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

At the entrance of Yueting Garden, the lights were dim, casting long shadows of the crowd.

With smiles that seemed to be soaked in happiness, Ye Zhenkang and Zhou Simin waved to each other several times before getting into the car under the watchful eyes of Zeng Long and the others.

Yin Hang, Du Hanyuan, and the others were so excited that their faces shone with excitement and honor. They almost bowed and said goodbye repeatedly before carefully getting into the car and leaving.

The convoy slowly drove away, its taillights tracing a dazzling trail in the night, taking away the hustle and bustle and warmth of the evening.

Zeng Long stood with his hands behind his back until the convoy completely disappeared from sight. Only then did the gentle smile on his face gradually fade, and he returned to his usual unfathomable calm.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd behind him, and said in a calm tone, "Let's go back."

The group silently followed him back to the private room, where the warmth and enthusiasm from before still lingered.

The waiter had already quietly cleaned up and brewed hot tea again. The fragrant tea dispelled the faint smell of alcohol, and the atmosphere instantly shifted from the warmth of a family dinner to a serious and efficient discussion about building a business empire.

Zeng Long sat down in the main seat, without any further pleasantries, his gaze sharp as he looked directly at Lin Xiaoya, who was secretly rubbing her full belly.

"Xiaoya."

His voice wasn't loud, but it instantly wound Lin Xiaoya up like a clockwork toy. She immediately straightened her back, and the lazy playfulness on her face was instantly replaced by shrewdness and competence.

"Here, boss!"

"How much money has been recovered in the energy market so far?" Zeng Long asked directly, without any preamble.

Lin Xiaoya's eyes narrowed slightly, her mind racing. She barely needed to recall before blurting out the words, her speech quick and clear:

"Boss! We've already recovered about 90% of all the funds and profits we invested! If we recover them all..."

She paused, then continued, "Anna and I did some detailed calculations. Conservatively speaking, in this financial and energy market, we've been operating with high leverage, and our total profit is [amount missing] of our initial total investment..."

She took a deep breath and announced a figure that would move any financial tycoon:

"About four times!"

A few barely audible gasps were heard from inside the private room.

Although everyone present was no ordinary person and knew that the operation had yielded great results, they were still shocked to hear the exact, terrifying rate of return.

Tie Zhu grinned and whispered, "My goodness..." before Xiao Ya quietly tugged at his clothes.

Zeng Long showed no surprise whatsoever, as if this enormous number was entirely within his expectations.

He simply tapped the smooth mahogany tabletop rhythmically and gently with his slender fingers, producing a "tap, tap, tap" sound, like a war drum beating out the rhythm of the next advance.

A moment later, his tapping stopped abruptly, and his gaze turned to Teng Ao, who was sitting upright to the side.

"President Teng."

"Brother Long, I'm here." Teng Ao responded immediately, leaning forward slightly with a respectful attitude.

"Provide an account tonight," Zeng Long's voice left no room for argument, "so that Xiaoya can transfer two trillion to you first."

Two trillion! This number struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer, and even the air seemed to become a little heavier.

Zeng Long continued, each word crystal clear: "You personally communicate with the bank and specify that this payment is the registered capital of 'Longyu Group'."

He looked intently at Teng Ao: "Once the official location of the group headquarters is confirmed, inject the two trillion yuan investment funds into the newly established group headquarters account as soon as possible."

Finally, he gave the crucial instruction:

"At the official meeting, the final location of the group's global headquarters will be announced, and it will be revealed that the two trillion yuan in initial funding has been fully secured!"

"hiss--"

This time, even Teng Ao and Yan Ruge couldn't help but gasp inwardly.

They knew that Longyu Group was a large company, but they never expected Zeng Long's actions to be so shocking!

The two trillion yuan registered capital was announced to be in place on the spot!

This is not just a display of wealth, but also an unparalleled declaration of confidence and dominance!

One can imagine the earth-shattering sensation that would occur when this news broke at the negotiation meeting!

This is no longer a simple business transaction, but a meticulously planned debut aimed at establishing supreme authority!

Suppressing his shock, Teng Aoqiang took a deep breath and replied resolutely, "Understood! Brother Long! I will definitely get it done! I guarantee it will be foolproof!"

"Okay." Zeng Long nodded slightly, not surprised by the answer at all. He then turned his gaze to Yan Rugo on the other side.

"Ru Ge".

Yan Ruge raised her clear, cold eyes to meet Zeng Long's gaze.

"How's the initial restructuring of the group company structure that you've worked on with President Teng going?"

"Brother Long, it's basically all in place." A rare, clear smile, tinged with a sense of accomplishment, appeared on Yan Ruge's lips.

She took out a thick document, as thick as an encyclopedia, from an exquisitely crafted file folder and handed it to Zeng Long with both hands.

"The initial structure is as follows: you will be the chairman of the board, and Mr. Teng will be the executive president. There will be two main departments: the domestic department and the international department, which will be overseen by me and the future head of the international department. Under these two departments, there will be further subdivisions overseeing the various subsidiaries."

She paused, then added, "The company's organizational structure, division of responsibilities, personnel system, financial processes, risk management... all the relevant detailed information and preliminary drafts are in here."

Zeng Long took the heavy document, casually flipping through a few pages. It was clearly well-organized and logically sound, obviously the result of considerable effort. He raised an eyebrow, a smile of appreciation spreading across his face.

"Great job, Ruge! You've produced such detailed information in such a short time. Thank you for your hard work."

"Brother Long, you flatter me. It's my duty." Yan Ruge lowered her head slightly, her tone still calm, but a fleeting glint in her eyes revealed the turmoil within her.

"Okay! I'll take it back and take a closer look." Zeng Long placed the documents beside him, then leaned back slightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Teng Ao and Yan Rugo's faces. His tone became somewhat playful, yet incredibly serious:

"Now, I'm going to talk to you two about your salaries and compensation."

