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

Zhao Wenxuan's eyes lit up immediately.

A billion-dollar cash flow? Still in such a hurry to turn things around?

These kinds of people are like fat sheep falling from the sky.

He was initially worried that Jianjun Group was in a bad position and it would be difficult to make a move, but when he heard that there were billions of yuan in funds at hand, his concerns disappeared instantly.

Moreover, in his view, how clear-headed could someone be if his son could squander billions?

It would be a waste of opportunity not to deceive this kind of person.

Zhao Wenxuan's smile returned: "Please thank Chairman Shen for me. I'll remember this favor."

The secretary nodded and turned to leave.

As soon as his secretary disappeared from sight, Zhao Wenxuan took out his phone and began contacting Jianjun Group.

Meanwhile, in the conference room of Jianjun Group, Shen Jianjun and Sun Mei were looking at a pile of financial statements with worry.

After the sale of the land on Qingnian Road, the group did get a breather, but only a breather.

The demands for payment haven't stopped, and the bank's attitude is getting increasingly grim.

Just then, the secretary pushed open the door and came in: "President Shen, Zhao Wenxuan, the general manager of Tiansheng Real Estate, wants to see you. He says there is a major new energy project that can quickly turn Jianjun Group around."

Shen Jianjun frowned: "New energy?"

Sun Mei sat up straight first: "Let him in."

A few minutes later, Zhao Wenxuan walked into the conference room with a stack of materials, looking completely at ease.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Sun, I've long admired your names."

As soon as he sat down, he immediately began to paint the project in glowing terms.

Policy dividends, industrial upgrading, capital investment, local support, and future valuation—every word of it sounds plausible.

The more he talked, the more lively Sun Mei's expression became.

"You mean, as long as Jianjun Group invests 400 million, its valuation will at least triple?"

Zhao Wenxuan said earnestly, "That's still a conservative estimate. Mr. Sun, new energy is the next big trend for the next ten years. If you don't get in now, you'll only regret it later."

Shen Jianjun hesitated, "What about the risks?"

Zhao Wenxuan immediately laughed: "What business is without risk? But the degree of risk depends on the project's fundamentals."

"Our resources, connections, and implementation capabilities at Tiansheng Real Estate are all laid out here, so you can rest assured."

"Besides, given the current situation of Jianjun Group, if we don't take a gamble, are we just going to slowly wait it out?"

These words struck a chord with Shen Jianjun.

Yes, if they don't give it their all, how will Jianjun Group turn things around?

Sun Mei chimed in, "Jianjun, what the group needs most right now is a major project that can boost confidence."

"Once this new energy project is successfully implemented, the doubts from the outside world will immediately be silenced."

"At that time, not only will the funding problem be solved, but the Sun family will also respect us again."

Seeing that the time was right, Zhao Wenxuan pressed on: "President Shen, to be honest, not just anyone is qualified for this project. I only made this special trip because of the foundation of the Reconstruction Army Group."

"If you give your approval today, we'll get started immediately."

The meeting room was silent for several seconds.

Finally, Shen Jianjun gritted his teeth and made the decision: "Four hundred million, I'll invest."

Zhao Wenxuan was overjoyed inside, but maintained a composed demeanor: "President Shen has the vision. Rest assured, this investment will definitely not disappoint you."

As soon as the money arrived, Zhao Wenxuan almost couldn't suppress the smile on his face when he walked out of the Jianjun Group building.

Four hundred million.

It went even more smoothly than he had expected.

As long as he can launder this money and take the previously embezzled public funds with him, he won't have to worry about the rest of his life.

In the office, Sun Mei's previous gloom was also gone.

"Jianjun, I told you, God wouldn't keep pressing us down forever."

"If this project fails, Jianjun Group will not only recover, but also make a big score."

Shen Jianjun's expression relaxed considerably, and he even showed a rare smile: "Once the first round of information is released, market confidence will return."

Sun Mei immediately chimed in, "Next week is your birthday, so let's invite everyone from the Sun family over and have a proper celebration."

"Let them see that the Shen family hasn't fallen yet."

"It will also let those who were laughing at us know that Jianjun Group can turn things around."

Shen Jianjun nodded.

He had been holding this in for far too long.

He desperately needs a spectacular comeback to regain all the face he's lost these past few days.

In the afternoon, the secretary reported the news to Shen Ze verbatim.

"Chairman Shen, Zhao Wenxuan has already received 400 million from Jianjun Group."

"In addition, Sun Mei is contacting people, wanting to use Shen Jianjun's birthday banquet to release information about the new project and invite many of Sun's relatives and friends to come and support her."

After listening, Shen Ze simply replied with four words: "Keep an eye on it."

The secretary immediately replied, "Understood."

After putting down his phone, Shen Ze ignored the farce at Jianjun Group and drove to the old cemetery.

He had long wanted to move his mother's coffin.

The location here is remote, the environment is poor, security is chaotic, and even daily maintenance is inadequate.

Now that he has the ability, he naturally won't let his mother stay in such a place any longer.

All the procedures at Fushouyuan Cemetery have been completed, and today is the official day for the relocation of the graves.

When we arrived at the grave, several workers and funeral home staff were already waiting.

The wind blowing through the old cemetery carried a damp, earthy smell.

The tombstone had cracks at the corners, and the gaps were filled with dust. The bouquet of flowers next to it, which had long since withered, had never been touched.

Shen Ze stood there, watching for a long time.

What comes to mind is not the present scene, but those years from before.

When his mother was sick, she was always worried about being a burden to him, so she insisted that she was fine.

When he came home from school, he saw yellowed walls, a damp stairwell, and his mother warming up his food while suppressing her cough.

Later, my mother passed away, and we didn't even have a proper burial plot, so we could only bury her here first.

Over the years, every time he came to sweep the tomb, his heart felt like it was being weighed down by a stone.

"Mr. Shen, may we begin?"

The funeral home worker asked in a low voice.

Shen Ze snapped out of his thoughts and nodded: "Let's begin."

Just as the workers got to work, they suddenly heard the rapid thud of high heels on the ground from behind.

"Stop right there!"

The sound was shrill and sharp, piercing even from a distance.

Shen Ze turned his head and saw Sun Mei leading Shen Jianjun walking quickly towards him.

She wore a thick layer of powder on her face today, but it still couldn't hide her meanness.

Upon arriving at the tombstone, she glanced at it and then sneered, "Shen Ze, you really are willing to spend money."

"A dead person can be buried anywhere, so why are you making such a big fuss?"

The workers stopped what they were doing and looked at each other in bewilderment.

The cemetery caretaker stood at a distance, his face tense, not daring to interrupt.

Shen Ze looked at her, his voice cold: "Get lost."

Sun Mei reacted as if she'd been stepped on, and immediately exploded.

"You're telling me to get out?"

"Let me tell you, your mother was a worthless woman when she was alive, and she'll be the same after she's dead!"

"It's just a dilapidated grave. What difference would it make if we moved it to Fushou Garden? Even if it flies out of a chicken coop, it won't become a phoenix!"