Chapter 151: Leisure Experience Ticket
Jiang Ning took the Spirit Boat, flying over An City's urban area, his Divine Sense sweeping across various snack stalls.
As the year end approached, it was the busiest time, with many old shops seeing long queues out front.
Jiang Ning descended to buy two snacks, then piloted the Spirit Boat back into the sky.
Under the protection of the Spirit Light Shield, the snacks remained steady at the bow, as Jiang Ning had put in place an additional warming Array.
From An City to Yuzhou was only about a dozen minutes, faster than even modern delivery services, and with the protection of his Array, he could ensure the snacks remained in excellent taste.
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Yuzhou, Century Hotel.
A convoy drove into the underground parking lot, and then several smartly dressed people entered the elevator.
"We're earlier than I expected," said a flamboyantly dressed woman with sunglasses and a designer branded bag on her arm.
"Honey, we left early and there was no traffic today," replied the middle-aged man beside her, his face exuding kindness, inadvertently giving off a weak air that seemed easy to bully.
The woman, Lin Zhe, said, "You've arranged it quite well. We didn't delay the acquisition."
Upon hearing this, Han Maosheng immediately put on a smiling face:
"Honey, you really went to great lengths for my company!"
Han Maosheng was once just an ordinary student at Ancheng University, but later lucked out and pursued Lin Zhe, the daughter of the helmsman of Lin Zhongsheng Group.
Handsome and eloquent, even though Lin Zhe was somewhat unattractive, that was nothing compared to the prospects of the future.
Through Han Maosheng's efforts, he actually married Lin Zhe, and with the help of his wife and father-in-law, he rose through the ranks in An City, climbing several social classes above his former classmates and friends.
But no matter how splendid Han Maosheng was outside, he always remained meek and mild in front of his wife and father-in-law, never daring to raise his voice.
The elevator slowly stopped, and Han Maosheng stepped out first, then invited Lin Zhe out, followed by several staff members from the elevator.
Century Hotel was the best hotel in Yuzhou, especially the suites, roomy and bright. Yet, whenever Lin Zhe entered a room, her gaze always carried a hint of greed.
Century Hotel belonged to the Lin Zhongsheng Group, but the hotel's assets were allocated to her elder brother, and apart from staying for free occasionally, she didn't get a sliver of benefit.
Her father had allocated the family resources mostly to her two brothers, and as a daughter, her share was not much.
Lin Zhe always felt her talent was not inferior to that of her brothers, and she could not accept her position.
At a recent family dinner, she heard news of the Changqing Liquid Group, and even her father, the current head of the Lin Family, called it a hidden dragon.
At that moment, Lin Zhe had an idea—if she could secure this hidden dragon, wouldn't that prove she was more capable than the two brothers in her family?
Therefore, she decided to use various methods to invest in Changqing Liquid Group, to show her family, and once successful, she would gain more shares in Lin Zhongsheng Group.
Lin Zhe sat on the sofa, taking off her sunglasses, while Han Maosheng beside her glanced at his wife's face and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Recently, Lin Zhe was obsessed with the 'high-class face,' a term from certain artistic circles domestically, characterized by squinted eyes, so small it seemed as though one hadn't woken up, angled upwards provocatively.
Particularly now, Lin Zhe, in an effort to achieve a 'high-class face,' applied her makeup in a way that accentuated her bizarre eyes.
Han Maosheng couldn't understand what was attractive or high-class about it; perhaps his sense of aesthetics was flawed.
But as a vassal to the Lin Family, he dared not voice his thoughts, lest he anger Lin Zhe and suffer the consequences.
Of course, Han Maosheng didn't plan to live the rest of his life as a vassal to the Lin Family; now was his opportunity, if Lin Zhe could secure shares of Changqing Liquid for him.
Once he transferred those shares to his own name, it wouldn't be long before he could speak confidently within the Lin Family.
Han Maosheng lifted the black briefcase, which contained the items he had brought from An City—jade, wood, beads, and the like.
These items, all intercepted from Changqing Liquid, were their bargaining chips for the negotiations. Besides that, they had prepared other trump cards.
He would reveal them bit by bit, threaten and tempt, biting off a chunk of Changqing Liquid with heavy force!
And it had to be said, Changqing Liquid was particularly effective; Han Maosheng once had a slight hair loss issue, but after using a bottle of Evergreen Liquid, it stopped immediately.
He laid the briefcase flat on the marble table, eyes fixated on it with profound satisfaction; he had specifically researched how much the Changqing Liquid Group valued these materials.
Strike the snake at its vital point, he, Han Maosheng, would target the weakness of Changqing Liquid!
Lin Zhe was still lying on the sofa, playing with her phone, seemingly commenting on her circle of friends, while Han Maosheng stood up, hands clasped behind his back, pacing the living room. He walked over to the window, overlooking Yuzhou.
Yuzhou was small, with no airport, quite inconvenient. If he acquired shares of Changqing Liquid, he would definitely move the company to An City to grow under his watch.
Thinking thus, Han Maosheng's eyes began to sharpen.
He spoke calmly, "Has Changqing Liquid replied yet?"
Behind him, Lin Zhe's female assistant said, "Mr. Han, there's been no reply yet."
"Haha," Han Maosheng laughed coldly, they wouldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin; soon he would send pictures of those treasures to Changqing Liquid Group.
Today's negotiation in Yuzhou was led by him and his wife Lin Zhe, a matter that must be handled impeccably.
Lin Zhe, tapping on her phone, scoffed, "What's with this Changqing Liquid, huh? Quite the attitude, aren't they? Just some nouveau-riche."