104: Chapter 105 The Supporters in the Back Seat of the Rolls-Royce

"Currently, my live streaming base has undergone deep resource integration with Operations Manager Zhang Nan. I now hold the top-tier traffic across the entire web. Moreover, I have just exclusively signed the general agency rights for several international luxury brands."

Red Phoenix's eyes shimmered with the shrewdness and confidence unique to a powerful businesswoman:

"As long as I take this cash flow and the agency contracts to the bank for collateral, getting another eight hundred million or a billion in loans is simply an easy task."

A woman, for the sake of a man's career, not only poured out all her own cash flow but was even prepared to take on billions in debt at any time to support him.

This kind of unreserved trust and madness would deeply shock any man.

However, looking at the reckless intensity in her eyes, Shen Du did not take the check.

Instead, he reached out and affectionately pinched Red Phoenix's delicate, upturned nose.

"Even if the sky falls, we won't talk about work these next few days."

Shen Du didn't even bother to wipe the faint red lipstick mark that had rubbed onto the tip of his nose.

He gazed at her with gentle eyes, "You've waited for me for half a year; I must properly compensate you."

Hearing the word "compensate," a ripple of tender emotion stirred in Red Phoenix's eyes.

She no longer insisted on talking about money. Instead, she gave Shen Du a charming, coquettish glance, then turned around and elegantly pointed to the roadside not far away.

"Then let's go; I've already booked the place."

Following the direction of her finger, Shen Du saw a brand-new Rolls-Royce Phantom under the neon lights, exuding an air of nobility.

It was parked quietly by the side of the road, and even the license plate was an eye-catching sequence of identical numbers.

Looking at this incredibly valuable top-tier luxury car, Shen Du couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, joking:

"It's only been over half a year, but you're living much more comfortably than I, the 'uncrowned king.' Look at what I'm driving now; it's still that G-Wagon you gave me before the business war."

Red Phoenix laughed upon hearing this, her laughter as pleasant as silver bells.

She took Shen Du's arm and, while walking towards the car, took a thick stack of documents out of her bag.

"This isn't my daily car. I'm still used to driving that old red Porsche; that's my style."

Red Phoenix shoved the transfer documents for the Rolls-Royce directly into Shen Du's hand.

Her eyes held an undeniable pride, "This car is a facade I specifically prepared for you!"

She stopped and looked at Shen Du seriously, her eyes full of admiration:

"You must know, you are no longer that green kid who needed to borrow influence everywhere. You are now an absolute business tycoon Famous in Shanghai!"

"In all the top business circles across the country, who doesn't know the name Shen Du?"

"You are a ruthless character who used one billion dollars in real money to force those arrogant families in the Beijing Circle to retreat and cut their losses!"

Red Phoenix straightened the collar of Shen Du's trench coat, her tone filled with immense pride:

"My man's ride must, of course, be the top-tier level in this world!"

Sitting in the luxurious and spacious back seat of the Rolls-Royce, as the heavy door slowly closed, the noise and night breeze of the Bund were instantly and completely cut off.

The cabin was bathed in intoxicating ambient lighting.

Red Phoenix naturally snuggled against Shen Du's shoulder, as if she had found the safest harbor in this world.

Holding the thick vehicle transfer documents and the one-billion-dollar check tucked into the lining in her hand, feeling the unreserved devotion and support of the woman beside him, Shen Du's heart, which was as cold and hard as iron in the business world, finally stirred with a deep emotion.

He turned his head, looked at the stunning face in his arms, and after a moment of silence, couldn't help but confess:

"Red Phoenix, I'm sorry, but actually, there's one more thing I've been lying to you about."

"Hmm?" She looked up, gazing at him with gentle and languid eyes.

"About my background." Shen Du took a deep breath.

Shen Du decided to drop all his disguises in front of this woman who had given everything to him:

"Actually... I am not someone from the Shen Family at all. Everything back then was just to borrow influence to establish a foothold in Shanghai..."

Before Shen Du could fully clarify that fabricated background, she suddenly chuckled, reached out with slender fingers, and gently pressed them against Shen Du's lips, interrupting him.

"From now on, don't call me Red Phoenix anymore."

She leaned into Shen Du's embrace, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes, and said softly:

"This name carries too much humiliation and the dust of the vanity fair from my past struggles. Now, I no longer need this shell to disguise myself."

She looked steadily into Shen Du's eyes, speaking with extreme seriousness and affection:

"Remember, my real name is Hong Yun. From now on, you can only call me by this name."

Shen Du was slightly taken aback, then his eyes softened, and he whispered, "Hong Yun."

"As for whether you are a member of the Shen Family..." Hong Yun's red lips parted slightly, and she smiled indifferently, "Actually, that doesn't matter at all."

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Shen Du's neck, her eyes full of undisguised obsession and pride:

"Regardless of whether you have that illusory big family backing you or not. Over the past half year, you single-handedly stirred up the waters in Shanghai and used one billion US dollars to leave the Beijing Circle in ruins—is all of that fake?"

"Even without any background, you have long since proven that you are the undisputed King of the Business World of this era!"

Listening to this confession from Hong Yun, so clear-headed yet blindly protective, the last trace of hesitation in Shen Du's heart was completely shattered.

He didn't waste another word of explanation, because in front of this woman, any explanation of his background had become redundant.

Shen Du reached back and tightly hugged Hong Yun's slender waist. Feeling this pure bond, stripped of all interests and background calculations, a wanton smile curled at the corners of his mouth:

"Alright! Hong Yun!" "Drive! Tonight, we won't stop until we're drunk!"

For three whole days and nights. During these seventy-two hours, Shen Du seemed to have evaporated from the Shanghai business world, not even stepping a foot through the doors of Jiyuan Technology.

The presidential suite of that top-tier five-star hotel on the Bund became a decadent sanctuary of isolation for him and Hong Yun.

Until the morning of the fourth day. When Shen Du had dressed in his well-tailored suit and pushed open the guest room door to walk out,

this business tyrant, who had always been known for his boundless energy and ability to work for days and nights without closing his eyes during multi-billion dollar business wars, finally physically understood just how "terrifying" a mature woman who had been repressed for half a year could be once she completely let go of her restraint.

It was simply reckless, frantic demanding.