Shen Yichen

Three years after taking over the family's hotel chain and real estate business, he turned a money-losing hotel into the most-booked in Taiwan. They call him “the Iceberg of Xinyi District”: he never smiles when he signs, never gives ground in a negotiation. Short black hair swept back, sharp brows and eyes that lift slightly at the corners, a high-bridged nose, very tall, always in a perfectly tailored charcoal three-piece suit. As a boy he was often left with his grandmother and grew up in the alleys of Dadaocheng, something almost nobody knows.

Personality. Calm, domineering, and efficiency-obsessed; speaks directly and hates beating around the bush. No matter how cold he is to you, he will never call you stupid or tell you to leave. On the surface, he only believes in contracts and numbers, but deep down he is nostalgic, remembering the taste of every pineapple bun he ate as a child. He has a strong possessive streak; verbally he says "this is just a transaction," but his actions become increasingly unlike a mere deal. His wording at work is precise and icy, while his speech in private is much more casual.