You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The choked murmur was gently lifted by a melodious and solemn symphonic prelude.

The lights in the Sky Garden gradually dimmed.

Only the softest spotlight above the main stage remained, enveloping the two embracing figures in a sacred halo.

The dinner party officially began.

The long Western-style dining tables on both sides of the red carpet were covered with snow-white lace tablecloths.

The sterling silver cutlery reflected a cold, expensive luster under the candlelight.

Those who occupy these positions are all figures in the domestic business world whose every move can cause an earthquake.

Ma Huayun of Tencent, the presidents of major banks, and the heads of established conglomerates who collectively knelt down at the Chamber of Commerce meeting.

They held glasses filled with top-quality champagne.

The smile on her face was perfectly controlled, revealing a hint of barely perceptible reserve and pride.

In their view.

To be able to attend this wedding of the century that took up the entire night sky of Jianghai City.

It is itself an absolute symbol of identity and status.

This is the home turf of Xingchen Venture Capital and the Shen family conglomerate, and they are the most distinguished witnesses on this home turf.

"Chairman Ma, Chairman Chen's generosity has truly broadened our horizons."

An energy tycoon next to him raised his glass, leaned close to Ma Huayun, and lowered his voice.

"Such a grand display is probably unmatched anywhere else in the entire country."

Ma Huayun nodded slightly.

His eyes, behind the gold-rimmed glasses, gleamed with a mature and composed shrewdness.

"We've already experienced Chairman Chen's methods on the dark web and in the capital market."

"This pomp and circumstance is befitting his status."

Just as these bigwigs were socializing with each other, preparing to make a good impression during the toasting ceremony.

The giant LED screen directly in front of the lobby.

It lit up without warning.

The slideshow of the couple's wedding photos, which was playing, was suddenly cut off.

In the center of the screen, an international satellite connection signal box with an encrypted logo appeared.

"Beep—beep—"

Two crisp electronic connection sounds echoed in the now quiet banquet hall.

All the talking stopped abruptly.

All eyes turned to the huge screen.

The signal is connected.

The screen was divided into four high-definition images.

When you can clearly see the figures appearing in the picture.

The air in the entire banquet hall seemed to be sucked out in that instant.

The bigwigs who were originally chatting and laughing with wine glasses in hand.

The smile on his face froze instantly, and his pupils contracted sharply.

Some of the family heads, lacking self-control, flicked their wrists.

Champagne was spilled directly onto the expensive suit trousers, but they seemed oblivious, their eyes glued to the big screen.

In the top left corner of the screen.

It is a golden palace full of Middle Eastern luxury.

Seated on the jewel-encrusted throne was the crown prince of a Middle Eastern country who had recently appeared in international news.

He was wearing a traditional white robe and a gold headband.

A dozen or so fully armed royal guards stood nearby.

In the other three scenes...

They are three current heads of state from small European countries.

The backgrounds are all offices or presidential palaces representing the highest national power.

"What... what's going on?"

A real estate tycoon swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Am I seeing things? That's not from the Middle East..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The Middle Eastern crown prince on the big screen has already spoken.

He did not use Arabic.

Instead, he spoke in broken, but absolutely respectful Chinese.

"Dear Mr. Shen Yuan, and beautiful Ms. Shen Wanzhou."

The crown prince even stood up from his throne.

He placed his right hand on his chest, performing the highest level of respect in the Middle East.

"Please forgive me for not being able to travel to Jianghai City in person to attend your grand wedding."

"Three years ago, if it weren't for Mr. Abyss's intervention on the dark web, which intercepted that devastating attack against our sovereign wealth fund..."

"Our economy has probably already collapsed."

"Today, on behalf of the entire Royal Family, I extend my sincerest blessings to the two of you."

The voice just fell.

The other three European heads of state also bowed in front of the camera.

"Mr. Chen, you will always be an honored guest of our country."

"May God bless your marriage, making it as unbreakable as the defenses you've built in the online world."

These are foreign dignitaries who usually hold themselves in high esteem on the international stage and even ignore Chinese capital.

At this moment, they are like a group of primary school students reporting their work to their elders.

They lowered their stance to the dust.

That profound sense of awe, even through satellite signals from halfway around the world, sent chills down one's spine.

In the banquet hall.

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

The domestic tycoons felt their legs go weak.

My kneecaps were twitching uncontrollably.

They thought Chen Yuan was just a business tycoon with trillions of dollars in capital.

He is a hacker leader who wields considerable influence on the dark web.

They thought that by sitting here, they could at least have a drink with Chen Yuanping.

But now.

These are the four foreign heads of state who appeared on the screen.

It was like four heavy iron hammers that shattered their ridiculous sense of superiority.

To have a country's crown prince and head of state personally witness a wedding online.

This power, this influence.

It has completely transcended the realm of commerce.

It has reached an international pinnacle that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

In Chen Yuan's eyes, they were the so-called big shots of Jianghai City.

They're probably not even as good as the guards standing next to that Middle Eastern crown prince.

Shen Wanzhou stood beside Chen Yuan.

She was still holding that bouquet of pure white lily of the valley flowers in her hand.

She looked at the big screen at the important figures she usually only saw on television news.

She then turned to look at the man beside her, who still had a calm expression.

Peach Blossom's eyes were filled with shock.

She knew Chen Yuan was formidable.

But she really didn't know how many terrifying trump cards this man had hidden for her sake.

Chen Yuan had one hand in his suit trouser pocket.

His deep black eyes were fixed on the big screen.

He was neither flattered nor smug.

He simply nodded slightly in response.

"Thank you for your well wishes. The banquet is now beginning. Please make yourselves at home."

A simple sentence.

They directly severed that priceless transnational satellite connection.

The screen went black instantly.

But the psychological impact on everyone present was like a tsunami with continuous aftershocks.

The matter remained unresolved for a long time.

Those family heads who were just planning to get close to the other family members at the dinner table.

At this moment, everyone wished they could bury their heads inside their ties.

They were afraid that if they breathed too heavily, they would displease this deity whom even foreign heads of state had to curry favor with.

Ma Huayun sat at the head table.

He reached out and took off his gold-rimmed glasses, then pulled out a handkerchief.

He hastily wiped the fine layer of cold sweat from his forehead.

The hand holding the wine glass is still trembling slightly.

His prized penguin empire looks like a small workshop in the face of such international influence.

Ma Huayun, holding a wine glass and looking at the head of state on the big screen, wiped away cold sweat and gave a wry smile to the boss next to him: "Our Chairman Chen's influence is truly enormous."