Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 1166: True Proof (42)

On a Sunday morning, Wang Chen was sitting in the open space in front of his door, basking in the sunlight as usual.

The weather was exceptional today, the temperature several degrees higher than yesterday. The warm sunlight cascaded over him, bringing him abundant cosmic energy.

Huahua curled up contentedly in his arms, quietly absorbing the spiritual energy seeping out from Wang Chen’s body.

It felt incredibly comfortable, almost as if its eyes were unwilling to stay open.

But the sudden sound of a phone notification disturbed the serenity, making the spirit cat a little annoyed. It extended a paw to pat Wang Chen, who was resting with his eyes closed.

Lazily, Wang Chen reached into his pocket, retrieved the phone, and found a message from Xie Yunyao.

The content of the message took him by surprise.

After pondering briefly, Wang Chen replied, "I’m at home right now; feel free to come over."

Setting the phone down, he stroked the furry big cat in his lap and murmured, "The big fish has bitten the hook."

Huahua let out a soft "meow" in response.

Half an hour later, a Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared on the village path not far away.

Xie Yunyao and a beautiful woman stepped out of the car together.

The woman looked to be in her early thirties, dressed impeccably in a luxury brand suit. Her features bore a six-to-seven similarity to Xie Yunyao’s, but her mature charm and powerfully commanding presence distinguished her.

Wang Chen gently set Huahua aside and got up to greet them. freewёbnoνel.com

After all, she counted as an elder.

"Hello, I’m Xie Yunyao’s mother. My name is Chang Qian."

Chang Qian extended her hand toward Wang Chen, simultaneously scrutinizing the young man who had unsettled her daughter’s heart.

Accustomed to a high-ranking position and controlling the livelihoods of tens of thousands, Chang Qian carried an aura so formidable that ordinary people dared not meet her gaze.

Yet Wang Chen shook her hand calmly: "Hello, President Chang. I’m Wang Chen."

For a fleeting moment, Chang Qian’s breath paused.

Although she had mentally prepared herself, seeing Wang Chen in person made her truly realize his extraordinariness.

Wang Chen’s appearance was unremarkable, yet the composure and depth he displayed were far beyond what would be expected of a teenager, more inscrutable than even seasoned political and business figures.

Chang Qian couldn’t see through him at all!

Wang Chen nodded at Xie Yunyao, who was standing behind Chang Qian: "Let’s discuss inside."

He courteously invited the two into his humble living room and said apologetically, "I’m sorry, the conditions here are modest, and I don’t have much to offer you."

Chang Qian shook her head. "No need to trouble yourself."

She turned to Xie Yunyao and said, "Yaoyao, why don’t you go outside for a bit? I need to speak with Wang Chen alone."

Some things clearly weren’t suitable to be said in front of Xie Yunyao.

"Alright."

Xie Yunyao hesitated slightly, casting a worried glance at Wang Chen before leaving the room.

As soon as Xie Yunyao stepped out, Chang Qian couldn’t hold back anymore and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

It wasn’t that this billion-dollar tycoon couldn’t maintain her composure. It was just that Wang Chen gave her such an indescribable feeling.

Not that there was any malice—if there were, she wouldn’t have dared to speak to Wang Chen alone.

In fact, she faintly suspected that Wang Chen had been waiting for her visit!

Faced with Chang Qian’s direct question, Wang Chen merely smiled and countered, "Who I am, President Chang—haven’t you already investigated thoroughly?"

Chang Qian hesitated.

On the way to Shangma Village, she had gone through information about Wang Chen, including a basic understanding of his family’s situation.

But no matter how hard she looked, she couldn’t find anything special about him.

At least, nothing in the files suggested anything extraordinary!

"You..."

Chang Qian, being no ordinary person, swiftly shifted the topic, asking, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"First, let me clarify something."

Wang Chen spoke earnestly, "Xie Yunyao is my classmate. I have no designs on her, nor do I intend to pursue her in any way."

Once again, Chang Qian fell silent.

If any other young man said this, Chang Qian would scoff, knowing full well the allure her daughter possessed.

Frankly, even if Xie Yunyao were unattractive, she’d still have droves of admirers!

With her current beauty, she had surpassed all expectations.

Yet Chang Qian’s intuition told her that Wang Chen was telling the truth.

This left her, as a mother, feeling somewhat conflicted.

"President Chang, if you want to know what I aim to do, I can provide an answer."

Wang Chen continued, "You should already know—my father, Wang Zhenghai, is an ambitious and capable man but has been terribly unlucky..."

At this point, Wang Chen sighed deeply.

His father truly had an unlucky streak, forced to resign from his job due to his siblings’ circumstances, only to plunge headlong into the pitfall that was Mu State Guangyuan Group, enduring an undeserved catastrophe.

After several ups and downs, Wang Zhenghai had grown older, with his vigor and spirit ground down to a husk.

In Wang Chen’s past life, when he found himself transmigrated, his sixty-something father looked more like a man of seventy or eighty.

In this life, Wang Chen pledged he wouldn’t let his father walk the same path again!

Wang Chen even wanted his father to carve out his own success and make those who looked down on him regret their choices.

How to achieve this, however, was a pressing question. His current age gave him little say in matters concerning his father.

And then Xie Yunyao stumbled into his life.

The moment Wang Chen learned her identity, he quickly formulated an idea.

Initially, Wang Chen planned to proceed step by step, as he had roughly half a year to prepare.

But with Chang Qian driven by her protective instincts barging straight in, Wang Chen decided to lay his cards on the table: "President Chang, I hope you can use Haicheng Group to help my father leave Guangyuan Group and establish his own business."

"Ideally, it could be in partnership with Haicheng Group, located in Wen County. The stake distribution is negotiable; I don’t mind its proportion."

By this point, Chang Qian fully understood his intentions.

Amused and astonished, the seasoned businesswoman asked, "Then tell me, why would I help you?"

She couldn’t possibly provide funding, exert effort, and prop up Wang Zhenghai with Haicheng Group as his backing simply because Wang Chen made the request.

"Please wait a moment."

Wang Chen excused himself and stepped out of the living room.

He returned shortly after, carrying a thick, thorny cucumber!

Gazing at the cucumber placed before her, Chang Qian felt an intense urge to brandish a knife—what was this supposed to mean?

But Wang Chen moved first, delivering a chop with his hand aimed at the cucumber.

In an instant, the thick, long cucumber was sliced into dozens of pieces.

Each slice was identical in thickness!

Magic trick?

The extraordinary sight left Chang Qian dumbfounded, almost unable to believe her eyes.

Wang Chen chuckled lightly and said, "President Chang, I hear women often use cucumber slices for facial treatments and beauty enhancements. Would you like a try? I believe these slices will yield remarkable results."

Chang Qian clamped her mouth shut.

She couldn’t help but recall the bottle of exquisite tomato sauce at her home.

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