473: Chapter 468 You're amazing!

He enjoyed this feeling of having everything firmly under control.

The maybach drove into the company's underground parking garage.

Shen Yan returned to his office on the top floor.

Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows was the city skyline, a tapestry of towering buildings.

He had just poured himself a cup of tea and hadn't had a chance to take a sip when the familiar voice sounded in his mind again.

[Ding—]

[Mission: Lost Route has been completed.]

[Mission settlement in progress...]

[Starting to issue mission rewards...]

[Reward: advanced wealth intelligence * 1]

[Intelligence Content: The young master of the Hosen Family in Country M went missing in January. The family issued the highest wanted notice with a bounty of 300 million US dollars. In reality, the young master deliberately ran away from home and was adopted by a farming family. The farmers did not take special care of this noble young master; instead, they forced him to work. The young master tried to run away several times but failed.]

[Location: Farm in the southern suburbs of City L, Country M]

A piece of new intelligence flooded into Shen Yan's mind like a data stream.

Lost Route?

Shen Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

It seemed Wang Haidong's operation was very smooth.

As he was pondering, the intercom phone on his desk suddenly rang urgently.

He pressed the speaker button.

On the other end of the line came Wang Haidong's voice, suppressing extreme joy, almost distorted.

“Mr. Shen... President Shen!”

“It worked! Everything worked out!”

Shen Yan picked up his teacup and blew gently on the floating tea leaves.

“Speak slowly.”

His voice was calm and unwavering, forming a stark contrast to the excitement on the other end of the line.

“My cargo cleared customs!”

Wang Haidong's voice trembled with excitement.

“President Shen, you are truly a god!”

Shen Yan's expression did not change in the slightest.

He merely lifted the hot tea from his desk and blew on it gently.

The tea leaves swirled in the water, rising wisps of white mist.

“Calm down, President Wang.”

His voice was as flat as if he were discussing the weather.

“I can’t calm down! President Shen, I really can’t calm down!”

Wang Haidong was almost incoherent on the other end.

“That batch of goods, dozens of containers, over a hundred million in capital, was just stuck! My hair has turned half white this past month!”

“Now that it’s resolved, how can I not be happy?”

“President Shen, you must give me a chance, I must treat you to a meal! It has to be the best restaurant in City T!”

Wang Haidong's voice was filled with the ecstatic relief of surviving a disaster and heartfelt gratitude.

After speaking, he abruptly stopped himself.

A brief, awkward silence fell on the other end of the line.

“...Oh dear, look at my brain.”

Wang Haidong's voice instantly softened, tinged with annoyance.

“I forgot, you aren't in City T...”

He was about to apologize for his presumption when he heard Shen Yan's calm, steady voice coming through the receiver.

“That’s fine.”

Just two words.

Wang Haidong froze.

He suspected he had misheard.

“President Shen... you...”

“Coincidentally, I need to transit through City T in a couple of days to go abroad for some business.”

Shen Yan’s voice was unhurried.

“I’ll sign the contract for my shares then.”

“Also, the house I bought in City T needs someone to start renovating it.”

He spoke with effortless nonchalance.

However, Wang Haidong’s heart clenched fiercely at the mention of 'that house.'

It was the top-tier luxury apartment in City T, which he had spent a fortune to have designed by a famous foreign designer back then.

Every corner held his dedication.

If not for the broken capital chain forcing him to a dead end, he would never have sold that house.

A surge of bitterness instantly welled up in his throat.

But that emotion only lasted a second.

He let it go.

If he hadn't sold the house back then, how would he have met the incredibly influential benefactor, Shen Yan?

Without Shen Yan, let alone the house, his entire Haidong International Trade company would probably already be someone else's meal.

Thinking this way, Wang Haidong felt completely balanced.

He even felt a sense of relief.

“That’s wonderful, President Shen!”

His voice regained its enthusiasm.

“When will you arrive? I will personally pick you up at the airport!”

“I will have Legal draft the contract immediately! I guarantee you will be satisfied!”

“Don't worry about the renovation either, I will find you the best designer in City T!”

Shen Yan listened to Wang Haidong’s eager arrangements on the other end, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips.

He set down his teacup.

“No need to pick me up.”

“Just send me the time and location.”

With that, he hung up the phone.

Silence returned to the office.

Three days later.

City T, Cloud Top Pavilion.

A top-tier private club located on the sixty-sixth floor of the Huanjiang Central Building.

Outside the entire floor-to-ceiling window was the most dazzling night view of City T. Below lay the winding, dragon-like Canglan River, its surface reflecting the lights of countless homes on both banks, resembling a flowing river of stars.

In the private room, thick Persian carpets were laid out, and premium agarwood burned in the bronze beast incense burner in the corner.

The air was thick with the scent of money.

Wang Haidong sat restlessly, staring at the door, his palms covered in sweat.

This was the third time he had checked the Patek Philippe on his wrist.

There were still five minutes until the appointed time.

He had booked the best 'Heaven-Grade' private room at the Cloud Top Pavilion today to express his utmost respect.

The door to the private room was gently pushed open by a waiter from outside.

Shen Yan’s figure appeared in the doorway.

He was still wearing a perfectly tailored black suit, no tie, with the top two buttons of his shirt undone—a little less of the sharpness of a magnate and a little more ease.

Yet, his innate powerful aura seemed to make the air in the entire room grow slightly heavier.

“President Shen!”

Wang Haidong practically sprang up and hurried forward to greet him.

“You’ve finally arrived! Please, sit, please sit.”

His smile was enthusiastic and sincere.

Shen Yan nodded slightly and walked to the main seat to sit down.

His gaze swept lightly over the river view outside the window without showing the slightest hint of amazement.

It was as if this level of luxury was already commonplace for him.

Wang Haidong personally poured him a cup of top-grade Yuqian Longjing tea.

“President Shen, you’ve traveled a long way. Please have some tea to moisten your throat first.”

The food hadn't arrived yet.

Wang Haidong carefully took out a document from the briefcase beside him and pushed it toward Shen Yan with both hands.

“President Shen, this is the equity transfer contract for our Haidong International Trade.”

“Please review it.”

His tone carried an almost pious reverence.

Shen Yan did not exchange pleasantries.

He picked up the contract directly.

The contract wasn't thick, only a dozen or so pages.

But he read it extremely carefully, word by word, not even letting go of the punctuation marks.

Wang Haidong sat opposite him, not daring to take a deep breath.

He felt that every time Shen Yan turned a page, it was like a hammer blow to his heart.

The core content of the contract was simple.

Shen Yan acquired twenty percent of Haidong International Trade's shares for the symbolic price of one yuan.

Becoming the second-largest shareholder, second only to Wang Haidong.

Furthermore, he gained veto power.