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Two luxury cars drove into the underground parking garage of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel on the Bund.

The tires screeched as they rolled over the epoxy flooring.

The car door popped open.

The three people got out of the car and headed straight for the VIP elevator.

Take the elevator to the top floor.

Han Fei had booked the hotel's best private banquet hall in advance.

Push open the double wooden door.

It's over 200 square meters, with floor-to-ceiling windows all the way up.

The Huangpu River night view is right below you, with the cruise ships lit up as they slowly move forward.

The minimum charge for this private room starts at 50,000 yuan.

The three of them sat down at the round table.

The head waiter, dressed in a tuxedo, handed over the gold-embossed wine list.

Han Fei took it without even looking at it.

"The most expensive Lafite, let's open two bottles first."

The foreman was just about to take notes.

Liu Bing tapped the table twice: "Add another bottle of Louis XIII, and use your best decanter."

The foreman nodded and left.

Three bottles of wine, nearly two hundred thousand.

Han Fei turned and glared at Liu Bing.

The two got into a competition.

Everyone wanted to impress Li Yichen.

This amount of money is nothing; the key is the attitude.

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair, watching the two rich kids.

I almost laughed.

The young master who was usually unapproachable in the eyes of ordinary people is now like a child vying for favor.

The crushing power of capital is that simple and unadorned.

The food was served very quickly.

After several rounds of drinks...

The atmosphere heated up.

Han Fei raised his glass in a toast, put it down, and leaned forward.

"Brother Li, those uncle and nephew from the Zhao family were so inconsiderate at the club today. What are your plans to do about Hengyu Group?"

Liu Bing also put down her chopsticks and listened intently.

Hengyu Group is a large entity in Shanghai with a wide network of connections.

Li Yichen wiped his fingers with a napkin.

You'll find out tomorrow.

This sentence is plain and unremarkable.

Han Fei and Liu Bing exchanged a glance, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on their backs at the same time.

Judging from this tone, it seems Hengyu Group is doomed.

I wonder if Zhao Deguang will beat Zhao Tianyu to death.

After all, Li Yichen now holds absolute control over Hongyuan New Energy.

With just one termination notice cutting off all orders, Hengyu Group's cash flow would be cut off within three days.

Even if Zhao Deguang sold the entire Zhao family, he still couldn't fill this hole.

The Zhao family is finished.

Massive bleeding is the least of the problems; the most likely scenario is bankruptcy and liquidation.

Emboldened by the alcohol, Liu Bing poured Li Yichen a cup of tea and boldly asked, "Brother Li, you acquired Hongyuan New Energy today. I wonder if Future Technology has any big plans next?"

Li Yichen didn't answer directly, but instead said something mysterious.

"The new energy sector is about to undergo a dramatic transformation."

boom.

These words exploded in Han Fei and Liu Bing's minds.

change of weather.

These two words sound like bragging when they come out of someone else's mouth.

When spoken by a tycoon who can casually generate over 8 billion yuan in cash flow, that's an industry earthquake.

Liu Bing swallowed.

Although he didn't know what technology Future Technology had mastered, since Li Yichen said it so confidently, he must have been absolutely certain.

After all, Li Yichen wasn't stupid or rich enough to spend so much money to acquire a company that was declining.

This suggests that Li Yichen possesses some technology capable of reviving Hongyuan New Energy.

At that time, the entire domestic new energy landscape may be reshuffled by this man.

Those traditional manufacturers that are still producing outdated batteries may face a difficult future.

Halfway through the meal.

Li Yichen took out his phone and dialed Chu Feng's number.

It rang once and then connected.

"Where?"

"Brother Li, I'm home." Chu Feng's voice carried an air of readiness.

"Drive over to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel and pick me up in a bit."

"Alright! Let's go right away!"

The call ended. Less than ten seconds later.

Han Fei quickly stood up: "Brother Li, don't call a driver. Liu Bing and I will take you home after we finish eating."

Liu Bing nodded vigorously.

Li Yichen waved his hand: "Don't bother."

The tone was irrefutable.

Han Fei and Liu Bing immediately shut up, not daring to say anything more.

After a while, Han Fei made an excuse to go to the restroom.

Once inside the cubicle, I locked the door.

He took out his phone and dialed his father Han Jiancheng's number.

As soon as the call connected, Han Fei lowered his voice and recounted the events of the day from beginning to end—

From Li Yichen's 1200-horsepower car crash, to Zhao Tianyu being beaten for stealing a technician, to Zhao Dezhu being so frightened that he slapped his own nephew, and the news of Li Yichen's full acquisition of Hongyuan New Energy.

