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

The moment the door was pushed open, the woman was so startled that her hand trembled, and she almost dropped her phone.

Shen Cong froze: "Dad?"

Shen Jianjun stood at the door, his face frighteningly gloomy.

The nurses and bodyguards stood frozen outside, no one daring to speak.

Shen Cong instinctively pushed the woman away, forcing a smile as he explained, "Dad, why are you here? I'm just feeling down, so I asked a friend to come and talk to me."

"friend?"

Shen Jianjun walked step by step to the hospital bedside, glanced at the luxury bags, and said in a trembling voice, "You've lost 1.3 billion yuan of the group, everyone outside is laughing at the Shen family, and you still have the mind to joke around with women here?"

Shen Cong's face was grim: "Dad, I'm already feeling terrible, do you really have to yell at me now?"

"Feeling unwell?"

Shen Jianjun laughed angrily, "I don't see you feeling uncomfortable at all!"

He suddenly raised his hand.

Snapped!

A slap landed hard on Shen Cong's face, the sound crisp and loud.

The nurses outside the ward covered their mouths in fright, and the young woman turned pale and quickly shrank into a corner.

Shen Cong was knocked to the side by the blow, completely stunned.

This wasn't the first time Shen Jianjun had hit him, but this time, there were people watching.

His face burned, but more than that, it was filled with humiliation: "Dad!"

Shen Cong covered his face, his eyes instantly reddening. "You hit me again?"

"Hitting you is the least I can do!"

Shen Jianjun pointed at him, his fingers trembling, "1.3 billion! The last of Jianjun Group's working capital! You can move it whenever you want, and lose it just like that!"

"Who do you think you are? An investment genius? A business prodigy?"

"You're just a useless piece of trash!"

Shen Cong's face turned ashen; those words were harsher than a slap in the face.

Shen Jianjun's chest heaved violently, and the anger that had been building up for days finally exploded.

"I've given you projects, resources, and connections all these years, and what have you given me in return?"

"You've become the laughingstock of Shanghai by chasing after Yu Binglan."

"Taking your anger out on Shen Ze? You can't even catch a glimpse of him."

"You lost 1.3 billion by trading Bitcoin, and you dragged the entire group down with you!"

"Shen Cong, tell me, in what way do you compare to Shen Ze?"

The ward fell into a deathly silence.

Shen Cong suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot: "It's Shen Ze again!"

"Yes, it's Shen Ze!"

Shen Jianjun's voice was hoarse, but each sentence was more vehement than the last: "I really regret it now."

"I regret not switching Shen Ze back then."

"I regret raising someone like you as my heir for so many years!"

With a bang, Shen Cong's mind seemed to explode.

What he feared most was said by Shen Jianjun.

Even his father regretted it, regretting not having Shen Ze and regretting raising him.

Shen Cong stared at Shen Jianjun, his chest tightening, and hatred rising from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Ze, it's Shen Ze again. Everyone compares Shen Ze to him.

Jiang Huan is like this, Yu Binglan is like this, and now even Shen Jianjun is like this.

Shen Cong gritted his teeth until they ached, his eyes filled with resentment: "Dad, you'll regret saying these words today."

Shen Jianjun sneered: "What I regret most now is that I spoiled you too much in the past."

After saying that, he turned and left, slamming the ward door shut behind him.

The woman in the corner was so frightened she didn't dare to breathe. Shen Cong sat on the hospital bed, half of his face swollen, his fingers gripping the blanket tightly.

He stopped smashing things, stared at the door, and squeezed out each word through gritted teeth: "Shen Ze, I will never let you get away with this."

On the other side, at Ziyuan Bund Impression, Shen Ze was unaffected by the noise from the outside world.

With the auction of the land on Qingnian Road imminent, he has spent the last few days reviewing all the relevant documents.

The starting bid from Jianjun Group was 200 million yuan.

The outside world is generally pessimistic, and many even believe that this land is Shen Jianjun's attempt to save himself by taking a loss.

But Shen Ze knew very well that five days later, once the dual subway plan was announced, Qingnian Road would become a highly sought-after spot in Shanghai's capital circles.

What he wanted to do was simple: acquire it at a low price and then wait for Shen Jianjun to see for himself what he had missed.

Early in the morning, Shen Ze had just finished breakfast when the familiar system notification sound rang out.

【Ding! 】

A new day has begun.

[Today's check-in attempts unused, wish to check in?]

Shen Ze put down his coffee: "Sign in."

[Ding! Check-in successful.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a cash reward of 30 million.]

The funds are from a legal and compliant source, and have entered the host account through proper channels; there is no risk involved.

My phone vibrated quickly; a text message popped up saying the money had been credited to my account.

Thirty million in cash is no longer an exaggeration for Shen Ze now.

But in places like auctions, the more cash flow a company has, the more confident it is.

The system rewards continued for the next few days.

[Ding! Check-in successful.]

[Congratulations, host, you have acquired: God-level Billiards skill.]

[Ding! Check-in successful.]

[Congratulations, host, you have acquired: God-level Golf Skill.]

[Ding! Check-in successful.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received the blessing of top-tier temperament.]

As a wealth of techniques and body control experience entered his mind, Shen Ze simply closed his eyes slightly.

Billiards, golf.

These things may seem unrelated to the land on Qingnian Road, but Shen Ze understands that in the truly elite circles, many deals are not made in conference rooms.

On the pool table, on the sports field, at a dinner party, it's all a game.

As for enhancing one's temperament, the effect is even more direct.

When the housekeeper of Bund Impression saw Shen Ze the next day, he was subconsciously stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Shen, you look...even more different today."

The maid beside her couldn't help but whisper, "It's the same clothes, but why does it feel even more oppressive?"

Shen Ze ignored all of this. He closed the auction brochure for Qingnian Road and said calmly, "Wait for the auction to begin."

The following morning.

Outside the Huazhou Junting sales center, several black luxury cars slowly came to a stop.

Yu Yehua got out of the car with Yu Binglan.

After visiting Ziyuan yesterday, he lost interest in ordinary luxury homes, but since he was settling down in Shanghai, he had to look at a few more options.

Huazhou Junting is considered a top-tier project in Shanghai, offering excellent privacy and amenities.

The sales director arrived early with his team, his face beaming with an exceptionally warm smile: "Chairman Yu, General Manager Yu, welcome both of you."

Yu Yehua nodded: "Just browsing."

His "whatever" made the sales director even more nervous.

A billionaire from Longdu with a net worth of 800 billion yuan could find a huge opportunity for a project just by glancing at it casually.

As the group walked inside, a black Maybach stopped not far away.

Shen Jianjun got out of the car, looking haggard, but he forced himself to straighten his suit.

He received the news last night.

Even after arriving in Shanghai, Yu Yehua from Longdu still wants to visit Huazhou Junting.

A net worth of 800 billion.

A billionaire of this caliber could easily provide Jianjun Group with a much-needed much-needed breathing space by simply releasing a small portion of their investment.

Shen Jianjun had no other choice; he had to seize every possibility.

"Chairman Yu."

Shen Jianjun strode forward, forcing a smile, "I've heard so much about you. I'm Shen Jianjun from Jianjun Group."

As he spoke, he handed over his business card with both hands.