Didn't your two precious daughters, Zeng Yuan and Zeng Ke, give you a heads-up?

Zeng Qiang shook his head blankly and said with a wry smile:

"No, Dad, I know nothing about this! What you just said is still making my head spin, I haven't fully processed it yet. Where did Xiaolong get such a huge amount of money? This is simply..."

"That's not something you can inquire about!" Old Master Zeng Rong interrupted him, stood up in a very good mood, and slowly strolled around the room with his hands behind his back, swaying back and forth as he hummed an off-key Peking Opera excerpt, clearly in an extremely pleasant mood.

Looking at his father's expression, Zeng Qiang understood what was going on and then began to plan:

"Then... I should go directly to Teng Ao or Ru Ge tomorrow? With that connection, I believe securing a company or industrial park under the Longyu Group for Haining Province shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Foolish!" Old Master Zeng Rong abruptly stopped, glaring at his son. "Aren't you just going to cause trouble for the children?!"

He walked back to the sofa, sat down, and lowered his voice to analyze:

According to Xiaoyu, Ruge probably knows about Xiaolong's background.

If you go, how do you expect Ru Ge to handle the situation given your status as Xiao Long's uncle?

If she gives you too little, she'll feel bad and think she's let you down.

If she gives too much, she worries that she won't be able to balance things out with other competitors, which would give them something to criticize.

Ultimately, she'll have to consult Xiaolong about this matter, and he'll have to make the final decision!

The old man, with an air of masterful control, offered his guidance:

Don't go looking for anything on your own! Tomorrow, let Zeng Yuan and Zeng Ke go with Xiao Yu to play with their brother!

Xiaolong truly loved his younger sisters.

As long as they casually mention to Xiaolong that their father came to Beijing to attract investment for Haining Province—

Knowing Xiaolong's personality, would he ever mistreat his own uncle? He'd definitely give you a big slice of the pie!

At this point, Grandpa Zeng Rong couldn't help but laugh again, pointing at his son and teasing him:

"You're having a really easy time as vice governor. While others are running themselves ragged and talking themselves hoarse, you just have your two daughters handle everything, and they've already planned out your political future and the province's economic goals perfectly! Hahaha..."

The laughter was particularly loud in the quiet room.

Inside a spacious apartment in downtown Kyoto.

Hao Shuai was urged to return home by an urgent phone call from his father, Hao Yuan.

At this moment, the father and son sat facing each other, neither of them showing any signs of sleepiness, only excitement and disbelief after their initial excitement.

Hao Yuan, the official who was just promoted to secretary of the Jingtong District Council, skipping two ranks, still feels like he's in a dream.

He knew perfectly well that this windfall was entirely thanks to his son Hao Shuai's classmate named Zeng Long.

He picked up the teacup, but his hand trembled slightly, so he had to put it down again.

He took several deep breaths to calm his turbulent emotions, looked at his son, and said with a sigh:

"Young Master, our family is truly... blessed with good fortune! Although some people inevitably gossip behind my back, saying I'm not qualified enough and unworthy of the position, but..."

His eyes suddenly became sharp and full of confidence:

If I can secure the location of Longyu Group's headquarters, all doubts will vanish! What a dazzling achievement! What formidable political capital!

Look at this! Countless high-ranking officials across the country are fighting tooth and nail for a single branch office project of Longyu, while I've already been internally slated for the headquarters! This...this is simply unbelievable!

He was so excited that his mouth went dry, and he drank several large cups of cold tea before his heartbeat calmed down a little.

He looked at Hao Shuai with a complex expression, a mixture of pride and disbelief:

"Little Shuai, people always say 'a son's status rises with his father's,' but in our family, it's 'the father's status rises with his son's! This time, Dad has truly benefited from your success!"

He solemnly stated:

Xiao Shuai, ask Zeng Long when he's available. Our family owes him a huge favor!

I have no way to repay him, so I can only treat him to a simple meal to express my gratitude. Otherwise, I would feel really bad about it.

Hao Shuai smiled as he looked at his father's excited yet restrained expression, his tone relaxed yet revealing a deep understanding of Zeng Long:

Dad, Brother Long doesn't care about these formalities. You don't know him well enough. Once he considers someone to be one of his own, he will help and protect them without reservation.

He never considered family background when it came to us in the dormitory; he only cared about brotherhood.

Your efforts in doing a good job in Jingtong District and cooperating with Longyu Group's implementation are the best way to thank him.

Inside the study of the Chen family's old house, which exudes an air of authority and history.

The patriarch of the Chen family, Chen Guoqing, was having a late-night private talk with his eldest son, Chen Jiping, the current deputy secretary of the Jianghe Provincial Assembly. The study was filled with smoke, and the atmosphere was heavy.

Mr. Chen Guoqing's eyes were shrewd and profound:

"Jiping, you're sitting in the position of Deputy Secretary of Jianghe Province, and the old secretary only has a year left before he passes away. This Longyu Group project is your most crucial opportunity to advance to the next level! You must secure it!"

Chen Jiping's face showed a hint of bitterness, and he sighed helplessly:

Dad, I understand the reasoning.

But... Yifeng had a bit of a falling out with Teng Ao before, and there was also some misunderstanding between him and Yan Ruge, that girl from the Yan family.

These two are the only ones in charge of Longyu Group on the surface this time, which is... this is too difficult.

His brows furrowed, filled with doubt:

"Furthermore, I really can't understand where the Teng family got such abundant funds to support such a huge enterprise as Longyu Group? And they even handed over all domestic business to the Yan family girl, both of whom have had grudges against Yifeng..."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Chen's lips curled into a shrewd smile, and he waved his hand:

The petty squabbles among the younger generation won't affect the overall situation.

In the face of absolute interests, there are no permanent enemies. I've already made contact, and tomorrow I will personally visit those two old guys, Teng Tian and Yan Fushan.

"Ah? Dad! You've already made arrangements with them?" Upon hearing this, Chen Jiping's spirits lifted, and a glimmer of hope appeared on his face.

At their level, the mere opportunity to sit down and talk means there's room for maneuver and space for exchanging benefits. As long as the door can be opened, there's hope!

Old Master Chen nodded slightly, a calculating glint in his eyes:

"Yes, we've already made arrangements. It's simply a matter of discussing terms, seeing what the Chen family can offer and what we can gain. The Chen family absolutely cannot miss this grand event!"

Similar scenes were quietly unfolding in many well-established families in the capital during this long midnight.

Telephone calls, private talks, weighing options, exchanges... invisible threads intertwine in the darkness, weaving a vast and complex web.

The midnight bells had long since rung, and the sky outside the window was beginning to lighten with a faint, pale white.

Dawn is approaching, and with the sunrise will come even more intense and blatant undercurrents and competition from all sides.

The eye of the storm undoubtedly points to the Teng family, which now carries unlimited possibilities, and the Yan family, who are about to be pushed to the forefront of power and wealth because of Zeng Long.

A new day is destined to be anything but peaceful.