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The sunset cast long shadows of the family of four.

Chen Muzhou leaned on his father's broad shoulders and tugged at a few strands of Chen Yuan's short hair.

The sweet aroma of strawberry-flavored marshmallows still lingered in her little mouth.

She tilted her head, looked at her sleeping brother in the stroller next to her, and giggled.

The next morning.

The morning rush hour in Jianghai City is like a pot of boiling porridge.

Traffic crawled slowly through the gaps in the steel forest, horns blaring incessantly.

But outside the gates of the "Ivy International Kindergarten" located in a prime downtown location.

Yet it presents a luxurious order that is isolated from the world.

This is the most prestigious private kindergarten in the entire Jiangnan area.

The tuition fee for one year is enough to buy a 100-square-meter apartment in an ordinary location.

You can send your child here.

They were all wealthy and powerful figures, prominent individuals in Jianghai City.

The exclusive passageway at the main entrance has now been transformed into a luxury car exhibition without any visible conflict.

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom, a burgundy Bentley Mulsanne, and even several bulletproof Maybachs with consecutive license plates.

Drivers in suits stood beside the car.

He respectfully opened the car door for his boss.

Those wealthy ladies dressed in haute couture suits and carrying limited-edition Birkin bags.

Holding hands with their children, who are dressed up like little princes and princesses.

Surrounded by bodyguards, they walked down the red carpet toward the kindergarten's ornate metal gate.

"Good morning, Mrs. Li."

A woman in a Chanel suit is holding her son's hand.

He greeted a wealthy woman who had just stepped out of a Rolls-Royce with a broad smile.

"Oh, Mrs. Zhang."

The woman, referred to as Mrs. Li, adjusted her sunglasses, her tone exuding a condescending sense of superiority.

"It's the first day of school for the kids, why didn't your husband, Mr. Zhang, come in person?"

"He went to Europe to negotiate a multi-billion dollar merger and acquisition deal, and he simply couldn't spare the time."

Although Mrs. Zhang apologized verbally, her voice was deliberately raised.

It was clearly a way of showing off their family's wealth to the parents around them.

The two women smiled at each other.

This is a drama that appears to be just small talk, but is actually a subtle competition.

This happens every day in a circle that only values ​​assets and power.

Whose car is more expensive? Whose family has more bodyguards?

These things have all become bargaining chips for these parents to compare with each other.

Just as this group of wealthy socialites were about to step into the school gate with their children...

Rumble—!

A violent, deep mechanical roar.

It came down without warning from the gaps between the tall buildings above the kindergarten.

That sound.

It sounds completely different from the exhaust notes of those V12 engine sports cars.

It carries a terrifying pressure that seems to tear the air apart.

The shockwave caused the anti-theft alarms on the luxury cars parked on the roadside to go off in an instant.

Drop drop-

The piercing alarm mingled with the ever-growing roar overhead.

It startled the group of wealthy women who were putting on airs at the kindergarten gate.

"What's going on? Is it thundering?"

Mrs. Li looked up in alarm and pulled her son into her arms.

The Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, worth millions, almost hit the car door.

Everyone instinctively craned their necks and looked up at the sky.

All I saw was...

A heavy armed helicopter with an all-black body and a sharp design.

Like a steel raptor circling in the sky.

Breaking through the morning mist in Jianghai City.

With a powerful, all-encompassing gust of wind, it crashed down directly onto the private helipad on the top floor of the kindergarten's main building.

The enormous propeller spun wildly.

The swirling air currents.

It was like a small Category 12 typhoon.

The wind blew the carefully trimmed trees at the kindergarten entrance all over the place.

A flower archway was placed along the edge of the red carpet.

Under the ravages of this fierce wind, petals flew everywhere.

Fallen leaves and dust swirled and flew into the sky.

"Oh no! My hair!"

"Who's that?! Why are they sending a child here in a helicopter?!"

Those wealthy ladies who were just moments ago so arrogant.

At this moment, they all turned pale.

They no longer cared about maintaining a dignified image as wealthy families.

She tightly covered her wind-blown hair with both hands.

Expensive silk scarves danced wildly in the wind.

Even the bodyguards, who were used to seeing the world, were forced to retreat repeatedly by this gust of air.

I can't open my eyes at all.

This is a genuine military-grade helicopter.

It's not something you can buy just because you have money.

This requires not only extraordinary financial resources.

What is needed even more is the absolute privilege and route approval authority that allows one to control everything in China.

The helicopter landed smoothly on the rooftop helipad.

The propeller's rotation speed gradually slowed down, and the roaring sound diminished.

