newbobooks Chapter 836 The Boss Is Interested
Chapter 836 The Boss Is Interested
Wu Pei immediately left!
After learning that Ma Jing had actually spent 2.1 million yuan to buy a shop, he no longer doubted Zhang Ziqian's financial strength! He originally thought she was just an ordinary office worker, but who knew she was a rich heiress.
Wu Pei, who had initially been quite confident, was now utterly devastated.
"Hey Ziqian, my client is waiting. It involves an investment of over 100 million. I need to go over and talk to him!" Wu Pei ran faster than a rabbit!
"Hasn't he not started working yet?" Ma Jing asked curiously, watching Wu Pei's retreating figure.
Zhang Ziqian replied indifferently, "Why do you care? He's probably a client I met back in Bedford."
Ma Jing wrinkled her nose: "He's here to be the head of the investment department? A senior one? Aren't senior ones responsible for projects worth over 5 million?"
Zhang Ziqian chuckled: "Just listen and forget it. You actually believe it? He just said he wanted to invest in the boss."
Uh--
Ma Jing arrived late and didn't hear it. She turned to Chen Xiao and said, "Brother Chen Xiao, why didn't you agree?"
"Just drink your tea," Chen Xiao glared at her. If he really did that, Wu Pei probably wouldn't last three episodes at the company; she'd be scared away!
There are plenty of people like Wu Pei. Chen Xiao wouldn't get angry with him, and took a sip of his tea: "Cha Lan's Longjing tea this time is quite good!"
"Yes, this is the first batch of Longjing tea from Lion Peak Mountain. We only have 500 grams this time. It cost 400 million to research."
Shaking his head: "It's good, but to say it's worth that much money is a bit of a stretch! Checking it out just makes you look like a rich show-off!"
Zhang Ziqian covered her mouth and smiled faintly. Old Cha was a bit wronged; he spent money and was still called a show-off!
"Indeed, tea at this price is already a financial instrument; drinking it feels like burning money!"
Wu Pei arrived at a private room, knocked lightly a few times, and pushed the door open to go in.
"Oh, Mr. Wu, please come in, please come in!" Inside, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a receding hairline stood up with a beautiful female assistant, greeting him with a smile!
Wu Pei sat down opposite the middle-aged man, still processing the "2.1 million" figure she had just heard about!
"Mr. Wu, would you like some tea?"
"Drink tea?" Wu Pei smacked her lips. She had just had a sip of tea at Chen Xiao's table, and the aroma still lingered on her lips and teeth.
"Longjing, yes, Longjing!" He didn't usually like Longjing tea, but he discovered today how good it was.
After the middle-aged man called the waiter and made the arrangements, Wu Pei leaned back on the sofa and said, "Mr. Liang, I'm leaving Bedford immediately—"
"Ah?", President Liang's face turned pale. Was his financing completely ruined? Although Wu Pei would hand over the reins to someone else after leaving, he had still put a lot of effort into Wu Pei!
"What do you mean, 'I left Bedford,' but I'm still in this industry!"
Because he was still in the industry, although Mr. Liang was initially surprised, he didn't show any distancing. Hearing this, he smiled wryly: "Then, is there still a chance for me to secure funding from Bede?"
Wu Pei shook her head: "Bed isn't very interested in small projects like yours!"
Mr. Liang thought to himself, "Isn't that obvious? If it weren't a small project, would they hire someone as insignificant as you? Which company seeking funding of billions would approach you?"
"Mr. Wu, where are you going right now? In the end, I'll still need your help with this project!"
Wu Pei crossed her legs, which were shaking, looking quite content, without realizing that shaking her legs was impolite and degrading!
"I went to a domestic investment bank."
"Huh? Local government funds?" Mr. Liang's disappointment was palpable; the hope for local government funds had become even slimmer. They claimed their investments were rock-solid, but in reality, they weren't willing to take any risk whatsoever!
Mr. Liang has evaluated his project, and based on his understanding of local funds, he believes it has absolutely no chance! He has sent out his business plan countless times and done numerous roadshows, but it's all been for nothing!
"NO, NO!" Wu Pei gestured back and forth with her hands, looking as pretentious as could be.
Seeing his smug expression, Mr. Liang's heart skipped a beat, and a possibility occurred to him. He suddenly looked up, his face filled with surprise: "Mr. Wu, you wouldn't have gone to Junxiao Capital, would you?"
Yes, yes, that's possible. Wu Pei has experience working at Bedford Capital, so he definitely wouldn't be interested in local funds. His current reaction suggests he's very satisfied with his new job, which could only be Junxiao Capital.
Wu Pei nodded slightly and continued to show off: "Junxiao Capital is very sincere, and I wanted to be closer to home, so I came back!"
