CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 52 CIGARS ARE NOT AS GOOD AS CIGARETTES

"I’m telling you, Yang Chen! You’re my bodyguard, not my bodyguard; your task is to protect me, not hinder my work, do you understand?" Wei Qingzhong had just left when Wei Xueqing started pointing at Yang Chen and snapped.

Yang Chen sat casually in the ergonomic chair, comfortably rocking back and forth.

Seeing Yang Chen’s careless demeanor made Wei Xueqing even more furious, as it seemed he hadn’t taken her words seriously.

"Let me tell you, the entire company’s operational management power is in my hands now. If you affect my work, you’ll affect the operation of the entire company! If you alone cause the group to lose, you’ll be packing up and getting out immediately!" Wei Xueqing said angrily.

Yang Chen struggled to open half an eye, glanced at Wei Xueqing, and muttered, "I am just a bodyguard, protecting your safety is my duty, I can’t interfere in other matters."

"You!" Wei Xueqing was furious, her pretty eyes pointed at Yang Chen.

"Hahaha!" A cheerful laugh came from outside, "I could smell cigarettes from afar, is there any left? Give me, old man, a stick!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Chen quickly stood up.

No matter what, respect for elders is essential.

Wei Xueqing saw Zhang Xingzhou coming in, and her eyes couldn’t help but brighten.

She read a book that specifically talked about Zhang Xingzhou’s business history during the early reforms, known as his bold and aggressive commercial journey, with those nerve-racking investments surprisingly yielding high returns.

Among the people Wei Xueqing knew, Zhang Xingzhou was the only one able to manage multiple underrated industries, ensuring every industry obtained sufficient profits!

She had read many other books, such as biographies of billionaires.

Wei Xueqing learned a lot from these, but these people seemed unreachable, while Zhang Xingzhou was from Flame Country, from Ningchuan, and right before her eyes.

This made Wei Xueqing very excited.

In the eyes of others, Zhang Xingzhou might seem a frail old man, but in Wei Xueqing’s eyes, he was a shining assemblage of commercial essence!

"Elder Zhang!" Yang Chen smiled and nodded slightly.

Zhang Xingzhou appeared very happy, came up and patted Yang Chen’s shoulder, "Young man, didn’t expect to meet again, have a cigarette? Give me one."

If those who cracked their heads open trying to meet Zhang Xingzhou saw this scene, they’d be astonished.

With Zhang Xingzhou’s status, what kind of smoke couldn’t he get? Even gold-plated, silver-plated, diamond-plated are no problem, filling with premium ingredients without feeling wasteful.

But oddly enough, a person of his stature still asked a young man, who seemed only in his twenties, for a few bucks a pack cigarette, truly baffling.

As a fellow smoker, Yang Chen would never refuse such a request.

He instinctively pulled a cigarette box and lighter from his pocket, "Only cigarettes."

"Bring it, quickly!" Zhang Xingzhou seemed very excited.

Zhang Qishan, standing next to him, complained, "Dad, what did the doctor tell you!"

Zhang Xingzhou waved his hand, signaling not to bother.

Wei Qingzhong saw this, quickly approached his desk, and picked up a box of cigars, "Elder Zhang, Xiaoyang, I have fine cigars here."

Zhang Xingzhou waved his hand, "No, can’t get used to it, still prefer cigarettes!"

Wei Qingzhong smiled bitterly, seeing that the thousand-dollar premium cigar was not as good as a few-dollar pack of cigarettes.

He also noticed that Zhang Xingzhou wasn’t necessarily looking to smoke, but showed favorable feelings toward Yang Chen.

Wei Qingzhong couldn’t help but secretly praise Yang Chen’s luck in gaining Zhang Xingzhou’s favor.

If not for working as a bodyguard here, following Zhang Xingzhou, he would certainly have assets worth millions, even billions, within a few years!

Zhang Xingzhou held the cigarette in his mouth and said to Yang Chen, "Come, lend me a light!"

Yang Chen glanced at the sensor on the ceiling and said to Zhang Xingzhou, "Elder, there’s a high-sensitivity sensor here, why don’t we go to the window and smoke outside, the smell dissipates quickly!"

Wei Xueqing listened to this and felt something was off.

Did she just scold Yang Chen like this before?

She glanced at Yang Chen, feeling he seemed particularly stingy at this moment, and couldn’t help but purse her lips.

Wei Qingzhong quickly said, "No problem, no problem, smoke here is fine, I sometimes smoke while chatting with friends here."

"Still, let’s go to the window to smoke, you all stay here, chat freely, I’ll go out with Xiaoyang to smoke." Saying this, Zhang Xingzhou walked out.

Yang Chen quietly followed behind.

Watching Yang Chen and Zhang Xingzhou head out, the expressions of the four remaining were mixed.

To know, until now, only three people have won the chance to talk alone with Zhang Xingzhou.

One is now the city’s real estate tycoon, holder of multiple key lands.

The second now runs a pharmaceutical factory in the development zone with annual revenue of several million, extremely popular.

The third is currently engaged in manufacturing precision instruments, collaborating with many factories, with advanced technology.

Thus, all of Ningchuan is rumored to consider Zhang Xingzhou as the controller of the city, an absolute God of Wealth, controlling assets.

Meeting Zhang Xingzhou alone is much more attractive than bidding for a lunch with Buffett.

Wei Qingzhong thought it’s time to investigate Yang Chen’s identity.

Wei Xueqing didn’t think much, she saw this as a good opportunity and immediately said to Zhang Qishan, "Uncle Zhang, last time when I went to your hotel and you weren’t there, do you know if the front desk gave you the note I left?"

Zhang Qishan laughed, "Received, received! Look at my memory, almost forgot, I’m very interested in your proposal, we can discuss it."

"Uncle Zhang, please have a seat here." Wei Xueqing showed her businesswoman side, appearing capable and direct.

Next to them, Zhang Shaoting watched Wei Xueqing’s confident aura and couldn’t help but show a fascinated expression.

The two sat down, and Wei Xueqing spread the materials in front of Zhang Qishan, said solemnly, "Uncle Zhang, here are some investigations and data model analyses I did; just take a look. I think our cooperation will surely create great value."

Seeing Wei Xueqing’s data models made Zhang Qishan’s eyes shine, "Returnees from Will Street are indeed different, these data models are much more advanced than domestic ones."

Then he glanced at Zhang Shaoting, whose gaze was completely focused on Wei Xueqing, with a fascinated look, got angry and scolded, "Come over here and take a look, look at Xueqing, then look at yourself! Come over and learn properly!"

Zhang Shaoting hunched his neck and quickly sat down.