C8 The Exchange Meet

Sunn Wanfu gazed at Faang Yu, his eyes betraying a deep respect.

The Faang Yu standing before him now was a stark contrast to the one in Sunn Wanfu's memory; gone was the youthful naivety, replaced by the commanding presence of a leader.

It should be noted that Sunn Wanfu was no stranger to adversity.

Yet, even he felt the weight of Faang Yu's presence, a man in his twenties, bearing down on him like a mountain, making it hard for him to even breathe.

Faang Yu addressed Sunn Wanfu, "Alright, if there's nothing else, you may leave..."

Sunn Wanfu nodded, "Young Master Faang, I sincerely apologize for today's incident. Should you require anything in the future, please don't hesitate to ask. Whatever the task, I'll give it top priority on your behalf!"

With that, Sunn Wanfu presented his business card to Faang Yu.

Faang Yu accepted the card, well aware that his foray into this world would inevitably bring similar challenges.

He couldn't possibly handle every issue personally; delegating to Sunn Wanfu seemed an excellent choice.

Shortly thereafter, Sunn Wanfu departed with his entourage.

Meanwhile, Faang Yu reclined on the CEO's office sofa, eyes closed in meditation, seemingly unaffected by the day's events.

Chen Xiaoguo watched him, her eyes filled with awe and admiration. Despite the years, Faang Yu continued to be a source of security for her.

Before long, a crowd had formed at the entrance of the Su Corporation's office building.

Onlookers gathered as Su Ningshang made her way back in a rush.

She was frantic, having just sought assistance from Su Zhenhua.

But Old Master Su had assured her that Faang Yu could handle the situation on his own.

Su Ningshang was baffled; after all, Faang Yu was up against the son of Sunn Wanfu, the wealthiest man in Yunnan. How could a country bumpkin from the border resolve such a matter?

Yet, as she reached the company's entrance, Su Ningshang was met with the sight of someone kneeling at the doorstep.

And the man before her was none other than Sunn Haonan.

Su Ningshang's body shook as a look of astonishment flickered in her eyes; she almost thought she was mistaken.

There, at the entrance of her company building, was Sunn Haonan, his face swollen and bruised, kneeling in a disheveled state.

Approaching Sunn Haonan, Su Ningshang asked with urgency, "Young Master Sunn, what is the meaning of this?"

Upon seeing Su Ningshang, fear was evident in Sunn Haonan's eyes.

He had come to the realization of the formidable person he had crossed.

Su Ningshang was, in fact, the fiancée of Faang Yu, whose identity Sunn Haonan was now aware of. He was the sole heir to the Fang family, the Sunn family's most significant ally.

Sunn Haonan, filled with dread, addressed Su Ningshang, "Director Su, I was wrong today. I hope you can overlook my mistake. My father has punished me to kneel here and apologize. Please, don't mind me and go about your business."

Su Ningshang was taken aback, her body jolted as if electrified. Was this really the same haughty and unreasonable Sunn Haonan?

The son of the wealthiest man now seemed so lowly before her.

Back in her office, Su Ningshang found Faang Yu lounging on the sofa.

Curiosity piqued, she turned to Chen Xiaoguo, "Xiaoguo, what exactly happened?"

Chen Xiaoguo wore an expression of resignation. "I'm not sure myself. Brother Faang Yu seems to be acquainted with Director Sun. The misunderstanding has been cleared up, and Director Sun has already taken his leave with his entourage."

Su Ningshang, somewhat surprised, questioned Faang Yu, "How do you know Sunn Wanfu?"

Faang Yu remained nonchalant, reclining on the sofa with his eyes closed, seemingly uninterested in engaging with Su Ningshang.

"Faang Yu, I'm speaking to you," Su Ningshang said, her brow furrowed, her voice gaining an edge.

Impatiently, Faang Yu replied, "Sunn Wanfu is a subordinate of mine. Everything he has comes from the Fang family. Is it so odd that I would know him?"

Upon hearing Faang Yu's words, both Chen Xiaoguo and Su Ningshang were taken aback.

Su Ningshang, in particular, stared at Faang Yu as if he were a complete fool, her gaze dripping with disdain.

"Faang Yu, for the love of decency, can't you just be genuine for once? Can't you come up with a more believable boast? Who do you think you are, claiming to be the subordinate of the richest man in Yundian Province, a billionaire?

"Can't you be a bit more grounded, Faang Yu? Constantly spouting nonsense won't kill you, will it?" she chided.

Faang Yu's brow furrowed. He had spoken the truth to Su Ningshang; whether she chose to believe it was her prerogative. He had no desire to explain further, nor did he see any point in doing so.

Noticing Faang Yu's indifference, Su Ningshang's face flushed with irritation, and she pressed on, "Faang Yu, is it so hard for you to stop the act? How exactly do you know Chairman Sun?"

