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Chapter 559: This is troublesome.

A few days later, Huang Shanqing hosted a business cocktail party at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel on Huaihai Road. He extended invitations to the heads of hundreds of real estate companies across the country to attend the business cocktail party in Shanghai.

For example, real estate companies such as Vanke, Wanda, China Overseas, Chinese Estates, Hechuang, and Guangda are all pioneers and leaders in the domestic real estate industry. Of course, there are also some small regional real estate developers.

Since the hotel wasn't too far from Sinan Road where Huang Xiaochuan was staying, Huang Xiaochuan, dressed casually, walked to the hotel with two attendants.

Before even arriving at the hotel, Huang Xiaochuan saw cars constantly driving into the hotel lobby entrance. The doormen were extremely busy opening the doors for one luxury car after another, and the people getting out of them were all real estate tycoons.

Huang Xiaochuan strolled leisurely to the lobby entrance, and just as he was about to go in, a BMW 760 stopped beside him. The doorman opened the car door, and two people got out.

"Huang Xiaochuan?"

When Huang Xiaochuan heard someone call his name, he subconsciously turned his head to look. He didn't expect it to be him.

Dressed in designer clothes and wearing a Rolex gold watch, looking every bit the successful man, Bian Wo walked up to Huang Xiaochuan: "What's up, old classmate? Don't you recognize me?"

"I'd recognize you even if you were ashes," Huang Xiaochuan thought to himself, but he replied casually, "Bian Wo, long time no see!"

Bian Wo asked, "Huang Xiaochuan, it's been many years since we last met, hasn't it? At least five years, right? Where are you working now?"

Huang Xiaochuan replied dismissively, "I'm just a teacher now, but you seem to be doing quite well!"

"Who is Bian Wo?" asked the balding man in his fifties who got out of the car with Bian Wo.

Bian Wo said to him, "Dad! This is a high school classmate of mine."

Bian Zhengze glanced at Huang Xiaochuan, noticing his casual attire and youth, and dismissed him. He frowned, then pointed to his watch and urged Bian Wo, "It's getting late, hurry up and go in. It's impolite to be late."

Bian Wo replied, "Understood, Dad."

Then Bian Wo said smugly to Huang Xiaochuan, "I'm not talking to you anymore. My dad and I are here to attend a business cocktail party. The organizer is the Singapore Jiaming Group, and they've invited real estate tycoons from home and abroad. It's a very high-class event. If it weren't for the fact that each invitation only allows two people in, I would have taken you in to broaden your horizons."

Huang Xiaochuan chuckled and said, "Thanks, but you'd better hurry inside. Your dad's been urging you, don't be late."

Bian Wo patted Huang Xiaochuan on the shoulder: "I'll treat you to dinner another day!"

After saying that, he turned around and followed Bian Zhengze into the hotel.

Huang Xiaochuan thought to himself, "You didn't even leave a phone number, and you said you'd treat me to a meal? Don't be ridiculous!"

The father and son walked and talked.

"What does your classmate do?"

"He said he was a teacher, but I hadn't seen him for many years. A few years ago, I don't know who he borrowed a Lexus from to go home for the New Year, and he was showing off in front of me." Bian Wo still remembered the incident that happened in the grain bureau's family compound.

Bian Zhengze admonished Bian Wo, saying, "You should stay away from people like him who are so vain."

"Okay, Dad!"

Huang Xiaochuan overheard the father and son's conversation. He smiled, shook his head, and followed them into the hotel at a leisurely pace.

Upon arriving at the banquet hall entrance, Huang Xiaochuan showed his invitation to the security guard at the door and went inside.

After entering, Huang Xiaochuan casually found an inconspicuous spot to sit down and looked at the real estate tycoons he was familiar with from his previous life, such as Wang Shitou, Xiao Mutou, Sun Wenjie, Ning Gaoning, Yang Guoqiang, Tang Junnian, and others. The couple with the tall woman and short man were obviously Pan Shiyi and his wife.

These bigwigs gathered in twos and threes, chatting and laughing. To be honest, these real estate tycoons are not as wealthy as they are ten or twenty years from now, but they are still a very powerful group in China at this time.

A short while later, Nan Hui, dressed in a formal gown, entered the banquet hall. Although she was over forty, she was still incredibly beautiful and charming. Coupled with her status as the president of Guangda Real Estate Group, she instantly became the focus of attention in the banquet hall. The real estate tycoons present all greeted Nan Hui.

