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The top floor of Kerry Centre in Beijing.

A charity gala hosted by the Beijing Young Entrepreneurs Association is underway.

Under the crystal chandelier, elegantly dressed women mingled, and glasses clinked in celebration.

Those who can stand here are either rich or powerful, and each of them represents a new force in Beijing's business district.

In a corner of the banquet hall, Zhao Hongtu held a wine glass, his back ramrod straight.

Overnight, he seemed to have become ten years younger, the air of defeat on his face vanished, replaced by a more complex arrogance.

Beside him stood a young man wearing a silver-gray bespoke suit.

The young man had a meticulously combed slicked-back hairstyle, and his brows and eyes were filled with an inescapable arrogance. He held a wine glass in his hand, but rarely drank. He just habitually tapped the bottom of the glass lightly against his palm, and his eyes swept across the room with disdain.

He is Jiang Han.

"Old Zhao, it seems you haven't been doing so well in Beijing all these years." Jiang Han sneered. "Look at the way those people look at you, avoiding eye contact, like they've seen a ghost."

Zhao Hongtu's face flushed red, and he quickly said with a forced smile, "Young Master Jiang is right. It's just that... I was ambushed by some villains a while ago, and my cash flow ran into some trouble, which made them laugh at me. But now that I have you backing me up, Young Master Jiang, they'll soon find out who the real master of Beijing's logistics circle is!"

"Good to know." Jiang Han hummed in agreement, then looked away from him, her gaze falling on a group of second-generation rich kids chatting and laughing together not far away. "The Li family's kid is here too?"

Following his gaze, Li He was surrounded by a group of people, his face glowing and his spirits high.

"Here comes Li He, the eldest son of the Li family." A hint of resentment flashed in Zhao Hongtu's eyes. "Young Master Jiang, I heard... a few days ago, this was the kid who was groveling before Shenlan Technology and that little bastard Bai Jingyou. Now he's a dog under Bai Jingyou's command."

"A dog?" Jiang Han laughed, his laughter full of contempt. "The legitimate son of the Li family is being treated like a dog by an illegitimate child. If the old man of the Li family knew, he would probably be so angry that he would stand up from his wheelchair."

He straightened his tie, picked up his wine glass, and walked straight toward Li He.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Hongtu was overjoyed and immediately followed.

This is the perfect time to establish authority!

As long as Jiang Han suppresses Li He in public, it's tantamount to telling everyone that the Jiang family has arrived, and Bai Jingyou's era is about to end before it even begins!

"Young Master Li, long time no see. Where have you been making your fortune lately?" Jiang Han's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a natural sense of oppression, instantly silencing the previously lively circle.

When everyone turned around and saw that it was Jiang Han, their faces showed fear.

The Jiang family's reputation was even more prominent in the capital than that of the Li family.

When Li He saw Jiang Han, and especially when he saw Zhao Hongtu behind him, he raised an eyebrow, and his phone, which was in his pocket, vibrated.

He took it out and glanced at it. It was a text message from Bai Jingyou, containing only one word.

"Play."

The smile on Li He's lips instantly turned playful.

He put down his wine glass, looked Jiang Han up and down as if he were some exotic creature: "Oh, who do we have here? Isn't this Young Master Jiang? I heard you've stopped playing with sports cars and become a philanthropist, picking up trash all the time?"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone gasped in shock.

Li He's words were not directed at Jiang Han, but at Zhao Hongtu, who was behind Jiang Han!

Zhao Hongtu's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

Jiang Han's face also darkened. He hadn't expected Li He to be so disrespectful to him.

"Li He, watch your mouth. Don't think you can act like you own just because you got the upper hand in your family's petty squabbles."

"I don't need you to remind me what my surname is." Li He picked at his ear, looking impatient. "But you, Young Master Jiang, are overstepping your bounds. The waters of the capital are deep; don't drown yourself. Some people are beyond your protection."

