Chapter 422: Showing Off Right in Front of Us

After finishing talking about Sun Feifei, Shen Yan briefly recounted the process of dealing with Luo Dakui. Wu Yueer exclaimed that it was beautifully done and, like a little fan girl, worshipped Shen Yan's various slick maneuvers.

At the same time, her imagination ran wild; she hadn't realized one could mess with people like that.

Learned something! Learned something!

The only regret was not being able to witness Luo Dakui's downfall in person.

That must have been very satisfying.

After finishing their long phone call, Shen Yan urged Wu Yueer to go to sleep quickly. Wu Yueer agreed with satisfaction, and before hanging up, she made two affectionate kissing sounds.

"Hubby, I love you!"

"Good girl!"

"You should say you love me too."

"Don't be so mushy, okay? Go to sleep."

"Then come back early, okay? I'll wash up and wait for you."

Once the call ended, Shen Jiaqing couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Little brother, you really are different now. You have a whole repertoire for coaxing girls, and your slick maneuvers are off the charts."

Shen Yan smiled indifferently and was about to speak when his phone vibrated again.

"Hello! Shanni, you're still awake this late?"

Chen Shanni: "I can't sleep, I wanted to chat with you. Who were you talking to just now for so long?"

Shen Yan: "It was Yue'er. She couldn't sleep either and kept pestering me."

Chen Shanni couldn't help but feel a bit jealous: "Someone is so charming, are you feeling very smug inside?"

"Yo! Getting jealous already? Can't help it, it's hard not to feel smug after winning you over."

With just that one sentence, Chen Shanni was coaxed into high spirits, and all thoughts of Wu Yueer were cast to the back of her mind. Out of a young lady's reserve, she feigned annoyance, chiding Shen Yan for being smug after getting what he wanted.

Beside him, Shen Jiaqing was stunned, as if his soul had left his body.

Shanni?

That must be the boss's daughter, Chen Shanni.

And Yue'er, Shen Jiaqing had heard this name several times; she was that stunning, long-legged beauty who could kill with a look.

Damn! Weren't they in some kind of illicit relationship?

The little brother actually just said it out loud so openly.

And it sounded like neither woman seemed to mind the other's existence.

Could it be...

The little brother has completely settled his harem?

On the phone, Chen Shanni happily confided in Shen Yan: "Dad was just praising you earlier, saying your vision is precise and your analysis of the market is very spot-on. I can tell he thinks very highly of you."

When he got home after nine o'clock, Shen Yan had made a call to Chen Jun. Chen Jun indicated that currently, not only Xiaogu Company, but also Oppo, Vivo, Huawei, and Meizu were all developing smartphones and were in talks with various manufacturers for cooperation.

As a result, Xiaogu Company couldn't gain the slightest advantage in cooperation negotiations.

Shen Yan's advice was: "As long as the contracts aren't too excessive, agree to them all. Speed is the essence of war; developing the finished product as quickly as possible and grabbing market share is the top priority."

Once the company grows big and strong, it will be the suppliers' turn to break their heads trying to beg for cooperation.

This view coincided exactly with Chen Jun's.

The fear was that the shareholders and the boss would have conflicting opinions, thereby delaying the opportunity for battle.

That was why Chen Jun praised Shen Yan so much.

Hearing Chen Shanni say that, Shen Yan's eyes rolled, and he feigned helplessness: "I feel your dad is really too cunning. He gave birth to you looking exactly how I like, clearly wanting to tie me to your family's big ship."

Far away at Tomson Riviera, the corners of Chen Shanni's mouth rose uncontrollably. She wasn't stupid; how could she not hear that Shen Yan was complimenting her beauty in a roundabout way?

Bad guy!

Even his sweet talk is so fresh and refined.

After some idle chatter, the two said goodnight to each other, preparing to recharge for tomorrow's grave sweeping.

Shen Jiaqing, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately spoke up: "Little brother, you aren't playing underground romances anymore? You've got them all handled?"

"Why do you ask so much? Go to sleep early."

As he said this, Shen Yan yawned, looking drowsy.

This made it miserable for Shen Jiaqing.

At this moment, Shen Jiaqing's heart felt as uncomfortable as if it were being scratched by a cat; he really wanted to know how Shen Yan operated to pull off such an unbelievable feat.

Shen Yan had no time to bother with him and brushed him off in a few words.

Over the next two days, Shen Yan dutifully performed the grave sweeping and ancestor worship, which included Shen Fu, his grandfather, and other ancestors; there was nothing worth mentioning about the process.

At noon, a grand banquet was held in the Shen Clan Ancestral Hall. Hundreds of people gathered there. The table Shen Yan sat at consisted of close relatives: Shen Liangping's family and Shen Liangcheng's family.

Everyone ate and drank, and it was fairly harmonious.

However, such harmony was soon broken by someone.

In gatherings of large families like this, there are inevitably "social butterflies" from other tables who wander between tables with wine glasses as if they were in their own back gardens.

Sure enough, a young man came over with a wine glass to offer a toast. The glass contained a liquid as clear as water, which rippled with his movements.

The young man was named Shen Jiashi, the grandson of Shen Yan's second grandfather. He was of the same generation as Shen Yan, nominally Shen Yan's cousin, and had been out in society for several years after graduation.

It was reported that he was currently a project manager at an enterprise in Fuding with a handsome salary, and last year he had just added a 300,000-yuan Audi to his name.

Aside from Shen Yan, he could be considered the most successful person among the younger generation.

Shen Jiashi came up and greeted Shen Nainai with composure: "Fifth Grandma, your complexion is getting better year by year. You've been doing quite well lately, right?"

"Quite well. Jiashi, I heard you are developing very well now."

"Not at all! I'm just lucky."

Although he said that, Shen Jiashi could not hide the pride in his eyes. It wasn't him bragging, but few of his peers could achieve this level of success through their own abilities.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Shen Jiashi greeted the elders one by one, including Shen Liangping, and finally cast his gaze toward Shen Yan: "Shen Yan, I saw you drove a Maybach here just now. Congratulations, you're driving such a fine car at such a young age."

Suddenly addressed, Shen Yan was slightly taken aback.

Because the Shen Clan Ancestral Hall was near Shen Liangcheng's home, Shen Yan rarely came here in the past, and he only saw these distant relatives once or twice a year at most.

For someone like Shen Jiashi who had been developing his career in Fuding all year round, the number of times they met was even fewer.

Let alone speaking to each other.

He responded politely: "The car is borrowed; how could a student like me afford a Maybach?"

Except for Shen Liangcheng's family, everyone present wore a helpless smile; they had lost count of how many times they had heard this excuse.

Keeping a low profile while making a fortune was something Shen Yan had taken to the extreme.

A flash of realization crossed Shen Jiashi's eyes; it was just as he thought.

As he had said, how could a university student possibly afford such a luxury car?

After getting the answer, as if performing a Sichuan opera face-change, the humility on Shen Jiashi's face quickly vanished, replaced by a condescending posture as he spoke in the tone of an elder: "Then you must be careful when driving; one moment of carelessness and it's hundreds of thousands in repair fees, and insurance might not even cover it."