But the lingering oppressive feeling in the air was like a mountain.

It weighed heavily on the hearts of every parent standing at the door.

"That's...that's the exclusive vehicle for Star Venture Capital!"

in the crowd.

A sharp-eyed private business owner pointed to the dark gold star pattern on the tail of the helicopter.

His voice trembled so much that even the tone changed.

"Star Capital? Is that the mysterious tycoon who bought up half of Jianghai City a few months ago?"

"My God, I heard that Chairman Chen has incredible influence; even the mayor has to treat him with utmost respect!"

"Why is he here? Does his child attend school here too?"

The murmurs were like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil.

This immediately caused an uproar in the parents' group.

Those wealthy ladies who were just comparing whose car was more expensive and whose assets were billions.

Looking at that black Raptor parked on the rooftop right now.

My face felt burning hot.

Compared to the pomp and circumstance of sending children off in bulletproof helicopters.

They drive Rolls-Royces and Bentleys.

They were like country bumpkins who came to join the fun on a tricycle.

On the top-floor helipad.

The hatch was pulled open from the outside by the eagle.

Chen Yuan was wearing a perfectly tailored, pure black haute couture suit.

He wasn't wearing a tie, and his collar was slightly open.

There was not a trace of arrogance in his deep eyes, despite his high position.

There was only a hint of morning languor.

He strode out with his long, straight legs and was the first to step off the helicopter.

The leather shoes stepped on the markings on the tarmac.

Turn around.

A large, powerful hand reached into the cabin.

Shen Wanzhou wore a beige silk dress with a thin trench coat over it.

Those peach blossom eyes, which had become even more radiant thanks to Chen Yuan's care, now carried a hint of helplessness.

She placed her hand in Chen Yuan's palm and used it to step down.

"It's all your fault, you insisted on sitting in this."

She lowered her voice and complained coquettishly.

She gently scratched Chen Yuan's palm twice with her fingers.

"There are so many people watching, this is too high-profile."

She is a quiet person.

I just saw people below being blown about by the blast waves from the plane.

I was so embarrassed that my toes curled up inside my shoes.

Chen Yuan turned around and wrapped her small hand in his palm.

He held it tightly.

"It's better to be high-profile."

The man's voice was deep and steady, carrying an undeniable sense of righteous indignation.

"This kindergarten is full of a bunch of greedy old foxes."

"If we don't let them see the prestige, what will happen if the two little ones suffer any mistreatment inside?"

He is Chen Yuan's child.

You have to be able to do whatever you want in this city.

Anyone who dares to give them attitude will have their company wiped out of the A-share market tomorrow.

Inside the hatch.

The eagles already have one in each hand.

They carried Chen Nianshen and Chen Muzhou, who were wearing custom-made kindergarten uniforms, down from the ground.

Chen Nian had a stern face.

Although he was only three and a half years old, he had a cold face and a slightly furrowed brow.

He's practically a miniature version of Chen Yuan, a living Yama, cut from the same mold.

He adjusted his bow tie.

He patted the hem of the clothes that the eagle had just crumpled with disgust.

"Uncle Eagle, I'll walk by myself next time."

The little guy's voice was childish, yet it carried a maturity beyond his years.

And Chen Muzhou was standing next to him.

He then grabbed Shen Wanzhou's leg.

Like a timid little kitten.

Most of her body was hidden behind her mother's skirt.

Only those big, black grape-like eyes.

It looked around the unfamiliar environment with a keen eye.

"Let's go, take them inside."

Chen Yuan held Shen Wanzhou's hand.

The eagle, accompanied by two bodyguards, escorted the two children.

The group slowly descended via the VIP elevator on the top floor.

Meanwhile, outside the kindergarten gate...

The parents who were about to go in stopped in their tracks, as if by unspoken agreement.

No one dared to go in first.

Everyone wanted to see for themselves this legendary Chairman Chen, who was said to have connections and influence far and wide.

What does it actually look like?

"bite--"

The private elevator doors in the lobby on the first floor slid open slowly.

Chen Yuan held Shen Wanzhou's hand and led the two children.

Surrounded by more than a dozen senior kindergarten leaders.

It came into everyone's view.

That chilling aura forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Combined with his serious and deep-set face.

It instantly lowered the air pressure in the entire hall to freezing point.

Those wealthy ladies who were just making a lot of noise.

At this moment, they all looked as if they had been choked.

They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

A parent driving a Maybach wiped away cold sweat and muttered under their breath, "Who is this celebrity sending their child here? A helicopter chauffeur? That's terrifying!"