Running out of patience, Faang Yu replied tersely, "I once treated his illness, okay?"

At last, Su Ningshang had her epiphany, nodding in acknowledgment.

Having witnessed Faang Yu's medical prowess herself, she found this explanation within the realm of possibility.

"Why couldn't you have just said that from the start? Is boasting a matter of life or death for you?" Su Ningshang said with a sneer, mumbling under her breath.

Faang Yu felt a sense of resignation. When he told the truth, Su Ningshang was skeptical. Yet, when he fabricated a story, she believed him.

Time flew, and before they knew it, it was 2:30 in the afternoon. Su Ningshang turned to Faang Yu and said, "Faang Yu, come with me..."

Without further inquiry, Faang Yu followed Su Ningshang out of the office.

Yunquan Villa, a luxurious private club in Yundian City, was a haven for dining, leisure, entertainment, and lodging, frequented by the city's elite.

A red Ferrari SF90 came to a halt in the parking lot, and out stepped Faang Yu and Su Ningshang.

Side by side, the pair made their way into the villa, with Su Ningshang issuing a cautionary note to Faang Yu. "Listen, Faang Yu, we've got a stock market symposium today. It's a gathering of the elite, all here to share their stock trading insights.

"Just stay on the sidelines, observe, and learn. If you're unsure about something, better to stay silent. Don't make a scene, got it?"

Yet Faang Yu's face remained a study in serenity, betraying no hint of concern.

He couldn't care less about Su Ningshang's warning. Stocks were neither within his realm of expertise nor his field of interest.

He recalled his mother's advice: with enough capital, you could be the puppet master of the stock market, controlling its ebbs and flows. You could be the one in charge!

Together, Faang Yu and Su Ningshang continued toward the conference.

"Well, well, if it isn't Su Ningshang, Director Su herself?" A mocking voice reached their ears just then.

A young couple approached them, drawing the eyes of everyone in the banquet hall.

The man was dapper in a suit, his handsome features and fair complexion reminiscent of a pop idol from a TV drama, though he exuded a softness that lacked a traditional masculine vibe.

The woman, with her fine features and flamboyant attire, carried a hint of worldliness. She might not match Su Ningshang's beauty, but she was undeniably attractive.

Upon spotting the duo, Su Ningshang's brow furrowed in displeasure.

She murmured to Faang Yu, "Ignore them, let's just go around."

But as they attempted to sidestep Wang Kai and Zhao Linlin, Zhao stepped in front of them, giving Faang Yu a once-over.

"So, Director Su, who's this? Quite the looker, isn't he? I thought you were all about purity and virtue, Su Ningshang. What's this? Suddenly you've got a boy toy in tow?"

The man loomed behind Zhao Linlin, eyeing Faang Yu with a taunting sneer, as though he were nothing more than a country bumpkin.

With a scowl, Su Ningshang retorted, "Zhao Linlin, you haven't changed—still as tactless as ever. He's my bodyguard. Not everyone is like you, desperate for a man to get by."

"Hehe~~"

Upon hearing Su Ningshang's words, Zhao Linlin didn't get angry. Instead, she laughed and teased, "Come on, Su Ningshang, drop the act. What kind of bodyguard is this? Shouldn't a bodyguard be a big, intimidating guy with a commanding presence?

"This pretty boy doesn't look like he can protect you at all. But hey, your bodyguard seems quite impressive. How about you lend him to me for a couple of days?"

Then, turning her attention to Faang Yu, Zhao Linlin coaxed, "Hey, handsome, why don't you hang out with me for the next few days? Whatever Su Ningshang is paying you, I'll give you ten times more!"

Su Ningshang seethed with anger. Zhao Linlin had always been this way since they'd met.

She was always competing with her. When Su Ningshang decided to venture into the cosmetics business, Zhao Linlin did the same. When Su Ningshang took an interest in the stock market, Zhao Linlin followed suit.

Su Ningshang could still recall how, back in their school days, every suitor of hers eventually ended up as Zhao Linlin's boyfriend.

It seemed like Zhao Linlin relished any opportunity to one-up Su Ningshang.

As she spoke, Zhao Linlin sidled up to Faang Yu, extending her hand to loop through his arm.

But Faang Yu stepped aside, smoothly avoiding her grasp.

Zhao Linlin was taken aback, clearly not expecting Faang Yu to publicly snub her.

"Little brother, what are you thinking? What's so great about sticking with Su Ningshang? Look at me, I'm much better. Stick with me, and I promise you'll have fun you could never have with her, plus a hefty payday. Come on!"

Zhao Linlin gave Faang Yu a seductive look, her eyes shimmering with allure, as if she was confident she had him in the bag.

"Scram!"

However, Faang Yu's response was a single, icy word.

Though quiet, it resonated through the entire venue, leaving everyone in shock as they stared at Faang Yu in disbelief.