The Shenghong Lin Family

The Shenghong Lin Family

"Douyin's newest female influencer! What, aren't you going to introduce us?" Wu Yihao said with a smile.

A faint smile appeared on Zhao Wanyu's face. "Mengchuan, this is Wu Yihao. Wu Yihao, this is my friend, Mengchuan."

"Chen Mengchuan? Nice name. There's a 'dream' in your name, so you must be someone who loves dreaming. Nice to meet you, I'm Wu Yihao." Wu Yihao smiled and held out his hand.

Chen Mengchuan frowned slightly. He could hear the mockery in Wu Yihao's words.

He smiled and replied, "I do like dreaming. Sorry, I work in tech and am pretty introverted. I don't really like socializing, so let's skip getting acquainted."

Wu Yihao's expression shifted slightly, and his smile faded. "You've got quite the attitude."

Chen Mengchuan smiled and shook his head. "Sorry, I don't like getting to know people I'll never have anything to do with."

"Wanyu, your friend is rather interesting." Wu Yihao's expression cooled.

Zhao Wanyu tried to hold back her laughter, but she could not help bursting out laughing.

"Wu Yihao, so you have your embarrassing moments too. Hahaha!"

"He looks like he knows what he's doing. Just don't tell me he's living off a woman." Wu Yihao said coldly.

As soon as Zhao Wanyu heard that, she could not help looking at Chen Mengchuan and laughing again.

Somewhat awkward from Zhao Wanyu's laughter, Chen Mengchuan rubbed his nose. He truly did not like too much socializing. Getting to know a bunch of irrelevant people he would never meet again was nothing but an unnecessary burden to him.

"May I ask where Mr. Chen works?" Wu Yihao asked coldly.

Chen Mengchuan smiled. "I really wasn't planning to get acquainted with any of you."

Wu Yihao's face darkened, and he turned around and left.

"Hey, he didn't offend you, did he? Was there any need to treat him like that?" Zhao Wanyu asked with a smile.

Chen Mengchuan glanced at her. "Heh."

"Wu Yihao and I grew up together. Our families have known each other since we were kids, though our personalities became rather different after we grew up. Brother Chuan, do you have anything to do? If not, stick with me. I'll be following my dad," Zhao Wanyu said.

"Alright." Chen Mengchuan nodded. There was no need for him to show himself before the Provincial Department leaders arrived. He could leave the factory matters to Sun Zhongyong and Xu Shuwei.

The two of them then stayed a short distance behind Zhao Qinghua, chatting quietly.

People in Zhao Qinghua's circle soon recognized Zhao Wanyu. As the crowd grew, Chen Mengchuan became increasingly conspicuous. His gray casual outfit looked especially out of place amid a crowd of suits and formal wear.

"It does seem like these clothes aren't quite right for the occasion," Chen Mengchuan said.

Zhao Wanyu smiled. "So you finally realized it?"

Chen Mengchuan glanced at her. "So what if they're inappropriate? Being comfortable and simple is what matters most."

Zhao Wanyu chuckled and nodded. "As long as you're happy."

"Brother Chuan, trouble's coming." Zhao Wanyu looked toward a man walking straight toward them.

Chen Mengchuan looked over. A cold-faced man was walking toward him alongside Wu Yihao from earlier.

"One of your admirers?" Chen Mengchuan asked Zhao Wanyu.

"More or less." Zhao Wanyu looked troubled.

Chen Mengchuan nodded. "Heh, if you put it that way, then I won't hold back."

"So you're the guy Wu Yihao said had his nose in the air?" the man asked with a smile.

Chen Mengchuan smiled. "Probably. Sorry, I'm a little busy."

As he spoke, he took out his phone, opened the Toutiao app, and calmly started browsing.

"Looks like he was right." The man smiled, seemingly unsurprised.

"Why don't you two go talk among yourselves?" Chen Mengchuan looked at the man, plainly telling him to leave.

"Wanyu, come with us. My dad was just saying he hasn't seen you in a long time," the man said.

Chen Mengchuan frowned slightly. "You people are annoying."

The man smiled. "I wasn't talking to you."

