The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

Four and a half years later. Jingtong District, a lakeside area.

At 6:30 a.m., the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thin mist and shone on the lake.

A flock of pure white rosebirds took flight from the small island in the middle of the lake, their talons nimbly gliding across the clear water, creating ripples that spread outwards.

The air was filled with mist, and the birds sang sweetly, like music from heaven.

On the lake shore, countless elderly people are taking walks, playing chess, exercising, and practicing Tai Chi.

Their aged faces were full of happiness and contentment, and their eyes revealed a peaceful tranquility.

The two old men are playing chess.

An elderly woman who had just finished her walk and grocery shopping patted one of them on the shoulder:

"Old man, we should go back now. Our eldest grandson loves your oil-splashed noodles."

The old man smiled as he looked at his chess partner opposite him:

"Old Tang, I won't stay with you this morning. I have to go back and make breakfast for my precious grandson."

Old Tang also smiled and looked at Old Jin:

"Go on, go on, I need to go back and make breakfast for my precious granddaughter."

"Remember to come over for dinner this Saturday, you and your family? Let's have a good drink together."

"Okay!" Old Jin replied as he stood up.

So the two elderly men and women came to the roadside, where several fully electric driverless buses were parked.

After the three elderly people scanned their faces, the car doors opened automatically.

The car moved slowly forward, carrying more than ten elderly people. After greeting each other, they all looked out the window.

There is a sign there that says "Tianlong Lake".

The mountain opposite is a mountain with excellent scenery and fresh air!

These elderly people often go there in the afternoon to check their health and blood pressure, because there is a nursing home there!

Because that mountain is called "Tianlong Mountain".

The bus slowly stopped at a residential area, and the elderly people got off and went to different buildings.

This residential area is called "Longyu Apartment".

Old Jin and his wife entered the house via elevator, and a boy of about eight years old immediately hugged Old Jin:

"Grandpa, Lele is hungry. Lele wants to eat the oil-splashed noodles that Grandpa makes."

Old Jin, his face full of loving kindness, picked up Lele and smiled, his wrinkles crinkling with laughter:

"My precious grandson has grown taller again! Grandpa will make some delicious oil-splashed noodles for him right away."

He put down his grandson and happily went into the kitchen.

Half an hour later, the family of five were having a cozy breakfast, with sunlight streaming through the glass window and illuminating this heartwarming moment.

After breakfast, Lele, carrying her schoolbag, held her mother's hand with her right hand and her father's hand with her left, and happily went downstairs.

He boarded the school bus by himself, then turned and waved to his parents, saying, "Goodbye, Dad! Goodbye, Mom!"

The couple smiled warmly and waved their hands simultaneously.

"Goodbye, Lele." The school bus drove away, and the couple walked towards another driverless bus.

They worked at the same company, went to work together, left work together, took care of the elderly together, and shared warm moments.

My husband is very tall and is a returnee from overseas. His previous job was as the marketing director of another large company. His name is Lu Yunfan.

As he walked to the car door, he looked up at a tall building—a building that now stood tall against the clouds, its 108 floors fully renovated and officially opened today.

The name of this high-rise building is: "Longyu International Headquarters Building".

After Lu Yunfan got into the car, the car was full of Longyu employees. Greetings of "Good morning, President Lu" rose and fell, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Lu Yunfan is currently the South China Regional Manager of Longyu Marketing Department, and his annual salary is twice that of his previous position.

He came to Longyu not for the annual salary, but to fulfill his responsibilities as a son.

Because in the Dragon Kingdom, filial piety is paramount, considered the greatest virtue, and regarded as the highest priority.

At 8:30 a.m., countless employees arrived at the headquarters building.

Every employee who arrives here will stand up, look up at the building with excited eyes, and then walk into the building with great enthusiasm.

Zeng Linglong's three roommates—Du Ziteng, Hao Shuai, and Zhu Yiqun—also joined Longyu, becoming one of the tens of thousands of employees.

