At this moment, Lin Jian had become famous at school, rising as the newly crowned "campus heartthrob."
To say Lin Jian was riding high would be an understatement.
With the pre-sales for 'Linyuan Shengjing,' a residential project under the Suran Group, reaching 800 million yuan, his status as the young master of the Lin family was no longer a secret on campus. Country sycophants were now clamoring to curry favor with him.
'Linyuan Shengjing' was Suran Group’s most crucial and heavily invested project. Over the past year, the company had been liquidating and consolidating all other ventures to pour resources into this one.
The land acquisition alone had cost a fortune, and they still owed billions in bank loans—not to mention Lin Tianba’s personal debts. But none of that mattered.
For a company of this scale, having no debt would be the real oddity.
People wouldn’t care how much the company owed; they’d only focus on its net worth.
Being able to borrow that much from banks was, in itself, a testament to one’s capability.
As the "crown prince" of Suran Group, these sycophants didn’t care if his family was so broke they’d sold their house. All they saw was the 800 million yuan in pre-sales for the group’s real estate project.
And it wasn’t just the sycophants—white lilies now bloomed around him, each vying for his attention. Lin Jian’s life was clearly on an upward trajectory.The only thing that irked him was how well Lin Ran was doing, still overshadowing him in popularity.
But he believed it was only temporary.
Who was Luo Yao? How could she possibly stay interested in Lin Ran forever? Once she lost interest, Lin Jian would seize his chance to rise further.
This Lin Jian was no longer the same as before.
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He was now "worthy" of Luo Yao, and that thought filled him with confidence.
On this day, Lin Ran finally obtained the approval he had been waiting for—the construction rights for the plot of land adjacent to 'Linyuan Shengjing.'
Why did Lin Ran want to build this elementary school?
Naturally, it was all part of his scheme.
And the target of that scheme was none other than his own father.
Lying in bed at night, he envisioned it all—Lin Tianba’s ruin and disgrace, Lin Jian’s downfall into destitution, Liu Yuemei’s tearful collapse forced into desperation, Liu Ruxue’s regretful demise, and, most satisfying of all, his happy life with Luo Yao. The more he imagined, the more exhilarated he became.
"Ah Ran, what’s got you so happy?"
Turning his head, he saw Luo Yao gazing at him with affection.
"Many things make me happy, but the happiest is seeing myself in your eyes and knowing I’m still by your side."
"Ah Ran."
A bullet slid into the chamber…
October 10th—The sun blazed in a cloudless sky as the plaza in front of the 'Linyuan Shengjing' sales office buzzed with excitement.
Lin Tianba had invited all the buyers who had already purchased units, along with many prospective clients.
Of the 200-plus pre-sold units, over a hundred buyers showed up for the event, joined by numerous potential customers, filling the plaza with a lively crowd.
'Linyuan Shengjing' was designed with ten residential towers. Five were nearing completion, while the other five had just broken ground.
At 32 stories tall, they stood like stairways to a better life. The layout—two units per floor—was practical, offering everything from compact 60-square-meter units to lavish 300-square-meter penthouses.
The best units in the first five towers had sold out almost instantly, with well-lit, spacious, and thoughtfully designed layouts being the most sought-after.
Now, only a handful of units remained, like rare gems waiting for the right buyer.
The other five towers were already under construction, progressing smoothly toward a bright future, as if a grand vision was unfolding before their eyes.
Standing at the center of the plaza, Lin Tianba stood tall and proud, his eyes brimming with confidence and determination, as if the world lay at his feet.
In his mind, he envisioned the success of this project—once the debts were cleared, he would secure 51% of Suran Group’s shares.
Then, he would become the undisputed leader of the group, holding its fate in his hands.
Those old-timers who had once dared to lecture him would no longer dare look down on him. He would wield absolute authority.
The thought made the corners of his lips curl into a triumphant smirk.
Today was the project’s appreciation event—and the final day of pre-sales. Lin Tianba was determined to push sales past the billion-yuan mark.
As Lin Tianba radiated confidence on stage, Lin Jian stood by his side—marking the first time his father had allowed him a public appearance.
Guarded by bodyguards, Lin Tianba led his son through the crowd with steady strides onto the stage.
"Good day, everyone! Thank you for joining us today. I didn’t prepare a speech because I wanted to speak from the heart."
His voice boomed with charisma, resonating with the crowd.
"...@%#... In the capital, could you find such a premium school district home at just 50,000 per square meter? You’re getting a steal! Our company has sacrificed everything to make this happen—all so hardworking folks like you can give your children a head start in life..."
Some in the audience nodded, eyes alight with dreams of a brighter future—mostly those who had already bought in.
But others hesitated, their expressions uneasy.
Didn’t they want a home? Didn’t they want to plant roots in the capital?
For most, buying property here meant emptying three generations’ worth of savings. Was it really worth it?
"Mr. Lin, the price is still steep. Even if this area is planned as a school district, it’s not the city center..."
Before the speaker could finish, Lin Tianba cut in.
"Steep? Open your eyes! Do you know how hard Suran Group has worked? Of course, it’s not the city center—otherwise, you’d be paying 100,000 per square meter! I’ve practically handed you my company on a platter! Maybe you should reflect: Has your salary kept up? Have you even been working hard?"
"You think any company treats you like family the way we do? A school district home at 50,000 and you still complain? I’m losing my mind here!"
Lin Tianba’s words were arrogant, but his confidence was unshakable.
His retorts left the hesitant crowd speechless.
Then—like a thunderclap—a voice shattered the moment.
"Oh my god! The plot next door isn’t for a school—it’s a municipal waste transfer station!"
The words exploded like a bomb, freezing every smile in the crowd. Shock and disbelief replaced excitement in an instant.