You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

The Wangfujing Hotel is the most luxurious and extravagant place in Beijing.

Tonight, the Xiao family has booked the entire place. There are guards every three steps and sentries every five steps around the restaurant, with a security level comparable to a state banquet.

The parking lot was filled with luxury cars. Rolls-Royces and Bentleys were considered entry-level here, while several limited-edition Paganis and Koenigseggs were quietly parked in the most conspicuous positions, silently demonstrating the status of their owners.

A black Maybach 62S drove in at a leisurely pace and stopped at the entrance of the VIP lane.

From the outside, apart from its longer body and more stable lines, this car doesn't seem as eye-catching as those dazzling supercars.

But those in the know understand that this car is made entirely of military-grade bulletproof materials, with the doors alone weighing 300 kilograms. Its price exceeds 20 million yuan, and even if you have the money, you might not be able to buy it.

The car door opened, and Lin Chen, dressed in a well-tailored midnight blue suit, stepped out of the driver's seat.

He walked around to the other side and gentlemanly opened the car door.

A jade-like foot encased in a crystal high heel emerged first, followed by Ye Qingcheng's stunningly beautiful face appearing before everyone.

Tonight, she wore a burgundy haute couture gown with a floor-length hem and a matching velvet shawl draped over her shoulders. She looked like a walking flame, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Chen linked arms with Ye Qingcheng's waist, and the two of them, like a divine couple who had just stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine, slowly walked towards the entrance of the banquet hall.

However, just as they were about to step onto the red carpet, a burly man in a black suit with a microphone attached reached out and stopped them.

The burly man was over 1.9 meters tall, his muscles bulging out of his suit, and he had a professional arrogance on his face.

He is the security chief of the Xiao family and also Xiao Zhen's distant nephew.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, please wait a moment."

The security supervisor's gaze lingered on Lin Chen for less than a second before turning to Ye Qingcheng, but that brief glance was filled with undisguised contempt.

"Consultant Lin, right?"

He deliberately raised his voice to make sure that the powerful and wealthy people around him who had slowed down and were listening could hear him.

"I'm sorry, tonight's charity gala is no ordinary event. To ensure the quality of the gala, our Xiao family has set a small threshold."

He paused, the sarcasm in his eyes deepening.

"Verification of funds is required for entry. Individuals with less than one billion RMB in available liquid funds will not be accepted."

"You're just a lowly policeman from Jiangcheng. Even if the Su family is backing you up, you probably can't come up with that much money, right? You can't cross that threshold."

As soon as he said this, a suppressed chuckle rippled through the crowd.

Many scions of prominent families in the capital stopped in their tracks, arms crossed, with expressions of anticipation for a good show.

They had already heard about Lin Chen's outstanding performance at the selection base, and they were all somewhat jealous and resentful.

Now that he sees the Xiao family openly trying to trip him up, he is naturally happy to see it happen.

In the crowd, a familiar figure spoke in a sarcastic tone.

If Su Qingge were there, she would definitely recognize this person.

His name is Su Ming, and he is a member of the collateral branch of the Su family.

She had held a grudge ever since Lin Chen scared her away at the Su family dinner.

Seeing Lin Chen being harassed, he couldn't help but step forward to mock him.

"Lin Chen, this is the capital city, not your poor, remote village."

Su Ming's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for people nearby to hear.

"If you don't have the skills, don't take on the job. If you don't have the money, don't come to a place like this and embarrass yourself. You're making our Su family lose face too."

Lin Chen didn't even flinch.

He couldn't even be bothered to look at Su Ming's gloating face.

He activated his [Master-level Micro-expression Analysis], his gaze passing over the security supervisor's shoulder and landing on a window on the second floor of the banquet hall in the distance.

Behind the curtains at the window stood a blurry figure.

Although he couldn't see the face clearly, Lin Chen could feel that cold gaze fixed on him.

Xiao Zhen.

