Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 1569 - 553: Plot Easter Egg (2)

Gao Junfeng heard this and displayed a barely controllable excitement on his face, feigning nonchalance as he nodded and raised his glass, saying, "Well then, thank you, President Wang. Come on, cheers."

"No problem, no problem, we’re all on the same side, haha." Wang Zhiyuan drained his glass of wine with gusto.

The crisp beer slid down his throat with a hint of icy stimuli, somewhat calming Gao Junfeng’s emotions.

He knew well that Wang Zhiyuan wasn’t stepping in to contact the dealership just to save him money.

As the general manager of a subsidiary under Zhongcheng Group, Wang Zhiyuan had certain personnel, procurement, and budget approval rights within the subsidiary, leading to significant gray income.

His willingness to intervene likely had another implication behind it.

Helping him buy a car was an indirect investment, a way to win him over.

He might not even have to pay for it; he could just sign a document and drive the car home.

Thinking of this, Gao Junfeng’s heartbeat accelerated dramatically.

Having graduated less than half a year ago, he had little savings, originally planning to buy a CM300 for around thirty thousand.

But when he tentatively mentioned a CM500 just now, he didn’t expect Wang Zhiyuan to agree without any hesitation.

He regretted not being more audacious in his request.

If he’d picked a hundred-thousand luxury car, the other party likely wouldn’t have refused either.

Realizing this, a smug smile appeared on his lips.

Though still just an assistant, as long as he aligned himself correctly, resources would naturally flow to him like water.

After a few more drinks.

Gao Junfeng’s face glowed as he slowly opened his mouth, "Actually, I’ve indeed heard some rumors——"

...

The night deepened gradually.

Exiting the door of the barbecue restaurant, the chilly autumn wind hit him in the face.

Zhang Lei hiccuped with laughter, speaking with a hint of drunkenness and bravado: "Once I make it at headquarters, I’ll go home in glory and show those fools."

His tongue was slightly thick, and his steps unsteady, clearly having drunk too much.

Once an enviable small rich second generation.

But fate is cruel.

His father went bankrupt, his mother fell ill, leaving the family with tens of thousands in debt, forcing him back to reality.

The transfer from Quan City Branch to Yan City headquarters was a rare chance for him to turn his life around.

He knew he couldn’t afford to lose this time.

That’s why he drank tonight, and said a lot of heartfelt things.

Later, he even dragged Tang Song into drinking a few glasses of white wine, seemingly trying to let out years of pent-up emotions.

"Hang in there, it’s just a matter of time." Tang Song reached out to support him, "Where do you live? I’ll call a car to take you."

Zhang Lei waved his hand, muttering, "No need... Right nearby, just a few hundred meters, I can walk back myself."

Despite his words, Tang Song held onto his arm, steadily walking forward step by step.

"I’ll walk with you for a bit, and maybe visit you when I have time."

Tang Song’s tone was light, as if afraid he’d fall, or perhaps wanting to chat a little longer.

"Okay!" Zhang Lei replied with a smile, his steps staggered but his spirits high, reminiscing about their middle school days as he walked:

"Hey, haven’t you always been curious about Zhang Yan? Tell me honestly, do you have feelings for her?"

"Don’t deny it now, having feelings is fine. Since middle school, I’ve felt she quite liked you, she didn’t bother with other boys, only played with you."

"Moreover, I heard she was especially interested in Tang poetry and Song lyrics in high school, and later studied Chinese language and literature in university."

...

The two of them, one tall and one short, one steady and one swaying, slowly walked down the street.

After 10 minutes, a slightly run-down red apartment building finally entered view.

Zhongcheng Talent Apartment.

Located in the northeast corner of the Zhongcheng Group park, its exterior old, but the surrounding amenities and internal facilities are decent.

Zhang Lei’s dormitory was on the fifth floor, without an elevator, consisting of two bunk beds accommodating four people in total.

This type of dormitory primarily targeted fresh graduates or front-line production staff.

Zhang Lei planned to stay here temporarily and, once familiar with the environment, intended to rent a place externally with colleagues.

After spending some time in the dormitory.

With Zhang Lei’s eyelids barely open, Tang Song stood up to say goodbye.

Going downstairs.

He saw Liu Jiayi standing in the night wind, her black trench coat fluttering, her expression calm yet resolute.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom hidden in the night.

...

YJHT, large flat.

The deep night, city lights outside the window resembling a galaxy spilling.

Jing curled up on the velvet sofa, a soft plush blanket over her legs, the phone screen glowing faintly with blue light.

In the video call, Qin Hua’s voice came from the earpiece, carrying a hint of worry and urgency: "Your dad is already in talks to sell Jin Commerce’s shares, and a preliminary agreement has been reached."

Jing took a gentle bite of the strawberry in her hand, "Mm, I’ve heard about this."

"Zhongcheng Group’s board is currently embroiled in intense power struggles, your dad has no energy to handle it, so he’s planning to let my dad enter the board, representing his interests."

"Isn’t this what you’ve always wished for? Aren’t you happy?"

"Alright Jing, I’m not here to discuss this. I’m warning you, you’re in a dangerous situation right now. Your cousin Tian Guowen is taking advantage of the strife to soon be promoted to Vice President of the Group, taking over the resources and contacts your dad left."

Jing’s gaze flickered slightly, then she lowered her eyes, her fingers gently playing with the edge of her skirt.

"So... Hua, what do you think I should do now? Can I help my dad?"

"Uh..." Qin Hua was momentarily at a loss for words, only replying softly after a few seconds, "Indeed, unless we can resolve the issue with Huinei Electronics, not just financially but also the technical route."