Zhao Yan: I blow myself, Can it be OK

That night, in Chen Han's luxurious villa.

Zhao Yan was sitting comfortably on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine, leisurely savoring it.

This is life, what I had before was merely survival.

That was literally the sister version of surviving in the wilderness - surviving in the city!

"Creak!"

The door opened. Chen Yurou came back, put down her bag, and kicked off her high heels in two steps.

Her little feet wrapped in flesh-colored stockings stepped on the floor. She ran to Zhao Yan impatiently, "Bro Zhao Yan, what's going on? Why did you call him young master?"

This matter had already spread all over Binhai University. Chen Yurou was very curious and wanted to know more about Zhao Yan.

"It's a long story, but I should let you know," Zhao Yan deliberately sighed deeply, his eyes filled with some sadness, "Everyone thinks I started from nothing and achieved great success by my own efforts. Little do they know, Young Master Zhao Yan has been the brain behind everything these years, while I'm just a puppet executing his orders."

Blowing my own trumpet here, not bad huh.

Only with enough calmness can one achieve this.

"What!" Chen Yurou widened her beautiful eyes.

She had always been proud to have such a legendary brother and admired him greatly.

But she didn't expect that her brother was only the executor, while her student Zhao Yan was the real big boss.

That is to say...

The one she should truly admire is Zhao Yan?

No wonder Zhao Yan's tone and temperament were so similar to her brother's today.

Turns out her brother had been imitating the other's speaking and working style all these years.

Zhao Yan was only 19 this year. Her brother founded Hanjiang Group 4 years ago. That means Zhao Yan had already achieved such great success at the age of 15!

Is he still human?

This would definitely shock the world if words got out.

Yet Zhao Yan had kept such a low profile all these years without showing any vanity or pride. His low-key style was impressive.

What kind of breadth did he possess?

What kind of calmness was this?

Chen Yurou looked infatuated. She felt there was no man more charming than Zhao Yan in this world.

She secretly swore to herself that she must not let him go. It would be even more convenient to give him make-up classes if she could get him to be her boyfriend. As his teacher, she was destined to be thoroughly satisfied by her student.

"Bro, tell me more about him, will you?" Chen Yurou sat down beside Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan ran out of stories. He could only vaguely say, "It's not appropriate to gossip about others behind their backs. Just be nice to him at school. There's a charity cocktail party tonight. I have to go now."

"Bro, dear brother, I'll be your female companion. Tell me more stories on the way, okay?" Chen Yurou hugged his arm and behaved in a charming and soft manner.

Feeling her soft body and hearing that soft-boned voice, Zhao Yan's bones turned soft.

Probably no one at school could imagine that the iceberg goddess Chen Yurou actually had this side to her.

The consequences of an iceberg melting were too dreadful.

If one filmed this scene and uploaded it to the school website, Chen Yurou would definitely die from embarrassment.

Zhao Yan pushed her away, "I already have a female companion."

Then he quickly walked out with his waist bent.

Don't ask why his waist was bent.

............

The red Ferrari drove on the road. Zhao Yan called Xu Xue, "Get changed. We're missing a female partner for tonight's cocktail party. I'm coming to pick you up now."

"Ah? Okay, Boss Chen. I also have something to report to you." Even over the phone, Zhao Yan could hear the excitement in Xu Xue's tone.

So this was what a rich man was like!

A goddess like Xu Xue normally wouldn't even look at Zhao Yan no matter how handsome he was.

But now that he used Chen Han's identity, with just one phone call, she became elated and even offered herself.

Zhao Yan clenched the steering wheel. No real man should go a day without money or power.

Twenty minutes later, he picked up Xu Xue.

Xu Xue was wearing a red strapless floor-length gown.

Red was supposedly unflattering to dark complexions, but Xu Xue's skin was as fair as snow. So she looked amazing in red.

Xu Xue handed over the file, "Boss Chen, this is the background information of Changhong Trading you asked me to investigate."

"That quick?" Zhao Yan was a little surprised.

Xu Xue said, "Changhong Trading only has two shareholders. One is the Chairman of the Board holding 20% shares. He is a Harvard graduate. The other shareholder is called Zhou Ping. He only has high school education and holds 80% shares, but does not have any position in the company. He is He Ming's brother-in-law, clearly holding the shares on behalf of He Ming."

