High School filled with talented individuals, even if he had been reborn, if he were to deliberately keep a low profile, he would be overwhelmed by the fervor around him. If he did not give his all, h...Volume 3: Go to That Faraway Place Chapter 175: I Will End You (Part 2)
Su Can pondered his past university life. He wondered if it was because he had attended a prestigious but not top-tier university that led him to feel alienated and eventually gave up.
In the memories from his future, Su Can too was always busy, yet never knew why he was rushing about. It felt like aimlessly wandering through the vast wilderness in Northwest China under scorching sun, with no destination or purpose, only an endless horizon stretching out before him. The wide-open view seemed to stretch endlessly ahead and behind, but there was nothing on that distant horizon. "Watching the mountain makes a horse run till it dies." The long journey without any visible end made one feel isolated, melancholic, even weeping uncontrollably.
But before these mawkish emotions of sorrow, crying, screaming, and lamenting could fully unfold, everything abruptly came to an abrupt halt.
No one knew when the number of classes began to decrease; no one noticed when his roommates who used to stay up late playing games with him started preparing for their graduation exams. The guys who were usually slackers also began putting on airs and attending various job fairs organized by the school, anxious about securing their diplomas. The university was eager to push its students out into society to boost its employment rate statistics; everything happened in a flurry yet orderly manner as it did every year.
The couples who used to walk hand-in-hand down the catalpa-lined paths of campus, envied by others, proved true the saying that they would break up upon graduation. The farewell dinner parties always started on West Street and ended on East Street; after midnight everyone dispersed in different directions.
That ivory tower seemed impatient to shut its heavy door behind them, like a temple closing hurriedly for those who had just fought their way through eighteen copper men guards as Super Mario characters. These graduates emerged with diplomas, brimming with confidence, ready to face the bewildering world outside and carve out a bright future for themselves, without noticing the storm clouds gathering overhead.
So these Super Mario graduates were lured into the mountains and never came back.
The world pays no heed to an individual's pain or screams; it does not pause its ceaseless march due to anyone. Just like that saying goes, grand spectacles of time, memories, and youth lost forever cannot be recovered.
Su Can cherished these times and hoped they would pass slowly. Money and power were external tools, naturally the more one had the better; yet he did not wish to become a money-grubbing machine. He only wished that as he climbed higher in life like Socrates said, he could occasionally pause to appreciate the scenery along the way.
The residential complex where Tang Wu lived was quite large with extensive bamboo groves and greenery all around; there was also a Carrefour supermarket nearby, together with a living plaza commercial area housing many well-known brands. Over May Day holiday, they shopped for vegetables, fruits, snacks, and ingredients at this place, cooked in their brightly lit kitchen, turned on the TV in the living room loudly—watching either CCTV News Broadcast or local television programs.
Su Cen hugged Tang Wu in her room that evening, watching Hong Kong films and horror movies.
Su Cen wanted to be naughty, but Tang Wu weakly said she was on her period.
So Su Cen merely held Tang Wu's delicate body, inhaling the scent of her shampoo that lingered in his memory, scratching an itchy little ponytail at his neck. Occasionally he would gaze out the floor-to-ceiling window at the moving subway trains and brightly lit high-rises. He thought back to when he wore drab suits and carried briefcases while munching on meat buns as he passed grand real estate billboard advertisements, marveling at apartments costing over 30,000 yuan per square meter and believing that one day he could buy them. Holding the cheeks of two beautiful women in his hands would be happiness.
But that was far from happiness; happiness should resemble what was before him now, something attainable simply by embracing.
In those days we once thought would last forever.
During the Labor Day holiday at Snow Sea Residence, Su Cen sat comfortably on a sofa and called his father, Su Licheng.
"Who told you I knew it was your mother; she just can't control her mouth," said Su Licheng over the phone. "Zhang Lixin did indeed throw an ashtray at me, but this man isn’t tough-natured; one punch from me made him submit (laughs).
On the day of the Chuan Nan Airlines board meeting, Dageng Construction, originally trailing 6 to 7 votes behind in the original Nanyang Airlines Group's board seats, suddenly received support from two members of Nanning Group, enabling their dominant shareholder demands to pass. Peng Lixin and that vice president were instantly dumbfounded.
No one had anticipated that Nanning Group would switch sides at the last moment, secretly aligning with Dageng Construction. No one could accept such an absurd outcome. Yet this is often the essence of genuine interest exchanges in this world; nothing may be without value, but it's not that the scale cannot tip—it’s just that the weights causing the tipping have yet to accumulate sufficiently.
