In recent days, the city of Jianghai has been rife with undercurrents.

  Everyone is aware that Douhai, the city's largest new media company, has appointed a new CEO. Countless companies have approached seeking collaboration. However, this new CEO is peculiar—even former partners have been turned away.

  No company wants to miss out, as Douhai currently has no partners. Securing a collaboration with them would mean monopolizing a significant market share.

  Among those vying for partnership are Jianghai's top-tier families. Unexpectedly, the second-tier Ye family also seeks to ascend the social ladder. It's said that Ye Fei, previously sent by the Ye family, was dismissed by Douhai. Undeterred, they've now sent Ye Feng to negotiate, showing relentless ambition.

  Just as everyone anticipated Ye Feng's failure, shocking news emerged: Douhai agreed to collaborate with the Ye family!

  This announcement shook the entire city. Collaborating with a second-tier family? Unbelievable!

  Ye Feng was both surprised and delighted. Without even meeting Douhai's CEO, the secretary informed him that the contract could be signed the next day.

  At the top-floor banquet hall of Jianghai's most luxurious Linlang Tian Shang Hotel, the Ye family patriarch, leaning on an ornate cane, beamed with pride. He raised his wine glass and announced loudly, "Today, our Ye family has secured a partnership with Douhai, all thanks to Ye Feng! Let's toast to the Ye family!"

  Everyone raised their glasses, cheers and clinks echoing throughout. Ye Feng, dressed in a tailored dark gray suit, sat at the head table. Beside him, Lin Xue wore a black mermaid evening gown. The two conversed softly, occasionally sharing gentle laughter.

  Amid this warm atmosphere, Liu Ruyan approached in ten-centimeter red patent leather heels. With a hint of provocation, she glanced disdainfully at Lin Xue before turning to Ye Feng, tapping the table arrogantly, "Ye Feng, Miss Jiang Ruoyu from the Jiang family is here. Shouldn't your wife give up her seat for her?"

  "Indeed," Cui Mei chimed in immediately, wearing a gaudy gold sequin dress, her smile filled with flattery. Over the years, Cui Mei had introduced numerous wealthy heiresses to Ye Feng, but he remained indifferent.

  She saw today as a golden opportunity. With Jiang Ruoyu's family background and beauty, investing tens of millions in Ye Feng would be effortless.

  Lin Xue's fingers tightened slightly around her champagne glass, bubbles swirling violently. She looked up, her gaze firm as stars, meeting Liu Ruyan's eyes, and responded calmly, "I'm not planning to give up this seat."

  The banquet hall fell silent, all eyes on this sudden confrontation.

  Just as tensions peaked, an elegant figure emerged from the crowd. Jiang Ruoyu, dressed in a moon-white silk qipao adorned with pearls that swayed gently with her steps, smiled and spoke melodiously, "No worries, I'll sit here." She then took the empty seat beside Ye Feng.

  Cui Mei quickly pulled out a chair, flattering, "Miss Jiang, please sit. Don't mind them."

  After sitting, Jiang Ruoyu glanced at Ye Feng's wrist, noticing the Patek Philippe 1518 "Prince Mohamed of Egypt." Her previously gentle eyes sparkled with intensity. Unable to contain herself, she asked, "Mr. Ye, this watch..." She paused, swallowing, "Only two of these exist worldwide. I once saw it at a Sotheby's auction and have longed for it since. May I ask where you acquired it? I'm willing to pay double, say, 100 million yuan, if your friend can help me purchase one!"

  Though her voice was soft, nearby tables couldn't help but overhear.

  A casual offer of 100 million yuan! Clearly, the Jiang family possesses immense wealth.

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  "Son, what are you waiting for? Call Su Qing immediately. That watch is likely a gift from her," Cui Mei urged. This was a perfect chance to connect with Miss Jiang.

  Ye Feng nodded, took out his phone, and called Su Qing.

  The call connected quickly, and Ye Feng pressed the speaker button.

  Cui Mei's face lit up with pride as she exclaimed, "Dear son, the one who gifted you that luxury watch is Su Qing! She's a rare gem. You must cherish her!" She deliberately raised her voice, casting a contemptuous glance at Lin Xue.

  In her eyes, Lin Xue couldn't compare to Su Qing, who had promised a dowry of 20 million yuan if she married into the Ye family.

  At that moment, Su Qing was squatting despondently by the roadside. She had just received devastating news—the Lin family had abruptly withdrawn all support. This blow left her in despair; without the Lin family's backing, the entire Su family would collapse.