"Whom do I need you to tell me how to protect?" Jiang Han was completely enraged. He took a step forward, almost touching Li He's face, and said in a very low voice, "I'm telling you this right now: Master Zhao's business is my business. As for that scoundrel Bai Jingyou, I'm giving him three days to get out of the capital. Otherwise, he'll face the consequences!"

The people around didn't dare to breathe.

This is a battle of gods! On one side is the long-established Jiang family, and on the other is the newly emerging and mysterious Bai Jingyou.

Everyone thought Li He would be intimidated by this momentum, but to everyone's surprise, Li He not only did not back down, but laughed even more happily.

"Three days? Get out of Beijing?" Li He laughed as if he'd heard the biggest joke in the world. "Jiang Han, have you been abroad too long and lost your mind? Do you think this is still twenty years ago, where you can just walk around like a madman because of your surname?"

He paused, looked around, and then his voice suddenly rose: "My elder brother said times have changed. To do business in the capital, you have to follow the rules. Anyone who doesn't follow the rules will be taught the rules!"

"Your older brother? Bai Jingyou?" Jiang Han laughed angrily. "Who does he think he is!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp snap of fingers rang out in the banquet hall.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.

On the stage in the banquet hall, the host, microphone in hand and beaming, announced: "Distinguished guests, we will now begin tonight's charity auction! The first item is a painting titled 'Pine and Crane Longevity,' hand-painted by Master Zhang, the last disciple of the renowned Chinese painting master Qi Baishi. Auspiciously symbolic, the starting bid is one million!"

Jiang Han snorted coldly, withdrew his gaze, and gave Zhao Hongtu beside him a wink.

Zhao Hongtu understood immediately and raised his sign: "One million one hundred thousand!"

He wanted to use this method to tell everyone that he, Zhao Hongtu, had gotten his money back!

"One and a half million!" A rich second-generation held up a sign.

"Two million!" Zhao Hongtu followed without hesitation, looking at Li He with a provocative gaze.

Li He didn't even glance at him, as if he were invisible.

The price climbed steadily, quickly reaching five million. This price far exceeded the value of the painting itself, turning into a pure battle of prestige.

"Eight million!" Jiang Han personally raised the placard, his voice icy, his gaze fixed on Li He.

The entire room erupted in uproar. Spending eight million for a single painting—that's the Jiang family's power.

The host's voice trembled with excitement: "Eight million! Is there anything higher? Eight million once..."

"Ten million."

A lazy voice rang out.

Li He didn't even raise a sign; he simply extended one finger.

Jiang Han's pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhao Hongtu's smile froze on his face.

All eyes in the room were focused on Li He.

"Young Master Li... Young Master Li has offered ten million!" the host stammered.

"Li He, what do you mean?" Jiang Han's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth.

"It doesn't mean anything," Li He shrugged, looking innocent. "It's charity, the highest bidder wins. What, Young Master Jiang, you're broke? If you're broke, don't pretend to be rich, it's embarrassing."

"you!"

"Fifteen million!" Jiang Han practically roared.

If he is suppressed by Li He today, the entire capital will laugh at the Jiang family tomorrow.

Li He took out his phone, slowly replied to a message, and then lazily said, "Twenty million."

hiss.

Gasps of breath rose and fell.

Buying a contemporary painter's painting for 20 million? That's not just crazy, that's burning money like water!

Jiang Han's breathing became heavy. He gripped the number plate tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

He has limited cash flow, and spending 20 million to save face will affect many of his future plans.

But now, he's in a difficult situation.

"What's wrong, Young Master Jiang?" Li He looked at him with a smile. "Can't afford it anymore? How about I lend you some? Considering that both our families are prominent figures in the capital, I'll give you a 20% discount on the interest."

Humiliation! Utter humiliation!

"Twenty-one million!" Jiang Han gritted his teeth and announced a number.

"Thirty million." Li He didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he were talking about three hundred dollars, not thirty million.

"boom!"

The crowd erupted in chaos.

Jiang Han's face instantly lost all color and turned deathly pale.

He stared intently at Li He, as if he wanted to devour him alive with his eyes.