Not a single word was missed.

On the other end of the phone, in the chairman's office of Yunsheng Creative Group.

Han Jiancheng sat in the boss's chair and listened to his son's report.

There was no movement for a full ten seconds.

Then he started breathing heavily.

He was frantically calculating in his mind.

I invested 1.5 billion yuan in Liu's Pharmaceuticals half a month ago.

Today, we acquired Hongyuan New Energy for over 8 billion yuan.

It adds up to over 10 billion.

Real cash flow.

Looking across Shanghai, even the richest man in the city would find it difficult to casually mobilize 10 billion yuan in pure cash within half a month.

This young man's wealth has no limits.

"Dad?" Han Fei didn't hear a response. "Are you still listening?"

Han Jiancheng suddenly came to his senses.

"Son," he said, his voice heavy with a death order, "you must cling to this powerful figure, even if it kills you. From now on, if he tells you to go east, you absolutely cannot go west. Even if he orders you to sabotage our own business, you have to be at the forefront."

"understood."

The dinner lasted until 8:30 pm.

The three walked out of the Waldorf's gate.

The river breeze blowing from the Bund is a bit chilly.

In the parking area at the entrance, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom was quietly parked in the most conspicuous position.

The massive vehicle body gleamed with a heavy metallic sheen under the streetlights.

The surrounding vehicles all swerved to make way, creating a large clearing.

Chu Feng, dressed in a sharp black suit, stood beside the car.

Upon seeing Li Yichen emerge, he immediately stepped forward and opened the rear carriage-style double door, placing one hand on the edge of the roof to block the view.

His posture was extremely respectful.

Han Fei and Liu Bing stood on the steps and exchanged a few polite words with Li Yichen.

"Take care, Brother Li."

"Let's get together again sometime, Brother Li."

Li Yichen nodded and sat in the back of the Phantom.

Chu Feng closed the door, walked back to the driver's seat, and started the engine.

The V12 engine made a slight running sound.

The Phantom's massive body silently drove away from the parking area and merged into the traffic flow on the Bund.

Han Fei and Liu Bing stood there, watching the Rolls-Royce with consecutive license plates disappear from sight.

Han Fei exhaled a long breath of alcohol, took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Liu Bing, and lit one for himself.

A flame shot out from the lighter.

ignite.

Han Fei took a deep breath, letting the smoke circulate in his lungs before slowly exhaling.

"Liu Bing, what's Li Ge's background?"

He gestured in the air with the finger holding the cigarette.

"The 1.5 billion yuan invested in your company a while ago, plus the more than 8 billion yuan invested in acquiring Hongyuan New Energy today, brings the total to over 10 billion yuan. That's real cash flow. Which top conglomerate in Shanghai can pour money out like water?"

Liu Bing, with a cigarette between his fingers, shook his head.

He didn't even dare to guess.

"I don't care about his background," Liu Bing said firmly. "All I know is that from now on, whatever Brother Li tells us to do, we'll do. Don't ask why."

Han Fei nodded emphatically.

The two reached an absolute consensus.

They turned around and walked towards their respective sports cars.

He opened the car door and drove off.

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom was driving back to Pudong.

The carriage was extremely quiet.

The sound insulation is so good that you can't hear any wind noise from outside.

Chu Feng gripped the steering wheel with both hands and glanced at Li Yichen, who was leaning back in the leather seat with his eyes closed, resting in the rearview mirror.

He didn't say much.

The highest level of professionalism a driver can have is to treat himself as if he were invisible.

Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to.

Fifteen minutes later.

The car smoothly drove into the gate of Tomson Riviera villa area.

Two rows of security guards saluted in unison.

The Phantom drove along the tree-lined road into the spacious courtyard of the detached villa.

The engine is turned off.

Chu Feng quickly pushed open the door and got out of the car, then went around to the back seat and opened the door.

Li Yichen stepped down.

The air outside was moistened by the river.

He raised his hand and patted Chu Feng on the shoulder twice.

"You've worked hard, go back now."

Chu Feng bent slightly at the waist and nodded emphatically.

Li Yichen turned around, stepped onto the marble steps, and walked towards the brightly lit main entrance of the villa.

Chu Feng stood in the courtyard, watching his retreating figure.

Li Yichen walked to the mahogany gate and raised his right hand.

Press your index finger on the fingerprint lock.

Click.

The heavy door slid open a crack inwards.

He pushed open the door and went inside.