mijobooks Chapter 24 is technically decent, but the quality is a bit lacking.
Chapter 24 is technically decent, but the quality is a bit lacking.
Wen Wubin was drawing tiles at the mahjong table when he received the text message from Huang Mao.
Sitting opposite him was Lin Yanya.
She wore a low-cut black bodysuit tonight, revealing a striking white patch below her collarbone, which was particularly eye-catching under the harsh white lights of the mahjong parlor.
Wen Wubin glanced at it, but his heart remained unmoved.
I've seen everything I wanted to see and done everything I wanted to do.
He's not very interested in Lin Yanya's body now; what he finds more valuable are the details she tells him about Wang Guanxi.
"You mean that guy pursued you back in junior high?" Wen Wubin asked.
Lin Yanya played a card, her tone carrying a nonchalant air of "that's all in the past."
"yes."
"You didn't agree?"
"I had high standards back then, I wouldn't have been interested in him."
After saying this, Lin Yanya felt a little uneasy.
It's not a question of whether she's good enough for someone anymore, it's a question of whether others are good enough for her.
Wen Wubin drew another card, but didn't play it. He just held it in his hand and turned it around.
"You said last time that he bought the SF Express delivery station in the development zone?"
"Yes, it was handed over to his childhood friend to manage. That childhood friend is Zhang Yanfen's husband, Wang Defa."
When Lin Yanya mentioned Zhang Yanfen, her tone was noticeably sour.
"That woman is always showing off on her WeChat Moments, saying things like 'My husband became a station manager' and 'My husband has worked so hard.' It annoys me."
Wen Wubin didn't respond to that.
He strung the information together in his mind.
Wang Guanxi's parents divorced early in his life. He had good grades in junior high school and is a low-key person. He recently returned from Shanghai, bought a hotel, and drove a car worth over a million yuan.
"You call him honest and low-key?" Wen Wubin sneered. "An honest man driving a million-dollar luxury car to get a foot massage every day?"
Lin Yanya was taken aback.
She didn't know that Wang Guanxi went to get a foot massage.
"Did he go to get his feet washed?" she asked.
"My brother has been watching him for several days, going to see him every night without fail."
Wen Wubin slammed his cards on the table and won.
Lin Yanya fell silent.
She was thinking about something else.
Wang Guanxi is rich and single. The fact that he goes to a foot massage parlor every night shows that he has no women around him and is full of energy.
This is an opportunity.
She needs to hurry.
. . . . . .
The next afternoon, Wang Guanxi was lying on the sofa in the penthouse scrolling through his phone when his WeChat suddenly buzzed. It was a message from Liang, the lobby manager of Day and Night.
The message read: "Mr. Wang, our boss is interested in discussing investing in our club with you. Would it be convenient for you to come over tonight?"
Wang Guanxi smiled and replied, "No problem."
He tossed his phone aside and stretched.
We need to discuss serious matters tonight, so I need to bring someone along to make things easier.
He thought for a moment and then dialed Wang Defa's number.
"Defa, are you free tonight?"
Wang Defa's voice came from the other end of the phone, and there was some background noise, like someone was moving things.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Come with me somewhere, we're going to discuss some business."
"Okay, what time?"
. . . . . .
At 7:30 p.m., Wang Guanxi appeared on time at the SF Express station in the development zone.
After he got out of the car, Wang Defa got into the driver's seat, and Wang Guanxi opened the car door and got into the passenger seat.
"Let's go, day and night."
"Going to get a foot massage again?"
Wang Defa asked as he started the car.
"No foot washing today, let's talk business."
Wang De was stunned for a moment, but didn't ask any further questions.
He's completely convinced of Wang Guanxi's authority now; whatever he says goes, so why ask so many questions?
The car entered the main road and headed towards the direction of day and night.
On the way, Wang Guanxi briefly told him what they were going to discuss that night.
"Investment day and night?"
Wang Defa was a little surprised, "Is that the foot massage parlor we went to before?"
"right."
"That place... to be honest, it's not very good. The decor is old and the technicians are old too."
