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

The capital city, a colossal city that has gathered the fortune of the Dragon Kingdom for thousands of years and the power of the present day, still appears on the surface as bustling with traffic and flashing neon lights, a scene of prosperity and grandeur.

However, the news that Longyu Group has made a strong move to Jingtong District with a huge investment of two trillion yuan and the highest praise is like a deep-water bomb thrown into a seemingly calm lake!

The violent tremors and undercurrents it caused are surging and spreading wildly beneath the surface of the water.

The ancient proverb has come true once again: The world is bustling, all for profit; the world is bustling, all for gain.

Faced with enormous interests capable of reshaping the landscape, the existing balance and harmony are becoming increasingly precarious.

The atmosphere at the Chen Family Compound was somber.

Chen Yifeng stood in front of his desk, his gaze fixed on the distance, as if he could pierce through the darkness and see the impending storm.

His brow furrowed slightly as he pondered a solution.

With his brows furrowed, the young face that usually carried a hint of reserve and calculation was now filled with heavy doubt and a trace of barely perceptible anxiety.

His grandfather, Mr. Chen, was sitting upright in a grand chair, his eyes closed as if he were listening quietly, or perhaps detached from worldly affairs.

"Grandpa," Chen Yifeng's voice broke the silence of the study, carrying a clear understanding after careful consideration, yet unable to conceal his confusion:

"Longyu Group, from its announcement of establishment to the current setting of its headquarters, is acting strangely in every way!"

He began to list them one by one, as if laying out points of doubt on a chessboard:

"First, funding!"

"Where did Tengao get such abundant funds? Two trillion!"

"Even though the Teng family has a deep foundation, it's absolutely impossible for them to mobilize such a large amount of cash flow that is entirely under Teng Ao's personal control in such a short period of time!"

"There must be a massive source of funding behind this that we don't yet know about!"

"Secondly, personnel!"

Why did Yan Rugo become the domestic general manager of Longyu Group?

"The relationship between the Teng and Yan families is alright, but given the Teng family's style and Teng Ao's controlling nature—"

"How could such a core position with such immense power be so easily handed over to the Yan family?"

"This doesn't conform to the common sense of power distribution!"

"Third, and most importantly—"

Chen Yifeng's tone hardened, his gaze turning cold:

"Hao Yuan! Zeng Long spared no expense, using that precious spot and leveraging our Chen family's influence, to push Hao Yuan to the position of Secretary of the Jingtong District Council."

"At the time, I just thought Zeng Long was helping his classmate, but ironically, not long after Hao Yuan had settled into his position, the enormous pie of the Longyu Group headquarters landed right into his hands!"

His face showed undisguised suspicion:

"Everyone's saying that Hao Yuan's exceptional abilities led him to create a perfect solution that impressed Teng Ao. I absolutely refuse to believe it!"

"Hao Yuan may be capable, but as a district-level Party secretary, it's absolutely impossible for him to formulate a plan that surpasses many economically strong provinces and first-tier cities in such a short period of time!"

"There must be a mastermind behind this, or rather... it was premeditated!"

Chen Yifeng took a deep breath and threw out the crucial clue that finally connected all his doubts:

"And what connects all these seemingly isolated points is the phone call Teng Ao made to me personally last night—"

"He, representing Zeng Long, demanded that our Chen family fully support his second uncle, Teng Yunhai, in taking the throne!"

His eyes gleamed with insight:

"What does this mean? It means that Zeng Long has at least reached some kind of deep, even dominant, cooperation with Tengao!"

"Otherwise, why would Zeng Long help Teng Ao handle core family affairs?"

"Why is it that right after Teng Ao finished his phone call with me and finalized his second uncle's future, Hao Yuan immediately got the Longyu Group project? Is this just a coincidence?!"

His conclusion was chilling:

"Hao Yuan's meteoric rise to power today, his political wings firmly planted, is all thanks to Zeng Long paving the way for him through the Chen family!"

"And now, from Hao Yuan to Teng Ao, and then to Zeng Long, who is hidden even deeper, these seemingly unrelated threads have clearly woven into a web of interests and power when examined closely!"

"There exists a tightly intertwined connection between them that we haven't yet fully grasped!"

After Chen Yifeng finished speaking, the study fell silent. He could only hear his own slightly rapid breathing and the rustling of the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves outside the window.

After a long while, Old Master Chen, who was sitting in the armchair, finally slowly opened his eyes.

In his weathered, worldly-wise eyes, there was no surprise, no anger, only a profound stillness.

