From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

The interrogation room door closed, and Lu Yunzhou placed Gu Nanqiao's file on the table.

Ye Zhiwei sat down opposite him, unwrapped a new pack of gauze, and rewrapped her wrist.

She hadn't recovered from the injury she sustained last night, but she didn't stop moving.

"Gu Baichuan is in charge of port approvals, and the Gu family's position among the seven seats is far more important than it appears."

She looked up at Lu Yunzhou, her tone direct.

Ninth Master set the rules: the seven seats would be divided among the territories.

On the surface, all seven seats were arranged by Ninth Master.

Privately, everyone is vying for business, wary of others trying to take advantage.

Huo Lie owns the Tiger Soul Hall and controls some of the underground businesses in the southern city and port area.

Gu Baichuan doesn't touch the boxing ring, but he firmly controls several docks.

Pei Zhongting has connections and funds, so everyone is willing to ask him for favors, and no one wants him to become too powerful.

There had long been checks and balances among the three parties.

Gu Baichuan blocked Huo Lie's delivery route, Huo Lie kept an eye on the Gu family's warehouse, and Pei Zhongting stood between the two sides, occasionally helping out and occasionally adding fuel to the fire.

Ninth Master was happy to see them wary of each other, and Seventh Master could only bow his head and obey orders.

Lu Yunzhou flipped through Gu Nanqiao's employment contract, stopping at the signature section.

"Gu Baichuan must know that Gu Nanqiao is getting close to Yuanchuan. I will ask her directly who she is working for."

His thumb pressed down on the signature.

Ye Zhiwei did not try to dissuade him, but only reminded him that Gu Baichuan's men were all over the port area, and that messing with Gu Nanqiao was tantamount to offending the Gu family.

Lu Yunzhou closed the file and got up to collect the documents from the table.

"Whoever dares to stop me, I'll go after them."

Ye Zhiwei watched his retreating figure without saying another word.

In the afternoon, Bai Wantang led Ye Zhiwei to the stone platform in the courtyard.

The "Returning to the Origin and Receiving Breath" book lay open on the table, with a copper piece pressed down on the corner of the paper.

Bai Wantang sat cross-legged by the stone platform, guiding Ye Zhiwei to adjust her breathing in the order Bai Heming had taught her.

The original energy pathways in Ye Zhiwei's body were disrupted by the forceful push of the medicine, causing several meridians to become disordered.

Each time he inhales into his abdomen, the breath dissipates at his waist, and the injury on his shoulder twitches as well.

Bai Wantang reached out and pressed down on her shoulder: "Don't push too hard, let the air go back into your abdomen first."

Ye Zhiwei gritted her teeth and resumed her cultivation technique.

The wind in the courtyard stopped for a while, and Ye Zhiwei's breathing gradually became longer.

The dispersed breath fell down along the chest and abdomen, paused at the waist, and finally rejoined the original cycle.

Bai Wantang withdrew her hand, her forehead already sweating.

"The energy channels are connected, so our combat strength will not change."

She picked up the medicine bottle on the table and added that Ye Zhiwei was still at the sixth-grade enhancement level, but she would be able to absorb Qi on her own in the future and would not need to rely on medicine to sustain herself.

Ye Zhiwei raised her arm and tested it; her wrist was more flexible than before.

She looked at her palm and immediately got up to grab the dagger.

Lu Yunzhou walked from under the corridor, blocking her way.

"Don't test the knife on yourself while your wound is still healing."

Ye Zhiwei stopped and turned around to continue practicing.

She knew she hadn't settled her score with Gray Tower yet, but her internal energy channels had only just been connected, and rushing into action would only disrupt the new channels again.

Lu Yunzhou went back to his room and changed into a formal suit.

He used hair clay to press down the uneven stubble of his hair, and his tie was tied neatly.

As she walked out of the courtyard, Bai Wantang glanced at him twice and reached out to press his collar down.

"Go see Shen Luoyan?"

Lu Yunzhou nodded and picked up the car keys.

"Make sure you're happy with the person first, then get the job done."

Downstairs at the Fengming Group building, Shen Luoyan walked out of the revolving door carrying a file bag.

She stopped on the steps, glanced at Lu Yunzhou, her gaze falling on his tie before moving to the car next to him.

