Chapter 552: Led by Shen Yan

Inside the banquet hall.

Accompanied by Wei Wenli, the sister duo kept exchanging pleasantries with the guests.

With a little observation, one could see that compared to Chen Shanni, Yin Yezi was clearly more poised and at ease; Chen Shanni seemed more like she was just smiling along, engaging in polite social interaction.

Listening to Wang Sicong's undisguised praise, Shen Yan's expression was somewhat strange.

"Brother, fun is fun, games are games, but don't joke around with feelings; daughters of wealthy families aren't so easy to provoke."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Wang Sicong was completely unconcerned.

Shen Yan didn't say anything more, taking a wine glass from a waiter; as he moved, the bright red liquid rippled along with it.

At this moment, Yuan Nanpeng keenly noticed Shen Yan's arrival, said something to the people around him, and led a group straight toward Shen Yan.

"President Shen, long time no see. You're late today."

"President Yuan is here too. My apologies; it's rare to visit Shanghai, so I spent a bit more time at Lianxin Company." Shen Yan's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile as refreshing as a spring breeze.

He then greeted Wang Dong.

"President Wang, Sina has been quite active lately."

While speaking, his gaze inadvertently swept over the others who had come along.

"Haha, you flatter me, you flatter me. President Shen, let me introduce you..." said Wang Dong.

Before he could finish, Shen Yan took the lead: "Thank you, President Wang. Since we all make a living in the internet industry, I am quite familiar with these gentlemen."

"This must be President Liu from JD... President Zhou from 360... President He from UC, President Li from YY..."

"President Shen, nice to meet you. We have long admired you from afar."

Seeing Shen Yan accurately state everyone's identity, the smiles on the executives' faces grew even brighter.

This was the most basic form of respect for them.

Moreover, Shen Yan's humble and polite demeanor gave them a further understanding of him.

Their internal evaluation of Shen Yan rose another notch.

After the pleasantries, the executives did not leave but instead gathered around Shen Yan, chatting and laughing, with a vague sense that he was the leader among them.

After all, in terms of personal assets, Shen Yan far exceeded everyone present.

Even Yuan Nanpeng, who represented half the investment world, was no exception.

Sequoia Capital did not belong to Yuan Nanpeng alone; the capital trusted his vision, which was why they handed their money to him to invest on their behalf—it was not that he personally possessed tens of billions in assets.

Anyone with well-informed sources knew that, aside from some technical equity, Kuaida Delivery and Easy Pay belonged almost entirely to Shen Yan.

Some time ago, both companies completed their first round of financing; Shen Yan sold 20% of Kuaida Delivery's shares at a high price and raised another 20%, while for Easy Pay, he sold 15% and raised 15%.

It was simply a wave of sudden wealth.

Now, facing Shen Yan, these executives could not help but take him seriously.

The scene of the big shots meeting was seen by those with a keen eye, who couldn't help but click their tongues in secret.

Each generation produces its own geniuses, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

The God of Shen is truly a monster!

Before long, a beam of bright light shone onto the high stage, and background music began to play, signaling that the birthday banquet for the night had officially started; Chen Jun led the two sisters to stand in the center of the stage.

He gave a standard, formal speech.

"Distinguished guests, good evening. Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend my daughter's birthday banquet..."

He briefly introduced Yin Yezi—no, she had to be called Chen Yezi from now on; after returning to her ancestral roots, her surname naturally had to be changed back. Chen Jun briefly introduced the story of how Yin Yezi had been lost since childhood and had now finally returned to her parents' embrace.

With this, Chen Yezi entered everyone's line of sight.

Following that, Chen Yezi gave a speech.

"Clap, clap, clap!"

The crowd below applauded in celebration, giving plenty of face.

Then, the sister duo performed for everyone; Chen Shanni sat elegantly before the piano, her hands gently stroking the keys, her posture dignified, her expression focused, radiating an elegant temperament.

Chen Yezi held a microphone, standing prettily in the center of the high stage.

Her smile was bright, her eyes lively, revealing a spirited and playful temperament.

The two women looked at each other and smiled, like two brilliant pearls.

Although the sister duo looked exactly the same, their temperaments were completely different.

It was a sight to behold for all the guests.

Everyone silently marveled in their hearts that Chen Jun had truly raised a pair of good daughters.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

As Chen Shanni began to play, the familiar prelude flowed slowly like a babbling spring, echoing in everyone's ears.

This was a classic song—"Blue and White Porcelain."

Shen Yan looked at Chen Shanni in surprise; no wonder the good girl said she had learned piano well—it turned out she really had some skills. At the very least, to an outsider like him, the melody flowed seamlessly, making one intoxicated by it.

Perhaps sensing Shen Yan's gaze, Chen Shanni on stage gave him a smug look.

It was as if she were saying: "See that? I wasn't bragging!"

After the prelude, Chen Yezi slowly began to sing:

The plain embryo outlines the blue and white, the brush tip turns from thick to light.

The peony painted on the bottle body is just like your initial makeup.

The slowly rising sandalwood incense passes through the window, I understand the thoughts in my heart.

The brushwork on the rice paper stops here, left halfway.

Another "kneel at the first note" series.

Just like Chen Shanni, Chen Yezi had an innate talent for music; her voice was gentle and melodious, as if she came with her own professional tuner.

This is simply a gift from the heavens; others couldn't even envy it if they tried.

Completely different from Jay Chou's singing style, everyone seemed to have a different understanding of this song.

The sisters, one providing accompaniment and the other singing, worked together in perfect harmony.

Wang Sicong muttered offstage: "I'm dead, I'm dead! I've really fallen for it this time."

"Fallen for what?" Shen Yan asked.

"Old Shen, I think I've met true love; I'm going to be finished at her hands in this lifetime."

"Who is it?"

"The one holding the microphone."

Wang Sicong stared straight at Chen Yezi, his eyes filled with infatuation; inexplicably, Shen Yan felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart and said in surprise: "Aren't you a non-marriage advocate? What, planning to give up the whole forest for one tree?"

"Who told you I'm a non-marriage advocate?" Wang Sicong looked bewildered.

"Oh, oh! Maybe I remembered it wrong." Shen Yan smiled awkwardly.

It was he who had been too presumptuous.

In his past life, Shen Yan had scrolled past videos of Young Master Wang being unmarried on TikTok several times, and even after having children, he still indulged in romantic pursuits; subconsciously, he had projected that onto his character.

Perhaps the person had only changed their mindset after experiencing heartbreak later on.

Wang Sicong didn't think much of it and kept asking Shen Yan to help him play matchmaker, but how could Shen Yan agree: "Get lost, I'm a business partner with Chen Jun; if you want to make a move, do it yourself. If things go wrong and it affects the relationship between both sides, what am I supposed to do?"

"Don't be like that, I'm very serious this time. Fine, fine, fine! Then just introduce me, that'll do."