"Mr. Wu, Junxiao Capital is great! Although it's not as well-known as Bedford Capital, Junxiao Capital has plenty of funds and is willing to invest early and in small companies, especially in manufacturing and high-tech enterprises. It's easy to get financing from Junxiao Capital!"
Mr. Liang became more and more excited as he spoke. He never expected that Wu Pei would go to Junxiao Capital. Now things are even more stable!
"Mr. Liang, don't worry, I've taken your matter to heart..."
At this moment, the waiter came in and served the tea.
Wu Pei was a little thirsty, so she picked up her cup and took a sip. She was immediately stunned and subconsciously asked the waiter, "What's wrong with you? We ordered Longjing tea, and it's definitely the best Longjing tea. What is this? It tastes like horse piss!"
Upon hearing this, General Manager Liang panicked. He immediately reprimanded the waiter, "Bring me the best, the most expensive Longjing tea! Why didn't you ask me? I thought this was the only kind available!" The latter part of his sentence was clearly an explanation to Wu Pei.
The waiter looked completely bewildered: "Gentlemen, this is the best Longjing tea in our restaurant!"
Hmm? Wu Pei glanced at President Liang, even suspecting that he might have colluded with the waiter beforehand. But that's unlikely; President Liang is a wealthy man, he wouldn't be so stingy as to not spend this little bit of money! Could it be that the drink Zhang Ziqian had was the cheaper one?
That's impossible. I've drunk plenty of good tea before. The tea I just drank was so much better than this one.
"By the way, what kind of tea are they drinking at booth number 6? Get me the same kind!" Wu Pei thought for a moment, feeling that this was definitely the right thing to do!
General Manager Liang immediately said, "Hurry up and do as General Manager Wu instructed!"
The waiter spoke into the walkie-talkie: "Front desk, front desk! What kind of tea did the guests in booth number 6 drink? Please bring them the same tea!"
Soon, Wu Pei and General Manager Liang heard a reply from the front desk over the walkie-talkie: "The tea in booth number 6 was brought by the guest."
Uh--
Okay, Wu Pei finally understood what was going on. She waved for the waiter to leave. "I'll have lemonade!" she said, having tried Chen Xiao's tea, finding this tea utterly unpalatable!
Mr. Liang narrowed his small eyes: "Mr. Wu, my mistake. I have some good tea at home. Next time I invite you, I will definitely bring some good tea."
Wu Pei waved her hand: "Let's talk about it next time! I'm not that interested in tea!"
"So, Mr. Wu likes it?"
"Haha, speaking of things I like, Las Vegas was the most fun back then!"
Suddenly, Mr. Liang slapped his thigh. “Mr. Wu, there’s a great place in Jiangzhou. It can’t compare to Las Vegas, but it’s definitely a thrilling place for us. Besides—” He stopped abruptly!
"What are you saying?" Wu Pei pressed.
Mr. Liang was a little embarrassed and almost let slip—besides, you don't have that much money to squander!
"Ahem! Mr. Wu, how about this, we'll go to [Tianchi Hot Spring] for a bath later, and then go to the top floor for some fun. Don't worry, if we lose, it's on me!"
Wu Pei immediately understood his meaning. She knew that there must be a casino on the top floor of Tianchi Hot Spring. She also understood what President Liang meant: if they lost, it was his responsibility; if they won, it was hers.
Chen Xiao's phone rang. He picked it up and glanced at it; it was Xiao Wu again. How lonely must this guy be, calling his mahjong buddies every other day! Chen Xiao was currently trying to find out the true identity of that "Tianchi Hot Spring" manager, Mr. Zhao, and also needed to complete a system task; otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have bothered with Xiao Wu.
Once I finish my mission, will Xiao Wu be constantly short of one player for the mahjong game?
[Xiao Wu: Chen Xiao, your chance has come! You asked General Manager Yang to get you into General Manager Zhao's party last time. General Manager Zhao seems quite interested in you too, and he wants to invite you over to meet him!]
"Oh?" Chen Xiao's eyes lit up, and he replied instantly, "I'll be there in half an hour!"
After saying that, he stood up and said, "Ziqian, Ma Jing, let's go back!"
Riding his Trek Butterfly, he visited Tianchi Hot Spring again, took a quick shower, changed his clothes, and went upstairs. On the way, he messaged Xiao Wu: "Which private room are you in?"
[Xiao Wu: Bro, aren't you reading my messages? I already said evening, evening!]
Chen Xiao then realized that Xiao Wu had replied earlier, but he hadn't seen it because he was riding his bicycle at the time.
I scratched my head, just then a waiter from the third floor came over: "Hello, esteemed guest, how can I help you?"
"Let's find a private room—"
Chen Xiao had a falling out with Diao Chan a couple of days ago and still doesn't know what's wrong with her acting so strangely. Since Chen Xiao doesn't tolerate women's quirks, he's decided to give her the cold shoulder.
