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

A man in the car muttered under his breath, "It's no use waiting any longer, he's not coming back."

The other person glanced at the time: "Let's leave. Staying here will only make us more likely to attract the attention of the property management."

The group exchanged glances, then started the car and drove away from the Huateng villa area.

When Sun Mei received the news, her face was frighteningly gloomy.

She originally thought that with the Sun family's connections, it wouldn't be difficult to touch Shen Ze.

But she couldn't figure out where Shen Ze was living or what his whereabouts were.

After failing with Huateng, they couldn't touch Caesars Hotel either.

She hasn't yet got any information about Ziyuan.

For the first time, she realized that Shen Ze was no longer the poor boy she could humiliate at will.

For the time being, she had no better solution.

Inside the Shen family villa.

Shen Jianjun sat on the living room sofa with a half-empty bottle of foreign liquor in front of him.

The TV was on a financial channel, and news of the decline in Jianjun Group's stock price was scrolling at the bottom of the screen.

Since the multi-billion dollar cooperation fell through, the market reaction came faster than he had imagined.

With the stock price continuing to decline, partners are taking a wait-and-see approach, and the attitude of banks is also becoming ambiguous.

Several board members called early in the morning to inquire about the situation, their tones increasingly somber.

Shen Jianjun didn't want to answer; he tossed his phone aside and drank one glass of wine after another.

He used to love sitting here watching the news.

The host mentioned Jianjun Group, the financial commentator praised his sharp insight, and the market touted his upcoming promotion to a higher level.

But now, every analysis on TV feels like a slap in the face.

"The Jianjun Group has recently been affected by a major cooperation failure, resulting in a significant lack of market confidence."

"If no new positive factors emerge, the stock price may continue to be under pressure."

Shen Jianjun himself has not yet given a public response.

Upon hearing this, Shen Jianjun abruptly grabbed the remote and turned off the TV.

The living room fell silent instantly.

He leaned back on the sofa, his face ashen; he had no interest in dealing with company affairs anymore.

The vice president sends him a report every day, but he only looks at the most important few points.

The rest is left to the vice president and management to handle.

He originally thought he was just one step away from a net worth of 500 billion.

Now that this step has been broken, he feels completely drained.

At the hospital, Shen Cong paid no attention to any of that; all his focus was on investing in Bitcoin.

In the trading software, the price is still rising.

With each refresh, the account's unrealized profit changes.

Shen Cong felt his breath catch in his throat and his heart pound; he was no longer satisfied with the current gains.

Fifty million in principal is too little.

Even if you earn tens of millions, it won't change the situation.

He needs billions; only billions can make everyone look at him again.

Shen Cong kept calculating the financial situation of Jianjun Group in his mind.

Although the group has recently suffered setbacks, it still has working capital on its books.

If he could set aside a billion dollars and invest heavily in it, he could make an astonishing profit once Bitcoin continued to rise.

At that time, he will not only be able to recover the funds, but also bring huge profits to the group.

Shen Jianjun will discover that his son is not a good-for-nothing.

Sun Mei will regain her pride, and Jiang Huan will regret what she said today.

Yu Binglan would also know that Shen Cong could have everything Shen Ze could have, and even more.

Shen Cong held the phone, his knuckles turning white little by little.

A billion in working capital is no small amount.

Once it's done, it must be rectified in a short period of time.

If the market continues to rise, everything will be fine.

If something goes wrong in the middle, the consequences will be severe.

But the prices on the screen kept jumping up, each number seeming to tempt him to place a bet.

Shen Cong stared at the market chart, the voice in his mind growing louder and louder.

This is his chance to turn things around, and his chance to surpass Shen Ze.

On the other side, Shen Ze had just come out of the study when he received a message from Yu Binglan.

[Brother Shen Ze, Xingchen Group is having a team-building event tomorrow, are you free?]

Go to the Tianshan Resort Area and stay one night.

If it's inconvenient for you, that's okay too.

Shen Ze looked at his phone and could imagine Yu Binglan's expression when she sent those words.

She is a cold and aloof female CEO in the company, speaking to her subordinates crisply and decisively, and even a single glance from her can silence them.

But when it came to him, even the invitation was approached with caution.

Shen Ze replied: [I have time.]

The message was sent almost instantly, and Yu Binglan replied: "Then I'll wait for you at the company entrance tomorrow."

It was followed by a very restrained smiley face emoji.

The next morning.

Several luxury business buses were parked in front of Xingchen Group, and company employees boarded the buses one after another.

This team building event was quite large, with many senior executives and middle managers participating, in addition to several core departments at headquarters.

Everyone chatted as they put down their luggage, creating a lively atmosphere.

"I heard that Tianshan Resort is a collaborative project under the Xingchen Group, right?"

"It's not under his company; it's a high-end resort project that Mr. Yu personally invested in and participated in, costing over a billion yuan to build."

"Over a billion? Going to a place like this for team building is just too awesome."

"The key is that President Yu is going too. We don't usually have the chance to go out with President Yu."

When the male employees got to this point, their voices lowered.

There are too many people in Xingchen Group who secretly admire Yu Binglan.

She is young, beautiful, capable, and incredibly wealthy, yet she is so aloof that people dare not approach her.

The more it's like this, the more it makes people's hearts itch.

However, most people are self-aware enough to only glance at it from afar.

But department manager Wang Yu is different.

He's in his early thirties, has good business skills, works out regularly and is in decent shape, and is quite well-known among the company's middle management.

In the past, Yu Binglan had praised him a couple of times during meetings, and he always felt that he was somewhat special in front of President Yu.

At this moment, Wang Yu was dressed in sportswear and casual wear, carrying a hiking backpack, and deliberately puffed out his chest as he stood next to the car.

Several colleagues joked, "Manager Wang, are you going to give it your all today?"

Wang Yu casually remarked, "It's team building, everyone relax. There are a lot of steps in the Tianshan Resort Area, those with poor stamina might not be able to handle it."

"You definitely can't compare to Manager Wang. Those muscles of yours are clearly the result of hard work."

Wang Yu felt pleased to hear this, but he humbly replied, "It's just that I maintain a regular exercise routine, nothing special."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark gray Porsche 911 slowly pulled up in front of the company.

Many employees immediately looked over.

The car door opened, and Shen Ze got out, wearing a simple black jacket, white shirt, and casual trousers.

Even though he wasn't wearing any flashy brands, the moment he stood there, he seemed to stand out from the crowd.

With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, an upright posture, clean and sharp features, and a calm demeanor that makes it hard to look away.

Several female employees immediately lowered their voices.

"Mr. Shen has arrived."

"My God, he looks even more handsome today."

"That body proportion is absolutely amazing."

"Is this the person Mr. Yu is waiting for?"

Wang Yu's smile faded slightly; of course he knew Shen Ze.

During this period, rumors have been circulating throughout the company that President Yu's feelings for Shen Ze are special.

Wang Yu didn't believe it before. He thought that a woman like Yu Binglan couldn't be easily moved by a man.