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

Yu Binglan personally placed a cup of tea in front of him, then sat down next to him.

She was wearing a fitted long dress, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, and her delicate face showed none of her usual aloofness.

"My dad is right."

"Without you, the Yu family's decades-old foundation would have shrunk by at least half, or even been completely destroyed."

She looked at Shen Ze, her eyes filled with admiration: "How do you always manage to solve all the problems?"

"First, he invested 30 billion yuan, and then he became the largest shareholder of the Yu Group."

"Everyone outside is saying that you are likely to become the richest man in Great Xia."

Looking at his daughter's girlish demeanor, Yu Yehua couldn't help but laugh and said, "Binglan, you weren't like this before."

"So many young men used to pursue you, but you wouldn't even give them a second glance."

"Ozawa is just sitting here now, and your eyes haven't left him."

Yu Binglan's pretty face flushed slightly, but she didn't let go of Shen Ze's hand: "He's my husband, what's wrong with me looking at him?"

"Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong."

Yu Yehua laughed even more heartily: "I just think that I had a really good eye back then."

No sooner had he finished speaking than there was a knock on the door.

The maid opened the door, and Zhao Gang walked in, looking travel-worn.

"Old Zhao?"

Yu Yehua stood up in surprise: "Why did you suddenly come to Shanghai?"

Before Zhao Gang could even sit down, he said directly, "Yehua, pack your things and come with me to Longdu."

"To Longdu?"

Yu Yehua looked puzzled: "Why?"

Shen Ze and Yu Binglan also looked at Zhao Gang.

After catching his breath, Zhao Gang looked at Shen Ze and said, "It's not that I want to see you, it's that my uncle wants to see Shen Ze."

Yu Yehua paused for a few seconds, then asked, "Your uncle?"

"Zhao Guoli".

As soon as he uttered those three words, Yu Yehua's teacup wobbled violently, and the tea almost spilled on the ground.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Mr. Zhao Guoli?"

"He specifically asked to see Ozawa?"

Zhao Gang nodded solemnly: "That's right, my uncle has seen Shen Ze's calligraphy and greatly admires him."

"He originally planned to come to Shanghai in person, but his schedule was delayed."

"Now that things are settled, he told me to arrange a meeting as soon as possible."

Yu Yehua froze on the spot.

He had seen Zhao Guoli once from afar when he attended an important meeting in Longdu years ago.

He was already a top billionaire at that time, but he didn't even have the right to go up and talk to him.

Countless people in Longdu want to curry favor with Zhao Guoli. In fact, just getting in touch with Wang Xiaoxi, Zhao Guoli's chief secretary, is enough to make one rise to prominence.

The reason why the Sun family became increasingly arrogant in Longdu was because of their connection with the secretary, Wang Xiaoxi.

But now, Zhao Guoli has actually taken the initiative to ask to meet his son-in-law!

This was no ordinary acquaintance; it was a tremendous opportunity that could completely rewrite the Yu family's status.

Yu Yehua was stunned for more than ten seconds before he suddenly came to his senses.

"Go! Go now!"

"Binglan, Xiaoze, pack your things immediately!"

"Old Zhao, let's set off for Longdu immediately!"

……

On the way to Longdu, Shen Ze sat in the back seat of the car, his gaze fixed on Zhao Gang.

The next second, the X-ray vision ability was quietly activated.

Lines of information appeared clearly before his eyes.

Zhao Gang is a core member of the Zhao family in Longdu.

Uncle, Zhao Guoli.

When Shen Ze saw the three characters "Zhao Guoli" clearly, he finally understood why Yu Yehua had lost his composure upon hearing this name.

Zhao Guoli is not an ordinary high-ranking official.

His identity and status are far more astonishing than the rumors suggest.

Looking across the entire capital city, there are very few people who are truly qualified to have an equal dialogue with him.

Wang Xiaoxi, whom the Sun family went to great lengths to befriend, was merely Zhao Guoli's secretary.

With just one sentence, Wang Xiaoxi was able to force six companies under Yu Yehua's name to cease operations simultaneously.

Zhao Guoli is the one standing behind Wang Xiaoxi!

Shen Ze withdrew his gaze, his expression remaining calm.

Zhao Gang, oblivious to anything amiss, continued with a smile, "Xiao Ze, my uncle is usually quite serious, but you don't need to be nervous."

"He invited you over this time simply to talk to you about calligraphy."

Yu Yehua, sitting next to him, couldn't help but remind him, "Xiao Ze, Mr. Zhao is no ordinary person."

"Very few people in Longdu are qualified to enter his private residence."

"This is a very rare opportunity."

Shen Ze nodded: "Dad, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Several hours later, the convoy arrived at Zhao Guoli's private residence.

The mansion was not as luxurious as I had imagined; the exterior was simple, and the surroundings were very quiet.

The closer you get to the gate, the stricter the security becomes.

Before the convoy even entered the nearby streets, it underwent several identity verifications.

Upon arriving at the door, a staff member quickly came to greet me.

"Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Gang nodded: "Is my uncle inside?"

"I'll be waiting for you in the study."

The staff member glanced at the list of accompanying persons and continued, "According to security regulations, only Mr. Zhao and Mr. Shen are allowed to enter."

"Mr. Yu and Ms. Yu are not on the meeting list."

Yu Yehua paused for a moment, then immediately nodded: "I understand."

Although he is a top billionaire with a net worth of nearly 800 billion, in this kind of place, wealth does not represent everything.

Zhao Gang said apologetically, "Yehua, Binglan, you should go to a nearby hotel to rest first."

"I will contact you personally after the meeting."

Yu Binglan looked at Shen Ze and said softly, "I'll wait for you at the hotel."

"it is good."

Shen Ze agreed.

After Yu Yehua and Yu Binglan left by car, Zhao Gang led Shen Ze toward the mansion.

Upon arriving at the second gate, two security personnel verified the identity again.

One of them spoke politely, but was very serious.

"Mr. Shen, please remove all sharp objects and metal items from your person before entering the courtyard."

"Phone, keys, watch, belt buckle, all need to be stored temporarily."

"Once inside, please refrain from making loud noises and do not venture into areas not listed."

"Please cooperate."

Shen Ze didn't ask any further questions. He took out his belongings one by one and put them into the storage box next to him.

The security personnel carefully checked everything and, after confirming that there were no problems, opened the courtyard gate.

After Zhao Gang went inside, he lowered his voice and said, "There are a few more rules than usual, please don't mind them."

"These are all normal security requirements."

Shen Ze calmly replied, "I understand."

The two walked along a cobblestone path and soon arrived outside the study.

Before even entering, you can smell the faint scent of ink.

Zhao Gang knocked gently on the door: "Uncle, the person has arrived."

"Please come in."

The study door was pushed open.

Zhao Guoli sat behind his desk, holding the calligraphy scroll that Shen Ze had written earlier.

He takes out this calligraphy copybook to admire every day.

Sometimes I would spend half an hour looking at it.

He had memorized almost everything, from the weight of the strokes to the variations in structure and the overall momentum of the characters.

The longer he looked at it, the more incredible it seemed to him.

Hearing footsteps, Zhao Guoli looked up.

When he saw Shen Ze walk in, he was clearly taken aback.

Too young!

Even though he had already read the information, he still didn't expect that the person who could write such characters was so young.

Shen Ze was tall and handsome.

Despite the strict security at the mansion and the figure standing at the pinnacle of the capital, he showed no nervousness or attempt to curry favor.

He was so composed that it was as if he were just visiting an ordinary elder.