He knew he couldn't keep up.

If you follow along, you'll look foolish.

"Thirty million once! Thirty million twice! Thirty million three times!"

"Bang!" The gavel fell.

Congratulations, Young Master Li!

Li He stood up and, under the spotlight of the entire audience, slowly walked onto the stage.

He didn't look at the painting, but took the microphone from the host, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Han's ashen face before finally settling on the faces of the bewildered crowd.

"I won't accept this painting." Li He's voice echoed throughout the banquet hall through the speakers. "My elder brother said that when it comes to charity, the thought is what matters. I will donate all 30 million yuan to children in mountainous areas in the names of DeepBlue Technology and my elder brother Bai Jingyou."

He put down the microphone, turned and left, leaving the entire banquet hall in deathly silence.

Only after Li He's figure disappeared through the door did everyone snap out of their daze, their eyes filled with pity and mockery as they looked at Jiang Han and Zhao Hongtu.

Lost.

A crushing defeat.

Jiang Han not only lost the money contest, but his overall perspective was also completely crushed.

He wanted to establish his authority, but ended up becoming a stepping stone for others.

"puff."

Zhao Hongtu felt a sweet taste in his throat, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood. He swayed and nearly fell to the ground.

Jiang Han took out his phone, dialed a number, and his voice was so somber it could drip water.

"Hey, help me investigate someone, Bai Jingyou. Yes, I need all his information, including his ancestors for eighteen generations! Also, prepare some special materials for me; I want to create some interesting news from the Li family's construction site!"

What he didn't know was that while he was making the call...

On the top floor of the Deep Blue Technology Building, Bai Jingyou was looking at the report that Chen Mo had just sent.

The report clearly stated: "All construction sites under the Zhao Group received the first batch of specially supplied building materials from the Jiang Foundation at 3 PM today."

A cold smile curved at the corners of Bai Jingyou's lips.

The fish has taken the bait.

......

Top floor office of DeepBlue Technology Building.

"Bang!"

The office door was pushed open, and Li He rushed in, reeking of alcohol and unable to hide his excitement, his face flushed with excitement.

"Bro! I didn't embarrass you, did I!" Li He strode up to Bai Jingyou, his voice booming, "That bastard Jiang Han's face turned as green as an eggplant! And that old geezer Zhao Hongtu, I saw him almost choke on his breath when I left! Hahaha, that was fucking awesome!"

He was like a child who had won a fight and was eager for candy, his eyes full of expectation that I would be praised.

On the sofa, Zhang Yi crossed her legs, swirling the red wine in her hand, a faint smile playing at the corners of her eyes and brows.

She sighed softly to herself.

This is the aftereffect of being suppressed by one's family for too long; once one tastes even a little bit of success, one easily becomes complacent and loses control.

Now that Bai Jingyou has betrayed him, he's still gleefully helping others count the money.

However, she had no interest in pointing it out.

The sharper Bai Jingyou's knife, the more meat she can get.

Bai Jingyou looked up from a pile of documents, his expression calm and indifferent, as if Li He wasn't talking about a 30 million yuan gamble, but rather that the weather was nice today.

"Hmm, well done."

He gave a casual reply and pointed to a document on the table: "This is the letter of intent for the land in the south of the city. Uncle Li has always wanted it, but it's been blocked by several companies. I've already had Chen Mo handle it. Take it back tomorrow, and consider it as if you did it."

Li He's breath hitched.

That piece of land in the south of the city! That's his father's key project this year, and it's also crucial for his position within the family!

He struggled for months without success, but Bai Jingyou solved it with ease?

Compared to the fleeting prestige at the banquet, this achievement is real and tangible! It allows him to stand tall and proud in the boardroom!

"Brother...I..." Li He's excitement instantly turned into an almost awe-inspiring thrill. He felt that his little contribution was simply insignificant in the face of Bai Jingyou's ability to turn the world upside down.

"Go on, but don't get too excited." Bai Jingyou waved his hand and lowered his head again. "The real show is just beginning."