Rebirth of Chen An

A luxury cruise ship carrying thousands of guests set sail at Singapore Port. With the engine sound rumbling, the cruise ship gradually departed the port and sailed into the embrace of the sea as blue as gemstone.

A man wearing rimless glasses, with a custom suit in light color with pattern, looked gentle and refined. He stood out in the men wearing black suits. Like a university professor, Chen An adjusted the glasses on his nose. He saw through the glasses to the man with golden hair talking to people in a distance.

With the corner of his mouth lifted upward, Chen An walked towards Ivanov with several bodyguards. A blonde man who had been playing with hot girls at the previous moment saw Chen An coming towards him as soon as he turned around. His restless hand immediately moved away from the buttocks of hot girls. He opened his arms and greeted him with great enthusiasm.

"My dear An, I miss you so much."

He was even not feeling the slightest disgraceful to say such nauseating words. Facing the bear, Chen An calmly reached out his hand and blocked Ivanov's warm embrace. "I think you want to die, Ivan."

Ivanov came to Chen An with a chuckle and a low laugh. He leaned in the man's ear and lowered his voice. "Not only does big Ivan miss you, but my lovely little Ivan also misses you so much that he wants to have a close contact with you."

"Be serious." The man pushed the furry bear that stuck to him like a dogskin plaster.

Ivanov took Chen An to a few people who he had just talked with, and introduced Chen An with great pride: "Official introduction to you, Chen An, my man, I hope you can become friends with him, but only friends. If you have more ideas, I will kill you."

What a strange introduction?

"I think you know more about the character of this bear than I do. Ivan likes joking so much. It's nice to meet you." Chen An smiled calmly and generously and shook hands with Ivanov's friends.

In this circle, Ivanov belonged to the top of the hierarchy, the top predator of the food chain, and the members at the bottom dared not speak up to Ivanov even if they had veiled criticism.

Seeing Ivanov's solemn introduction of Chen An, they naturally were polite to Chen An. Besides, Chen An, an old fox, was very sociable, so soon he was well integrated into the circle which was hard for outsiders to contact.

When they heard Ivanov's "My Man", they thought it was just an ordinary person standing beside Ivanov using his body. But Chen's comments and advanced talk about weapons changed people's views on him instantly.

"In fact, I've recently planned to buy a plane."

"Mr. Ivan is our old customer. If you want to buy it, I can give you the biggest discount. This is my business card. I'm glad to meet you, Mr. Chen."

A businessman from the United States enthusiastically handed over his business card, a fine gold-stamped business card with the private telephone number of the American businessman on it.

"I'll contact you."

Chen An smiled and accepted the business card. Besides the business card of the airplane businessman, Chen An also received the business card of other elites from all walks of life one after another. For someone without any background like him, it was a good thing for him to expand his social circle through Ivanov, a top hunter.

"Let me see how many business cards you have received."

After a while Ivanov came up again and hummed jealously: "An, you really amazed me. I thought you would look very green in society, but it seems that you are an old hand who can talk to those people so smoothly that I wonder how you were bankrupt in the past and commit suicide."

The more talents Chen An revealed, the more things Ivanov could smell, but it didn't matter now.

Reaching over to Ivanov's shoulder, Chen An grinned intentionally, and said something confusing in the man's ear: "If you want to know what kind of man I am, won't you know it if you take off my clothes one by one?"

"Em - I'm getting more and more excited to hear that. Ha-ha!"

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The cruise was heavily guarded by well-trained bodyguards, and the sea was quiet in the dense night.

Chen An's eyes moved back from the window. At night, the sea was black and nothing could be seen, just like a hell in endless darkness.

He played with the ring box in his hand and Ivanov, who was talking to a Middle Eastern man, called his name softly, "An."

Walking up to him, Ivanov faced Chen An and held the man's shoulder in both hands. His attentive vision gave people the illusion that Chen An was the only man in the world.

"I hope the game is over soon."

Chen An raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"I don't like losing, but that doesn't mean I'm not afraid of losing."

"Can you be more straightforward?"

What literature were the bear playing with?

"An, I seem to like you a little bit."

Maybe not just a little.

The hot eyes were like beasts in the jungle. Ivanov stared closely at the man in front of him, who made him feel uneasy. "It's a little embarrassing for me to say that, but... I seem to really like you a bit. Let's end the game."

"So what are you trying to say?" With his hands in front of his chest, Chen An leaned against the wall behind him.

"Hey, hey, I'm hurt by your indifferent attitude. I'm telling you so seriously." Ivanov patted Chen An on the shoulder. "Starting from tonight, don't think about that damn game. Face me seriously with your genuine attitude."

Chen An meditated for a moment and handed over the ring box in his hand. "Okay."

Looking at Ivanov turning back, Chen An's mouth raised an imperceptible slight arc. You would soon see my true attitude.

With Ivanov's prestige and reputation in the arms trade circle, Middle Eastern buyers hadn't examined the chips in the ring box carefully, and even if they did, it was probably hard to see the truth immediately when facing the core technology of weapons they didn't know.

After receiving the chips, Middle Eastern buyers transferred money on the spot, and all the billions of dollars were remitted to Ivanov's foreign fund account for Chen An.

Behind the rolling figures were huge wealth. Chen An's smile deepened when he saw that a whole billion dollars had been smoothly remitted.

"Happy cooperation!"

Ivanov and Middle Eastern buyers shook hands with each other. At that moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the cabin, and there was a strong white light swinging back and forth outside the window.

"Police!" Someone shouted.

The whole conference room immediately became chaotic. The computer involved in the transaction was shot to pieces by the security guards. Ivanov turned around and ran to Chen An. He grabbed the man's hand and left the conference room with Chen An in big strides, ignoring the Middle East buyer in the chaos.

"Go!"

"What happened?" Looking down at Ivanov who was holding his hand tightly, Chen asked softly.

"Some people want to catch turtles in the jar, but it's not so easy to catch Ivanov." Ivanov held the man's hand tightly and grinned as he ran to the deck with Chen An. "Don't worry, even if I'm dead, you will be okay."

Probably it was unexpected that Ivanov would say this, Chen Ani was a little stunned.

"Well, moved? Don't believe what others say. You're a man too. You should know that most men's words are not worthy of believing, but you must believe what Ivanov says."

Without that little bit of indecent, Ivanov's blue eyes were full of emotions that suddenly let Chen An see the serious mood.Was this bear serious? Saved him even if he would be dead?

After leaving the cabin, Ivanov and Chen An went directly to the top deck of the cruise ship under the protection of bodyguards. Under the canopy which was lifted in the night wind was a helicopter.

Chen An stopped suddenly and Ivanov looked back. He looked at Ivanov and smiled. "I don't need you to save me, my dear Ivanov."

"An?" Real regret flashed in Ivanov's eyes.

Didn't know when, Chen An took a gun out of his arms and aimed it at Ivanov's chest. He looked at the bodyguards who pulled out guns one after another beside his eyes. His voice was calm: "Don't move."

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"You still can't forgive me, can you?" Ivanov still thought that Chen An had not forgiven his bad joke in the swimming pool that day. He motioned the bodyguard next to him to put down the gun and advised him, "Honey, no matter how much you hate me, shall we leave here first?"

"Not good."

"Put the gun down first. It's not a toy." Being pointed at with a gun by Chen An, Ivanov had to say.

"This is certainly not a toy, Ivanov." Before the words, Chen An shot Ivanov directly in the leg.