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Huateng Villa District.

It is one of the most famous and top-tier villa districts in Shanghai. Although it is not located in the very city center, its environment, security, and privacy are all top-notch.

Those who can live there are either rich or noble.

Shen Jianjun and Sun Mei knew that if he continued to live in the old house in Anpingli, he would only be harassed by them repeatedly.

But things are different now.

The talent for concealment will hide his address, assets, and travel history.

With the Huateng Villa District and his talent for concealment, even if Shen Jianjun searched the entire city, he wouldn't be able to get close to his door again.

Shen Ze looked at the gate of Fengsheng Group, and the coldness in his heart slowly subsided.

We have the sword, and we have the shield.

Next, he would collect the debts little by little, and he turned and walked into the company lobby.

The receptionist stood up straight as soon as she saw him, her voice more nervous than usual: "Mr. Shen... Mr. Shen."

As soon as the title was uttered, several employees nearby all looked over.

In the past, when they saw Shen Ze, they would at most smile and nod.

As ordinary employees in the marketing department, we see each other all the time, so no one thought it was anything special.

But now, as he walked into the hall, everyone's gaze changed.

Shock, envy, embarrassment, and an indescribable mix of emotions.

Shen Ze nodded: "Don't be nervous, just do it the way you always have."

The receptionist blushed and said, "Okay, Mr. Shen."

In the conference room, Zhou Hong had already laid out all the handover documents.

The legal, finance, human resources, and other department heads were all present.

Li Geng's outburst just now stirred up everyone's emotions.

Shen Ze walked back into the conference room, and the crowd that had been whispering instantly fell silent.

Zhou Hong stood up and said, "Chairman Shen, we were interrupted just now. Shall we continue the handover?"

"continue."

Shen Ze sat down in the main seat.

The marketing manager stood at the back of the crowd, looking very uncomfortable.

He used to urge Shen Ze to improve his performance frequently during morning meetings, and he was never polite in his words.

Who would have thought that the person he had reprimanded as an ordinary subordinate would become the company's sole boss?

Lin Qian sat in the row of the marketing department, her fingers gripping a pen, her mind in turmoil.

She used to think that Shen Ze was in poor condition, with no car or house, and it would be difficult for him to make a name for himself in Shanghai.

But now, 100% of Fengsheng Group's equity is right in front of us.

An 80 million company, just like that, became his.

The female colleague next to her lowered her voice: "Lin Qian, didn't you used to say that Shen Ze was quite reliable? If you had made your move sooner..."

Lin Qian blushed instantly and said in a soft voice, "Don't say anymore."

Another male colleague gave a wry smile: "What are we compared to him? We were squeezing into the elevator together yesterday, and today he's the boss."

"Who would have thought?"

"That's what you call a true master who doesn't reveal their abilities."

Zhou Hong handed the documents to Shen Ze one by one: "Chairman Shen, this is a list of all the company's current projects, this is the financial statement, this is the personnel structure, and these are the unfinished contracts."

Shen Ze flipped through the pages quickly, but not superficially.

All the questions he asked hit the nail on the head.

Why is the payment cycle for this supply chain project extended to ninety days?

The finance manager immediately replied, "The client's process is slow; we've already followed up twice."

"All future payments received more than sixty days later will be listed in a separate risk table."

"clear."

Shen Ze then looked at the technical lead: "Why is the system delivery delayed by half a month?"

The technical lead had initially been somewhat skeptical that Shen Ze had simply become rich overnight, but upon hearing this question, he straightened his back.

"We're short-staffed, and the client added extra requirements at the last minute."

"Is there a supplementary contract for the added requirements?"

"not yet."

Shen Ze put the document down: "If there's no supplementary contract, deliver according to the original contract. If the client wants to add requirements, that's fine, but they need to sign first before development begins. Fengsheng isn't a free outsourcing team."

The technical lead paused for a moment, then nodded: "Understood, Chairman Shen."

The middle managers exchanged glances.

They originally thought that Shen Ze was young and would not know anything if he suddenly took over the company.

After those few words, no one dared to treat him as the quiet young man from the marketing department anymore.

Zhou Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

It's already quite rare for both the new and old bosses to give orders haphazardly and to avoid pretending to be experts when they're not.

After the handover was completed, Shen Ze stood up and looked at all the employees.

"The company has changed shareholders, but the business operations remain normal, job positions remain normal, and salaries remain normal."

Upon hearing this, many employees visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Their biggest fear is that the new boss will lay off employees, cut salaries, and overhaul the workforce right away.

Shen Ze continued, "I only look at ability and results. Those who did well before should continue. Those who were just coasting along should know what they're doing."

The marketing manager turned pale.

Shen Ze didn't name names, but it was as if he'd hit him on the head: "There's more."

Shen Ze glanced at the familiar faces in the conference room. "Fengsheng Group isn't a place where just anyone can barge in and give orders. From now on, if anyone tries to pressure the company with outside connections, they'll have to ask me first."

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.

Then, it's unclear who started clapping.

Soon, applause erupted.

This time, no one thought Shen Ze was faking it.

He just shut down the people from Jianjun Group on the spot, so who would dare say he lacks confidence?

After finishing my company business, it was almost 3 p.m.

After signing several documents that needed to be signed that day, Shen Ze instructed Zhou Hong to continue to stabilize the project before leaving Fengsheng Group.

He didn't stay at the company to enjoy everyone's compliments; for him, there was something more important.

In the old house in Anpingli, my mother's portrait is still there, as are my maternal grandparents' portraits.

Now that we have a new home, we should bring them over with us.

When Shen Ze returned to the vicinity of his old neighborhood, it was still not dark.

The bicycle repair stall at the entrance of Anpingli was still open, and a few old men were sitting under a tree chatting.

Upon seeing Shen Ze return, someone greeted him, "Xiao Ze, you're back?"

Shen Ze nodded: "Yeah, I came back to get some things."

He had just walked to the narrow road next to the residential area when a bald man suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man had a gold chain around his neck and a cigarette between his fingers, and twelve people walked out behind him one after another.

There are thirteen in total.

Some people were blocking the road in front, and some were blocking the road behind, completely blocking the intersection.

The bald man looked Shen Ze up and down, then grinned: "You're Shen Ze?"

Shen Ze stopped in his tracks: "Is something the matter?"

"It's nothing serious."

The bald man flicked his cigarette butt onto the ground and ground it with the sole of his shoe. "Someone just doesn't like you. Let us brothers teach you a lesson."

A tall, thin man next to him chuckled lewdly: "He looks decent enough, but it's a pity he didn't have a father to teach him."

Another person chimed in, "I heard he's quite arrogant, even daring to offend influential people."

The bald man took two steps forward and deliberately bumped his shoulder into Shen Ze: "Kid, kneel down and kowtow twice, then we'll break one of your arms. You'll suffer less today."

The old man repairing cars by the roadside changed his expression and quickly backed away.

Someone poked their head out from upstairs: "What's going on? Why are so many people blocking a young man?"

The bald man looked up and yelled, "What are you looking at? Go back inside!"