After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

Lin Ping's casual remark about transferring 1 billion yuan instantly silenced the entire conference room, followed by an even stronger burst of mockery and disdain.

Shen Aoxue's grip on Lin Ping's sleeve tightened slightly, and her beautiful, aloof face couldn't hide her astonishment and worry.

Having been in charge of the Shen family for many years, she knew that 1 billion in cash was no small sum. Even top wealthy families couldn't just move it around in ten minutes. Moreover, Lin Ping was dressed simply and didn't look like someone who could casually take out 1 billion. A sense of unease rose in her heart, but looking at Lin Ping's determined eyes, she inexplicably chose to believe him.

Zhao Tianyu was stunned for a full three seconds, then slammed his hand on the table, threw his head back and laughed wildly until he couldn't straighten up. He looked at Lin Ping as if he were looking at a fool who was talking nonsense.

"One billion? Did I hear that right? You penniless wretch, you dare to say you can transfer one billion in ten minutes?"

"That's outrageous! You're practically blowing your own horn! I think you've lost your mind, spouting nonsense here!"

He took a step forward, staring intently at Lin Ping with a sinister and arrogant look in his eyes. He immediately uttered a harsh threat, his voice echoing throughout the conference room: "I bet you! I'll wait these ten minutes!"

"If one billion yuan arrives in the Shen Group's account in ten minutes, I'll kneel down and kowtow to you right now, calling you 'Dad'!"

"But if the money doesn't arrive, you and Shen Aoxue will both get out of the Shen family business today and never set foot here again!"

Zhang Lei immediately echoed, nodding obsequiously at Zhao Tianyu, then glaring disdainfully at Lin Ping: "Young Master Zhao is right! This kid is just putting on airs. More than half of the ten minutes have already passed. Let alone ten billion, he probably can't even come up with a million!"

The other rebellious executives whispered among themselves, pointing and gesturing, their eyes full of schadenfreude, certain that Lin Ping would lose.

Time ticked by, and the clock in the conference room rang out, each tick striking a chord in everyone's hearts.

Five minutes passed, and there was still no activity in the Shen Group's account.

Eight minutes passed, and the account still hadn't seen any increase in balance.

Zhao Tianyu glanced at his watch, his face growing increasingly smug and arrogant. He stood up, strode to the front of the forest, and berated Lin Ping from above, his arrogance reaching its peak.

"Time's almost up! Why are you still pretending to be calm?"

"Get ready to cash in your bet and get out of the Shen family with your woman! Don't waste everyone's time here!"

"A poor wretch is a poor wretch, yet he dares to pretend to be a rich man; it's utterly ridiculous!"

His voice grew increasingly sharp, and he was about to point his finger at Lin Ping's nose and announce to the public that Lin Ping had lost.

But at that very moment, Shen Aoxue's personal office phone suddenly rang with an urgent notification sound. It was an emergency call from the company's finance department!

Shen Aoxue's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately pressed the answer button and turned on speakerphone.

The CFO's trembling yet excited voice instantly resounded throughout the conference room, filled with barely suppressed elation: "President Shen! Fantastic news! A full ten billion yuan in cash has just arrived in the company's corporate account! The funds are fully in place, with absolutely no risk. The crisis of the company's cash flow being disrupted has been completely resolved!"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room fell silent!

All sound vanished instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Tianyu's arrogant laughter froze instantly, his smile completely solidified, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his whole body stiffened abruptly.

Zhang Lei's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground, his face as pale as paper.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Lin Ping, their contempt, mockery, and disdain transforming into utter shock and awe.

One phone call, and in less than ten minutes, a billion dollars in cash arrived!

This is no ordinary poor martial artist; he's a top-tier, unassuming super boss!

Shen Aoxue stared blankly at Lin Ping, who stood calmly beside her, her eyes filled with amazement and admiration. Her originally cold eyes were now filled with tenderness and love as she leaned close to Lin Ping, feeling completely safe.

Zhao Tianyu's face turned pale and then red, from shock to anger and embarrassment, and then to complete panic. His blood was surging, and he was both angry and resentful. However, he knew that the martial artists around him were no match for Lin Ping. They couldn't beat him in a fight, nor could they compete with him in terms of money. He was completely defeated.

He dared not linger a moment longer. Covering his face, he turned and rushed towards the conference room door, his voice panicked and disheveled: "Consider yourself lucky. You won this time. Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wenliang flashed and blocked the conference room door, arms crossed, face fierce, blocking Zhao Tianyu and the two black-clad martial artists, leaving them no way out.

"Trying to leave?"

"You said you'd make the bet yourself! Once the transfer is complete, you'd kneel down and kowtow, calling my Mr. Lin 'Dad'! You think you can just slip away like that? No way!"

Zhao Tianyu stopped in his tracks, his face turning a deep purplish-red. He was both ashamed and furious, staring intently at Li Wenliang, gritting his teeth, but unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.

Lin Ping raised his eyes indifferently, glanced at the disheveled Zhao Tianyu, and said in a cold tone, full of disdain: "No need to call me father, just kowtow and admit your mistake. I don't have such an unfilial son."

Li Wenliang immediately bowed and agreed, then turned to Zhao Tianyu and sternly reprimanded him, not giving an inch: "Did you hear me! Mr. Lin is magnanimous, but the bet must be honored! Kowtowing is a must, and you must call him 'father'! This is the rule of accepting the consequences of a bet, and no one dares to break it!"

Zhao Tianyu clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, his whole body trembling. His dignity had been completely trampled underfoot, but he couldn't win, he couldn't escape, and there was no way out.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, his legs buckled, and he knelt heavily before Lin Ping, head bowed, face full of humiliation, his voice barely audible: "Father... I was wrong, I'm sorry."

After saying that, he stiffly kowtowed.

Li Wenliang immediately agreed loudly, his face beaming with smug satisfaction. He practically wanted to clap and cheer, and became even more respectful to Lin Ping: "Yes! Alright! Young Master Zhao, that's what you call keeping your word!"

Zhao Tianyu was utterly humiliated. After kowtowing, he scrambled out of the conference room with two completely limp black-clad warriors, not daring to look back.

After getting rid of Zhao Tianyu, Zhang Lei in the conference room was terrified. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, he shrank back, lowered his head, and tiptoed towards the door, trying to escape and completely avoid punishment.

Li Wenliang reacted quickly, spotting Zhang Lei fleeing. He strode forward, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and dragged him like a chick to Shen Aoxue, then threw him hard to the ground.

"President Shen, this traitor who betrayed us is trying to run away!"

Zhang Lei collapsed to his knees, trembling all over, his face deathly pale, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He repeatedly kowtowed, begging for mercy, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "President Shen, I was wrong! I was bewitched and bribed by Zhao Tianyu, please forgive me this once! I'll never dare to do it again!"

Shen Aoxue stood up, her cold eyes filled with icy intent, her aura chilling. She looked at the vice president who had betrayed her with no mercy in her eyes.

Lin Ping gently put his arm around Shen Aoxue's waist, holding her protectively in his arms. The action was natural and intimate, and his eyes were full of doting care.

Shen Aoxue leaned against Lin Ping's chest, feeling his warm and reassuring aura, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she felt completely dependent on him.

She looked up at Lin Ping, her eyes filled with tenderness, gratitude, and admiration. This man had repeatedly saved her from danger and protected her, and had long since captured her heart.