"VIP, do you have a preferred technician?"
Chen Xiao waved his hand: "You can arrange it as you see fit."
The waiter responded and left, closing the door behind him. Chen Xiao was bored in the private room. With half a day to spare before his appointment with Xiao Wu, he sent a message to Cha Lan, asking him to come over so he could show him around the top floor! If there really was another world out there, Chen Xiao felt today might be that Boss Zhao's "auspicious day"! He was unaware that Cha Lan had already become famous here. From the lobby to all the technicians in the company, 99% of them were watching Cha Lan, waiting for his next visit.
And the same goes for No. 23; she hasn't even thought about President Yang these past two days. Her biggest regret is that when she accompanied Cha Lan last time, why wasn't she more proactive? More proactive indeed!
Knock knock knock—
Chen Xiao looked up
"Oh, Mr. Chen!!"
Chen Xiao nodded. He recognized the woman who came in; she seemed to be technician number 88. Once, in the card room, Diao Chan was busy, and he had come over to sit for a while.
Number 88 looked around and asked, "Mr. Chen, isn't your friend, Mr. Cha, here?"
No wonder Lao Cha doesn't like people calling him Boss Cha. It sounds really awkward. At first glance, it sounds like "friend of a bastard!"
"He didn't come—" Chen Xiao replied casually. He didn't explain that he had called Cha Lan and that Cha Lan would be here soon.
After saying that, Chen Xiao lowered his head and played on his phone, not saying a word the whole time! Number 88 was a little afraid of him, and was wondering to herself why he hadn't come to see Number 8 today.
An hour later, Chen Xiao checked the time and saw that Cha Lan had already arrived downstairs!
"You can stay for another hour!" Was this an extension? Number 88 was delighted: "Okay, Mr. Chen, I'll go out and add the extra time!"
Chen Xiao nodded: "Oh, right, call another technician over later."
Just as he was about to leave, Number 88 responded and casually asked, "Mr. Chen, is your friend coming?"
"It's that old Cha you've been talking about!"
"General Manager Cha?"
He probably prefers to be called Old Cha, the security guard!
That means he's definitely going to get away with this. Number 88 bit his lip, wondering which sly fox will get the better deal this time!
Back in the technician's room, she saw Diao Chan scrolling through Douyin on the sofa. She walked over mysteriously and asked, "Number 8, do you know who my client is today?"
Diao Chan looked up at her, a thought flashing through her mind. But she quickly replied calmly, "Which of your good brothers?"
Number 88 boasted, "It's President Chen!" He then stared intently at Diao Chan, hoping to see anger on her face. Number 88 was overjoyed; to snatch Number 8's only time slot was definitely awesome.
Diao Chan said "oh" and then looked down at her phone, as if number 88 was invisible!
Number 88 was a little afraid of her, and seeing her cold attitude, he didn't dare to provoke her anymore. Anyway, he had already gotten his revenge, so it didn't matter!
"Hey, I need another technician in this private room. Anyone want to sign up?" It was afternoon, and it was summer, so business at the hot spring resort was slow. There were dozens of foot massage technicians in this technician room, but many of them couldn't get a session.
Several people immediately signed up. There were also people nearby who knew about the relationship between President Chen and Diao Chan that No. 88 was talking about, and they deliberately teased, "What's wrong, No. 88? Are you advising President Chen to have a threesome?"
Number 88 smiled smugly: "It's that Mr. Cha who's coming soon! Mr. Chen asked me to make the arrangements. Now let's see who signs up?"
wow——
In a flash, everyone in the technician room, except for Diao Chan (number 8) who seemed to have not heard anything, crowded in!
"Number 88, I... I... please take care of him!"
"It has to be me, number 88, we're like sisters!"
Diao Chan chuckled as she listened. Like sisters? More like plastic flower sisters. They had a falling out just a few days ago over an hour.
Just then, someone said, "Number 88, call me! I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"
"Pick me, and I'll send you a 100 yuan red envelope!"
"I'll send 200!"
"I'll send 500!"
Number 88's eyes lit up. Such a good deal? "Okay, okay, Number 58, you're the one!" He'd made the 500 yuan just fine!
Number 58 was also very excited. Last time, Number 23 worked 2500 hours, so even if it's one zero less today, it's fine!
They left the technician's room together. Diao Chan checked her phone; there were no message notifications on Chen Xiao's profile picture. She continued scrolling through Douyin (TikTok) as if nothing had happened, but she had absolutely no idea what the videos were about!
Cha Lan scurried into the private room, immediately explaining, "Mr. Chen, I'm so sorry. I was in a meeting at the company when you sent the message, and my phone was on silent and lying to the side!"
He waved his hand: "It's alright. A little later, once the [Heavenly Pool Hot Spring] is full, you can take me to the top floor!" (End of Chapter)