Chapter 429
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Chapter 429: Heir
Baili Group Main Building.
166th floor.
The elevator doors slowly opened, and two men in formal attire stepped out, their gazes sweeping across the spacious and luxurious venue before them.
“Baili Group really knows how to make a grand statement,” the Ninth Seat remarked coldly, observing the opulent surroundings.
Shen Qingzhu did not respond. He silently turned his head, scanning the area. His gaze paused for a moment on a few figures standing by the distant window before he quietly turned away, presenting his back to them.
As he entered the main building, he had already removed his mask. Wearing a mask in this venue would only draw more attention. Although his appearance had changed significantly over the past two years, making him look more composed and mature, those who knew him could still easily recognize him.
He had thought that the only person he needed to avoid in this venue was Baili Pangpang, but he never expected that Lin Qiye and the others would also be here.
“I’ll take a look around and familiarize myself with the venue,” Shen Qingzhu said, then walked directly away from Lin Qiye and the others.
He was aware of Lin Qiye’s mental perception abilities. If Lin Qiye focused, he would undoubtedly sense Shen Qingzhu’s presence… So he had to ensure he maintained enough distance from Lin Qiye to avoid revealing his identity.
The Ninth Seat nodded and casually began to stroll around the venue, occasionally glancing at the guests who had arrived, lost in thought.
By the window.
Lin Qiye idly toyed with his wine glass, glancing at the time on the wall, a look of confusion crossing his face.
“The time has come; why haven’t Baili Pangpang and the others shown up yet?”
“He’s always so forgetful; being late is nothing unusual for him,” Cao Yuan sighed.
As the group chatted, a solemn-looking man with graying hair, dressed in a suit, slowly walked out from the back of the venue. His appearance immediately drew the attention of everyone around.
Representatives from other groups or families gathered around him, smiling and greeting him, their expressions warm and familiar.
“Is that Baili Group’s chairman, Baili Xin?” Cao Yuan scrutinized him for a moment, his expression somewhat peculiar. “He doesn’t look much like Baili Pangpang…”
An Qingyu pondered for a moment, “Could it be a genetic mutation?”
“…”
Lin Qiye was also observing the man, and at the same time, Baili Xin seemed to notice them, smiling and nodding in acknowledgment.
Lin Qiye politely smiled back.
After greeting numerous guests, Baili Xin slowly walked to the center of the venue, where a white platform was set up for classical music performances. Holding a glass of wine, he calmly ascended the steps, each step steady as a mountain.
“Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedules to attend this birthday banquet,” Baili Xin’s voice was deep and magnetic, his lips always curled into a smile as his profound gaze swept over the faces of the many guests below.
“I, Baili Xin, started from scratch and, after thirty-five years, have finally developed Baili Group to its current state…”
Baili Xin began his long-prepared speech, recounting how he had risen from a poor boy to become the richest man in Daxia. The arduous and tumultuous journey moved some of the younger guests to tears, their eyes filled with admiration as they looked at Baili Xin.
A media representative invited to the event sat attentively in the audience, quickly jotting down notes. Since Baili Group prohibited the use of modern recording devices, the reporter could only write furiously, fearing to miss a single word.
Of course, Lin Qiye and the others were not interested in such a business legend. Their eyes were constantly searching near Baili Xin, hoping to catch a glimpse of Baili Pangpang.
“…Now, it is time for me to step back and enjoy my later years. From now on, Baili Group will be led by a younger individual who is even more outstanding than I am. He possesses meticulous logical thinking, pioneering business vision, and a rich and tumultuous experience…
He is my son, the designated heir of Baili Group, Baili Tuming.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye and the others’ expressions turned strange.
Meticulous logical thinking?
Pioneering business vision?
Rich and tumultuous experience?
Aside from the last point being somewhat true, the first two seemed completely unrelated to him.
“Just like Baili Pangpang’s father, his speech is so… artistic,” Lin Qiye couldn’t help but comment.
Other guests also began to converse, their faces filled with curiosity.
“I’ve heard of Baili Tuming’s name for a long time, but I’ve never had the chance to meet him…”
“Isn’t that right? Years ago, I wanted to meet this young master of the Baili family, but I was turned down. He seemed very busy.”
“But I heard that this young master of the Baili family is just a rich second generation living off his family’s wealth. Is he really as impressive as Baili Xin claims?”
“I only know that Baili Group has an adopted son, Baili Jing, who is indeed exceptionally talented. He worked his way up from the bottom of Baili Group to a high position, and his reputation within the company is quite good. It is said that he has many followers… What a pity.”
“I’ve collaborated with Baili Jing in business; he is indeed a genius. I think Baili Jing is more suitable to be the heir than the yet-to-appear Baili Tuming.”
“An adopted son is still an adopted son; there is a difference from a biological son.”
“…”
In a corner, Wei Xiuming’s hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly. He sighed deeply, turning his back and looking out at the scenery outside.
Maintaining a smile on his face, Baili Xin continued, “Now, please allow my son to come up and greet everyone…”
He gestured lightly toward the back of the venue, and a young man in a black suit stepped out from the crowd, adjusting his collar, a smile on his face as he walked toward the platform.
The moment they saw him, many guests furrowed their brows, their faces filled with confusion.
“Wait, I’ve seen him before; isn’t he Baili Jing, the adopted son of the Baili family?”
“Yes, I’ve worked with him before. How did he become Baili Tuming?”
“Wait, could it be…”
“…”
Baili Jing ascended the steps of the platform, slowly walking to Baili Xin’s side. The lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses reflected a pale light as he slightly bowed and politely spoke:
“Hello everyone, please allow me to introduce myself.
Perhaps many of you are not unfamiliar with me; yes, I am Baili Jing.
Or, you may also refer to my other identity…
I am Baili Xin’s only son, the sole heir of Baili Group… Baili Tuming.”
As his words fell, the entire venue fell into a dead silence.
Lin Qiye’s gaze gradually turned cold.
