King of Capital: From Unemployment to the Pinnacle of Life

Faced with Song Huazhao's invitation, I was extremely conflicted!

On the one hand... I wanted to hide myself and didn't want to see Song Guolong's wife, Yin Mei.

If she notices something in my expression, then we'll be in trouble!

Just like my mom said, if that woman wants to harm me, even if Song Guolong wants to protect me, it's useless!

On the other hand, the hatred for killing one's mother is irreconcilable!

If I don't even dare to see my enemy's face and don't know what he looks like, how can I be worthy of being a son?

Moreover... to uncover the truth behind my birth mother's car accident, I must get close to her, investigate her, and find clues...

Only in this way can we gather enough evidence to make her pay the price!

"Uh... Second Sister, okay then! I'm free right now anyway..."

"Giggle giggle!"

Song Huazhao laughed and said, "Great! The people I sent should be arriving at your house soon!"

"OK!"

......

After hanging up the phone, my mind was in turmoil!

There are definitely concerns... but I have no other choice but to take this path! In my lifetime, to clear my mother's name and bring Yin Mei to justice is my greatest, and perhaps only, goal!

Even if I die on this road, I will have no regrets!

Song Huazhao's men arrived just five minutes later!

After saying goodbye to Meijuan and Meiyun, I got into the Song family's Bentley, and they took me to the famous scenic spot, Goddess Peak, which is not far from the city center.

On the south side of Goddess Peak, there is a very secluded cluster of luxurious villas built against the mountainside.

I never expected the Song family to be here.

Not far from the city center, with extremely convenient transportation, yet extremely private...

I've lived in Jiangcheng for seven years now and have heard of many wealthy neighborhoods, but I've never heard of such a mysterious area behind Goddess Peak, facing south!

It truly gives one the feeling of a hermit living in the city...

What's even more amazing is that there's a spring waterfall gushing out from inside the mountain... forming a river halfway up the mountain, like a ribbon around a goddess's waist, it's simply breathtaking!

When I arrived at Song Guolong's house, I was completely shocked!

What kind of villa is this?

It's clearly a palace that blends classical and modern elements, with two giant bronze lions at the entrance and over a hundred steps leading up to it...

Above its entrance hangs a plaque that reads "A High Mountain to Look Up To!"

This reminds me of the style of ancient pawnshops!

In ancient times, pawnshop windows were often very high. You had to crane your neck, raise your arms, and hold the item you wanted to pawn above your head for the clerk inside to take it...

It means that even a penny can bring down a man's strength! If you want to exchange goods for money to solve an urgent problem, you have to be humble and respectful. When asking for help, you have to act like you're asking for a favor! Don't act like a big shot!

That's the kind of aura I get from the Song family mansion!

If you want to borrow money from Song Guolong, be more respectful and humble. Take the first step and climb over 100 steps first!

Of course, I didn't need to climb... The bodyguards led me directly to the "green channel" next to the "palace," where I could take the "sightseeing elevator" up...

Inside the suffocatingly luxurious hall of the Song family mansion, I saw many well-dressed people, quite a few of whom were elderly foreigners. They were gathered in small groups, intently discussing something... Their voices were not loud, some of them weren't speaking English, and they seemed quite nervous, even gesturing with their hands...

The bodyguard led me to the door of an extremely luxuriously decorated room and gently pushed it open...

Inside the door was an even more exquisite and luxurious reception room. A kind-faced elderly woman in a wheelchair, accompanied by Song Huazhao, was listening to several foreigners explain the clothing designs, while a beautiful female translator provided continuous explanations...

"Madam Song, this is the latest autumn collection specially commissioned by the chief designer of Chiton in Naples for Mr. Song. It uses the finest 'cashmere,' liquid gold-grade fiber..."

Upon seeing me arrive, Song Huazhao immediately smiled and waved to me, "Xiao Cheng, come here! Sit here..."

"Uh... Hello, Auntie!"

I glanced awkwardly at Yin Mei, swallowed nervously, nodded and gave a slight half-bow... then walked over, my feelings a mix of emotions!

Judging from her appearance alone, this woman looks quite kind... she doesn't seem like the kind of bad person.

But my mother made it clear... my biological mother was killed by the assassin she sent!

If they weren't worried that I would also die at their hands, my parents wouldn't have given up the opportunity to make money in the city and gone back to their hometown to farm!

I hate her, I hate her to the core!

But then I thought... she was the original wife of the Song family, and the victim of the emotional turmoil!

There shouldn't have been a relationship between Song Guolong and my biological mother in the first place...