Nan Hui smiled and nodded slightly in response.

Holding his business card, Bian Zhengze stepped forward and introduced himself to Nan Hui, saying, "Hello, Ms. Nan! I am Bian Zhengze from Zhengtai Real Estate Company. I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with Guangda Real Estate."

Nan Hui glanced at him and gestured for her assistant to take the business card.

At this moment, Huang Shanqing walked towards Nan Hui. Before he even arrived, he extended his hand and said, "President Nan, seeing you makes me realize what it means to be honored to be in your humble abode."

Nan Hui left Bian Zhengze aside and shook hands with Huang Shanqing: "President Huang, you flatter me."

Huang Shanqing was very polite to this most powerful female real estate developer in mainland China. His first choice for a partner was Guangda Real Estate, because Guangda Real Estate held a large number of high-quality land plots in Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen. Moreover, according to prior business research, Guangda Real Estate was the strongest real estate company in China, without exception.

Rumors circulated that the head of this real estate company was an exceptionally beautiful woman, and seeing her today, he was certain that the rumors were true. Huang Shanqing was momentarily distracted and couldn't bear to let go of Nan Hui's hand.

Nan Hui was a little annoyed, and she subtly pulled her hand away from Huang Shanqing's.

Huang Shanqing, being a seasoned businessman, quickly recovered from his embarrassment and said, "Please make yourself at home, Mr. Nan. I have other matters to attend to, so please excuse me for a moment."

Nan Hui nodded slightly: "Please go ahead, Mr. Huang!"

Before anyone else could exchange pleasantries with Nan Hui, Bian Zhengze approached her again and said, "President Nan, your company seems to have a piece of land in Futian District, Shenzhen that has been sitting idle for a long time. I have a cooperation proposal here, and I hope you can take a look when you have time."

Just then, Nan Hui happened to see Huang Xiaochuan sitting in the corner, leisurely looking around while drinking champagne.

Nan Hui's eyes lit up, and she immediately abandoned Bian Zhengze and headed towards Huang Xiaochuan.

"Mr. Huang, you're here too?"

Huang Xiaochuan was observing the real estate tycoons one by one. Most of them were in their prime, full of vigor and confidence, exuding an air of authority. When he heard Nan Hui's voice, Huang Xiaochuan turned his head back, and after recognizing Nan Hui, he said calmly, "You're here too!"

Nan Hui adjusted her long skirt and sat down next to Huang Xiaochuan. Huang Xiaochuan immediately felt enveloped in a fragrance.

"I had some things to take care of at home, so I came here on the way. Did Jiaming Group invite you as well?" Nan Hui was really puzzled by Huang Xiaochuan's appearance here, because Huang Xiaochuan was a low-key person and few people knew his true identity. In addition, he rarely appeared in this kind of business occasion, so his appearance here puzzled Nan Hui.

Huang Xiaochuan guessed Nan Hui's thoughts from the expression on her face and explained the reason: "Huang Yanguang of Jiamei Group is my great-uncle within five degrees of kinship, and Huang Shanqing is my uncle."

Nan Hui covered her mouth in surprise; she really hadn't expected Huang Xiaochuan to have this kind of relationship with Jiamei Group.

Worried that Nan Hui might treat Huang Shanqing differently because of this relationship, Huang Xiaochuan instructed Nan Hui again: "You don't need to worry about my relationship with Jiamei Group. Jiamei Group is holding this party to get to know domestic real estate developers and find one or more partners. However, Guangda Real Estate should not get involved in this."

Nan Hui nodded: "Then I understand."

Bian Zhengze clearly saw the close conversation between Huang Xiaochuan and Nan Hui. He naturally knew who the young man sitting next to Nan Hui was. Wasn't he the young man he met at the hotel entrance? Moreover, he was his son's high school classmate. Why was he so familiar with Nan Hui of Guangda Real Estate? Why was he here?

For a moment, Bian Zhengze's mind was filled with questions.

He called Bian Wo over and, pointing towards Huang Xiaochuan and Nan Hui, asked, "What exactly does your classmate do?"

Bian Wo looked in the direction his father was pointing and exclaimed, "Huh? What's he doing here? And chatting so amiably with that middle-aged man? Wait a minute, isn't that middle-aged man Nan Hui from Guangda Real Estate?"

Could this guy be a kept man, relying on his handsome looks to be kept by Nan Hui?

