After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

He leaned against the second-floor railing, his gaze passing through the crowd, quietly watching Xia Yu calmly conversing with several senior business figures.

Looking at her composed and dignified demeanor, Jiang Ye couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

No wonder.

No wonder Xia Yu, a woman, was able to single-handedly support the huge Blue Ocean Group in just a few years.

"As expected, he's quite capable," Jiang Ye muttered to himself, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

In this cutthroat business world, beauty may be a stepping stone, but what truly allows one to gain a foothold is an irreplaceable core competitiveness.

Xia Yu clearly understands this well.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ye's gaze shifted slightly and landed on Shen Qinghan on the other side of the hall.

At this moment, Shen Qinghan was holding a glass of red wine, standing next to Gu Ziming. Although she tried her best to maintain an elegant and confident smile, Jiang Ye could see the panic and unnaturalness deep in her eyes at a glance.

Being completely outclassed by Xia Yu during the interview just now clearly dealt a significant blow to the usually self-important eldest daughter of the Shen family.

Seeing Shen Qinghan's forced composure, Jiang Ye couldn't help but shake his head.

Over the past three years, Shen's Group has had a smooth run of success, securing several highly profitable projects.

Shen Qinghan naturally believed that all of this was due to her keen business sense and tireless hard work.

But actually?

If it weren't for Jiang Ye's behind-the-scenes manipulation, which led Kunlun Capital to repeatedly pour resources into the Shen Group without expecting anything in return and to secretly take care of it, the Shen Group would be in a completely different state by now!

What level of investment institution is Kunlun Capital?

That's a financial behemoth that ranks among the top in the entire Asia-Pacific region!

Kunlun Capital's risk control team and investment committee have an extremely keen eye for investment. All the projects they invest in are high-growth potential, have strong industry barriers to entry, and offer astonishing returns.

The Shen Group's outdated processing and uninspired traditional real estate development businesses...

In the eyes of analysts at Kunlun Capital, it was utterly worthless garbage! It didn't even qualify for the initial review stage!

If it weren't for the kindness that Old Master Shen had shown Jiang Ye back then, not only taking him in but also defying public opinion to marry his granddaughter to him, how could Jiang Ye have used Kunlun Capital's real money to fill the bottomless pit of the Shen family?

The results of it?

Shen Qinghan showed no gratitude whatsoever; instead, she thought Jiang Ye was a worthless good-for-nothing who didn't deserve her dazzling self.

"Oh……"

Jiang Ye tilted his head back and drank the soda water in the glass in one gulp.

He felt only one thing in his heart: relief.

I'm so glad!

I'm glad I signed the divorce agreement decisively and completely severed ties with the Shen Group.

If he continues to provide unscrupulous financial support to the Shen Group as before, based on so-called feelings and gratitude, it will not only be an insatiable hole, but sooner or later it will also seriously affect Kunlun Capital's own strategic layout and financial health.

Now it's all right, bridges are bridges, and roads are roads.

……

The half-hour free interview session passed in the blink of an eye.

The symphony in the hall gradually came to a stop.

Lei Heng's deep and powerful voice once again resounded throughout the venue through the microphone.

"Distinguished guests and friends, the open session of Kunlun Capital's 15th Anniversary Annual Meeting has now come to a successful conclusion. Thank you all for attending."

"Next, we will move to the VIP conference room on the third floor for a closed-door seminar on the 'Genting Town' project. Please invite the invited companies that are interested in cooperation to the conference room. Other guests, please take a short break; dinner will be served in the lobby on the first floor in half an hour."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the entire hall instantly became tense and oppressive.

Everyone knows that although the meeting has ended,

But in reality, the real highlight of tonight is only just beginning.

The question of who will ultimately win the coveted multi-billion dollar prize of the Cloud Top Town project is about to be answered.

......

Third floor, VIP meeting room number one.

The ambiance here is both luxurious and private. A huge oval mahogany conference table sits in the center, and the leather chairs exude a subtle leather scent. The conference room lighting is perfectly adjusted, bright yet not glaring.

Jiang Ye originally didn't plan to go.

However, this project is too large in scale and is also very important to Kunlun Capital.

So Jiang Ye smoked a cigarette outside and ended up arriving at the conference room more than ten minutes late.

In order to facilitate the presentation of the slideshow, the main lights in the conference room had been turned off, leaving only a few dim wall lamps. The giant projection screen at the front was lit, illuminating the silhouettes of the people in the front row very clearly.

Everyone's attention was focused on the large screen in front, and no one noticed that someone had silently slipped in through the back door.

Jiang Ye scanned the room in the dim light and found that the front row of the conference table was already filled with key representatives from various companies and senior executives from Kunlun Capital. Behind the conference table, against the wall, was a row of seats for the audience, mainly for assistants and accompanying personnel from each company.

Jiang Ye tiptoed to the last row of the audience seats and casually found an empty seat to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, Jiang Ye smelled a faint, very familiar, cool perfume scent.

He subconsciously looked up at the figure sitting directly in front of him.

A sharp black haute couture suit, a slender yet powerful waist, and long hair casually tied back, exuding a sense of both laziness and competence.

It was summer rain.

Since only she and her secretary from Blue Ocean Group attended this time, and there wasn't enough room at the front table, Xia Yu offered her seat to the other real estate company executives who had brought large teams, and she and her secretary sat in the second row of the audience seats.

As luck would have it, Jiang Ye happened to be sitting right behind Xia Yu.

At this moment, standing on the stage to present the proposal was Shen Qinghan, the president of the Shen Group.

"Distinguished leaders and colleagues, our Shen's Group believes that the development of Yunding Town must rely on a strong underlying logic..."

Shen Qinghan held a laser pointer in her hand, pointing at the flashy PPT on the screen, her voice crisp and her speech rapid.

Jiang Ye leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and listened patiently for two minutes.

Soon, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Not interesting.

It's so boring.

What Shen Qinghan said on stage was exactly the same nonsense she spouted during her interview with reporters downstairs.

They're spouting jargon like "ecological synergy," "matrix empowerment," "full-link integration," and "private traffic pool"—slang that's been overused in the industry for ages.

However, Genting Town is a real heavy asset infrastructure and real estate development project!

Why are you talking about private domain traffic with a group of big shots in engineering and investment?

Lei Heng, sitting in the front row, was nodding frequently on the surface, but his eyes had begun to wander.

Jiang Ye played on his phone for a while, then changed his posture.

Jiang Ye is tall and has long legs, and sitting in this relatively cramped audience section, he felt a little cramped. He subconsciously stretched his long legs forward, trying to find a more comfortable position.

As a result, when he stretched out his foot, his toes accidentally touched something soft.

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment.

He looked down and, with the faint reflection from the screen, he could see clearly.

His own pair of custom-made Italian handmade leather shoes were pressed against Xia Yu's calves.