Tonight the new President and CEO of Shen Group will show his face for the first time in front of press.
A month ago the news media had flooded with the news of the sudden accident of Chairman of Shen Group which almost made the group to be bankrupt but unexpected interference of the new CEO created typhoon in the business world. There was a hearsay that the new CEO is the only heir of the group who had been lost for many years. The chairman of the famous international group "Blue Moon" came to the city recently was guessed to be related to this mysterious CEO.
Now the eyes of whole world is on the press conference.
The business world is going to change.
At last CEO Shen entered the press conference and the press started to ask questions.
"President Shen, was there agreement with Yida Group already settled?"
" CEO Shen, Are you going to sign any co-operation with Blue Moon"
"Wait for Q& A session you will get all the answers." Shivam Shen frowned.
After that he started his speech about this year's plan for the Shen Group which impressed everyone. In this last month the group cleaned up almost 90% of their corrupt and untrustworthy staffs which proves capability of this new CEO. He announced that they would emphasise on working on Govt involved Projects more.
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[A month ago]
A young man with measured composure visited Shivam in mountain, he introduced himself formally. "My name is Amon Heart," he explained calmly, pointing to himself. "I've served as your personal guard for several years, always by your side in dark when needed ."
"Have you finished reviewing all the documents I gave you?" Amon asked, breaking the silence.
"Yes… I think so," Shivam replied, eyeing the thick stack of papers resting in his lap. The sheer volume of information was overwhelming. He wondered when Amon had found the time to compile such detailed profiles. Or like with everything else was it just something he carried around him everywhere he went.
He started to wonder what else he might be able to ask for and if Amon could produce it on the spot.
"Alright," Amon began calmly, "we have some time before arriving, so let's review. First, your two uncles."
Shivam flipped through the documents, refreshing his memory. Amon had given him extensive profiles of all the key family members he needed to watch carefully.
"Dave Shen," Shivam began, "the second eldest. He primarily manages a chain of all-you-can-eat buffets. Judging by his profile photo, he's definitely enjoying his own product too much." Shivam smirked briefly. "He also invests heavily in restaurant businesses. His wife is mostly behind the scenes, apparently quiet and reserved. It seems she's good at managing things quietly without attracting much attention."
Shivam continued with confidence. "Then there's Randy Shen. He handles multiple financial institutions, mostly providing capital for real estate developments. He has one son, another heir." He paused, recognizing the name from his previous life, recalling past indirect encounters within the underground business world. Randy Shen was far from innocent—his hands were clearly dirty, deeply entangled in shady deals and questionable transactions that few knew about.
"His son, Donto, attends university and is the captain of the soccer team. Athletic, charismatic, and popular," he summarized smoothly. "He appears like the kind of guy who effortlessly attracts attention and respect, possibly making him a significant figure among his peers."
Amon listened intently, visibly impressed by Shivam's quick absorption of the information. "Alright, continue with the rest."
"One of my aunts, Masha Shen," Shivam explained thoughtfully, "is quiet and reserved, wears glasses, has long hair, and heads the HR department at Shen headquarters. Clearly, she holds considerable trust and influence within the family." He glanced up at Amon, adding mischievously, "But her judgment in partners is questionable—she's been divorced three times. That might indicate some personal instability or poor judgment in relationships."
Amon sighed in mild exasperation. "Important details, please. No need for unnecessary commentary."
"You don't think someone being divorced three times is significant? I pity the woman you end up with," Shivam retorted playfully.
Amon rolled his eyes, sighing again. "Sometimes I worry the hospital discharged you prematurely."
Shivam scowled at Amon's sharp retort, realizing Amon's sarcastic remarks somehow managed to sting more deeply than insults he'd faced from his former gang members. He quickly regained his composure, unwilling to let his words get under his skin.
"Next is Aunt Karen Shen," Shivam said, refocusing. "Clearly a fan of cosmetic enhancements—especially lip fillers. Honestly, what's wrong with people's taste nowadays? She's obviously someone concerned heavily with appearances and status symbols."
Amon cleared his throat pointedly, guiding Shen back to the subject.
"Right, Karen Shen—the oldest heir," Shivam continued seriously, noting Amon's annotations. "She operates a major department store in the city center. You've placed a star next to her name."
"Care to guess why?" Amon prompted.
"As the oldest heir, she holds substantial influence," Shivam answered confidently. "She's probably the frontrunner for succession, making her particularly dangerous. Her position and influence are strong, and she likely has allies who support her ambitions."
Amon was impressed by Shivam's astute observations, though he kept his thoughts hidden, merely nodding subtly in approval.
"Then the younger generation," He went on. "Karen's son, Chad Shen. Currently listed as an entrepreneur, though suspiciously lacking specifics—likely unemployed. Minor acting gigs are noted, undoubtedly leveraging his family name. Blond hair, sunglasses indoors—he fits every cliché perfectly. He seems like the type who relies heavily on family influence rather than genuine skill or effort."
Amon remained silent, indirectly confirming Shivam's assumptions.
"Then there's Karen's daughter, Bobo Shen. Highly intelligent, studied at prestigious universities, and currently excelling in biotech research. At least one of them has real talent," he noted approvingly, recognizing her potential.
"Lastly, we have Cici Shen," he continued thoughtfully. "Nothing remarkable—she holds a marketing job at a company not affiliated with the Sterns. As the second youngest, she doesn't seem threatening compared to the others. Probably someone who prefers living outside the family shadow, choosing independence over influence."
After reviewing all eight family members, Shivam decisively closed the hefty packet of papers, placing it firmly on his lap.
"There you go," Shivam declared confidently. "All reviewed and memorized. This family is certainly filled with interesting characters, each with their strengths, weaknesses, and ambitions."
"Need I remind you?" Amon asked seriously, steering the car carefully.
Ahead, an imposing six-meter-high gate loomed, marking the entrance to their destination. Beyond, Shivam saw expansive, immaculately landscaped gardens—meticulously trimmed hedges, vibrant flower beds, and a majestic water feature gracefully spanning the front grounds. Every element screamed wealth and meticulous attention to detail.
Then came the main residence, a sprawling mansion straight from a fairytale. Its grandeur suggested it could comfortably host tens of thousands of guests—a residence fit for royalty. This breathtaking estate belonged to the Shen family, a tangible symbol of their extraordinary power and influence.
"Need I remind you," Amon repeated firmly as they approached the mansion, "you are also a Shen."
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