Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 277 - 276: This Guy Came Too

Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 277 - 276: This Guy Came Too

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Chapter 277: Chapter 276: This Guy Came Too

"We’re going to Jingcheng!"

Having received his boss’s order, Char, who was driving, began speaking into his headset, instructing Smith to file for a flight path to Jingcheng.

Thanks to Fang Chenyi being the owner of Southern Airlines, applying for a flight path was an extremely simple matter. If that weren’t the case, how could they just fly wherever they wanted, whenever they wanted?

As for why Fang Chenyi was going to Jingcheng, it was for money, of course.

He had a plan: once he arrived, he’d talk to Brother Xiaoma and Old Wang. If things didn’t work out, he’d just sell the stadium to them.

Besides, he had no use for the stadium anyway.

With Southern Airlines on their side, the flight path application went smoothly. An hour later, the Chen Meng was already soaring at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

This time, Fang Chenyi didn’t pilot the plane himself. Instead, he sat on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed.

He sighed helplessly in his heart. ’Sigh, I’m still not working hard enough! It’s been so long since I got the system, yet I can’t even pull together five billion right now. What a joke~’

Of course, Fang Chenyi knew that after this year, the dividends from his companies alone would be more money than he knew what to do with. But that was still several months away.

In the early hours of the morning, the plane landed at Jingcheng Airport.

Due to the time, Fang Chenyi took Char and the others to a nearby hotel to rest.

Early the next morning, Fang Chenyi called Old Wang.

Old Wang was extremely enthusiastic. Upon learning that Fang Chenyi had actually arrived in Jingcheng, he insisted on treating him to lunch.

Principal Wang, in particular, who had just returned from Tokyo, heard that Fang Chenyi was in Jingcheng and, without a second thought, drove directly to Fang Chenyi’s hotel.

"HAHAHA! Brother Fang, you’ve finally come to my turf! Say no more, just leave it to your little brother to take care of you!"

Watching the laughing Principal Wang, Fang Chenyi felt a sense of warmth. After all, arriving in an unfamiliar city and meeting a friend was a very comforting feeling.

"I’m not trying to call you out, Brother Fang, but why didn’t you tell me beforehand that you were coming to Jingcheng? You even stayed in a hotel last night. You’re really making me lose face here~"

Sitting in Principal Wang’s bright red Rolls-Royce, Principal Wang’s mouth never stopped moving.

It had to be said, the traffic in Jingcheng was truly congested. The car moved in fits and starts, and after leaving the hotel at nine in the morning, they only just barely arrived at the Jingcheng Restaurant, where they had agreed to meet Old Wang, at eleven-thirty.

Getting out of the car, he stretched lazily before heading into the restaurant.

As he walked, Fang Chenyi shook his head helplessly. "This traffic is really something else."

"Eh, you get used to it."

As they spoke, Principal Wang led Fang Chenyi to a very elegantly decorated private room.

Just as he pushed the door open, Principal Wang shouted inside:

"Dad, I brought Brother Fang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Wang was already walking over to greet them with a smile on his face:

"HAHAHA, Mr. Fang, welcome, welcome to Jingcheng! Come, come, you must be tired from your journey. Please, have a seat!"

Both Old Wang and his son were incredibly enthusiastic toward Fang Chenyi, so much so that he felt a little embarrassed. But on second thought, it all made sense. After all, Fang Chenyi’s status was simply too formidable. Putting other things aside, whether it was Southern Airlines, Apple, or even Louis Vuitton and Toyota—just counting conglomerates on the scale of the Baida Group, Fang Chenyi owned no fewer than five or six.

And that was only what was publicly known. No one knew how many other major corporations Fang Chenyi had behind him.

In other words, Old Wang knew in his heart that in front of this man, his own endeavors were mere child’s play.

It was for this very reason that Old Wang paid him particular attention.

Between Old Wang’s deliberate attempts to curry favor and Principal Wang’s antics, the atmosphere during the meal was excellent.

After the meal, Old Wang spoke up:

"Younger Brother Fang, what do you say? If you don’t have anything to do this afternoon, how about this old brother takes you for a stroll?"

Old Wang called Fang Chenyi "Younger Brother Fang," while Principal Wang called him "Brother Fang." Although it sounded awkward, there was nothing to be done about it, so they just let each address him in their own way.

"I don’t have anything planned for this afternoon, so I’ll leave it up to the host."

During the meal, Old Wang had repeatedly thanked Fang Chenyi for helping him out during his difficult times, especially by taking on the funds for Baida Film and Television, which had been a huge help to him.

However, Fang Chenyi could also tell that Old Wang was a bit tight on cash right now, so the possibility of selling the stadium to him wasn’t very high.

’Sigh... looks like I’ll have to go ask Brother Xiaoma after all.’

But since Old Wang was being so enthusiastic, he couldn’t very well refuse.

Hearing Fang Chenyi agree, Old Wang immediately burst out laughing:

"Haha, great! Then today, this old brother will take you to a good place. It’s a place ordinary people can’t get into, you know."

Seeing Old Wang’s mysterious expression, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but feel a surge of curiosity. His interest was piqued; he wondered just where this place that ordinary people couldn’t go was.

After leaving the restaurant, the three of them didn’t get into Principal Wang’s red Rolls-Royce, but instead took Old Wang’s Mercedes-Benz.

Even though they had switched cars, the journey was still full of stops and starts. Looking through the car window at the signs on the roadside indicating an 80 km/h speed limit, Fang Chenyi was left speechless. ’An 80 limit? You’d be lucky to hit 20...’

Fortunately, the car was heading toward the outer ring road. After leaving the congested city center, the speed gradually picked up.

Even with the increased speed, it was still about half an hour before the car slowly came to a stop.

"Younger Brother Fang, we’re here. Cars aren’t allowed inside, so we’ll take their electric shuttle."

After explaining this to Fang Chenyi, Old Wang was the first to open his door and get out.

Fang Chenyi followed right behind him.

Getting out of the car, Fang Chenyi’s first impression was one of green hills and clear waters. For a place within the bustling city of Jingcheng, the environment here was quite nice.

Glancing around, he saw rows and rows of luxury cars filling the parking lot. It seemed this place was very popular with the wealthy.

Just then, Old Wang, who was beside him, looked at a car not far away and let out a soft sound of surprise:

"Huh? Jing-XXXX... Xiaoma is here too?"

Following Old Wang’s gaze, Fang Chenyi saw a black Volvo S80L.

This car, worth less than a million, had nothing eye-catching about its appearance or brand emblem among the rows of luxury vehicles. It even felt a bit shabby in comparison.

Therefore, he didn’t quite understand why Old Wang would notice this car with a single glance. He figured it must belong to a friend of his.

"Heh, if he’s your friend, Brother Wang, you should call him over to join us."

Hearing this, Old Wang shook his head with a helpless look and said with a wry smile:

"Haha, that guy is extremely busy. Younger Brother Fang, don’t be fooled by this car. As for its owner... why don’t you take a guess who it is?"

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