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The Jiang Family lived in Tan Palace, known as Shanghai's premier luxury villa district.

Shanghai had two top-tier villa communities that were widely recognized by the public.

Tan Palace and Jun Court.

Of the two, Tan Palace was held in higher regard.

The entire community consisted of only eighteen villas, each occupying a four-mu plot.

Any given villa was priced at three to four hundred million.

Villa No. 8 belonged to none other than the Jiang Family.

He watched his daughter run upstairs, wiping away her tears.

Jiang Nan, who followed behind her, looked both guilty and frustrated.

Father Jiang, who had been watching TV, could no longer focus on the screen.

"Ah Nan, what happened?"

Jiang Haoyuan's brow was tightly furrowed; he was clearly not in a good mood.

"Dad, you really can't blame me for this…"

Jiang Nan panicked slightly upon seeing his father's expression.

He quickly recounted the entire story in detail, hoping to avoid a beating later.

"Qi Sheng?"

Jiang Haoyuan frowned, deep in thought. He had never heard of a prominent Qi family in Shanghai.

But just because there wasn't one in Shanghai didn't mean one didn't exist elsewhere.

In the Capital City, for instance—the symbol of the nation's power.

"The Qi Family?"

Jiang Haoyuan's expression changed dramatically as he recalled a certain family at the zenith of its power.

Combining this with his son's description, he couldn't help but form a theory.

"Ah Nan, you've made a very good friend. As for your sister, just let things run their course."

Jiang Nan had expected a lecture from his father, not praise.

"Huh… What?"

Jiang Nan stared at his father in disbelief, his expression one of utter bewilderment.

"Ah Nan, you're not a kid anymore. After you sell the car this time, you'll follow the arrangements made by your uncle."

"Go train at the grassroots level, work hard to improve yourself. The future of the Jiang Family rests on your shoulders."

Jiang Haoyuan was thinking much further ahead, his tone earnest and profound.

He placed great hope in Jiang Nan, the only male heir of the third generation.

He had always tolerated Jiang Nan's playful nature.

But now that an opportunity had presented itself, it had to be seized firmly.

Compared to *that* Qi Family from the Capital City, their Jiang Family was practically insignificant.

'Tsk, tsk. My daughter certainly has a sharp eye.'

'As long as we can secure this marriage alliance, Jiang Nan's future career path will be smooth sailing!'

"Dad, I…"

Jiang Nan was dumbfounded.

He never imagined he would lose his carefree life so quickly.

But one look at his father's expression told him that refusal would undoubtedly earn him a lashing.

"Fine, I get it."

Jiang Nan hung his head in frustration, then remembered the promise he'd made to Qi Sheng.

"Dad, I promised Ah Sheng I'd invest five hundred million in his venture capital firm. You can't make me go back on my word."

"A venture capital firm?"

Jiang Haoyuan grew pensive, a hint of disappointment in his expression.

'It seems this Qi Sheng is slated to manage the Qi Family's purse strings.'

'That's quite similar to my own role in our family.'

'It may not compare to a career in politics, but the upside is a comfortable and unrestricted life.'

"Yeah. Ah Sheng is putting in one billion himself. Fu Songyang and I, along with the others, have pooled together two billion, but we're still two billion short."

An idea sparked in Jiang Nan's mind, and he winked at his father.

"Dad, since you think so highly of Ah Sheng, why don't you cover the shortfall?"

"You little rascal, trying to freeload off your own father now?"

Jiang Haoyuan chided with a laugh, "I can invest, but I need to meet him first."

"I'm curious to see what kind of family produced such a talented young man, one capable of making the apple of our Jiang Family's eye so utterly smitten."

Jiang Haoyuan didn't think much of a mere two billion.

With the Jiang Family's cash reserves, they could produce five billion on short notice without breaking a sweat.

If Qi Sheng really was from *that* Qi Family…

He wouldn't feel the slightest pang of regret even if he had to throw in four billion.

'If we really lose the money, I'll just consider it part of my precious daughter's dowry.'

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