Lu Yunzhou opened the car door for her, but she stood still.

"The trouble with the Seventh Seat isn't over yet, but you remember to come pick me up."

She held the file folder to her chest, her tone barbed.

Lu Yunzhou closed the car door, walked around to the other side, and got into the driver's seat.

He took a bottle of water from the storage compartment and placed it in Shen Luoyan's hand.

"I haven't been able to take care of you lately. Tonight, you can arrange everything—dinner, a movie, shopping—and I'll pay for it all."

Shen Luoyan unscrewed the bottle cap and took two sips, her expression softening somewhat.

She put the water back in the cup holder, her face still expressionless, but she leaned back in her chair.

The car drove onto the main road.

She opened the documents and handed the information about the equipment seized from Fengming Group to the front row.

The exported equipment had already been cleared through customs, but the port authority detained the goods before loading, giving only one reason: internal review.

Lu Yunzhou glanced at the document number and tapped the steering wheel with his finger.

"Sheng'an Port Authority?"

Shen Luoyan put the documents away and nodded.

Fengming's equipment is worth over 80 million yuan. Every day of delay will incur additional storage fees, and the overseas buyer will also pursue the breach of delivery agreement.

She needs to get the clearance documents today.

The car was parked in front of the port authority.

There are three turnstiles at the entrance, and container trucks are lined up on the outer road.

The security guard checked Shen Luoyan's authorization letter and called the office to confirm before raising the barrier and letting the car through.

Lu Yunzhou didn't rush inside after getting out of the car.

He scanned the gatekeeper's register, and Fengming's license plate number was circled separately, with the note "Delayed release" written in the remarks column.

The registration took place last night, and the signatory was Liang Qifa, the port dispatch director.

Shen Luoyan put away the authorization letter and led him into the office building.

The elevator stopped on the eighth floor, and at the end of the corridor hung a sign for the Port Dispatch Department.

Liang Qifa's office door was open, and the sound of papers being slapped on the table could be heard from inside.

A man in his forties sat behind his desk, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a thick watch hanging from his wrist.

He glanced up at Shen Luoyan, reached out and took the document, but only flipped through two pages.

"Director Liang, the equipment has all the necessary paperwork. Please provide the basis for the seizure."

Shen Luoyan laid out the contract, customs declaration, and port receipt in sequence, pressing down on the last page with her knuckles.

Liang Qifa pushed the documents to the edge of the table and leaned back.

He didn't touch the documents, only saying that the equipment still needed further verification and that the release time would be notified separately by the port authorities.

Shen Luoyan's hand froze in mid-air, and the smile on her face vanished completely.

Liang Qifa picked up the internal phone and instructed the dispatch department to postpone the loading order of Fengming.

He put down the receiver, looked up at Lu Yunzhou, and spoke in a tone that implied he wanted to get rid of him.

"Go back and wait for news. There are so many goods at the port every day, I don't have time to waste with you."

Lu Yunzhou walked to the table and picked up the temporary dispatch order.

Fengming Equipment has been transferred to the old wharf in Linjiang. The consignee column is empty, but Liang Qifa's personal seal is stamped at the bottom.

There was also a dispatch record next to it, which stated that Gujia Warehouse had priority in occupying the berth.

He placed the two forms in front of Liang Qifa.

"The goods belong to Fengming. Who gave you the authority to transfer them to Gujia Wharf?"

Liang Qifa's finger stopped on the table, then he pressed the intercom button.

Two security guards immediately approached from outside the door.

He raised his chin, his tone becoming even firmer: "I am only responsible for carrying out Mr. Gu's arrangements. As for whether or not to release the goods, that is my responsibility in the port area."

Shen Luoyan stood up and blocked Lu Yunzhou's side, demanding that he immediately issue the seizure documents and bear the losses caused by the equipment's detention.

Liang Qifa reached out and pushed aside the documents, scattering the papers under the table.

"Don't try to pressure me with the contract. This is a port; if I say one word, the goods have to stop."

The office fell silent.

Lu Yunzhou ignored the security guard next to him, raised his eyes over Liang Qifa's shoulder, and landed on the iron gate behind him marked "Seven Exclusive Passage".