My stepmother forced me to donate bone marrow, so I retaliated by slapping my scumbag father in the

Shen Ze didn't hesitate and said directly, "Let's draw a prize."

[Ding! The lucky draw has begun.]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: a top-of-the-line Porsche 911 Turbo S.]

The vehicle is valued at 3.2 million.

All relevant vehicle purchase procedures, insurance, and license plate registration have been completed simultaneously, are legal and compliant, and pose no risk.

The vehicle is currently parked in the private underground parking lot of the Huateng Villa area.

[Additional skill unlocked: Master-level supercar driving skills.]

The next second, a wealth of driving experience flooded into Shen Ze's mind.

Steering wheel feedback, throttle response, braking point judgment, cornering line, weight transfer, high-speed lane changing, track control...

These things are not like knowledge, but more like instincts etched into the body.

Shen Ze stood by the lake, his fingers twitching slightly, and he could even clearly judge in his mind how the vehicle should cut into the apex of the curve at different speeds.

There were no flashy lighting effects, nor any physical mutations.

But he knew he could handle that top-of-the-line supercar with ease.

A Porsche 911 worth 3.2 million.

For him in the past, this was something he would never have even considered.

Shen Ze used to take the subway to work.

On rainy days, my shoes often get wet from mud and water when I walk from Anpingli to the subway entrance.

During the morning rush hour, you squeeze into the train carriage, shoulder to shoulder, sometimes you can't even grab a handrail.

Someone in the company bought a car worth over 200,000 yuan, and during lunch break, colleagues would chat about it for ages.

Now, a top-of-the-line 911 worth 3.2 million yuan is quietly parked in his private parking lot.

Shen Ze turned and walked towards the villa, and the motion-sensor lights in the underground parking lot lit up one by one.

When he walked to the parking space, a dark gray Porsche 911 was parked there, its body low and sleek, and its paint gleaming coldly under the lights.

It has no extra decorations, but you can tell at a glance that it's not cheap.

Shen Ze pressed the car key.

The car lights came on, like a quiet, crouching beast opening its eyes.

He opened the car door and got in. The leather seats enveloped his body, the dashboard lights up, and the moment he pressed the start button, a deep, powerful roar exploded in the underground parking garage.

boom!

The sound wasn't harsh, but it was enough to make your heart skip a beat.

A resident of the complex who was wiping his car nearby heard the noise and instinctively looked up.

His eyes lit up noticeably when he saw the 911.

Upon seeing Shen Ze in the driver's seat, he paused, then whispered to the driver beside him, "Is this the young man who just moved into the penthouse last night?"

The driver stared wide-eyed. "It must be him, Mr. Shen."

"So young, living in the prime central building, and driving a top-of-the-line 911."

The homeowner clicked his tongue. "When did Shanghai produce such a person?"

Not far away, two park staff members couldn't help but peek.

"Mr. Shen, this car is so cool!"

"Don't just look at the car, that villa is what really makes them impressive."

"I just heard that a guest this morning said he was someone else's son, and the look on his face was so complicated."

"Those who can live here are all extraordinary, but Mr. Shen's age is indeed rare."

The whispers reached Shen Ze's ears, but he didn't react much.

These things are now just tools to him.

Whether it's a car, a villa, a company, or a hospital.

What's truly important is that these things will prevent him from being manipulated by Shen Jianjun's family any longer.

Shen Ze shifted gears and slowly drove out of the garage.

The internal roads of the Huateng villa area are wide and the speed limit is very low. He did not deliberately step on the gas pedal, but simply familiarized himself with the vehicle's feedback.

After leaving the park, he drove onto the outer ring road.

The traffic in Shanghai before noon was not light, but this 911 seemed to become exceptionally obedient in Shen Ze's hands.

With a light touch of the accelerator, the car immediately lurched forward.

When braking, the front of the car pressed down steadily without any unnecessary swaying.

When faced with a series of lane changes, he simply turned the steering wheel slightly, and the car seemed to follow his every thought.

The driver of a BMW in the adjacent lane initially wanted to follow, but seeing the 911 neatly merge into the empty space ahead, he immediately gave up.

"This guy drives really smoothly."

Looking ahead, the passenger couldn't help but sigh, "Not all rich people are reckless with their accelerators."

The BMW owner smiled wryly: "A top-of-the-line 911 costs over three million. The key is that their driving skills are good; there's no need to follow suit."

Shen Ze had no idea what others were thinking. He only drove for a short distance before slowing down to a normal speed.

The test drive was just a test drive; he had other business to attend to.

Today, he is going to Shu Ren Private Hospital.

The system had just handed over 100% of the equity of Shuren Hospital to him; the value of this hospital was far greater than that of a car or a villa.

A top-tier private medical institution with billions in assets, boasting the world's number one hematology department.

Shen Cong happens to have leukemia.

Shen Jianjun's family is still unaware that the person who can truly decide whether Shen Cong can enter the top treatment system has become Shen Ze.

Around noon.

A dark gray Porsche 911 drove into Shuren Private Hospital in Shanghai.

Shue Yan Hospital occupies a large area, and although the buildings are not tall, they have a very high-quality feel.

The plaza in front of the main building is clean and spacious, with neatly trimmed greenery. The outpatient building, inpatient building, and international medical center are clearly divided into zones, and most of the cars passing by are luxury cars.

This place isn't crowded or noisy like a regular hospital.

Each entrance has a dedicated guide, and the security and nursing staff stand upright and speak very softly.

As soon as Shen Ze's car came to a stop, a group of people who had been waiting at the door immediately came to greet him.

The leader was a man in his fifties with neatly combed hair, wearing a white coat, and a name tag that read Wang Mingde.

Director of Shu Ren Private Hospital.

Behind him were the vice president, the financial officer, the administrative director, the heads of various departments, as well as many head nurses and medical representatives.

Dozens of people stood neatly in front of the main building.

The moment Shen Ze got out of the car, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Young, too young, that's many people's first reaction.

They had already been notified that Shuren Hospital had completed its equity transfer and that the new chairman would arrive at the hospital today.

But when they actually saw Shen Ze, many people were still shocked.

The person who can acquire a medical institution like Shuren, which is worth tens of billions, must be a bigwig in the capital market or a member of a long-established family with a very deep background.

But Shen Ze looks like he's only in his early twenties.

Dean Wang was the first to react, quickly stepping forward and bowing slightly: "Chairman Shen, welcome to Shuren Hospital."

The crowd behind him greeted in unison, "Hello, Chairman Shen!"

The sounds weren't exaggerated, but they were very synchronized.

Many of the young nurses looked at Shen Ze with undisguised surprise in their eyes.

"Is this the new chairman?"

"They're so young..."

"He arrived in a 911, and he's so handsome."

"Don't look around carelessly, he's the kind of person who can buy Shuren."

The directors were also exchanging glances.

They've met wealthy people and the children of rich kids.

Being a rich second-generation and actually controlling a hospital worth billions are two different things.