"That's why we need to make changes," Wang Guanxi said. "There's room for improvement when things aren't great. If someone else's business is booming, why should I invest?"
Wang Defa thought about it and agreed that this made sense.
. . . . . .
At 8 p.m., the Zunjie S800 stopped precisely at the entrance of Day and Night.
Ah Liang was already standing at the door waiting. As soon as he saw the black and silver two-tone car, a smile immediately spread across his face.
He jogged over to meet him and opened the car door for Wang Guanxi.
"Mr. Wang, you've arrived! Please come in!"
Wang Guanxi got out of the car, and Wang Defa followed behind.
The three of them walked through the lobby, down the long, wallpapered corridor, and arrived at the door of the innermost office.
Ah Liang knocked on the door.
"Come in."
A middle-aged man's voice came from inside.
Ah Liang pushed open the door and stepped aside to let Wang Guanxi go in first.
The office isn't big, about 20 square meters. The decor is a bit better than outside, but not by much.
A dark brown boss's table, behind which is a row of bookshelves, filled with a few books and some miscellaneous ornaments.
A calligraphy scroll hangs on the wall, bearing the four characters "海纳百川" (meaning "the sea accepts all rivers"), written in crooked and distorted characters, resembling the work of some wandering calligrapher.
A man in his forties was sitting behind the boss's desk.
He had a buzz cut, a square face, wore a dark blue polo shirt, a jade pendant around his neck, and a gold ring on his finger.
He looked like the kind of small business owner you see most often in a county town; he didn't have much of an aura, but he was definitely not someone to mess with.
This is Chung Chiu-lung, the boss of Day and Night.
There was a woman sitting next to him.
She was in her early thirties, with short hair, wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing a slender, white wrist.
She wasn't strikingly beautiful, but she was pleasing to the eye; her features were well-proportioned, and she had a capable air about her.
As for her figure, it's all curves in the right places, and the white shirt is stretched out in a beautiful way.
Wang Guanxi glanced at it again, but only once.
When Chung Chao-lung saw Wang Guanxi enter, he stood up and extended his hand.
"Young man Edison Chen, I've heard so much about you."
"Mr. Zhong, you're too kind."
The two shook hands.
Chung Chiu-lung looked Wang Guanxi up and down.
This young man looks quite young, and his clothes are very ordinary. He doesn't look like someone who can afford a Zunjie S800 at all.
In his eyes, rich young men either drive sports cars to make a ruckus or drive BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes to show off. Why would they buy a car like the Zunjie S800, which has only been on the market for a short time?
Maybe this car belonged to his father and he just borrowed it to show off.
Zhong Zhaolong then looked at Wang Defa.
"Who is this?"
"My brother, Wang Defa," Wang Guanxi said. "If I'm not around for anything in the future, you can just contact him."
Zhong Zhaolong smiled and nodded, and shook hands with Wang Defa as well.
"Sit down, sit down, don't stand."
The four people sat down on the sofa.
The woman next to Zhong Zhaolong stood up, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, and poured a cup of tea for each of the four people.
The movements were very skillful; when pouring tea, the wrist was slightly raised, and the tea flowed in a thin line without spilling a single drop.
"This is our club's treasurer, Sister Hong," Zhong Zhaolong introduced.
Hong Jie looked up and smiled at Wang Guanxi.
"Hello, Mr. Wang."
The voice wasn't loud, but it was clear, carrying the competence of a professional woman.
Wang Guanxi nodded without saying anything more.
After pouring the tea, Sister Hong sat back down next to Zhong Zhaolong, took out a notebook and a pen from her bag, and looked ready to take notes at any time.
Chung Chao-lung picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked at Wang Guanxi with a smile.
"Hey Edison, I heard you've been coming to our club for foot massages a lot lately. What do you think of our service?"
He didn't immediately talk about investing; instead, he chatted casually first.
This is a common business tactic: first build rapport, then discuss business.
Wang Guanxi picked up his teacup and took a sip.
The tea wasn't anything special; it was just ordinary Tieguanyin, brewed a bit too strong, and had a slightly bitter taste.
He put down his teacup and said honestly.
"The technology is okay, but the quality is a bit lacking."