His thin, bony fingers began to tap rhythmically and gently on the smooth rosewood armrests of the chair.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to strike Chen Yifeng's heart, causing him to involuntarily hold his breath.

A faint, almost compassionate smile appeared on Old Master Chen's face. He looked at his grandson, on whom he had placed the most hope, and slowly spoke, his voice aged yet carrying a penetrating power:

"Xiao Feng," he called his grandson by his nickname, "from a Buddhist perspective, your reasoning just now is already... attached to appearances."

"Attached to appearances?" Chen Yifeng was slightly taken aback.

"Not bad." Old Master Chen nodded slightly.

"You are too fixated on superficial connections, too eager to find out 'who they are,' 'what their relationship is,' and 'why they succeeded.'"

"Your heart has been bound by names like 'Zeng Long' and 'Teng Ao,' and by appearances like 'two trillion' and 'general manager.'"

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone becoming that of a teacher imparting the art of rulership:

"What is the relationship between Zeng Long and Teng Ao, and what is the real story behind Longyu Group? That's between them."

"If it's just because you can't see through it, or because of some intense conflicts with Zeng Long in the past—"

"If you're thinking of breaking it down and becoming their enemy, then you can mobilize all your resources to unravel the mystery and get to the bottom of it."

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Chen Yifeng:

"But—!" This "but" carries immense weight:

"Tell Grandpa, what real benefit would it bring to our Chen family to try to stop Zeng Long and Teng Ao's cooperation and hinder the development of Longyu Group, according to your plan?"

"And how much...tangible benefit can it bring?"

Chen Yifeng opened his mouth, but couldn't answer for a moment. Yes, they stopped it, but then what? What would the Chen family gain? Besides potentially making enemies, there seemed to be no obvious benefit.

Seeing his speechless expression, Old Master Chen continued, his tone calm yet containing profound wisdom:

"On the other hand, Longyu Group is currently riding high, with huge capital, the emperor's favor, and the support of the people. It has developed, and this huge pie is right there."

"How should our Chen family find opportunities within this situation, how can we subtly gain a share, and even leverage its influence to elevate our family to a higher level?"

He earnestly advised, "This is the core issue that you, as the future leader of the Chen family, most need to balance and consider right now! It's not about getting bogged down in who the enemy is or who the friend is."

His voice carried a sense of world-weariness and coldness:

"A truly excellent strategist never cares about short-term gains or losses, nor is he swayed by personal likes or dislikes."

"Because they have a grand vision and long-term goals."

"As long as the ultimate goal can be achieved and one's own interests can be maximized, then even former enemies can become a temporary or even long-term community of interests."

He finally concluded, revealing that irrefutable truth:

"So, Xiao Feng, remember this: in the highest levels of competition, there are no permanent friends, no permanent enemies... only permanent interests!"

These words were like a wake-up call, or a thunderclap, that struck Chen Yifeng's ears!

All his previous confusion, resentment, and targeted thinking were completely shattered and reshaped at this moment!

The fog in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented clarity and calmness.

Just then, Old Master Chen slowly stood up from his armchair.

He wasn't particularly tall, and was even somewhat hunched over, but at that moment he seemed to possess the power of a mountain.

He walked up to Chen Yifeng, raised his wrinkled hand, and gently but powerfully patted his grandson's shoulder.

"Xiao Feng, you're about to graduate from the academy."

Old Master Chen's tone became extremely solemn, carrying the family's expectations and plans:

"Grandpa hopes and has made arrangements for your future: a career in government. You are calm, thoughtful, patient, and have a sharp edge. This path is most suitable for you."

His gaze seemed to pierce through time and space, glimpsing the distant future:

"Therefore... the establishment of Longyu Group in Jingtong District is not a bad thing for us, but rather an excellent opportunity!"

"Our Chen family must get our share of this enormous profit!"

He stared into Chen Yifeng's eyes, clearly pointing him in the right direction, his voice like a final verdict, carrying an unquestionable resolve:

"And your first stop on your official career in the Dragon Kingdom will also be the most important and powerful springboard for your future career, which is—"

He deliberately slowed his speech, each word carrying immense weight:

"Jing...Tong...District".

Chen Yifeng's pupils contracted sharply the moment he heard those three words! Immediately afterward, an aura mixed with enlightenment, ambition, and awe slowly rose from his body.

Jingtong District, the eye of the storm that has suddenly become the focus of attention because of Longyu Group, is about to welcome a "young master" from Beijing with a powerful background, shrewdness, and clear goals.

The future landscape is destined to be even more unpredictable and turbulent.