He paused, his voice carrying a convincing power: "I, Zeng Long, am not a exploitative person who just makes people work without giving them enough in return."

All eyes in the private room turned to them, even Tie Zhu and Xiao Yu held their breath. They both knew that what was about to be discussed was the real key to binding these two elites of wealthy families.

"What I mean is that I want to get your opinions before implementing it."

Zeng Long held up two fingers. "Option one is to directly adopt an annual salary plus profit-sharing model. Option two is to directly distribute the group's original shares as rewards."

He looked at the two of them and said, "You two can choose for yourselves."

He had barely finished speaking—

"I choose shares!" Teng Ao blurted out without hesitation, his voice firm and resolute.

"I also choose shares." Yan Ruge followed suit without hesitation, her clear and cold voice carrying the same determination.

Just kidding! Original shares of Longyu Group?

That's the ticket that countless aristocratic families have racked their brains and spent countless hours trying to obtain, yet they could never get even a tiny bit of it!

Are the two of them, and their families, short of money?

No, what they truly lack is the qualification to ensure their family's continued prosperity and to integrate into the core circle of this soon-to-be-launched commercial behemoth, the intangible deterrent power that comes with it, and the capital to be passed down through generations!

Shares are not just wealth, but also a symbol of power, status, and the future!

Zeng Long seemed unsurprised by their choices. After listening, he pondered for a moment before fixing his gaze on Teng Ao.

"President Teng," he said slowly, "you initially invested 100 billion, but thanks to this operation in the financial market, your capital has doubled in profit. Therefore, I will have Xiaoya return this 100 billion principal to you in full."

Teng Ao's heart tightened, and he held his breath.

Zeng Long continued, each word like a pearl falling onto a jade plate, crisp and priceless: "In addition, I will give you a separate reward: ten percent of the original shares of Longyu Group."

boom!

Teng Ao felt as if his brain had been struck by a bolt of lightning of happiness, leaving it completely blank!

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide open, his pupils filled with disbelief, ecstasy, and an almost overflowing emotion!

When he and his grandfather first discussed it privately, their biggest hope was that by investing 100 billion yuan, they could exchange it for about 3% of the original shares of Longyu Group. That would be an incredibly fortunate event that would make their ancestors' graves gleam with auspicious smoke and be worthy of celebration by the whole clan!

But now... Zeng Long not only returned all of his 100 billion yuan investment without taking a single penny, but also... even gave him an extra 10% of the group's shares as a bonus!

What does this mean? It means that Teng Ao and his Teng family got 10% of Longyu Group's original shares for free without spending a single penny!

According to Zeng Long's announcement, the first batch of funds injected amounted to two trillion yuan. This ten percent would be two hundred billion yuan!

And this is just the initial value! Once the giant ship of Longyu Group officially sets sail, its value will increase exponentially!

This is not just a matter of being recognized and appreciated; it's practically a matter of being given a second chance!

Teng Ao's lips trembled violently, and his eyes visibly reddened and moistened. He abruptly stood up, his body even swaying slightly from the overwhelming emotion.

He looked at Zeng Long, his usually bright eyes now shrouded in a layer of tears, filled with immense excitement and sincere emotion.

A thousand words stuck in his throat. Finally, he bowed deeply, almost at a ninety-degree angle, to Zeng Long, his voice choked with barely suppressed emotion, and said with utmost solemnity:

"Thank you! Brother Long! Thank you!"

Zeng Long casually waved his right hand, his tone carrying an undeniable interruption, yet also a brotherly casualness:

"President Teng! Given our relationship, please don't bother with these formalities."

He looked calmly at Teng Ao:

"As the CEO of the group company, whether this great ship can sail smoothly in the future ultimately depends on you to steer it. This is what you deserve."

After speaking, Zeng Long turned his gaze to Yan Rugo, who was also filled with excitement.

"Ru Ge," his tone softened slightly, "I will have Xiao Ya refund the full amount of the funds you transferred to her earlier."

Yan Ruge nodded gently, waiting for what was to come.

"At the same time, the shares you will be rewarded with are," Zeng Long stated a number, "5 points."

He looked at Yan Rugo and asked, "Do you have any other good suggestions?"

Yan Ruge was completely stunned. 5% of the original shares!

Her grandfather's words of advice flashed through her mind: "Never covet shares, just do your best."

She herself never expected to directly obtain shares; being able to take the position of general manager in China was already a tremendous opportunity for the Yan family.

At this moment, the sudden offer of 5% in pre-IPO shares left her at a loss for how to respond.

To accept? That would go against Grandpa's original intention.

Refusal? This was yet another clear reward and recognition from Zeng Long... For the first time, a clear hesitation and struggle appeared on her exquisite face, and her cold eyes were filled with complex thoughts.

Zeng Long seemed to see through her inner conflict and concerns at a glance. He smiled, a smile that carried a clear understanding of the world and an undeniable domineering aura.

"Keep the shares for now."

His tone was relaxed, yet carried immense weight, as if stating an established fact:

"I, Zeng Long, don't want to be known as a 'skinny tyrant'!"

These words, like a gentle spring breeze and a final verdict, instantly shattered all of Yan Rugo's hesitation.

Looking into Zeng Long's eyes, which held a faint smile yet were incredibly serious, she understood that this was not just a reward, but a complete acceptance and trust.

Inside the private room, the lighting was soft. Zeng Long sat in the main seat, looking at his two right-hand men who were now completely devoted to him and were filled with excitement, a deep smile curving his lips.

The skeleton of Longyu Group has now been infused with a true soul and flesh.

The giant ship of capital has already sounded its horn and is about to sail into the vast and unfathomable sea of ​​commerce.