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The scene was as if it had been cleaved straight through the dark abyss by a sharp blade.

It cuts into the sunny early summer city of Jianghai.

Since that globally sensational financial summit was broadcast live.

Chen Yuan, president of Xingchen Venture Capital and the second largest shareholder of Tencent, is a legendary figure with trillions of dollars in capital.

It was like a raging hurricane.

It swept through the streets and alleys of China, becoming the most talked-about topic of conversation for everyone.

Even the old man repairing shoes on the street can point to the profile picture in the newspaper and say a few words.

The road halfway up the mountain at Genting Manor.

Normally, this place is a forbidden area for the powerful and wealthy in Jianghai City.

Not even an unregistered fly can get in.

But today.

This once clean and tidy asphalt road now has a smudge of filth that makes people want to vomit.

A middle-aged man in his fifties.

He was wearing a tattered jacket with a yellowed collar that reeked of rancidity and cheap alcohol.

They were staggering along the mountain path towards the black and gold gate of the manor.

His name is Chen Hai.

His hair was gray and greasy, sticking to his scalp.

On that weathered and wrinkled face were a pair of triangular eyes, cloudy from years of gambling late into the night.

His eyes were bloodshot.

Those eyes were now fixed intently on the magnificent manor gate halfway up the mountain.

It gleamed with undisguised greed and fanaticism.

"My goodness... how much is this house worth?"

Chen Hai swallowed a mouthful of murky saliva mixed with the smell of alcohol.

His shriveled Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He carefully pulled a crumpled plastic bag from the inside pocket of his yellowed jacket.

In the bag.

It contained a yellowed and brittle photocopy of a birth certificate.

The writing on it is blurry, but the two characters "Chen Yuan" are still clearly visible.

Twenty-two years ago.

That was the coldest winter in Jianghai City.

He was heavily in gambling debts and was being chased and attacked by loan sharks.

In order to make up for the losses.

He stole the money his wife had saved for her heart treatment and plunged into an underground casino without looking back.

When he lost his last dollar and was beaten black and blue and thrown out of the casino.

His wife had died in the cold rented room due to the delay in receiving medical treatment.

He looked at his two-year-old son, who was crying loudly from hunger.

They didn't feel even the slightest bit of guilt.

They simply abandoned the child at the gate of the Sunshine Orphanage.

He turned around and ran to another city to escape his debts.

For more than twenty years.

He was a lazy bum who did nothing but cheat and swindle.

He never went back to see the son he had abandoned.

Until a few days ago.

He was in an underground gambling den when he saw the overwhelming news coverage on television.

That little bastard he threw away.

He actually became the richest boss in Jianghai City!

Trillions of dollars in capital!

These four words were like a bolt of lightning, splitting open his already rotten heart.

"I gave birth to him, his life is all thanks to me!"

Chen Hai roared madly in his heart.

"He has so much money, even if only a little bit slips through his fingers, it's enough for me to gamble to my heart's content in Macau!"

With this self-righteous and shameless logic.

He found out the location of Cloudtop Manor and, emboldened by alcohol, sneaked up there.

"stop!"

Inside the guard post outside the manor gate.

Two security personnel wearing black tactical vests immediately came out.

His wary gaze blocked Chen Hai's path.

They spend their lives with eagles and possess a cold, unapproachable aura.

"This is private property. Unauthorized personnel are prohibited from approaching."

The bodyguard's voice was as cold as ice as he reached out and stopped Chen Hai.

"Get out! Get out! What kind of irrelevant people are you?!"

Chen Hai, slightly intoxicated, stiffened his neck.

Instead of retreating, he took half a step forward, spitting everywhere.

"I'm your boss's biological father!"

"Open the gate right now and let that little brat Chen Yuan get out and greet me!"

The two bodyguards exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing simultaneously.

Everyone in the manor knew that Mr. Chen was an orphan.

Where did this crazy man, reeking of alcohol, come from?

"If you don't leave, we won't be polite."

The bodyguard was too lazy to waste words with him.

She reached out and grabbed his shoulder, ready to throw him down the mountain like a chick.

Chen Hai saw that the other party was about to make a move.

That roguish, street-smart energy instantly came through.

He then fell to the ground.

"Ouch! Someone's been hit! The richest man's bodyguard killed his own father!"

He rolled around wildly on the gleaming marble floor, his voice hoarse and strained.

He clung tightly to a nearby doorpost with both hands.

It howled loudly, its voice echoing halfway up the mountain.

Recently.

Because Chen Yuan's identity was exposed, paparazzi or wealthy businessmen who wanted to build connections would often loiter around the area outside Cloudtop Manor.

Hearing the commotion over here.

Several reporters and passersby with cameras immediately surrounded them.

Although they dared not approach because of the cordon.

But everyone craned their necks, pointing their phone cameras at Chen Hai on the ground.

"Who is this guy? Why is he causing trouble in front of Chairman Chen's house?"

"From what he said, it seems to be Chairman Chen's father?"

"That can't be right, isn't Chairman Chen an orphan?"

The murmurs of the crowd reached Chen Hai's ears.

He seemed to have received some kind of encouragement.

They performed even more energetically.

He simply ripped open his tattered jacket, revealing his filthy underwear underneath.

He held the yellowed photocopy of the birth certificate high in the air.

He shouted at the surrounding crowd.

"Look at this! This is written evidence!"

"I am Chen Yuan's biological father, Chen Hai!"

"That unfilial son! He lives in a multi-billion dollar estate, eating and drinking the finest food every day."

"He left his own father out there alone, not caring whether he lived or died!"

He cried and wailed, squeezing out two murky tears.

"I suffered a lot to raise him back then."

"Now that he's successful, he doesn't recognize me as his poor father anymore!"

"What right does this ingrate have to be a boss?!"

This is a blatant fabrication that turns black into white.

Coupled with his miserable and disheveled appearance.

Several unsuspecting passersby actually believed it to some extent.

Several journalists have even started rapidly editing news drafts on their phones.

#Star Venture Capital CEO's biological father found homeless#

#Where is the moral bottom line: A trillion-dollar tycoon abandons his biological father?#

Such a controversial title is sure to ignite a massive online traffic surge.

The bodyguard's face turned grim as he watched the crowd gather.

If he were to take action directly and these reporters were to film it, it would definitely have a negative impact on Mr. Chen's reputation.

Just as they were hesitating whether to ask the eagle for instructions.

"I'm his biological father! He has trillions in assets now, he should at least give me half for his retirement!"

Chen Hai lay on the ground outside the manor gate, throwing a tantrum. His voice pierced through the cracks in the gate and carried straight into the inner courtyard of the manor.