904: Chapter 899 The younger generation is truly formidable.

"You... what did you say?"

Qian Cheng's voice trembled slightly, and the color drained from his wrinkled face in an instant.

"'Voyage No. 3', 'Deep Blue No. 7', and that ship, the 'Black Pearl'."

Shen Yan recited the names of the three ships as if he were reciting a textbook.

"On the thirteenth of last month, these three ships stayed on the high seas for six hours to hand over a batch of goods without customs declarations."

"The buyer was a bearded man with an H-country accent. Am I correct?"

Qian Cheng stared fixedly at Shen Yan, his eyes filled with fear and murderous intent.

This was his most core secret.

Except for him and that person from Country E, it was absolutely impossible for a third person to know.

How did this young man know?

"What do you want?"

Qian Cheng gritted his teeth, the words squeezed out from between them.

"Call the police to arrest me?"

"No, no, no."

Shen Yan waved his hand, revealing a kind smile.

"I am a businessman; making money is my goal."

"As long as Elder Qian is willing to lend me that transport line, this data will rot in my hard drive forever."

"In fact, my titan one can even help your fleet plan the safest routes to avoid all inspections."

It was a carrot and a stick.

Qian Cheng stared at Shen Yan for a full minute.

He couldn't see a trace of panic in those young eyes, only a bottomless confidence.

It was the composure of someone who controlled everything.

Finally, Qian Cheng slumped into his chair like a deflated ball.

"All of you, get out."

He waved his hand at the surrounding bodyguards.

Once only the three of them remained in the room, Qian Cheng picked up the walnuts from the floor and wiped off the dust.

"The younger generation is truly to be feared."

His voice suddenly aged ten years.

"That line belongs to you now."

Shen Yan stood up and straightened his wrinkle-free shirt.

"A pleasure doing business with you, Elder Qian."

"Also, that oak barrel in your underground wine cellar—it's best to find another place to hide it."

"There's been a lot of rain lately; it gets damp easily."

After saying this, Shen Yan walked out of the villa without looking back.

Leaving Qian Cheng sitting alone in the empty hall, breaking out in a cold sweat.

How was this a person?

This was clearly a monster.

...

Coming out of the Xishan Villa, Chen Guangke was completely exhausted.

He slumped in the passenger seat, gasping for breath.

"Brother Yan, you almost scared me to death just now! I thought we were going to be finished there today."

"That's Qian Cheng! A man whose hands are stained with blood!"

While driving, Shen Yan calmly turned on the car music.

"Precisely because his hands are stained with blood, he is even more afraid of death."

"A barefoot person doesn't fear someone wearing shoes, but he is now wearing gold shoes."

Shen Yan's fingers lightly tapped the steering wheel to the rhythm of the music.

One down.

Next is Ma Weidu.

The system panel refreshed again.

[Today's Intelligence Supplement: Ma Weidu.]

[Intelligence Details: Ma Weidu's illegitimate son with his mistress suffers from a severe genetic defect and is currently undergoing secret treatment in Switzerland. To treat his son, he embezzled 3 billion in group public funds for high-risk investments, which are currently suffering heavy losses. He is currently forging financial reports to fill the hole.]

Shen Yan shook his head as he looked at this piece of intelligence.

These people look glamorous on the surface, but behind the scenes, it's all rotten accounts.

"Guang Ke, give Ma Weidu a call."

Shen Yan turned off the music.

"Tell him I have a way to cure his son's illness."

Chen Guangke was stunned for a moment.

"Huh? Brother Yan, when did you learn to practice medicine? Aren't we in IT?"

"Bioengineering and computer engineering are connected on a certain level."

Shen Yan thought of Grandma Liu's grandson, who was about to join the company.

The genius who was said to be able to unlock the human genetic code.

Combined with the terrifying computing power of titan one, simulating a repair plan for gene sequences was not a difficult task.

"Moreover, I can also help him fill that 3 billion hole."

Shen Yan stepped on the accelerator, and the maybach streaked across the highway like a bolt of black lightning.

Ma Weidu was much easier to deal with than Qian Cheng.

Because he had an Achilles' heel.

And what Shen Yan was best at was manipulating those weaknesses.

Over the next three days, a silent earthquake occurred in the Jinghai business world.

No one knew exactly what happened.

They only saw the entrance of Shenyan Group filled with various luxury cars.

Those moguls, who usually held their heads high, walked in submissively and walked out drenched in sweat.

What they held in their hands was often an unequal cooperation agreement.

But instead of resentment, their faces carried a sense of relief, as if they had survived a disaster.

The warehouses of Shenyan Group began to be filled with all kinds of top-tier hardware that couldn't be bought on the market.

Server clusters from Qian Cheng's channels, high-purity cooling metals from Ma Weidu's private stash.

There was even a massive amount of training data sent by Sun Changhe using his media resources.

Shen Yan was like a greedy black hole, frantically devouring the nutrients of these old-era overlords.

Expanding his own empire.

...

On Friday afternoon, Shen Yan sat in his office, looking at the slightly restrained young man in front of him.

He wore a faded plaid shirt and thick glasses, with hair as messy as a bird's nest.

This was Grandma Liu's grandson, Liu Xing.

He was also the genius the system evaluated as "inestimable."

"He... Hello, President Shen."

Liu Xing spoke with a slight stutter, not daring to look Shen Yan in the eye.

"I've seen your resume."

Shen Yan placed the few pages of paper on the desk.

"Majored in bioinformatics at MIT, published three top-tier papers on gene editing."

"But because you offended your supervisor, your results were plagiarized, and in the end, you didn't even get your diploma."

Liu Xing jerked his head up, his eyes filled with shock and resentment.

"How... how did you know?"

"In this world, there are no secrets."

Shen Yan pointed to his head.

"I believe in your talent; Shenyan Group doesn't care about that piece of paper."

"I have a project here that needs AI computing power to deduce a repair plan for a rare genetic disease."

"If you can do it, I will not only give you an annual salary of five million but also build an independent biological laboratory for you."

Liu Xing's breathing became rapid.

For a research fanatic, nothing was more tempting than top-tier equipment and funding.

"I... I'm willing to give it a try!"

"Very good."

Shen Yan stood up and extended his hand to him.

"Welcome to Shen Yan."

The moment their hands met, the system's pleasant prompt sounded again.

[Congratulations to the Host for completing the random task: Recruit a Genius.]

[Reward: Advanced Intelligence—The location of the final piece of the 'Titan Project' core algorithm puzzle.]

Shen Yan's pupils contracted slightly.

He had thought that 'titan one' was already in its complete form.

He didn't expect it was actually just an incomplete version.