173: Chapter 173 This richest man in Jiangcheng is no good person!

Chu Tianjiao extended both hands, preparing to cozy up to Zhao Donghai.

He felt that as long as Zhao Donghai gave the word, that poor kid Su Yun would surely be kicked out.

Zhao Donghai strode forward with the gait of a dragon and tiger, heading straight for the main table.

He saw Chu Tianjiao walking toward him, but did not even slow his pace.

Zhao Donghai completely ignored Chu Tianjiao's outstretched hand.

Acting as if he did not see the man at all, he brushed right past Chu Tianjiao.

Chu Tianjiao's hand froze in mid-air.

The smile on his face completely froze.

The surrounding wealthy merchants wanted to laugh but did not dare, their faces turning bright red as they held it in.

The dignified son of the richest man had been ignored by the mayor in public; he had truly lost all face.

Zhao Donghai arrived at the main table.

Looking at Su Yun, who was sitting composedly in his chair, his originally dignified face immediately broke into a warm, enthusiastic smile.

He strode forward and grasped Su Yun's hand tightly with both of his.

He even gave it a vigorous shake.

His demeanor was incredibly humble.

Zhao Donghai turned to face the room full of wealthy merchants and socialites.

He raised his voice, his resonant, full-chested tone echoing throughout the entire hall.

"Everyone."

"Let me make a grand introduction."

Zhao Donghai held Su Yun with one hand while gesturing toward him with the other.

"This is Mr. Su Yun, a special senior consultant hired by the Jiangcheng City Municipal Bureau!"

"Not only has he assisted the police in solving numerous major cases, but he has also made immense contributions to the public security of Jiangcheng City."

Zhao Donghai paused, his tone becoming exceptionally solemn.

"Furthermore, he saved the life of my daughter, Xiao Man!"

"He is a benefactor of the Zhao family forever!"

Zhao Donghai's words echoed through the banquet hall.

Everyone was stunned.

There was not a soul in the hall who dared to even breathe loudly.

A special consultant for the Municipal Bureau!

The savior of the mayor's family!

With titles like that, who in all of Jiangcheng City would dare to provoke him?

That Fatty Liu, who had just been mocking Su Yun, felt his legs go weak with terror; he collapsed into his chair, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Chu Tianjiao stood frozen in place.

He felt as though someone had slapped him across the face a dozen times, leaving it burning with pain.

His identity as the young master of the Chu family, which he had been so proud of, was nothing but a joke in front of Su Yun, whom the mayor was personally endorsing.

Chu Tianjiao glared fixedly at Su Yun, who sat in the main seat, looking unruffled and calm.

He gritted his teeth until they clicked.

His fingers clenched uncontrollably.

With a crisp "snap."

The wine glass in his hand was crushed to pieces, and red wine mixed with glass shards spilled all over the floor.

The crisp sound of breaking glass was particularly jarring in the hall.

The eyes of the entire room immediately converged on Chu Tianjiao.

Red wine and glass shards spilled everywhere, staining the white tablecloth blood-red.

Chu Tianjiao's hand had been cut, and beads of blood were oozing out.

He had originally thought that Zhao Donghai would stand up for him and kick that poor internet celebrity Su Yun out.

Who could have imagined that Zhao Donghai would not even spare him a glance, and instead treated Su Yun like an honored ancestor!

Chu Tianjiao now wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.

As the dignified son of the richest man in Jiangcheng City, he had truly lost all face today.

Facing the inquisitive and mocking gazes of those around him, Chu Tianjiao gritted his teeth and swallowed his humiliation.

He pulled a large handful of tissues from the box on the table and hurriedly wiped the blood and wine from his hand.

"My hand slipped."

Chu Tianjiao forced out those three words, pulled back his chair, and sat dejectedly back in his seat.

He kept his head lowered, no longer daring to look toward Zhao Donghai and Su Yun, looking exactly like a defeated rooster.

Zhao Donghai did not pay the slightest attention to Chu Tianjiao's little stunt.

He took Su Yun by the hand and walked directly to the center of the main table, the seat with the best view.

"Mr. Su, please sit here."

Zhao Donghai personally pulled out the chair and made a gesture of invitation.