But after my birth mother found out the truth, she ran away and stopped getting involved in your family's mess. Why are you still chasing after her, relentlessly pursuing her to the death?

It's all Song Guolong's fault, why should my mother be blamed?

But I can't bring myself to hate Song Guolong so much... After all, he gave me life, and if he hadn't done what he did back then, I wouldn't exist...

In an instant, a thousand thoughts swirled within me—morality and hatred, reason and selfishness—intertwined and gnawed at my heart!

I sat down properly next to Song Huazhao.

Yin Mei immediately looked at me with concern, frowning as she asked, "This is Xiao Cheng? What happened to his face?"

"It was the Xiao family who beat him up..."

Song Huazhao frowned and said resentfully, "What an ill-mannered and rude family!"

"Oh dear...tsk!"

Yin Mei looked distressed: "Does it hurt? You can't be left alone from now on, in case of any emergency..."

"Thank you for your concern, Auntie!"

I nodded and smiled sincerely at her: "Young lady, this is normal, it's alright!"

"I'll send Hongman to him later, to be his bodyguard..."

With a hint of disdain on his face, Song Huazhao said, "Those bodyguards of the Xu family are all good-for-nothings; they can't be relied on at all..."

"Hmm! I think it's a good idea! That girl Hongman is quite skilled..." Yin Mei nodded with a smile.

My mind is a little foggy...

That girl?

They assigned me a female bodyguard?

What can a woman do?

"Xiao Cheng!"

Yin Mei smiled at me and pointed to the foreigners who were introducing clothes to her, saying, "Why don't you try this dress on and let your auntie take a look?"

"Uh..." I grinned awkwardly.

Song Huazhao laughed, "Xiao Cheng has such a great figure, he's perfect as a clothes hanger!"

Unable to refuse their kind invitation, I got up and went over, putting on the men's casual autumn outfit...

"Tsk tsk tsk! Not bad at all!"

Yin Mei smiled broadly and looked at me with admiration, while Song Huazhao also gave me a look of amazement!

It is often said that the more aristocratic or wealthy a family is, the better the upbringing of its members will be!

I deeply felt this in Yin Mei and her daughter Song Huazhao!

In their minds... I was just a pawn in Song Guolong's business game!

To put it bluntly, he's just a down-on-his-luck person from the bottom of society... except now he has the value of being a "troublemaker"!

But neither of them treated me with any disdain or arrogance!

On the contrary, they were very kind, just like they would treat their own child...

This is completely different from the situation when I first met Xu Meijuan!

When Xu Meijuan first "caught" me and Teacher Sun in the restroom, the look of utter contempt, disdain, and disdain on her face... I will remember it for the rest of my life!

Even when she later slept with me, no matter how engrossed or passionate she seemed, she couldn't erase my negative memories!

When the ultra-wealthy choose birthday gifts... they certainly can't do it like ordinary people shopping in a mall!

Instead, it's the personal customer directors of top global brands coming to my home to demonstrate products...

Customers only need to 'interview' to select...

I tried on one piece after another, wave after wave of these "privately made" items, showing them off to Yin Mei and her daughter Song Huazhao...

Yin Mei looked on with a kind expression, admiring the scene. As she watched, her eyes welled up with tears, and she wiped them away with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Mom! What's wrong?" Song Huazhao asked immediately, her face full of worry and confusion.

"Oh!"

Yin Mei shook her head with a slight sigh, then smiled faintly: "Mom's fine! Mom just feels... cough!"

"Mom! Tell me, what's on your mind?"

Song Huazhao was impatient and kept asking questions.

"You silly child!"

Yin Mei smiled at Song Huazhao with a mixture of affection and reproach, "I saw what Xiao Song was doing when he was changing clothes... and it reminded me of your father when he was young..."

"Really!"

Song Huazhao glanced at me with a look of surprise and disbelief.

"Um!"

Yin Mei looked at me with eyes full of affection and muttered, "Many of Xiao Song's movements, including the way he walks, are very similar to your father when he was young! His features are quite similar too..."

The interaction between the mother and daughter is harmonious and beautiful!

My heart leaped into my throat, as if a sharp claw had gripped my throat!

People often say "like father, like son"... meaning that a son's many subconscious actions, including facial micro-expressions, will unconsciously resemble his father's even without anyone deliberately "guiding" him!

wipe!

At that moment, I felt as if I were under an X-ray scan, being scrutinized by the mother and daughter...

As the boss of Song's Capital, Yin Mei's wisdom is not to be underestimated.

Amidst a series of doubts, associations, and deductions... I exposed myself so blatantly in front of her... Wasn't that suicidal?