The three men stood at the doorway. Du Ziteng raised his right hand, and the three men clasped it tightly.

"Keep it up, bro!"

"Go for it, bro!" the three of them said at the same time.

"And me too!" A sweet female voice rang out, and Xiao Wanru walked over in a business suit.

She is pure and beautiful, and her outfit makes her look capable and professional.

Unlike Du Ziteng and the other two, she wasn't a relative.

She entered Longyu through layers of interviews and assessments!

She was also highly regarded by Anna—because she was fluent in six business languages ​​and had pursued a master's degree in economics.

Anna often entrusts her with important tasks, so she has great potential for advancement in the Longyu International Department.

"Class monitor!" Zhu Yiqun exclaimed, "You look so beautiful today! If you dressed like this at school, you would definitely be in the top three of the most beautiful girls at Beijing Qing University."

"Yeah, Lao Zhu, we've lived together for three years, and this is the most human thing you've ever said," Du Ziteng and Hao Shuai praised at the same time.

Zhu Yiqun was furious:

"You two bastards, stop talking nonsense! What do you mean by living together for three years? You're making it sound like we're gay!"

"And who are you two cursing? What I said wasn't human language?"

"Alright, you three are so annoying, always arguing. Only your Brother Long can handle you."

Xiao Wanru quickly covered her mouth—she knew she had said the wrong thing, but she didn't know why she had mentioned that person's name.

Perhaps he has always been in the deepest part of her soul, unforgettable and indelible...

Zhu Yiqun and the other two lowered their heads and remained silent.

Xiao Wanru also began to feel extremely disappointed.

The four of them, classmates who had received help from Zeng Linglong, walked into the headquarters building with sadness.

The headquarters building, 107th floor, CEO's office.

All Longyu employees were puzzled as to why the president of Longyu chose the 107th floor for his office instead of the 108th.

Moreover, the main entrance to the 108th floor is always closed, and two security guards are quietly standing guard outside the door 24 hours a day!

Only after the cleaning lady cleans the house each day does the door close tightly again.

This was personally designed by Teng Ao—the 108th floor will forever belong to that man, only he is most qualified to stand on the highest floor, standing tall in the clouds.

He and Teng Ao will always be his representatives, without regret, and will follow him to the death.

Because his success today is already enough; he stands tall in the clouds, still pointing out the flaws in the world.

Just as that man had initially told him, today Teng Ao is a true powerhouse—

A top-tier family that is unshakable and revered in Beijing, throughout China, and internationally.

He was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the CEO's office on the 107th floor, his coffee already cold.

He stood there silently overlooking the capital for a long, long time, his voice hoarse and choked with sobs.

My mind is filled with the image of that man and all his words.

He uttered five words: "Brother Long, thank you."

The phone rang, and he answered it, holding it to his ear. Hao Yuan's voice came through:

"President Teng, today is the founding of Longyu headquarters, why aren't we celebrating?"

Teng's arrogant tone left no room for argument:

"Secretary Hao, you know—without his return, no one is qualified to celebrate this towering building."

"Wait, wait until he comes back, wait until he stands on the 108th floor, that will be the time to celebrate."

At this moment, the assistant walked in, bowing deeply.

"Mr. Teng, all department heads have arrived. Please come over for a meeting."

After hanging up the phone, Teng Ao slowly turned around. He put down his coffee, composed himself, and walked towards the CEO's conference room.

The assistant pushed open the heavy, floor-to-ceiling solid wood double door, and the two business queens, along with more than forty department heads, all stood up:

"Hello, Mr. Teng!"

Teng Ao walked to the top of the conference table, turned around, and smiled:

"Please have a seat, everyone."

But instead of sitting down, he was giving instructions, setting the overall direction and requirements for Longyu, this commercial behemoth.

As the conference room doors opened and the department heads emerged, their steps became more resolute, and their tasks more daunting.

Because there is only one and a half years left to achieve all the five-year goals.