Chapter 933 - 332: Beijing’s First Passenger Is This Absurd (Part 3)

Chapter 933: Chapter 332: Beijing’s First Passenger Is This Absurd (Part 3)

Yang Chen: "No! He can’t leave you, but being by your side won’t be easy for him either. Do you understand what I mean?"

Huang Wenjuan: "I understand! I understand! This despicable man, I’ll squeeze him dry, make him feel like he can’t live or die peacefully."

Yang Chen: "Alright! You’re smart. I’ll have people check on his condition periodically; you’d better not play both sides with me."

Huang Wenjuan: "Rest assured, President Yang, I certainly wouldn’t dare play both sides. If there’s any good opportunity in the future, President Yang, please look after our company."

Yang Chen nodded and drove away.

Huang Wenjuan let out a long sigh and said: "That lucky little floozy got to ride in President Yang’s car."

Zhang Le quickly stepped forward and asked: "Sister Huang, who is this President Yang?"

Huang Wenjuan: "The second-largest shareholder of the LVMH Group, owner of Star Investment—basically, he’s very impressive. If he were to join the rankings of billionaires, he’d definitely be number one."

Zhang Le: "Ah? That incredible! He’s... he’s so rich; why is he still driving an online car-hailing service?"

Huang Wenjuan kicked Zhang Le on the butt and scolded: "Why ask so many questions? Go back and clean up for me; the tonic soup shouldn’t go to waste. You better get your ass to work."

Zhang Le: "Sister Huang, give me a day off, please. Yesterday six times, today five again; I really can’t take it anymore. I’m swaying even while walking now."

Huang Wenjuan slapped him again, swearing: "Don’t talk nonsense! Didn’t you hear what President Yang said earlier? You’re not supposed to have it easy. Choose one: either clean up and wait obediently, or I’ll have people fix you up every day."

Zhang Le immediately lowered his head and quietly went back...

Huang Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief and took out wipes to remove her makeup.

"I’ve arranged to meet up with the driver brother, and I’ll take you to talk with him. If you like him, develop it; if not, then forget it," said Yang Chen.

Huang Yunxi nodded and said: "Brother, thank you. I probably won’t think about suicide again; I’ll definitely remember your kindness for a lifetime. You seem to be a great figure; there’s not much I can do for you. But I have a life; whenever you need, feel free to take it."

Yang Chen: "Haha... okay, I’ll keep that in mind."

Soon, they arrived at Yida Plaza.

Yang Chen called over Chen He, who had been waiting for some time.

Chen He, dressed in a suit and holding flowers, walked over with a big smile.

"Brother Chen, good evening."

Yang Chen nodded and turned to Huang Yunxi: "Miss Huang, you go talk to him. Talk freely; if you don’t like him, just say so. He’ll drive you home, don’t have any worries."

Huang Yunxi nodded and said: "Okay! Brother, thank you. You should head back early and rest."

Yang Chen smiled and handed her the bag from the passenger seat.

Taking advantage of Huang Yunxi’s getting out of the car, Yang Chen quickly whispered to Chen He: "She’s wearing too little; take off your jacket and give it to her. Take her to a warm place for a chat. Be sincere, don’t play tricks."

Chen He nodded, hurriedly ran over to give Huang Yunxi the flowers, and then took off his suit to drape over her.

Yang Chen smiled slightly and drove away.

Ah, now I can be at ease, finally maintaining the housing prices of the ten buildings in Longteng Garden.

Back at home, Yang Chen messaged Lin Yiren, detailing the situation with Huang Yunxi, leaving the next steps to her.

...

The next morning at 7:50, Yang Chen drove to the front of Li Chuanen’s residential area.

Li Chuanen and his daughter Li Yunxi were already waiting.

Seeing Yang Chen arrived, the two quickly took their belongings and approached.

Towards intellectuals, Yang Chen was very respectful.

He promptly got out of the car to help load heavy boxes into the trunk.

Then, they set off straight for Beijing.

The journey to Beijing was 1,300 kilometers; they arrived at half past eight in the evening at Yanqing Garden Hotel where Li Chuanen and his daughter were staying.

After settling them in, Yang Chen drove to Haiyalantis Beijing Store.

The Haiyalantis Beijing Store had a very good location; the rooms could enjoy the night view of Shichahai, and it was only a few minutes from Yonghe Palace.

Plus, it’s one of the few domestic seven-star hotels with foreign institutional shares, ensuring it’s always fully booked.

However, Yang Chen had already reserved a room yesterday, so he wasn’t worried about availability.

Yang Chen drove into the hotel area, which was busy with many vehicles entering and exiting, causing slight congestion.

Behind his car was a Maybach S680.

The driver complained: "Oh, what’s a Jianghuai car doing here? It’s peak season now; even ordinary rooms cost over five thousand a day. How can someone driving such a car afford to stay here? And it’s got a Hai City license plate."

The boss in the back chuckled: "Maybe he’s here to see clients; don’t worry about him, just drive properly."

After delaying for more than ten minutes, Yang Chen finally drove to the hotel entrance.

The concierge immediately stepped forward and asked: "Hello esteemed guest, do you have a reservation?"

Yang Chen nodded and showed his Haiyalantis Supreme Card.

"Honored Supreme Member, hello, welcome to Haiyalantis Beijing Store. If you have any requests, please don’t hesitate to ask." The concierge.

At this time, the Maybach behind grew impatient, and the driver sounded the horn twice.

The concierge hurriedly ran over and said: "Hello, please wait a moment; my colleague will be right with you."

Driver: "Don’t you have the sense? In the car is President Zheng, a platinum member here who stays at your hotel frequently. Don’t you know who deserves priority?"