Thinking of this, Bian Wo felt a pang of jealousy. He resented Huang Xiaochuan again. Back in school, he had liked Qin Yu, but Qin Yu liked Huang Xiaochuan and ignored him. Because of this, he regarded Huang Xiaochuan as a rival in love.

I haven't seen him for seven or eight years. I never expected that this guy would actually be living off a woman.

Huang Xiaochuan never expected that someone would think of him as a gigolo.

Bian Wo answered Bian Zhengze's question: "He told me he was a teacher, Dad! Do you think he might be being kept by that woman?"

Upon hearing his son's words, Bian Zhengze also felt that such a possibility existed.

Because of Nan Hui's actions, many people present turned their attention to Huang Xiaochuan. After whispering among themselves, they realized that almost no one recognized the young man, and they couldn't help but become curious about Huang Xiaochuan's identity.

Huang Xiaochuan also noticed that Bian Zhengze and his son were looking in his direction.

Bian Zheng whispered a few words into Bian Wo's ear, and Bian Wo nodded.

Huang Shanqing also witnessed Nan Hui and Huang Xiaochuan together. He couldn't understand how his cousin could be so familiar with Nan Hui. In that case, it was a good thing.

Huang Shanqing apologized to Xu Maorong of Maoye Real Estate: "Mr. Xu, I'm sorry, I have some other matters to attend to. Please make yourself at home!"

"Mr. Huang, you go ahead with your work!" Xu Maorong smiled and watched Huang Shanqing leave before going off to chat with someone he knew.

Huang Shanqing, holding a wine glass, quickly walked up to Huang Xiaochuan and Nan Hui.

"Xiao Chuan! Why didn't you tell me you were coming? What are you doing sitting here? Do you know President Nan?"

Before Huang Xiaochuan could answer Huang Shanqing's question, Nan Hui took the initiative to say, "I have attended many of Professor Huang's lectures and gained a lot of inspiration from them. I have benefited greatly from them, so I am an old acquaintance of Professor Huang."

Huang Shanqing looked enlightened and said, "Oh, I see." He was even more convinced of Huang Xiaochuan's abilities.

The three chatted for a while, then Huang Xiaochuan made an excuse to get some drinks and temporarily parted ways with the two, leaving Nan Hui and Huang Shanqing to continue their conversation.

Meanwhile, Bian Wo, who had been waiting for a long time, caught up with Huang Xiaochuan.

"Old classmate, wait a minute!"

Huang Xiaochuan stopped and looked at Bian Wo.

Bian Wo walked up to Huang Xiaochuan and said, "Old classmate, I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Huang Xiaochuan glanced at Bian Wo indifferently and politely declined, saying, "What help can a schoolteacher like me offer you?"

Bian Wo seemed oblivious to Huang Xiaochuan's underlying meaning: "I see you're quite familiar with General Manager Nan of Guangda Real Estate! Our company is actually looking to collaborate with General Manager Nan's Guangda Real Estate on the development of the B106 plot in Futian District, Shenzhen. If you put in a good word for us, I'll give you this amount after it's done!"

Bian Wo waved one hand up and down in front of Huang Xiaochuan.

Huang Xiaochuan refused without even thinking. What a joke! He had instructed Nan Hui to do this with the land storage plots. He had never thought about cooperating with anyone to develop it. Besides, the later the development, the higher the returns. He had nothing to do with money.

Seeing that Huang Xiaochuan refused without even considering it, Bian Wo threatened, "I'm giving you the honor of being called an old classmate and giving you a chance to make money. If you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for exposing your story of being a kept woman to the newspapers and media, and making you lose all your dignity."

A cold glint flashed in Huang Xiaochuan's eyes, and he said with a half-smile, "Heh, do you think I'm easily scared?"

Bian Wo said arrogantly, "You can try it if you don't believe me. I've even thought of a title for you: 'A well-known female real estate tycoon in China has been keeping a male teacher as her lover for a long time. Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?'"

Huang Xiaochuan looked coldly at Bian Wo: "Go ahead and try."

Just then, a voice came from behind them: "Mr. Huang, are you alright?"

Bian Wo turned his head and saw that it was Nan Hui who was speaking.

Huang Xiaochuan waved his hand to indicate that he was fine: "I'm fine, but this Mr. Bian thinks that I am being kept by you and wants to tell his delusions to the media, ruining our reputations."

