FWF Chapter 800 Who is "Zhang Ziqian"?
Chapter 800 Who is "Zhang Ziqian"?
If, as Mr. Qin said, there are more than 30 billion yuan in bad debts, then Mr. Zhang should receive 0.8% of that amount.
Even if Mr. Zhang only recovers 30% in the end, that's still 9 million. The cost is only 2.4 million—the profit margin is enormous!
What about the three banks? Besides, who said that Mr. Zhang only cooperates with these three banks?
This is incredibly profitable. Mr. Zhang only needs to maintain a legal team to handle mass lawsuits. There's also the potential to collaborate with many debt collection companies.
Zhao Liang frowned, feeling uneasy. Did Mr. Chen's cousin really need to make money doing this?
After he finished his service and left the private room, he was still thinking about this problem.
Inside the private room, Zhang Yi laughed heartily and raised his glass: "Come on, let's thank you all for your strong support!" He knew his cousin's identity was useful, but he really hadn't expected it to be this useful. Doing business this way was like picking up money off the ground.
"Mr. Zhang, you're too kind. We should be thanking you for helping us resolve the bad debts and reduce our losses."
"Yes, yes. Thank you for your help, Mr. Zhang."
"Me too," Mr. Liu said, wiping his sweat. Why could he always lose to the man surnamed Qin?
Seeing the fawning looks on their faces, Wang Rui knew that his own affairs were now secure!
After a few rounds of drinks, Wang Rui toasted the group, saying, "Leaders, our cooperation has always been very pleasant, and I hope you will continue to support me as always!"
President Qin glanced at Zhang Yi with a somewhat serious expression.
The others, too, had long guessed Wang Rui's intentions, but what was General Manager Zhang's opinion? Was the arrangement made by General Manager Chen's chief secretary last time really not General Manager Chen's idea?
Zhang Yi held his teacup, smiling but remaining silent. His presence made his stance clear: Wang Rui's request wasn't unreasonable, and was even simpler than what he had just proposed. After all, they were still under contract.
After waiting for a while, no one spoke up. Zhang Yi was a little puzzled, cleared his throat, and was just about to speak.
President Qin stood up. "President Zhang, may I speak with you in private?"
Zhang Yi swallowed back the words he was about to say. He knew that President Qin must have some unspeakable reason.
Who put so much pressure on him that he hesitates even when I step in?
Standing up, he followed President Qin outside. President Qin glanced behind him and then whispered, "President Zhang, to be honest, our cooperation with [Black Cat Loan Platform] is due to the influence of a powerful figure; we have no choice but to comply!"
As he spoke, he was thinking to himself, "President Zhang's arrangements must have President Chen's will involved. Otherwise, how could she alone decide on Junxiao Group's loan and deposit business in several banks?"
Zhang Yi frowned, his tone somewhat unfriendly: "Tell me, what kind of important person is it?"
He looked arrogant, truly disbelieving that his age's reputation was more effective than his own.
President Qin, who had been observing his expression, whispered, "It's President Zhang from Junxiao Group."
"President Zhang? Junxiao Group?" Zhang Yi's expression changed. He wasn't familiar with the personnel situation within Junxiao Group, and as President Chen's cousin who was involved in the underworld, he couldn't show it in front of President Qin, as that would raise suspicions that he and his cousin weren't close enough.
He coughed and said, "Which Mr. Zhang? I'll put in a good word with him later."
President Qin nodded: "If you make the introductions, President Zhang will definitely give us face. It will also make things easier for us!"
He paused for a moment after speaking, then added, "It's Zhang Ziqian, President Zhang!"
Zhang Ziqian? What does he do?
He had only recently arrived in Jiangzhou and was not familiar with Zhang Ziqian.
This is also because he visited Chen Xiao less often. If he had visited more often, he would definitely have been able to see Zhang Ziqian!
Zhang Yi nodded calmly: "Oh, it's him. Well then, I'll look into the situation later. If it's not a matter of principle, he'll give me face. If it is a matter of principle, not even President Chen would lead the way in sabotaging things, let alone me!"
He realized something was wrong, and since it involved Junxiao Group, he dared not take on any responsibility until he understood the situation!
The two returned to the private room and sat down under Wang Rui's expectant gaze. Zhang Yi turned his head and said softly, "Old Wang, wait a moment. The matter is indeed a bit tricky, but I will look into it. Wait two days, and after I understand the situation, I will help you handle it!"
Is it that tricky?
Wang Rui's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little flustered. However, Zhang Yi's confident demeanor reassured him considerably.
After dinner, Wang Rui saw off the bank managers and then smiled obsequiously at Zhang Yi, who was standing beside him, saying, "Mr. Zhang, shall I go and arrange the second event?"