This was the seat of honor, the primary position on the right side of the main table!

According to the customs of the Jiangcheng City business circle, this seat had always been reserved for the most distinguished of guests.

The surrounding wealthy merchants were so shocked their eyes were practically popping out of their heads.

The mayor personally pulling out a chair and inviting someone to sit?

Even if provincial leaders were to arrive, they would not receive better treatment than this!

That Fatty Liu, who had just been clamoring to have Su Yun kicked out, was now huddled in his chair, trembling uncontrollably.

He really wanted to slap himself twice.

Of all people to provoke, he had to provoke the savior of the mayor's family; his sand and gravel business was finished for sure.

Su Yun did not stand on ceremony and sat down boldly.

Seeing Su Yun sit down, Zhao Donghai's smile grew even wider.

He sat down to Su Yun's right and then beckoned to his daughter.

"Xiao Man, sit to Mr. Su's left and take good care of Mr. Su for me."

Zhao Xiaoman responded crisply.

She walked over in her high heels, sat down right next to Su Yun's left, and proceeded to straighten the tableware in front of him.

To everyone watching, this scene was yet another massive shock.

The mayor and his daughter were flanking Su Yun, sitting on either side of him.

The prestige was off the charts.

The chatter in the hall suddenly quieted down significantly.

Everyone lowered their voices, asking each other what exactly Su Yun's background was.

Just then.

The dozen giant crystal chandeliers at the top of the venue were all extinguished.

The hall went dark.

Immediately after.

With a "snap."

A blindingly bright white spotlight shone down from the second floor, beaming directly onto the half-meter-high stage at the front.

The entire audience's attention was immediately drawn to it.

The red velvet curtain behind the main stage was pulled open from both sides.

A middle-aged man wearing a high-end, solid black Tang suit walked out from behind the curtain with a steady, measured gait.

The man was slightly plump, and his hair was combed very neatly.

He was rolling two smooth, shiny walnuts in his hand.

It was none other than the richest man in Jiangcheng City, Ma Tengfei.

As soon as Ma Tengfei appeared, the wealthy merchants below the stage burst into enthusiastic applause.

Many people even stood up to cheer, doing their utmost to curry favor.

Ma Tengfei walked to the microphone at the center of the stage.

He raised both hands and pressed them downward.

The applause from the audience stopped immediately.

"Thank you, friends, for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend the charity gala hosted by yours truly."

Ma Tengfei's voice carried throughout the hall via the sound system.

"You are all elites of the Jiangcheng City business world, and I know how hard you work to earn your money."

"But I have always believed that when one achieves success, one should also help the world."

"As for all funds raised from tonight's auction, I, Ma Tengfei, will not keep a single cent."

He emphasized his tone.

"It will all be donated to remote areas in the west to build Hope Primary Schools!"

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience once again.

"President Ma is so generous!"

"Chairman Ma is truly a living Bodhisattva!"

All sorts of flattery spilled out as if it were free.

Su Yun sat in the seat of honor, watching the harmonious scene of fatherly benevolence and filial piety on stage with cold eyes.

There was only one thought in his mind.

This old guy is putting on quite an act.

Without any hesitation, Su Yun silently recited in his heart.

"System, activate Tianji Divine Calculation."

"Target: Ma Tengfei."

A semi-transparent virtual panel, visible only to Su Yun, immediately popped up.

[Name: Ma Tengfei]

[Age: 58]

[Occupation: Chairman of Tengfei Group]

[Recent Fortune: A sign of great misfortune! Enveloped by the aura of death! Less than three days of life remaining!]

[Past: Rose to power by monopolizing the underground sand and gravel business in Jiangcheng City. To suppress competitors, he hired hitmen to orchestrate numerous car accidents and cases of sinking bodies in the river. After laundering his reputation, he established the Tengfei Group; on the surface, he engages in charity, while behind the scenes, he controls a black-market organ trading network.]

[Future: Originally destined to die suddenly in his private residence in three days due to multiple organ failure.]

[Sin Value: 450 points!]

[Detailed Crimes: 12 counts of hiring hitmen for murder, 36 deaths resulting from illegal organ trading, forced demolitions leading to deaths...]