Upon hearing this, and considering the respectful way Nan Hui addressed Huang Xiaochuan earlier, Bian Wo immediately sensed something was amiss.

Nan Hui was furious after hearing Huang Xiaochuan's words. She said to Bian Wo, "You're from Chint Real Estate, right? I guarantee that Chint will never be able to acquire another piece of land in Shenzhen!"

Upon hearing these threatening words, Bian Wo felt a cold sweat break out on his back for no apparent reason. His company had recently encountered a major problem. A number of homebuyers were cancelling their purchases due to a subway rerouting issue. That's why he thought of the land owned by Guangda Real Estate, which was adjacent to the subway. Guangda Real Estate's land was not affected by the subway rerouting. If they cooperated with Guangda Real Estate, they could merge the two lands for development and then continue to claim to the homebuyers that the property was close to Subway Line 2.

At this moment, Bian Wo began to wonder about Huang Xiaochuan's identity. What exactly did Huang Xiaochuan do?

Just then, someone exclaimed in surprise, "Professor Huang? What are you doing here?"

Huang Xiaochuan looked at the man and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his name for a moment.

"Who are you?"

The visitor chuckled, "Professor Huang, you must have a bad memory! I am Wang Baizhou, General Manager of Shenfa Real Estate. Do you remember having dinner with you and Director Ding at Huahong Restaurant once?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaochuan remembered that Shenfa Real Estate had plans to go public, and this Wang Baizhou had used his connections to invite Ding Yi to a banquet once, and Huang Xiaochuan had even been dragged along by Ding Yi to freeload a meal.

"Hello, hello!" Huang Xiaochuan extended his hand and shook hands with Wang Baizhou.

"Professor?" Bian Wo was confused again. Wasn't he supposed to be a teacher? How did he become a professor?

Upon hearing Bian Wo's words, Wang Baizhou pointed to Nan Hui and Bian Wo and asked Huang Xiaochuan, "Professor Huang, who are these two?"

Huang Xiaochuan looked at Bian Wo and said, "I'm not familiar with this person."

Then she introduced him to Wang Baizhou: "This is Ms. Nan Hui from Guangda Real Estate!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Baizhou's eyes lit up immediately. He stepped forward, grasped Nan Hui's hand warmly, and said, "President Nan! I've heard so much about you. I never expected to meet you today. My apologies!"

Nan Hui was a little overwhelmed by Wang Baizhou's enthusiasm.

At this point, the host came on stage. After an opening speech, she said, "Next, please welcome Mr. Huang Shanqing, Vice President of Singapore Jiaming Group, to give a welcome speech! Let's give him a round of applause!"

Amidst applause, Huang Shanqing walked onto the stage.

Ladies and gentlemen

After his speech, Huang Shanqing announced into the microphone: "Next, please welcome Mr. Huang Xiaochuan, the development strategy consultant of Jiaming Group, to the stage to meet everyone and give a speech."

Huang Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, wondering what was going on. Why didn't they give him a heads-up beforehand?

Bian Wo felt another pang of anxiety. Just a moment ago he was a professor, and now he's a strategic development consultant for Jiaming Group? Is he some kind of 72-transformation genius like Sun Wukong? What exactly does Huang Xiaochuan do?

Nan Hui, the head of Guangda Real Estate, the largest real estate developer in China, respectfully calls him Mr. Huang. The vice president of Singapore Jiaming Group also said that Huang Xiaochuan is their strategic advisor. And this CEO of Shenfa Real Estate, who just appeared, calls him Professor Huang.

Bian Wo no longer had time to speculate about Huang Xiaochuan's identity. While Huang Xiaochuan was speaking on stage and Nan Hui and Wang Baizhou were not paying attention to him, he hurriedly went to find Bian Zhengze.

Bian Zhengze stared in shock at the young man who walked onto the stage. Wasn't he supposed to be Nan Hui's kept man? How did he become a strategic advisor for Jiamei Group?

At this moment, Bian Wo anxiously came to Bian Zhengze's side, pulled him aside, and told him what had just happened.

This infuriated Bian Zhengze. His son was a complete idiot, and he had been led astray by him. He had actually believed his son's words and mistakenly thought that the young man on stage was a gigolo. Now it seemed that the young man was not a gigolo at all! He was clearly a distinguished guest of a major real estate company!

Now look what's happened! We've offended the real estate industry for no reason, and this is going to be a real problem!

Chapter 559: This is troublesome, but there's a surprise coming. Click here to unlock now.