The security supervisor was receiving real-time instructions from Xiao Zhen through his earpiece.

All of this was a carefully orchestrated play by Xiao Zhen, with the aim of thoroughly humiliating him in front of all the powerful and influential people in the capital, making him back down and depriving him of even the right to step into this place.

Having figured this out, Lin Chen smiled instead.

He ignored the shouting security supervisor and the guests who were waiting to see him make a fool of himself. Instead, he turned his head and looked tenderly at Ye Qingcheng beside him.

"Qingcheng, it seems we've been underestimated."

Ye Qingcheng's face was so cold it was almost frozen.

From the moment she got off the bus, she noticed the unfriendly stares around her.

When that clueless security supervisor uttered "one billion," her aura plummeted to freezing point.

She wasn't angry that others looked down on Lin Chen; she was angry that these people dared to provoke her man right in front of her.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"

Ye Qingcheng's voice wasn't loud, but its icy, penetrating quality instantly silenced the entire room.

She pulled a card directly from her Hermès Himalaya Birkin bag, one of only five of which were ever made.

A pure black card with no extra patterns on the surface, except for a centurion's head inlaid with diamonds.

UBS Centurion Black Card.

This card has no spending limit, and its holders are all extremely wealthy and powerful, enjoying unparalleled privileges worldwide.

More importantly, this card itself is proof of assets, with the minimum requirement for application being assets of over 10 billion US dollars.

The security supervisor clearly didn't recognize the significance of the card. He wanted to say something, but Ye Qingcheng had already lost her patience.

She raised her hand, her movements elegant yet resolute, and slammed the black gold card directly into the security supervisor's face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

The corner of the card grazed the security supervisor's cheek, leaving a faint red mark.

"This card contains 50 billion yuan in cash under my personal name."

Ye Qingcheng's voice was icy cold, each word like a knife stabbing into everyone's hearts.

"If that's not enough,"

She paused, her phoenix eyes sweeping across the entire room, exuding an aura of dominance befitting a queen.

"My Ye Group's branch in Beijing can be mortgaged at any time."

"Now, get out of here!"

The security supervisor's legs went weak instantly.

Five...five hundred billion in cash?

He was just a distant relative of the Xiao family who got the position of security supervisor by relying on his connections. He was used to throwing his weight around and had never seen anything like this before.

The guests behind him gasped in shock.

"My God! That's a UBS Centurion Black Card! I've only ever seen one in my grandfather's safe!"

"Five hundred billion in cash... This... This is practically a human printing press!"

"The Ye Group? She's Ye Qingcheng?! The business queen who took charge of a trillion-dollar commercial empire at the age of twenty-six?"

"It's over, it's over! The Xiao family has really messed up this time. This Lin Chen is actually Ye Qingcheng's man!"

The crowd erupted in chaos.

Su Ming, who had just been full of sarcasm, now had an expression that was even more unpleasant than if he had swallowed a fly.

He stared blankly at Ye Qingcheng, then at Lin Chen, who was being intimately linked with Ye Qingcheng, feeling as if his worldview had been turned upside down.

The security supervisor trembled and scrambled to make way, not even daring to pick up the black gold card that had fallen to the ground.

Lin Chen bent down, elegantly picked up the card, blew off non-existent dust, and then put it back into Ye Qingcheng's handbag.

He put his arm around Ye Qingcheng's slender waist and whispered something in her ear.

"Wife, you're so powerful."

Ye Qingcheng's cheeks flushed slightly as she gently pinched the soft flesh on his waist, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

Lin Chen turned his head and swaggered into the banquet hall amidst the complex gazes of awe, envy, and jealousy from the crowd.

He didn't even glance at the security supervisor or Su Ming again.

To him, these clowns weren't even worthy of his attention.

His target, from beginning to end, was only the hunter behind the curtains on the second floor, who thought he had everything under control.

Xiao Zhen, your show has only just begun.

Mine is the same.