C7 Ten Million Words of Nonsense!

After Zhao Hongwu's departure, Liu Zhen became the center of attention. The leaders of the Provincial Trade Association flocked to him, treating him like a celebrity.

Liu Zhen was beaming with pride, despite being clueless about the identity of the new CEO. Yet, that didn't deter him from boasting about his close ties with the CEO.

He claimed, "Our relationship is a true friendship, forged through life and death!"

Ironically, Chen Qingchuan seemed unaware of this deep bond with Liu Zhen.

Having spent some time bragging to the crowd, Liu Zhen approached Su Xue.

"Xiaoxue, let's attend together tomorrow night. We're the only ones here with an invitation from Daming Group!"

Liu Zhen was bursting with pride, feeling that Su Xue was the only one worthy to stand by his side at that moment.

He then dismissively ordered Chen Qingchuan, "Get lost, you're in the way!"

Su Xue, disliking Liu Zhen's demeanor, held her tongue and simply told Chen Qingchuan, "You go ahead. I'll call you once I've sorted things out here."

Chen Qingchuan let out a scoff as he walked away, a gesture of contempt for both Liu Zhen and Su Xue.

He left them with a biting remark, "So obedient. You'd be underselling yourself not to serve as his maid."

Fuming, Su Xue was about to respond when Liu Zhen interjected.

"Waste of space, remember what you said yesterday afternoon. Time's running out!"

The task of transferring ownership of Shengliu Group within 24 hours seemed trivial to him.

"Don't worry, this little issue can be resolved with a mere phone call costing 20 cents!"

Liu Zhen sneered at Chen Qingchuan's overconfidence.

Su Xue, puzzled, inquired about Liu Zhen's conversation with Chen Qingchuan from the previous afternoon.

"It was nothing, just some idle boasts. Not worth mentioning," Liu Zhen brushed off, swiftly changing the subject to something Su Xue was also keen to know, "Who has recently resigned from your company?"

Su Xue was perplexed by the situation. "I'm aware of every capable person who has left the company, and currently, there's no one I can suspect."

Liu Zhen emphasized, "We must get to the bottom of this. Only once we've thoroughly investigated can you properly prepare for tomorrow night's banquet!"

Su Xue nodded earnestly, sensing that Liu Zhen genuinely had her interests at heart, a testament to her allure.

However, she was oblivious to the fact that Liu Zhen was also looking out for his own interests. He too was eager to identify this person and get ready for the upcoming banquet.

...

Once Liu Zhen had departed, Su Xue tasked her secretary with looking into employees who had resigned in the past three months.

When that search turned up empty, she extended the timeframe to six months. This time, a lead emerged: a deputy department manager known for his lackadaisical attitude and extravagant spending, always boasting about his family's wealth and treating the job as a mere pastime. True to form, he had quit after just a few days. Given his profile and the fact that he had met Liu Zhen, he fit the image of a wealthy heir.

Su Xue concluded that this man must be the new CEO of Daming Group. She promptly relayed her findings to Liu Zhen, who was thrilled and began preparing for the next evening's celebratory dinner with renewed vigor.

Meanwhile, Chen Qingchuan was strolling the streets with a leisurely air.

For three years, he hadn't had the chance to shop with ample funds. Now that his 'financial sentence' was over, he was ready to indulge. Yet, when it came to actually spending, he was at a loss for what to buy.

Gold, silver, jewelry, designer clothes, shoes, luxury cars, and watches—he had it all.

He found himself in a quandary, lamenting, "Having money and not knowing how to spend it feels even worse than being broke."

Nearby, two tall women in crop tops walked past, overhearing his complaint. They giggled behind their hands, remarking, "He's really laying it on thick..."

To them, Chen Qingchuan was nothing more than a poser, the kind who'd be struck by lightning for his pretense.

In the blink of an eye, a fiery red Ferrari roared up and screeched to a halt beside Chen Qingchuan.

The door swung open and Zhao Hongwu emerged from the Ferrari, saying, "Young Master, I've taken care of the tasks you assigned."

Chen Qingchuan gave a nod of approval, then slid into the driver's seat, while Zhao Hongwu climbed into the following Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

As the Ferrari and the Cullinan roared away, the two leggy sisters who had been snickering behind their hands suddenly found their laughter stifled. No matter how tightly their pale hands covered their mouths, they couldn't mask the astonishment in their eyes—

Everything that guy had said was actually true...

Chen Qingchuan, behind the wheel of the Ferrari, raced to a local golf course.

Upon arrival, a caddie handed him the pre-arranged attire of clothes, shoes, and a hat.

After changing, Chen Qingchuan and Zhao Hongwu, now also in sportswear, hopped into a golf cart and drove off into the green expanse.

"Liu Zhen's father, Liu Changhe, is in our sights. We've collected ample evidence to imprison him for tax evasion at any moment. He's also involved in illegal wildlife trade, which we can tackle simultaneously."

Chen Qingchuan had full confidence in Zhao Hongwu's capabilities, and she had certainly lived up to his trust.

On the golf course, Chen Qingchuan encountered Liu Changhe mid-swing.

His steps, twist of the waist, and swing were fluid and practiced. It was clear he was a seasoned golfer, the only flaw being his miss of the ball. Chen Qingchuan applauded and teased, "You've certainly intimidated that golf ball. Impressive!"

Liu Changhe, with an icy stare, turned to scrutinize Chen Qingchuan and Zhao Hongwu. He was certain he didn't recognize them. "Who are you?"

"Who we are is irrelevant. What matters is that I'm ready to offer 60 million to acquire your Shengliu Group."

Chen Qingchuan's statement drew a laugh from Liu Changhe, though it was one of scorn.

"My Shengliu Group is valued at over 300 million. You think you can buy it with a mere 60 million? Are you out of your mind?"

Chen Qingchuan picked up a golf club and headed off to play a round. "We're down to 50 million now."

Liu Changhe was about to say something else, but Zhao Hongwu stepped closer and warned, "Think carefully before you speak. Every useless word will cost you 10 million!"

With that, Zhao Hongwu tossed the documents she was holding at Liu Changhe.

Initially, Liu Changhe didn't take them seriously. He thought these two were beyond help, suffering from a kind of incurable mental illness.

However, when he inadvertently glanced at the contents of the documents, his eyes widened with fear.

"Where on earth did you get these things?!" he blurted out.

Zhao Hongwu turned to look at Chen Qingchuan, who was playing golf. "Young Master, does that count as nonsense?"

As the golf ball sank into the hole, Chen Qingchuan's face broke into a grin.

"Of course, it counts. Now we're down to 40 million!"