Zhang Yi waved his hand: "I can't drink anymore. Let's go soak in a hot spring and then play some cards!"
Wang Rui naturally obliged.
Even if Mr. Zhang wanted to play cards, or even beat someone up, he would still go along with it.
"Come on, let's go to Tianchi Hot Spring. I have some friends there, let me introduce you. They're all very influential people!"
Zhang Yi's pretty female assistant took out her phone and asked the driver to bring the car over.
Wang Rui jogged forward and opened the car door for Zhang Yi. "Mr. Zhang, please get in!"
Zhang Yi turned to his female assistant and said, "You can go back now. I don't need you to keep me company tonight." After saying that, he got into the car, and Wang Rui helped him close the door. Then he ran to the other side and sat down.
"Let's go play a few rounds of Guandan tonight."
"Mr. Zhang, just give the order—"
After thinking for a moment, Wang Rui couldn't help but ask, "About me."
"It's a bit complicated. Let me figure it out first," he said, without mentioning that it was related to Junxiao Group. It would be strange if he couldn't handle it after revealing it.
Around 9 PM, the Mercedes-Benz S600 entered the parking lot of [Tianchi Hot Spring]. Seeing the various luxury cars parked there, Wang Rui said, "Mr. Zhang, my friend's car dealership recently received a Bentley Mulsanne. I'll get it for you to use. The Mercedes-Benz is a bit unbecoming of your status!"
Zhang Yi shook his head: "Don't drive to Jiangzhou. I'd better keep a low profile here."
Wang Rui immediately understood Mr. Zhang's consideration. The two got out of the car, and a waiter who had already seen the car ran over, saluted and greeted them: "Hello, Mr. Zhang!"
Zhang Yi glanced at him indifferently and nodded: "Take us up!"
Upon entering the lobby, Zhang Yi saw several men wearing hats. He frowned slightly: "What's going on? Why are they in this store?"
The waiter immediately explained, "Mr. Zhang, please don't misunderstand. They're not here for an inspection; they're here to stop the fight. Two guests beat up Mr. Zhao's friend, Mr. Gao."
Oh?
"That old Gao? Such a loser, how come he gets beaten up here?"
"Yes, he's been taken to the hospital now. The two men who did the assault have been taken away by Uncle Hat."
Zhang Yi nodded slightly, "Causing trouble in Lao Zhao's place is a bit outrageous and should be punished!"
After saying that, he explained to Wang Rui, who was standing next to him, "Old Zhao is the owner of this place."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Well, it should be called the legal representative!" Wang Rui instantly understood that the boss and the legal representative were two different concepts. In many companies, the legal representative only holds 1% of the shares. Especially in their industry, the real boss is always behind the scenes!
"Mr. Zhang, this Tianchi Hot Spring must be one of the top hot spring resorts in the Han River area, right?"
"Yeah, it's nice to entertain friends occasionally and relax!"
Inside the technicians' rooms on the third floor of Tianchi Hot Spring, the manager came over: "Number 8, number 88, number 22, and number 77, go to General Manager Zhao's private room later—"
Diao Chan, who was looking down at her phone and wondering what would happen to Chen Xiao's two friends, looked up when she heard this: "Manager, why don't we send someone else?"
This wasn't the first time Mr. Zhao had called someone over. Of course, Mr. Zhao was much more respectful than the customers. Calling the technicians over was really just a way to watch them play cards. When they got tired, they could give them a shoulder massage—it was relaxing and also pleased the boss, so many technicians were willing to do it.
If anyone else had said that, the manager would have definitely yelled at them. But hearing that it was Number 8, the manager's face lit up with a smile: "Number 8, you've even met General Manager Zhao, haven't you? Show your face to the boss. Let the boss see our company's beauty!"
Diao Chan frowned slightly in disgust. What kind of title is "company flower"? That's weird!
"Number 8, we all recommended him to the boss. If you don't go, I'll get yelled at, so please help me out!"
Upon hearing this, Diao Chan hesitated for a moment. "Alright then, by the way, manager, I need to take two days off; I have some things to take care of at home."
"Sure, sure!" the manager exclaimed happily. As for her leave request, he didn't dare refuse. Even if he didn't approve it, she'd definitely leave anyway; she could simply quit. But could he really let her go? She's so beautiful, she's the company's star attraction!
Of course, Mr. Zhao has his own luxurious private room at Tianchi Hot Spring, just like a presidential suite.
Inside the suite's card room, a middle-aged man, thin and around 40 years old, appeared very shrewd.
He was talking with Zhang Yi and Wang Rui.
There was also a young man, not yet 30, pouring tea for the group.
Zhang Yi asked the middle-aged man, "Old Zhao, why isn't General Manager Shi here?"
