After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

Chapter 377 Greater Power

What does Old Chen know? And how does he know about my recent situation?

My mind was filled with questions.

He lay there on the hospital bed, and when he saw me, his eyes lit up.

"You've come?" he greeted me in a weak voice.

"Yes." I looked at Old Chen in front of me, not knowing what to say.

“Don’t be afraid, child, sit down.” He pointed to the chair in front of him and looked at me: “I know what you’re thinking, but now I’ll tell you what we need to deal with first.”

I nodded without saying a word.

Mr. Chen then handed me a document.

The above is some data, but it's not easy to understand just by looking at it. He explained to me in detail that it all concerns Zhao Xing and Lin Qing's business dealings.

I was still holding a glass of warm water in my hand, and Song Yang stood beside me with a solemn expression.

He then revealed his identity.

Old Chen slowly opened his eyes, his gaze lingering on my and Song Yang's faces for a moment, before suddenly revealing a meaningful smile.

He sighed softly, his voice low but firm: "Children, there are some things I've kept from you for a long time, and now it's time to tell you."

I was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously tightened my grip on the water glass in my hand: "Mr. Chen, what did you say?"

Chen Yuanshan tilted his head slightly, his gaze deep and calm: "I am not just the 'Old Chen' you know. My true identity is... Chen Yuanshan, a former criminal police officer."

Song Yang and I both froze, as if the air had solidified at that moment.

What? Police?

Countless images flashed through my mind, imagining it to be that business genius or some powerful family.

"Interpol?" Song Yang spoke first, his voice filled with disbelief. "You mean, you used to be a police officer?"

Chen Yuanshan nodded, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes, and said, "Yes. When I was young, I was in charge of fighting economic crimes. Later, I offended the underworld during a mission and was forced to retire. In recent years, I have continued to work behind the scenes as a business consultant, secretly maintaining business order."

My heart raced. I never imagined that this kind old man had such a legendary past.

I asked softly, "Then why are you telling us this?"

Chen Yuanshan looked at me, a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "Because you are trustworthy. I can see that you are truly dedicated to the Song Group and to each other. I don't want to hide it from you anymore, nor do I want you to be in danger without knowing it."

Is that really the case? His assistant then explained it to me again.

Chen Yuanshan smiled and gently patted the back of my hand: "Silly child, none of that matters. What matters is that you must remember that the business world is like a battlefield, but true victory is not defeating your opponents, but staying true to your original aspirations."

Song Yang took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "Uncle Chen, we understand. We will always remember your teachings."

Chen Yuanshan's gaze swept across Song Yang and me, and his tone suddenly turned serious: "Behind Lin Qing and Zhao Xing, there is an even greater force. They don't just want to bring down the Song family; their goal is control of the entire business world. You must be careful."

"What? How could this happen? Wasn't it just a land issue before? How come they're interfering so much now?"

"I don't think they can be arrogant for long," Song Yang said angrily.

"That's true, but..." I paused, leaving some things unsaid. After all, we should focus on the person in front of us now. His information would be of great benefit to us. On the one hand, we could learn about their recent movements, and on the other hand, we could trap them like turtles in a jar.

"Okay, Mr. Chen, we have learned what happened. Now it's up to us."

I spoke firmly, and Old Chen replied with an expression that indicated he was already very confident about the outcome: "Okay, I believe you can do it. I'm retired now, so just contact me anytime if you need anything. Don't worry."

I replied happily, "Understood, Mr. Chen. But you should rest well here. If anything happens, let me and Song Yang know immediately."

Chen Yuanshan smiled, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes: "Don't worry, my old bones can still hold up. However, the road ahead is up to you to walk."

I stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Uncle Chen."

Chen Yuanshan waved his hand, his tone becoming more relaxed: "Alright, don't be so serious. Go on, and prepare well for what they have to do. Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, stay true to your original aspirations."

Song Yang and I exchanged a glance, and we immediately understood what we were about to face.

As I left the ward, I glanced back and saw Chen Yuanshan leaning against the headboard, gazing out the window with a calm and profound expression.

I suddenly realized that this old man was quite interesting.

"What do you think of what he said?"

I looked up and asked Song Yang next to me. He replied, "I've investigated this person before, but not very thoroughly. I trust my sixth sense."

"Alright then, but what are your plans for the future?"

He pondered for about three minutes: "Let's stick to the original plan. After all, we still need to get that land. They have the leverage!"

"I don't think so. Besides, you know the current situation. They're not going to give us the land so easily."

"Of course, but do you have any better ideas?" Song Yang asked with a puzzled look.

“Song Yang,” I stopped and turned to look at him, “we must act immediately. Uncle Chen is right, Lin Qing and Zhao Xing’s goal is not just cooperation, they want to completely cripple the Song family.”

Song Yang nodded, his brows furrowed: "That's right, the opposition in the board of directors is obviously colluding with them. You mean we should start by cleaning things up from within? Otherwise, even if we have the best plan, they'll ruin it."

“I can redesign the cooperation plan, adding more innovative elements to make it more competitive in the market. That way, even if Lin Qing and Zhao Xing want to find fault, they won’t have any excuse.”

Song Yang's eyes lit up. "Goodness, why didn't you say so earlier? I believe in your design talent, and there will be no shortage of benefits after things succeed."

I smiled, but felt a little uneasy: "However, not many people on the board support us, so we need to win more votes."

“I’ve already contacted several directors. Although they appear neutral on the surface, they are privately very dissatisfied with Song Feng’s actions,” Song Yang said in a low voice. “We can arrange a meeting with them and try to gain their support.”

“Okay,” I nodded. “Then let’s split up. I’ll go to the studio to redesign the plan, and you’ll have to handle things over there.”