Conquering That Black Lotus 1

Chapter 1

“Class President, congratulations on achieving such excellent results.”

The girl with a beautiful and refined appearance shyly looked at the protagonist of the banquet.

Today was the celebratory banquet for Jiang Huaisheng, the direct grandson of the helm of Mingyuan Group.

As the only descendant of the younger generation of the Jiang family, Jiang Huaisheng’s celebratory banquet was exceptionally grand, directly booking an entire seven-star hotel.

According to some informed sources, this ultra-luxurious hotel, daunting to ordinary people, was a property under Jiang Huaisheng’s name, a tenth birthday gift from his grandfather.

It’s important to know that there are only two seven-star hotels in the whole country, and Mingyuan Group exclusively owns one.

Those classmates who usually studied with him already knew that the class president’s family was very wealthy.

Jiang Huaisheng attended the best public school in City A, where many students came from affluent families. After school, almost all the pick-up vehicles outside were luxury cars.

However, luxury cars worth nearly a small target (100 million RMB) for school pick-up and drop-off were still rare. It was said that the housekeeper responsible for Jiang Huaisheng’s daily life had an annual salary of up to one million.

This was just an ordinary housekeeper. If it were a top-level butler serving the old mansion, the salary alone would be tens of millions, not to mention the other intangible benefits that came with this status.

The beautiful and refined girl was the class’s study committee member, from a well-off family with a scholarly background, and her grades were also excellent. The prestigious university she was pre-admitted to was the same as Jiang Huaisheng’s.

However, her family background was simply not comparable to the Jiang family. Her parents’ combined annual salary was not as much as Jiang Huaisheng’s housekeeper’s.

The handsome young man in the wheelchair nodded: “Thank you.”

His response was polite and courteous, treating the girl no differently from other classmates.

Even though the girl always strived for second place, just so her results could be alongside his.

Jiang Huaisheng himself was simply too outstanding: distinguished family background, good looks, a genius scholar, and a gentle and polite personality.

A young girl’s heart is always full of poetry. Her admiration was undoubtedly pure, but Jiang Huaisheng didn’t care.

There were simply too many people who expressed their admiration for him, young and old, male and female. If he had to respond to each one carefully, it would be very tiring.

Jiang Huaisheng had limited energy and a fragile body. He really wasn’t interested in playing any love games with these childish peers.

“Just give the young master’s gift to me.” Jiang Huaisheng’s housekeeper timely collected the girl’s gift and quickly separated this enthusiastic classmate.

Gifts that looked beautifully packaged but were very cheap and uninteresting to Jiang Huaisheng would quickly pile up into a small mountain. Most of them would be regifted to the Jiang family’s servants without even being opened, or directly thrown into the trash.

Of course, the housekeeper was thorough and wouldn’t let the gift-giver know this cruel fact.

The assistant dressed as a waiter promptly pushed the wheelchair to take Jiang Huaisheng away from the table of his high school classmates.

The girl sat back down reservedly, looking at the thin back that never turned around. She knew this was a polite refusal. Success would have been a dreamy beauty, but the result of failure was expected.

Anyway, she hadn’t lost anything. She might as well focus on eating, after all, this table of food was said to cost six figures.

The extravagant scene of this celebratory banquet brought a strong impact to the young students, but after today, they would rarely have such an opportunity to get close to Jiang Huaisheng again.

The college entrance exam was a watershed. Within the ivory tower of the school, everyone seemed to only need to study hard, but once the college entrance exam was over and they stepped into the small society of university, life would no longer depend solely on the grades on test papers.

Jiang Huaisheng, under the spotlight, quickly left the center of the banquet due to physical discomfort.

He had just been to the hospital two days ago and attended the pre-arranged banquet shortly after being discharged. Under the polite facade, he hid his impatience well.

Everyone praised Jiang Huaisheng’s approachability. Ordinary people’s gentleness wasn’t called approachability. He was the unattainable flower on a high peak. Arrogance flowed in the bones of those high above.

Later, Jiang Huaisheng impatiently asked, “Where is that dog, Gu Tang? On such an important day, where did he go?”

He had just called the other party, and Gu Tang dared not to answer.