  The Lin family coldly informed her that she had offended someone she shouldn't have. Despite racking her brain, Su Qing couldn't fathom who she had wronged.

  Ye Feng, puzzled, asked, "Su Qing, do you think that Patek Philippe can be purchased again?"

  Despite her turmoil, Su Qing forced a smile upon hearing Liu Xuan's voice, "Feng'er, are you referring to that 3,000-yuan replica?"

  "Replica?" Ye Feng and Jiang Ruoyu exchanged incredulous glances. She prided herself on discerning genuine watches; how could she be mistaken?

  Su Qing explained calmly, "Yes, the one I gave you was a 3,000-yuan replica. But didn't your useless wife throw it away? It's still at my place. If you want it, I can bring it over."

  Ye Feng was stunned. He couldn't think of anyone else who would gift him such an expensive watch.

  After ending the call, Ye Feng pondered deeply. Could it be his wife who gave it to him? That seemed utterly absurd.

  The surrounding guests' chatter faded as Jiang Ruoyu's gaze returned to the gleaming "Prince Mohamed of Egypt" on Ye Feng's wrist. The engraved serial number on the back was unmistakable. She had studied this unique design in Sotheby's catalogs; it was undeniably authentic.

  Yet Su Qing's tone didn't suggest deceit. Could there be a deeper secret behind this watch?

  At that moment, the Ye family patriarch approached, leaning on his cane, his cloudy eyes shifting, "Alright, enough about the watch. Today is a celebration! Ye Feng, tell everyone how you secured the partnership with Douhai?"

  The hall fell silent. Liu Ruyan sneered at Ye Feng, "I bet Ye Fei played a significant role! He's been the company's top salesperson for three consecutive months and has extensive connections!"

  Ye Feng stood up, slightly embarrassed, "To be honest, I didn't even meet Douhai's CEO. They approached us for collaboration. As for the reason, I'm not sure."

  The room erupted in disbelief. Someone shouted, "Anyone can make empty claims! Is Douhai's CEO a fool to offer a partnership for nothing?"

  "Exactly!" Liu Ruyan seized the moment, gracefully walking to the patriarch's side, "Patriarch, Ye Fei has worked tirelessly for this collaboration. I propose he leads the new partnership starting tomorrow!"

  Lin Xue abruptly stood up, her gown's hem brushing the table, "You're going too far! Clearly, it was Ye Feng who..."

  "Silence!" The patriarch slammed the table, his murky eyes glaring at Lin Xue, "Ye family matters aren't for outsiders to meddle in! We'll proceed as Ruyan suggested!"

  Though displeased, Ye Feng remained silent. After all, he was merely a collateral member of the family.

  As tensions rose, Ye Fei emerged from the crowd. Adjusting his limited-edition Armani suit, he winked at Jiang Ruoyu in the corner, then snapped his fingers, "Waiter, bring out ten bottles of your most expensive Romanée-Conti! It's on me tonight!"

  Guests gasped in astonishment. Ye Fei smugly glanced at Ye Feng, only to see a faint smile in return, which irritated him immensely.

  Half an hour later, when the bill arrived, Ye Fei leisurely pulled out his platinum bank card, raising his voice, "Charge all tables except Ye Feng's to my account."

  Seeing Ye Fei's bank card, many guests exclaimed.

  A platinum card!

  Holding a platinum card requires a minimum net worth of five million yuan. A gold card requires at least two million yuan in the account, while a platinum card demands no less than five million!

  Ye Fei's total assets amounted to around twenty million yuan. However, businesspeople often invest their money, rarely keeping large cash reserves.

  This ten million yuan in cash had been accumulated over several years. He had just obtained this card yesterday and naturally wanted to show it off.

  Indeed, upon seeing Ye Fei's bank card, even Jiang Ruoyu couldn't help but take another look.

  The Jiang family's antiques totaled over a billion yuan. But that was her father's money. Although Jiang Ruoyu was wealthy, her account balance was less than ten million yuan. To purchase this rare Patek Philippe, she would need to ask her father to liquidate some assets.

  The waiter respectfully took the card but returned shortly with a changed expression, "Sir, your card has insufficient funds."

  The banquet hall fell silent. Ye Fei's face turned beet red as he stood up and shouted, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Damn it, I clearly have five million in my account!"

  "Mr. Ye, your total expenditure is 5.6 million yuan."