"He Ming really trusts him. As long as we can find evidence of He Ming using inside information as an executive to profit from the company's price quotes, we can send him to jail." Zhao Yan detested this kind of fraudulent behavior the most.

Now that he had used Chen Han's identity to elevate his status, he might as well resolve He Ming's issue as repayment.

Xu Xue shook her head, "It won't be easy to find evidence. Only Zhou Ping and He Ming knew about this. Neither would admit it."

Zhao Yan smiled without comment. He switched the topic, "What does your husband do?"

"He is the director of a department in the Second Hospital. Boss Chen, why do you ask?" Xu Xue was curious.

Zhao Yan smiled gently, "A doctor? If your husband gets jealous, he won't slash me with a knife 37 times but deliberately missing all vital parts, right?"

"Boss Chen, my marriage with my husband was only to satisfy our parents. It's a marriage of convenience. He is gay." Xu Xue's expression was especially enchanting, implying strong hints.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but want to scold Xu Xue's husband. What a waste for a gay man to marry such a beautiful wife but not make use of her!

This was a serious waste of resources. So Zhao Yan decided to help make rational use of the resources.

He was just that enthusiastic and kind.

Zhao Yan gently said, "Are you feeling tired? Have a rest on my lap."

"I'm not tired..." Xu Xue only said half her words when she suddenly reacted. She chuckled lightly, "Actually yes, a bit tired. Boss Chen, you're so considerate."

Half an hour later, they reached their destination.

Thank goodness they didn't get into a car accident on the way.

The venue for the cocktail party was none other than the Pinnacle Ballroom on the seventh floor of Pinnacle International Hotel that Zhao Yan had visited during the day.

By the time the two of them entered, the party was already underway. Well, whose fault was it that they drove so slowly?

"Boss Chen, you sure are late."

"Boss Chen, still looking dashing as always!"

Quite a few people greeted Zhao Yan. With a faint smile on his lips, Zhao Yan responded calmly and composedly.

A wise man knew the power of keeping one's cool.

"Boss Chen, look over there, it's the President of Pinnacle, Liu Hai!" Xu Xue whispered.

Zhao Yan turned to look and indeed saw a fat middle-aged man walking over with a wine glass in hand.

"Boss Chen, I truly apologize this time. Let's cooperate next time when there's an opportunity. Who would've thought Changhong's quote was higher!" Liu Hai said with a smile.

The reason he came up to talk was that he had heard about Chen Han calling a male university student "Young Master".

He had someone investigate that university student. The information was easy to find. He was just an orphan.

But that was exactly why Liu Hai felt something was off. Otherwise why would Chen Han treat him with utmost respect?

Moreover, Chen Han had suddenly made a name for himself in just a few years, which seemed too incredible. But it would make sense if he had a backer supporting him secretly.

So Liu Hai wanted to probe and uncover the background of that "Young Master" from Binhai University.

Now everyone who knew about this matter was freaking speculating like mad.

Of course Zhao Yan didn't know that by pretending to be someone important using Chen Han's identity, he had already sparked so much conjecture. He laughed lightly and casually said, "5% higher, you call that a lot?"

"Well, 5% of 600 million is not a small sum. Better to earn it if possible!" Liu Hai guffawed.

At the same time, led by the host, the charity auction at the cocktail party kicked off.

"Hongfa Group donates 10 million."

"Green Woods Company donates 3 million."

Everyone chipped in one after another, mostly ranging from 4 million to 5 million, none exceeding 10 million.

"30 million from Zhao Yan."

Zhao Yan casually announced a number and once again relied on Chen Han's money to boost up his own image.

It wasn't even his own money, so why feel bad?

Instantly all eyes turned to him.

Holding up his wine glass with a faint smile, Zhao Yan looked at Liu Hai lightly and casually said, "President Liu, you see, 5% of 600 million really isn't much at all."

After he finished speaking, he drank up the wine in one gulp.

Such flair and perfect grasp of his image!

There was dead silence in the venue, eerily quiet.

Liu Hai's face turned red and white alternately. He became even more certain that Zhao Yan must have an impressive background.

He already regretted making that verbal agreement with Changhong Trading. Fortunately the official contract hadn't been signed yet.