The middle-aged man, Mr. Zhao, explained, "Mr. Shi usually doesn't go out at night; he's with his girlfriend!"
Zhang Yi laughed heartily: "This guy is kind of pitiful, he seems a bit afraid of his wife."
The young man who was pouring water quickly explained, "Mr. Zhang, my cousin isn't afraid of your wife, he just respects her. Besides, it's late at night here, and it would be difficult to explain later!"
"Isn't that being afraid of one's wife? This isn't even a wedding yet, and she's already like this. What will she be like after they get married?" Zhang Yi teased.
General Manager Zhao chuckled dryly, inwardly feeling indignant for General Manager Shi. Who wants to be henpecked? But he had no choice. General Manager Zhang was the cousin of the owner of Junxiao Group; he could do whatever he wanted outside without his wife's interference. But General Manager Shi was different; he wasn't married yet, his position wasn't secure. Besides, he relied on his girlfriend's influence. If he were like General Manager Zhang, General Manager Shi probably wouldn't last two episodes.
"Mr. Shi was worried you'd be disappointed, so he arranged for Young Master Shi to come and keep you company."
Zhang Yi hummed in agreement: "I know, Shi Long called and explained!" Then he turned to the young man and said, "President Shi said he'll reimburse you for all the money you lost today. You can go easy on me, haha!"
The group chatted as they sat down at the card table. Wang Rui naturally sat opposite Zhang Yi.
Just then, the doorbell rang, and General Manager Zhao said with a smile, "The beautiful ladies I arranged are here—"
Zhang Yi sneered: "What beautiful women could you possibly find at a foot massage parlor?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and several beautiful women dressed in blue technician uniforms entered. Zhang Yi glanced at them subconsciously, and then his eyes were glued to them!
For the first 40 years of his life, he hadn't seen many beautiful women. Because someone who earned less than 10,000 yuan a month simply couldn't afford to see top-tier beauties.
I've made a fortune in the past six months and have seen all sorts of beautiful women. But if we're talking about top-tier beauties, I only saw them at my cousin Chen Xiao's house. His wife, Zhao Xiangjun, is a once-in-a-century beauty, and Han Xue is a true superstar!
However, he dared not look at Zhao Xiangjun and Han Xue more than once, as they were his cousin's women.
And today, here, a foot massage technician possessed a charm that rivaled Han Xue's. Zhang Yi glanced at her, and his eyes were glued to her.
Mr. Zhao was dumbfounded; he had no idea his shop had such a beautiful woman. He'd heard the manager boast about how stunning technician number 8 was, but he thought the manager was exaggerating. As the owner, he couldn't understand why such a beauty would do foot massages; she could just wave her hand and have plenty of people willing to pay.
“Number 8, go to General Manager Zhang’s place.” General Manager Zhao quickly realized what was going on.
"Hi boss!"
"This is General Manager Zhang, General Manager Wang, and General Manager Shi!" General Manager Zhao introduced, and the technicians greeted him one after another.
Diao Chan approached Zhang Yi, keeping a slight distance.
Mr. Zhao frowned slightly. Why was Number 8 being so distant? Who was Mr. Zhang? It would be troublesome if he were to offend him.
"Let me tell you, of all those present today, I am the least capable one—", President Zhao said, belittling himself to elevate the others.
"Don't let the fact that I spent hundreds of millions to buy this place fool you. Do you know what? The deals Mr. Zhang negotiates often start at billions—"
hiss--
Apart from Diao Chan, all the other technicians looked at Zhang Yi with gleam in their eyes.
Zhang Yi was surprised by the coldness of the beautiful technician beside him. However, Diao Chan was preoccupied with what she was thinking about – how Luffy and Ma Jian would be dealt with, and how this would affect Chen Xiao. Besides, she'd always been like this; what did it matter to her if others were rich?
"Old Zhao, let's play something a little more exciting today. 200 million per game, how about it?"
With a "wow!", several technicians complimented in unison:
"We could never earn as much as these bosses in our entire lives, 200 million in a single game?"
Zhang Yi looked smug, but glanced at Diao Chan out of the corner of his eye and saw that she only looked slightly surprised before acting as if it was none of her business.
Mr. Zhao and his group were naturally happy to oblige; being able to lose money to Mr. Zhang was a blessing for them!
Zhang Yi turned to Diao Chan with great poise and said, "Let's work together, and I'll share some of the winnings with you."
Diao Chan shook her head without hesitation, "No need, I'm at work, I get paid anyway..."
"There's money to be made?" Zhang Yi couldn't help but ask, "How much?"
"120 yuan then—"
Zhang Yi laughed angrily: "Do you know how much I can give you? How about I give you half?"
The entire audience gasped again! Half? That's a fortune! Number 8 is going to be rich! (End of Chapter)