Chapter 274 - 193: Majesty (Part 2)

Chapter 274: Chapter 193: Majesty (Part 2)

Many employees knew there was a lucky draw, but they had no idea what the prizes were.

When the host announced that the first prize was a Junxing M7, the venue instantly erupted!

How extravagant! Giving away an SUV worth over 300,000, and the model wasn’t even on the market yet!

But the winner would only have to wait until March to receive the car!

It should be noted that the Junxing M7 wasn’t a brand-new design. The entire process for a car, from R&D and design to production, takes about two years.

This model had already undergone both summer and winter trials.

Camouflaged prototypes had been spotted on the roads multiple times, and someone had even leaked photos of the interior.

However, after the rebranding to Junxing Auto, they now had their own proprietary motors, electronic control systems, and an intelligent driving system and smart cockpit that were about to be implemented.

That’s why it was currently undergoing intensive calibration.

Even Ma Jing and Qiao Xin were thrilled. Forgetting their jealous squabbles, they both grabbed their phones to scan the QR code on the big screen and join the game.

The first game was a virtual horse race. Each phone number was assigned a horse. Shaking your phone made the horse run, and the faster you shook, the faster it ran.

First place would win the grand prize.

With a word from the host, the venue exploded with noise. Except for the few tables at the very front, the entire hall began to shake their phones.

Chen Xiao watched with detached amusement as Qiao Xin and Ma Jing shook their phones frantically. The speed of their hands was almost scary to watch.

"Faster, faster, faster! Chen Xiao, help me!"

"No, Chen Xiao, help me! Shake harder, come on! It’s almost at the finish line, hurry, hurry!"

Chen Xiao sighed and took Ma Jing’s phone. Shaking it, he quipped, "You two might want to listen to what you’re saying."

The two women stuck out their tongues playfully. They glanced at their aching wrists; no matter how hard they shook, their horses were still stuck in the middle of the pack. It was clear the grand prize was not in their future.

The game ended. The host walked back on stage and announced, "The winner of our grand prize, the Junxing M7, is... Ren Jie!"

Chen Xiao paused, then he saw Ren Jie standing up, his face alight with excitement.

’Looks like Xu Jia really does bring him good luck.’

The couple’s income was already quite good, and they had been planning to save up for an electric car. Now, they’d just saved themselves a huge expense.

After the first performance, the executives began making their rounds for toasts.

A few of the group’s vice presidents accompanied Feng Feifei, going from table to table to offer toasts.

Of course, Feng Feifei was definitely drinking water. Even someone with the highest alcohol tolerance would get alcohol poisoning from making toasts at 100 tables.

When they reached Table 4, she saw President Liu and President Qian. She’d met them before at Han Pavilion. Back then, President Qian had said something to offend Chen Xiao and gotten so drunk and terrified that he’d insisted on kneeling and calling him "Daddy."

Seeing Feng Feifei approach, President Liu and President Qian scrambled to their feet to greet her. Zhao Hui and Liu Haoran naturally didn’t dare to be disrespectful, either. This was President Chen’s "boss," after all.

Even Xia Bin looked like he was back in his youth, just starting out in the world and meeting his father’s business partners—a bundle of nerves mixed with a touch of reverence.

Feng Feifei had no time to stop for small talk. With 100 tables, spending just 20 seconds at each would still take half an hour to complete a single round.

Besides, many people would be coming to the main table to offer toasts soon. She simply couldn’t afford any delays.

’The scenario Xia Bin had imagined—President Feng being polite upon meeting the general manager of Four Seasons Clothing, making small talk, maybe even giving him an opportunity to badmouth Chen Xiao—was pure fantasy.’

When Feng Feifei came to their table for the toast, she glanced his way but looked right through him, as if he weren’t even there.

While Feng Feifei was making her rounds, the other tycoons were streaming toward Table 1. A rare chance to offer a toast to Jiang Fan was not to be missed; it would be a source of bragging rights later on.

As for Xu Wu, it went without saying that even more people were lining up to toast her than Jiang Fan. She was a god of wealth, after all, and one known for spending her money freely.

In their circles, President Xu’s investment style was even nicknamed "Celestial Maiden Scattering Flowers."

Xu Wu only drank real liquor at her own table. For the outsiders coming to toast, a server had long since swapped her glass for one filled with water. This scenario had been anticipated; even taking a tiny sip for every single toast would be overwhelming.

People like President Liu and President Qian had never met President Xu before. When visiting Junxiao Group, the highest-ranking person they’d meet would be a vice president, or sometimes just a department head.

Today, they all hoped to seize the opportunity to make an impression, but they were bound to be disappointed. The line was so long there wasn’t even time to exchange contact information. The queue of people looked just like the crowds of seniors lining up early for free eggs at a mall’s grand opening.

Gazing at Xu Wu, who was clearly the center of attention at Table 1, Ma Jing and Qiao Xin watched with pure admiration.

"If I could be even a tenth as impressive as her someday, I could die happy."

Chen Xiao said, "Ma Jing, aren’t you impressive enough at the company? You dare to talk back to a vice president!"

"Hehe!" Ma Jing laughed, amused. It was true, she did have some sway at the company. For one thing, a new, 100-square-meter-plus entertainment lounge had been renovated in the new area, and she’d heard that so far, only she and Chen Xiao had key-card access.

’She understood why she had such special treatment. It wasn’t really for her; it was for the ’services’ she was expected to provide.’

"Huh? Look, why are so many people coming this way? Don’t tell me I just spoke it into existence. Are they coming to fulfill my wish of being a tenth as impressive as President Xu?"

Qiao Xin muttered as if in a daze.

She was only joking. Just because people were heading in their direction didn’t mean they were coming to their table.

But the people sitting at the front were all prominent bosses. For them to head toward the back tables en masse was a bizarre sight indeed.

The occupants of Table 4 noticed this as well. Liu Haoran and Zhao Hui, who had been about to get up to go find Chen Xiao for a toast, exchanged a look and sat back down with wry smiles.