So those deeply familiar with the inside story might be shocked by Nanning Group and Dageng Construction forming an alliance, initiated by a first-year student at Nankai University. But for Su Cen, who had thoroughly understood everyone's mindset, this was simply about meeting someone capable of changing the outcome at precisely the right moment. The collaboration between Daogeng Construction and Nanning Group on the Chuan Nan Airlines issue was mutually beneficial, yet it would impact the larger picture.
In retrospect, Su Cen still held great admiration for figures like Tao Zhang. No one is a fool; neither was Tao Zhuhong nor her brother, Tao Zhang. They could quickly set aside their differences and view issues purely from the perspective of gaining or losing benefits. Their broad-mindedness and cool-headedness were formidable.
Initially, Su Cen only wanted to play a leading role. When he first presented that document, he didn't have full confidence in guiding everything that followed. He merely hoped his actions would influence Tao Cuì, who was seen as a rising star within the Tao family collective. Through her, he aimed to sway some people into believing they could ally with Grand Construction Engineering. As long as there were those who thought this way, Su Cen's mission would be accomplished, and then it would be up to representatives from Grand Construction Engineering and Nanning Group to negotiate.
However, Tao Cuì's influence within the Tao family collective still surprised Su Cen. The decision by Nanning Group to ally with them was swift, clearly catalyzed by Tao Zhang’s efforts.
This outcome無疑振奮人心。After the board meeting results were announced, Peng Lixin's face drastically changed and he even lost his composure, throwing things at Su Riche but missing him. He then charged over to attack, claiming they targeted him. Peng Lixin was no match for the robust Su Riche; a punch left him gasping for air, stopped by others before he could proceed.
Excluding this minor incident, everything else proceeded smoothly so far. The financial issues of the original Chuannan Aviation Group were once again intervened upon by the China Securities Regulatory Commission (CSRC). On the third day of Labor Day, Peng Lixin and former group president Du Dinting were taken away by law enforcement for investigation due to suspected economic crimes. It was rumored that some senior executives were also undergoing rigorous audits.
Uncharacteristically, the aviation corporation didn’t attempt to封鎖訊息，反而引發了媒體和外界的熱議。On the day Peng Lixin and Du Dinting were taken away, internal disputes within the company gradually calmed down. Hearing of their troubles, some people felt surprised since Du Dinting was usually quite low-key.
Many people uniformly condemned Peng Lixin’s attitude, criticizing him for his bullying behavior and the negative influence he had on the group's internal atmosphere with certain executives who were part of his faction.
Many dared not speak out against him; who would dare offend Peng Lixin’s faction The aviation corporation often operated under this heavy burden.
"It seems the rumors we've heard recently are true. Su Riche's son, Su Cen, has indeed ousted Minister Peng as rumored. It really is a matter of speaking."
"Xiaowei, didn't you dismiss it before Saying it was just an impossible rumor"
"How could I know it would be so exaggerated These upper echelon playboys are truly unbelievable. But to talk about Peng Lixin and Minister Zhang, they really aren't good people. I've heard many unsavory things about them for a long time. Many sisters have been too angry to speak out. Last time, didn't someone in our company report him It was because one co-pilot who had a close relationship with Peng Lixin tried entering her room at the hotel and she refused, only to be demoted to ground crew and then resigned after two months of salary. Now that Peng Lixin has fallen, it truly brings great satisfaction. What do you think of Su Cen How old is he He should be in his thirties, right Is he handsome or not"
High up in the sky thousands of feet above, on the maintenance cabin of a plane marked with Chuannan Aviation Group's logo 40 and flashing through the clouds, several stewardesses chattered excitedly. They stopped talking when they saw passengers approaching to use the restroom, but resumed their conversation eagerly once the passengers had entered.
In fact, in today’s aviation companies, such conversations among crew members are commonplace. The name "Su Zhan" often comes up during these idle chats.
"Do you want to know his age and what he does Don't tell me you think there's an opportunity to interact with the son of a big boss" A female crew member joked.
A girl in the cabin, wearing stockings and holding her pose confidently like a model, walked over. "Not necessarily. If he’s on this flight, I’ll make sure that just by standing before him, he'll give me his number within minutes."
This remark drew subdued laughter from the other girls.
Though they may not actually do such things, these women joke without restraint even when air marshals and safety officers are present.
A male safety officer in a white uniform pursed his lips and said with a somewhat deep and worldly gaze, "People like them live a different kind of life than ours."
The girls nodded in agreement.
Of course, some of the women were lost in thought. Some felt a slight fear while others had a sense of mystery and longing.
Wu Shimiao, who was pouring coffee for passengers, turned around when she heard these whispers in the cabin. She smiled sincerely, though it wasn’t professional—her smile came from her heart.
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