A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Ye Xuan's fundraising efforts went even more smoothly than he had anticipated.

Initially, he only operated on a small scale among his existing shareholders.

But after several rounds of dinners, hundreds of millions of yuan were deposited into the account.

After tasting the sweetness, his appetite grew bigger and bigger, and his courage grew bigger and bigger.

He not only continued to lobby among shareholders, but also returned to the Ye family's old residence and solemnly proposed the idea of ​​a special investment fund in front of Ye Sicheng and Ye Wangcheng.

His reasoning was high-sounding: "Instead of scattering resources everywhere, we should concentrate them to fight a few brilliant battles."

He was no longer satisfied with just draining those old guys' resources; he started eyeing the Ye family's own resources.

In Ye Sicheng's view, Ye Xuan was ultimately a member of the Ye family, and no matter how the money was transferred, it would eventually flow within Tengfei's system.

He even brought up the project at a high-level group meeting, his tone carrying a hint of approval.

This prompted many people who were previously observing to jump in, and even those who hadn't taken sides started spending money.

Not only that, Ye Xuan also extended his reach to his second-generation friends.

Jiang Xiangdong, Han Wentao...

He lobbied them one by one.

These second-generation rich kids had long wanted to shed the label of relying on their families and were worried about not having a chance to prove themselves. When they heard Ye Xuan's proposal, they transferred the money almost without hesitation.

Some even dragged their entire families into it.

Although some people look down on Ye Xuan, the project involves Tengfei Group and the Ye family, so they naturally believe it's a sure-fire way to make money.

In just over a month, Ye Xuan raised more than one billion yuan.

The Ye family was very impressed with his performance.

Even Ye Beichen nodded at the dinner table: "This kid has finally come to his senses."

Ye Xuan smiled and accepted the compliments without saying anything more.

When he's alone, he can't help but smile.

"The thought of these people being caught off guard the day I fly away excites me."

"Su Fan, I'm just giving you an empty shell of the Ye family, no, a Ye family burdened with debt."

Meanwhile, Su Fan had been keeping a close eye on Ye Xuan's movements.

From the day He Xiaoxiao released "The Arena", the online criticism of Ye Xuan has never stopped.

Strangely, Ye Xuan did not respond or issue any public statement.

This silence made Su Fan vaguely feel that something was wrong.

He began to doubt the old nun's words.

"Could it be that what the old nun said was false? I'm not a member of the Ye family? No, the fact that Ye Xuan sent people to take my hair shows that the old nun's words have some credibility, otherwise Ye Xuan wouldn't have gone to such lengths. But as for whether I was the one who switched with him back then, that's hard to say."

Therefore, Su Fan specifically asked Aunt Liu if there were any other children who came to the orphanage at the same time as him.

Aunt Liu's answer was very firm: no.

This made Su Fan even more puzzled.

Just as Su Fan was feeling puzzled, Lin Na called.

"Where?"

"at home."

"Come to Kyoto right away."

"What's up?" Su Fan asked.

Linna said in a somewhat serious tone, "Don't dawdle, come quickly as ordered."

"Orders from above? What did I do wrong?"

"Come over here right now, or the military or police will really come to your house."

Su Fan exclaimed, "Holy crap! Sister Na, what's going on? I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

"If you've done nothing wrong, you have nothing to fear. You'll see when you get here; this matter is very important."

Su Fan quickly went through everything he had ever done in his life in his mind, making sure he hadn't evaded taxes or broken any laws or regulations, before calming himself down a bit: "Okay, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Su Fan was still pondering: "What exactly happened? Could it be related to Ye Xuan? Probably not, outsiders wouldn't get involved in such a melodramatic affair. Forget it, I'll find out when I get there."

So, Su Fan booked a plane ticket to Kyoto.

As soon as Su Fan stepped out of the arrival gate after the plane landed in Kyoto, Lin Na shoved him into a military green SUV.

Two young men in military uniforms were sitting in the back seat.

Su Fan asked, "Sister Na, what exactly happened?"

Linna didn't even turn her head: "Shut up, you'll see when we get there."

Su Fan muttered to himself, "This doesn't seem like a good thing. Is it too late for me to run away?"

……

The car drove into the military camp, the sentries saluted, and the iron gate slowly opened.

Su Fan was led into an inconspicuous gray building.

A sign with confidentiality rules was hanging in the corridor.

Before entering, he was politely searched and his cell phone was taken away.

Linna waited for him outside the door, but he went into the house alone.

The door opened, and Su Fan went inside.

The room was small, with cold lighting, a long table, and a few chairs.

A middle-aged man in military uniform sat by the window, and the gold stars on his epaulets made Su Fan unconsciously stand up straighter.

There was an older person sitting next to him.

The two of them sat there, without making any unnecessary movements or speaking, just looking at him.

Su Fan cleared his throat and tentatively asked, "Sir, may I ask what I have done wrong?"

The officer sitting by the window finally spoke: "You haven't done anything wrong. I called you here because I need your help with something."

Upon hearing that he was being helped and that it wasn't a crime, Su Fan felt relieved.

He then became more casual: "Boss, you should have said so earlier. There was no need to make such a fuss. It makes me think I've done something that will incur divine wrath."

At this moment, the older man spoke up: "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Lin Chongguang, and this is Jiang Wenli."

Su Fan felt that the name Lin Chongguang sounded familiar.

He quickly went through it in his mind and suddenly remembered that the host had introduced this person during the National Day military parade broadcast last year.

So Su Fan blurted out, "Elder Lin, I've met you before."

The two people opposite them exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.

Lin Chongguang asked curiously, "Oh? Where have you seen me before?"

"You were sitting on the reviewing stand during last year's military parade on TV," Su Fan said.

Lin Chongguang laughed: "I didn't expect you to have such a good memory at such a young age."

Su Fan didn't reply, but continued to ask about the purpose of his summons: "Old Lin, why don't you tell me why you called me here? Otherwise, I won't feel at ease."

Lin Chongguang didn't answer directly, but instead asked a different question: "What's your opinion on the entertainment industry right now?"

Without even thinking, Su Fan blurted out, "How else can we watch it? On TV, of course."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenli's lips curled into a slight smile: "I've long heard that you're a tough nut to crack, and today I've seen it for myself."

Su Fan chuckled and scratched his head: "Boss, just say what you want to say, otherwise I'll be rambling on and on."

Jiang Wenli said, "I have checked your information. You are an orphan. Before the age of twenty, you were unknown. Your song 'Chengdu' made Sichuan's cultural tourism popular. Later, you became a disciple of Taoist Master Zhang Lingyuan. During that time, you also wrote many works and tricked Hu Laowu from the Northeast out of a century-old wild ginseng."