Chen Mengchuan's brow twitched. He directly grabbed Zhao Wanyu's hand. "Come on, let's wait somewhere else."

The moment Chen Mengchuan took Zhao Wanyu's hand, the man's gaze turned icy. He barked in a low voice, "Let go!"

At the same time, a hand shot toward Chen Mengchuan and firmly seized his wrist. The grip was incredibly strong!

Chen Mengchuan's expression cooled. "I advise you to let go now. It'll be better for you."

"I advise you to let go too. Know your place first. Don't be a toad lusting after swan meat. Living off a woman isn't as easy as you think." The man tightened his grip again.

"Lin Dongsheng, what are you doing? Let go!" Zhao Wanyu said loudly, drawing some attention.

The man did not budge and merely stared coldly at Chen Mengchuan.

"Dongsheng! Let go!" A rather authoritative voice rang out as Zhao Qinghua and a group of people walked over.

The speaker was a tall, thin man in a gray suit, around fifty years old.

Lin Dongsheng stared coldly at Chen Mengchuan, then slowly released his wrist.

Chen Mengchuan also let go of Zhao Wanyu's hand.

"Apologize to this gentleman!" The tall, thin man spoke sternly.

Lin Dongsheng's expression darkened slightly. He looked coldly at Chen Mengchuan and said, "If I hurt you, then I apologize. I used too much force and didn't control my strength properly."

Chen Mengchuan's face was dark as water, and his wrist throbbed faintly with pain. Lin Dongsheng's grip was extraordinarily strong, and his physical condition far surpassed Chen Mengchuan's. In their first exchange, Chen Mengchuan had suffered a hidden loss.

"Sorry, sir. I am Lin Qiyi of Shenghong Group. My son is uncouth and does not know restraint. He lacks proper discipline. I hope you will do me the honor of not taking it to heart," the tall, thin man said apologetically to Chen Mengchuan.

Shenghong Group was one of the top ten renowned enterprises in Su Province! Decades ago, it had begun as a village silk-weaving factory. Through dyeing and finishing processing, it had gradually become the leader of Su Province's printing and dyeing industry. Then, with direct spinning of chemical fiber melt as its core, it had expanded into hotels, energy, real estate, petrochemicals, and other industries, eventually becoming Shenghong Holding Group. The man in front of him, the tall and thin Lin Qiyi, was the head of this colossal conglomerate.

Looking at Lin Qiyi's outstretched hand and apologetic expression, Chen Mengchuan could only shake it despite his displeasure.

"Su City Tianzhi, Chen Mengchuan. Please treat me well," Chen Mengchuan replied seriously, his gaze sharp as a torch.

Lin Qiyi froze slightly. Countless pieces of information flashed through his mind before he finally identified the young man before him.

"I never expected to meet the real person here. I have failed in educating my son. Please don't take it to heart, CEO Chen." Lin Qiyi's apologetic demeanor instantly became humble.

"He does need discipline." Chen Mengchuan rubbed the wrist Lin Dongsheng had gripped until it hurt.

Seeing his father's attitude, Lin Dongsheng's gaze sharpened. He was about to speak to Chen Mengchuan.

Slap! A loud smack rang out, and everyone turned to look.

Lin Qiyi had viciously slapped Lin Dongsheng across the face.

"You disgraceful thing, get lost and go home. Old Wang, take him back," Lin Qiyi shouted coldly.

Lin Dongsheng covered his face in disbelief as he looked at his father.

"You..."

Before he could finish, Lin Qiyi viciously slapped him again, striking the hand covering his face.

"Go home! Don't make me say it again!" Lin Qiyi glared at him furiously.

Lin Dongsheng glared angrily at his father, then fixed Chen Mengchuan with an icy stare. Without saying another word, he turned and left.

Lin Qiyi's actions greatly surprised Zhao Qinghua and the others.

Watching his son leave, Lin Qiyi's expression softened. He looked at Chen Mengchuan. "I've made a fool of myself before CEO Chen."

"Not at all..." Chen Mengchuan's mouth twitched slightly. Lin Qiyi was truly ruthless toward his own son.

Everyone could see that Lin Qiyi had not held back that slap at all. The huge motion and resounding crack made even the bystanders' faces ache.