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

Many people around immediately laughed.

"Mr. Sun is right."

"Shen Ze really acted impulsively this time."

"I wouldn't touch that plot of land on Qingnian Road, not even if it cost 150 million, let alone 230 million."

"He's still too young and doesn't understand how deep the waters of the real estate market run."

"President Shen did a great job selling it; he got rid of the worst burden."

As these words piled up, Sun Mei's smugness became increasingly apparent.

Some time ago, she was suppressed too much by Shen Ze.

The time at Huazhou Junting, the time at Ziyuan, the time at the cemetery—each time felt like a slap across her face.

Today it was finally her turn to step on Shen Ze.

Even if Shen Ze himself isn't there, she wants everyone to know that Shen Ze is bound to lose this time.

As Shen Jianjun listened to these agreementes, his mood improved.

Just then, Shen Ming walked over with a wine glass in his hand.

He glanced at Shen Jianjun, his tone much gentler than before: "Jianjun, today is your birthday, let me toast you."

Shen Jianjun's expression was complicated, but he still raised his glass: "Shen Ming, thank you for coming."

Shen Ming clinked glasses with him, and after finishing his drink, he said, "I said some harsh words before, but let's keep things separate."

"You handled the Youth Road incident decisively."

"When businesses reach a critical juncture, they cannot let emotions hold them back."

"You misjudged that piece of land back then, but now you've cut your losses in time, which means you've stepped on the worst investment project."

These words carried a different weight when they came from Shen Ming's mouth.

Shen Ming had helped Shen Jianjun before, and the two had a deep friendship.

Not long ago, Shen Ming had publicly criticized him for misjudging people, but now he publicly approved of him selling Qingnian Road, which made Shen Jianjun feel much more at ease.

"I feel much better now that you say that."

Shen Ming patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think about those upsetting things today, just enjoy your birthday."

"As long as Jianjun Group can stabilize its cash flow, it still has a chance."

Someone nearby immediately raised their glass.

"Well said!"

"We'll definitely get past President Shen."

"Come on, everyone, let's all raise a glass to President Shen!"

The banquet hall was filled with the clinking of glasses.

Seeing that Shen Jianjun finally smiled, Sun Mei had an idea and leaned close to him, whispering, "Jianjun, why don't we let Cong'er come over too?"

Shen Jianjun paused, his brows furrowing again: "What's he doing here?"

"Today is your birthday, and he is your son. You can't keep hiding in the hospital forever."

Sun Mei lowered her voice, "Everyone outside is saying he's finished, that the Shen family's heir is useless."

"The less he shows his face, the more people think we're guilty."

"With so many guests here today, let him come over and offer you a toast. It'll also let the outside world know that the Shen family is still doing well."

Shen Jianjun remained silent for a few seconds. Shen Cong had indeed disappointed him greatly during this period.

But no matter what, he was still the son he had raised from childhood.

Moreover, if Shen Cong doesn't show up on an occasion like today, outsiders will inevitably continue to gossip.

Sun Mei then advised, "He made a mistake; we'll teach him again later."

"But today is a day to save face for you, and also for the Shen family."

Shen Jianjun took a deep breath and finally nodded: "Have the driver pick him up from the hospital."

Sun Mei's face lit up with joy, and she immediately instructed the servants, "Quickly make arrangements to bring Young Master Cong over."

Several guests, upon hearing this, also chimed in with compliments.

"Young Master Cong is young, it's normal for him to suffer some losses."

"Every child makes mistakes. Just remember them in the future."

"With President Shen personally guiding him, Young Master Cong will be able to settle down sooner or later."

Shen Jianjun didn't reply, but just picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

As the liquor went down his throat, the pent-up frustration that had been building up in his chest for days seemed to subside considerably.

The banquet hall quickly became lively again.

Some people talked about new energy, some about the subsequent financing of Jianjun Group, and some even offered to introduce resources.

Sun Mei stood in the crowd, her face beaming with smiles.

She could almost see Jianjun Group turning things around with its new energy projects, the Sun family regaining their respect, and Shen Ze getting into a mess on the Qingnian Road project.

"Build an army."

Sun Xia walked over with a glass of wine. "When the project is officially announced, you must inform the Li family first."

Shen Jianjun laughed and said, "Don't worry, you'll all be included."

The auction house manager also raised his glass: "Mr. Shen, let me toast you again. May your luck turn around from today onwards."

"it is good."

Just as Shen Jianjun was about to clink glasses, a gasp suddenly came from a corner of the banquet hall.

Holy crap!

This sound was so abrupt that it completely drowned out the laughter that filled the hall.

Many people frowned and looked over.

In the corner, a young guest was holding a mobile phone, seemingly rooted to the spot, his mouth agape.

The person next to him said with dissatisfaction, "What's all the fuss about?"

The young man's face turned pale, and his voice trembled: "The official...the official traffic planning announcement is out!"

"Shanghai's new round of subway planning includes two brand-new lines, Line 23 and Line 24..."

He looked up, his throat feeling like it was blocked.

"The entire construction will revolve around Youth Road!"

boom.

The entire banquet hall looked as if it had been struck by a hammer.

The business owners who were just moments before raising their glasses and mocking the people on Qingnian Road were all frozen in place.

Some people immediately pulled out their phones, some opened financial groups, and others frantically searched for official announcements.

A few seconds later, gasps of surprise erupted one after another.

"It's true!"

"The official account has already posted it!"

"Line 23 passes through the east side of Qingnian Road, and Line 24 goes directly around both the north and south ends of Qingnian Road!"

"This isn't just passing by; the entire area is practically surrounded by the subway!"

"Youth Road is going to be packed!"

The auction house manager's wine glass wobbled, spilling wine onto his sleeve, but he seemed oblivious, his eyes glued to his phone.

"How is this possible..."

"There wasn't a single rumor about it just two days ago!"

The boss who had just said he wouldn't touch a business on Qingnian Road even for 150 million yuan now looked grim.

"Damn it, the land price will at least multiply several times over."

"More than several times the original price! With the combined effect of two subway lines and old city redevelopment, prime locations are taking off!"

"The land that Shen Ze acquired for 230 million, is it in the most prime location on Qingnian Road?"

"Yes, that's the one!"

"So, what's the valuation now...?"

Someone swallowed hard, their voice dry: "Even a billion dollars might not be enough to buy it."

As soon as he said that, everyone looked at Shen Jianjun.

Sun Mei's smile froze on the spot, as if she had been slapped in the face in public.

Sun Xia's wine glass froze in mid-air. The words "Youth Road has no future" still seemed to burn her face, making her unable to utter a single word.

Shen Ming suddenly turned to look at Shen Jianjun, his expression changing repeatedly.

Just minutes before, he had praised Shen Jianjun for getting rid of the worst investment project.

The official announcement has now completely shattered that statement.

Youth Road is not a wasteland, it's a gold mine.

This gold mine was just sold by Shen Jianjun to Shen Ze for 230 million yuan.

"President Shen..."

Someone instinctively opened their mouth, but didn't know what to say.