Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Two days later, Xiong Denghui felt the line had been cast long enough and showed up.

Zhao Junxia was already itching to make a fortune and, without a second word, took him to the most expensive hotel in town upon seeing him.

They ordered a bunch of abalone, bird's nest, and Maotai. In the midst of the toasting and merry-making, Xiong Denghui got tipsy.

Su Jun, sitting aside, was tapping here and there asking about the project. Xiong Denghui, with a flushed face, slurred out the details of the entire project.

As a college student from the new generation, Su Jun felt that Uncle Xiong was being too modest after hearing the complete logic of the project. This wasn't just a tenfold profit; if operated well, they could even make twenty times the investment! Moreover, it was a highly profitable project that could be sustained over the long term!

Faced with such a goldmine, Su Jun's greed began to show.

Without hesitation, he persuaded Zhao Junxia to invest three million into the project right away.

Not enough money? Buy a house! Even if it meant selling their last possessions, they had to invest in it. If they didn't join in now, it might be too late next time!

Upon hearing her son's so confident words, Zhao Junxia found herself in a dilemma.

After all, the amount was really huge, but thinking about Song Yun's contemptuous look and her old classmate's reluctance to let them in, she made a decisive decision to invest!

"To grow bigger and stronger, and create a new splendor!"

With this phrase, Xiong Denghui ended the meal.

Next, all they had to do was wait for the three million to come in before skipping town.

Upon leaving the hotel, Xiong Denghui waved his hand and a Rolls-Royce slowly approached the crowd. A driver dressed in a suit opened the rear door, shielding the car's roof with his hand, looking every bit the professional.

Seeing such a high-level executive car, Su Jun was unwavering in his belief that Uncle Xiong must be a reclusive, hidden tycoon.

Staggering with drunken steps, Xiong Denghui got into the car.

The moment the car door closed, any trace of Xiong Denghui's drunken state was gone, and he sat comfortably with his legs crossed in the car seat.

"Boss, the car fee for today is five thousand. Will you be paying by card or in cash?"

The driver asked from the front.

"Heh heh, charge it to the card!"

The Zhao family had no idea that even this car had been specially rented by Xiong Denghui!

"Jun Jun, do you think this project is reliable?"

Meanwhile, Zhao Junxia and her group were sitting in a taxi, Zhao's face showing some concern.

"Mom! You can insult me, but you can't insult my profession. I studied finance in college, and this project is definitely highly feasible and offers massive returns! Just invest this money and our family can move to a villa and drive luxury cars this year!"

"Alright! I trust you, let's take a gamble. I don't think my old classmate looks like a swindler!"

"Right, we've been down on our luck these past few days – that's exactly what is meant by 'after extreme adversity comes prosperity.' It's our turn to change our fortunes!"

With action following words, mother and son, disregarding Su father's objections, took their property deeds to the bank to apply for a loan.

After a day of calling in favors with acquaintances, they finally got the money.

Three hundred and thirty thousand!

This huge sum of money could not only pay off the dowry to that white-eyed wolf Song Yun, but it could also be invested. In an instant, Zhao Junxia felt considerably lighter.

Meanwhile, at home, Song Yun looked at the message on his phone and found that someone had transferred 200,000 to him, followed immediately by a text from Su Jun.

"I've sent this poor ghost some extra money, so you'll stop bad-mouthing our family behind our backs!"

Song Yun didn't care about Su Jun's sarcasm; he was just a little curious about how the Su family managed to come up with so much money so quickly—they didn't have any wealthy relatives.

...

Magic Capital, inside the VIP top-floor restaurant of the Hilton.

This wasn't a place where those fake socialites could just spend a little money and pool together to enter.

Every person who could enter this place was a lady of high society and had a certain level of assets to apply for a membership card to dine here.

At a window-side seat, Ye Qingqing propped up her chin with both hands, her eyes brimmed with happiness.

Sitting opposite her was a long-haired royal sister with an outstanding appearance and a figure that was no less impressive than Ye Qingqing's.

"Baby, you're saying that you're already married, a married woman?"

The royal sister asked in disbelief, "Baby, are you running a fever? We agreed to stay single until the end of the world, but you sneaked off and tied the knot, completing the most important marriage in life! Did you ever consider me a real BFF?"

"Shishi, it just happened that I met him. I thought I couldn't let those bad people bully Song Brother, so I just acted impulsively..."

The royal sister was named Li Shishi, her family was a nationally renowned energy tycoon with assets in the billions. She had known Ye Qingqing since childhood, and their friendship was not the superficial kind seen among others, but one of deep affection.

Li Shishi stirred her coffee with a soup spoon, took her time to fully digest the information, then after quite a while, she burst out, "My silly bestie, I really can't figure out what you were thinking. Let's not talk about whether you should have married, but the fact that you married a stranger you hadn't seen in years, is just..."

"What stranger, that's Song Brother!"

"Alright, alright, does your Song Brother even remember you?"

Li Shishi lit a ladies' cigarette, leaned back in her chair and asked leisurely, "After all these years, do you understand him? Do you know what he's been through as he grew up? Do you really understand what he wants?"

"I... I don't know, but I just like him!"

"Oh, it's said that love makes IQ plummet, but yours hasn't just plummeted, it's practically hit negative! My silly baby! You know nothing and yet you dare to bet your whole life on one person! Have you forgotten the tragedy that happened to the Mo Lan family?"

Li Shishi's words left Ye Qingqing momentarily speechless.

Mo Lan was a famously distinguished lady in their circle. Her family was wealthy through the real estate business, but during her university years, Mo Lan met a poor boy.

After fasting and abstaining from water, Mo Lan's family couldn't withstand their daughter's pleas and agreed to the marriage.

Three years later, Mo Lan's parents passed away under mysterious circumstances, and as the sole heir, Mo Lan simply didn't have the strength to hold up a falling building. At this time, the poor boy stepped forward, led the group out of difficulty.

In the end, the poor boy embezzled all the group's assets and kept numerous mistresses. Mo Lan became depressed, battling with depression, and in the aftermath of an argument, couldn't take it anymore and jumped off a building.

"Baby, all I hope for is your happiness, not for you to fall into a tragedy, do you understand?"

Li Shishi extinguished her cigarette in the ashtray, letting out a sigh.

"It's different, Shishi, believe me, Song Brother is definitely not like that white-eyed wolf. When I went there in my luxury car and got the marriage certificate, Song Brother's mood didn't change; he needed time to digest it. If he could fake all that, then I'm convinced!"

Listening to her bestie talk this way, Li Shishi became somewhat interested in Song Yun.

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