The little assistant hurriedly said: “Young Master Gu went to the hospital. He asked for leave earlier, saying he would be back in the evening.”

Jiang Huaisheng was the undisputed young master of a wealthy family. In upper-class circles, people said that Gu Tang was Jiang Huaisheng’s lackey, a dog wagging its tail for food.

But the little assistant was just an ordinary worker, and he didn’t dare to call Gu Tang that.

Furthermore, Gu Tang’s stepfather, Jiang He, was the CEO of Mingyuan Group. Although he was a high-level worker, he also had a 1% stake and was a shareholder of Mingyuan Group, and a godson deeply valued by the old man.

There was also a rumor in the mansion that Jiang He might be the old man’s illegitimate son, but due to the old lady’s family background, he was only recognized as a godson.

Rumors weren’t necessarily true, but it also meant that Gu Tang wasn’t someone of their level, the lowest level, could point fingers at.

After all, as the saying went, even hitting a dog depended on the owner. Even if Jiang Huaisheng scolded Gu Tang as a dog, he was still a dog they couldn’t afford to offend.

Gu Tang, being scolded, felt the vibration in his mobile phone and ignored it with a blank expression.

Such vibrations had occurred 78 times in just two hours, but no matter whose call it was, Gu Tang didn’t answer.

He was waiting for the results, results he had been waiting for for many years.

Waiting for the white-coated doctor with an elite and refined demeanor to walk out of the office, Gu Tang had an unusually strong premonition that the paper in the other party’s hand was the result he had been hoping for.

The male doctor stuffed the paper to Gu Tang, his movements somewhat furtive: “I’ve deleted the results from the computer. As you promised, delete yours too.”

Gu Tang glanced at the results and curled his lips. He always followed Jiang Huaisheng, silent as if he were the other’s shadow.

But after separating, the colors on his body became apparent. Gu Tang’s appearance was in no way inferior to Jiang Huaisheng’s.

If Jiang Huaisheng gave the impression of a traditional Chinese ink landscape painting, light and distant, the ceiling of light features, reminiscent of dancing white cranes, ethereal and otherworldly, a stroke of genius; then Gu Tang was the ceiling of strong features, an oil painting of exquisite craftsmanship.

It was unknown how someone with this kind of appearance could usually have such a lack of presence.

“Dr. Li, please rest assured, I will personally inform the young master of this news. The old master and madam don’t know, and your data won’t get out.”

The familiar vibration came from the phone again. This time, Gu Tang took out his phone and answered the call: “Young Master, I’m on my way back to the old mansion, two hours away… I’m not feeling well today, so I won’t go to the celebratory banquet.”

The other end of the phone was abruptly hung up. The “gentle and polite” young master never concealed his nasty side in front of him, always so cold and impatient.

Gu Tang put away his phone with a blank expression. After disconnecting the call, the caller ID showed Jiang Huaisheng had called him 37 times with his private number, another 30 from his mother and stepfather, and the remaining eleven from the housekeeper and others.

The ride-hailing car stopped in front of Gu Tang: “Guest 1527, going to Mingyuan Manor?”

Gu Tang opened the back door, carefully folded the thin piece of paper, put it into a document bag, and then into his backpack.

He took the bus when he came and specially took a private car back, just for fear of this paper being crumpled, even though he specifically scanned and made an electronic copy when he left.

Everyone only cared about Jiang Huaisheng’s celebratory banquet. No one remembered that today was also Gu Tang’s eighteenth birthday, but today he was very happy, especially happy, because Gu Tang received a gift he very much wanted.

Gu Tang and the patient Jiang Huaisheng’s blood type matched, and their bone marrow typing was successful.

Young Master Jiang Huaisheng seemed perfect, but in reality, he was a glass person who went in and out of the hospital every other day. He suffered from a rare blood disease.

And the Jiang family had been keeping records for many years, but they had never found a suitable bone marrow donor for Jiang Huaisheng.

Because Gu Tang was a minor, he had never done this type of matching before, and today, he turned eighteen, he was an adult.

No one cared about Gu Tang, but it didn’t matter. Thanks to his deceased father, he received the best coming-of-age gift.