Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1344 - 1329: Centennial Anniversary Celebration
"Song Yun, how long are you planning to stay in Shanghai this time?"
During dinner, Wen Changlin asked.
"A few months, I guess."
Song Yun replied, "I’m mainly here to study."
"Study?"
Wen Changlin asked in surprise, "Where at?"
"Danfu University."
"Oh!!"
Wen Changlin nodded and said, "I remember you were at Sunnan University before, so why are you now at Danfu University?"
"I’m here as an exchange student!"
Song Yun said, "It’s arranged by our department."
"You’re still a university student?"
Wen Ting looked at Song Yun in surprise.
"Is that not allowed?" Song Yun asked with a smile.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-five, six, or seven," Song Yun said.
"Hahaha!"
Wen Ting laughed heartily, "You’re still a university student at that age... Were you held back a year? Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter!"
"What’s wrong with going to college! Who says older people can’t go to school?"
Wen Changlin raised his hand and knocked on his daughter’s head, saying, "You don’t know anything."
"Dad, don’t hit my head, what if you knock some sense out of me?" Wen Ting protested.
"No way, you’re already silly enough." Song Yun interjected from the side.
"Come on, let’s fight!"
Wen Ting sprang up and started rolling up her sleeves.
"Thud."
Wen Changlin reached out and knocked on Wen Ting’s head again, "Sit down."
"Got it, Dad."
Wen Ting sat down in frustration, glaring at Song Yun, wishing she could have a battle of the wills with him.
Song Yun mischievously winked at Wen Ting, almost causing the Overlord Flower to erupt again.
"By the way, it looks like your Danfu University is about to have a school anniversary celebration in a few days."
Wen Changlin suddenly said.
"School anniversary?" Song Yun froze and asked, "What school anniversary?"
"Centennial celebration."
Wen Changlin said, "Your principal invited me; back when I returned from abroad, I worked as a lecturer at Danfu University for a period. This time the principal invited me to attend the celebration, and apparently, a lot of people from Beijing will come too."
"Oh!" Song Yun nodded and asked, "Uncle Wen, who will be coming?"
"Your old acquaintances, Zhao Wangquan, Zhou Guang, and the like, will come. Someone big from the Red Wall is also expected to show up, and supposedly the top boss from Shanghai will attend. Danfu University, being one of the three major schools in Shen Zhou, will have an elaborate centennial celebration, and you didn’t know?" Wen Changlin asked in surprise.
"I... I just arrived not long ago, no wonder several places in the school are being renovated, and there are people practicing dance and singing, I often see rehearsals, turns out it’s for the anniversary celebration!" Song Yun said while pondering.
Clearly, this centennial celebration at Danfu University won’t be just a regular school anniversary.
Why?
It’s simple: Zhao Wangquan, Zhou Guang, themselves will attend, and I am somewhat of a host. How can I not engage them? Even if I don’t, they won’t leave me alone. With their personalities, they’re probably lurking somewhere, plotting against me.
Song Yun initially came to Shanghai planning to find allies to target Wen Commerce Association, but unexpectedly a centennial celebration stirred things up, gathering prominent figures and complicating matters, but also making them more fun.
No! Wait!
As Song Yun was thrilling with anticipation, he suddenly thought of something.
Why are both Zhao Wangquan and his group attending the Danfu University anniversary? With their statuses, do they need to attend a university celebration together? Besides, it seems neither of them graduated from Danfu University! Stranger still, they weren’t students here nor taught courses—so what’s their interest in joining the anniversary celebration?
Suddenly, Song Yun thought of someone, someone he’s only met once since arriving at Danfu University.
Professor Tao.
According to Professor Tao, his research is nearing fruition, and once released, it could potentially alter some things, much like the drug his parents created back then!
The significance of these research results becomes apparent; in such a sensitive time, are they attending the anniversary due to this?
Song Yun is a skeptic; although he considers this scenario unlikely, he feels it makes sense on several levels!
"Song Yun, what are you thinking?"
Wen Changlin asked.
"Oh, nothing, I was just thinking how fast time flies with the centennial celebration. Danfu University—a hundred years of history!" Song Yun replied with a smile.
"Indeed! A century, truly a long time!" Wen Changlin reflected.
"By the way, Uncle Wen, I heard you’ve been getting close to the Shen Yan family lately." Song Yun smiled, shifting the topic.
"Song Yun, we’re the ones who asked Uncle Wen for help."
Shen Yan said, a bit self-consciously.
"You’re talking about what you told me yesterday?" Wen Changlin’s face showed a mild politeness; although Shen Yan was Song Yun’s friend and brother, in Wen Changlin’s view, Shen Yan’s status compared to Song Yun’s was significantly different, affecting his enthusiasm towards Shen Yan.
"Yes, sigh, my dad mentioned it, hoping Uncle Wen can assist, and the Shen Family will repay accordingly! Of course, if Uncle Wen is unwilling, it’s fine, after all, we’re trying to seize something we love, we’re prepared for rejection!" Shen Yan said with a smile.
"That plot of land, I spent quite an effort to acquire it." Wen Changlin said, pausing for a moment, then continued, "Well, you’re planning to develop a large entertainment and leisure resort, how about I invest with the land in exchange for 55% shares. As long as you give me those shares, I’ll provide the land free to you."
"Well, 55% is too much, Uncle Wen, that land cost about two billion when you acquired it, and our planned investment in the entertainment and leisure resort is approximately ten billion in total, so your two billion is about 20%, at most, 25% of shares." Shen Yan hesitated and said.
"That’s too low, developing the land could return profits between 450 to 500 million; 55% shares are reasonable." Wen Changlin responded.
"That’s... too much, deducting costs..."
Shen Yan and Wen Changlin were negotiating directly, and seeing Shen Yan’s serious expression, Song Yun couldn’t help but feel nostalgic; when he first met Shen Yan, he was just a privileged youth, but now Shen Yan had matured, proving time truly refines a person.
Just then, Song Yun felt a gaze filled with hostility.
Turning to look, he found Wen Ting glaring at him fiercely.
