Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 306: Chapter 305: Ten Years for Free

Fang Chenyi was taken aback when someone suddenly called out to him. But when he saw the Red Bull bottles in the man’s hand, a faint smile graced his lips.

As Fang Chenyi’s net worth continued to grow, he had matured considerably.

He could now just laugh off trivial matters. Perhaps this was what it meant to be magnanimous.

He changed direction slightly and walked over to the man, reaching out to take the three empty bottles. He even remembered to say, "Thank you."

Hearing this, the man in the suit grunted in satisfaction. "Yeah, I only ever drink Red Bull. I’ve got some more in the car. I’ll give you the bottles when I’m done."

This was exactly the effect he was going for—making the other guy thank him. ’So what if he drives a luxury car?’ he thought. ’At the end of the day, he’s still just a driver.’

’Even though I only drive an Accord that cost a little over two hundred thousand, at least it’s mine.’

Fang Chenyi heard the man’s deliberate emphasis on how he only drank Red Bull—clearly an attempt to show off. But the words went in one ear and out the other. He was truly speechless at such a childish stunt.

[Host has collected three Red Bull bottles, triggering a special system reward: 96% of Red Bull Group’s shares. The transfer agreement has been placed in the woven bag. Please retrieve it at your convenience.]

However, just as he tossed the bottles into his woven bag and was about to turn away, the system’s notification sound in his mind made him pause. A happy smile spread across his face.

’I didn’t expect this kind of surprise,’ he thought.

He looked at the man in the suit again and couldn’t help but find him rather ’cute’.

Seeing Fang Chenyi, who had already turned away, suddenly turn back with a broad smile, the man in the suit felt a pang of confusion and asked:

"What is it? I don’t have any more bottles right now. If you want more, come back in half an hour."

But Fang Chenyi just smiled and waved his hand.

"I don’t need the bottles. So, from what you said just now, you really like drinking Red Bull, huh?"

The man in the suit couldn’t figure out Fang Chenyi’s angle, so he just nodded instinctively.

"Yeah, I drink Red Bull all the time. Why? Is there a problem?"

Fang Chenyi nodded and, with a smile still on his face, said:

"Heh, well, thank you for your support then."

After saying that, he ignored the bewildered man in the suit. Under the curious gazes of the nearby parents of exam candidates, he took out his phone and started scrolling through his contacts.

He quickly found a number for a contact named "Yan Su, Red Bull Group."

He had discovered this by chance one day—whenever the system awarded him a company, the phone number of that company’s person-in-charge would automatically be saved to his contacts.

It made Fang Chenyi marvel at how powerful the system was.

Finding the number, Fang Chenyi dialed it directly.

At this very moment, in the president’s office of the Red Bull Group, Yan Su finally let out a long sigh of relief, though it was accompanied by an immense sense of loss.

From this day forward, from this moment on, the Red Bull Group he had worked so hard to build no longer belonged to him.

But there was nothing he could do. The Red Bull Group had been on a downward slope for three years. Starting three years ago, annual revenue had slid from 23 billion to 18 billion.

The year before last, revenue slid again to 12 billion. And last year, the annual revenue dropped to 7.653 billion.

If this continued, he was truly afraid the Red Bull Group would collapse under his leadership.

After deep consideration and more than half a year of internal struggle, he finally decided to sell it. And today, just moments ago, on the very first day he had made his decision, the group had a new owner...

As a whirlwind of emotions churned within him, the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw a very familiar number—it was identical to the phone number on the contract he had just received.

Clearly, this call was from the new boss.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Su forced a smile and answered the phone.

"You must be Chairman Fang. Hello, hello."

Fang Chenyi chuckled and returned the greeting, then got straight to the point.

"Heh, yes. President Yan, could you send me the phone number for our group’s person-in-charge in Qinhuang Island? I have something for them to do."

Hearing Fang Chenyi’s request, Yan Su immediately agreed. After hanging up, he quickly grabbed a directory of Huaxia’s provincial and city-level managers from his desk and started flipping through it. He soon found the manager for Qinhuang Island and dialed the number directly.

RING... RING... RING... After a few rings, the other party answered.

"Ah, Chairman! Hello! This is Sun Zhi, the head of our group’s Qinhuang Island division. It’s truly an honor to receive your call!"

Before the man could finish his flattery, Yan Su, living up to his name, interrupted him in a very serious tone.

"Alright, I’m calling to tell you something. As of today, I have sold the Red Bull Group. The new boss just called me asking for the contact information of your regional manager. I’m calling to give you a heads-up. Oh, right. The new Chairman’s surname is Fang, and his phone number is 188339xxxxx."

After this brief and clear explanation, Yan Su didn’t bother waiting for Sun Zhi to digest the enormous news and simply hung up the phone.

The only reason he had made that call first was to ensure the regional manager knew who Fang Chenyi was.

After hanging up, Yan Su called Fang Chenyi back and gave him a string of numbers along with Sun Zhi’s name.

Once he had the phone number, Fang Chenyi immediately dialed it under the confused stares of the people around him.

To the onlookers, Fang Chenyi’s side of the phone conversation had been confusing. It sounded like he was calling an employee of his company.

But based on how he was dressed, he didn’t look like someone who owned a company. Except for his handsome face, of course.

BEEP—

Fang Chenyi had just dialed the number—it felt like it hadn’t even had a chance to ring—when the other end picked up. A cautious voice came through the line.

"Hello, may I ask if you are Chairman Fang? This is Sun Zhi, the general manager for the Red Bull Group’s Qinhuang Island region. I, along with all the employees in the Qinhuang Island district, am at your command 24 hours a day."

Hearing the cautious voice on the other end, Fang Chenyi knew that Yan Su must have already spoken to him. ’That’s good, though,’ he thought. ’Saves me the trouble of explaining who I am.’

With that in mind, he didn’t waste any time and got straight to the point.

"Yes, this is Fang Chenyi. Listen, there’s a gentleman here with me who is a big fan of our product. I’ve decided that for the next ten years, anytime this gentleman drinks our Red Bull, it will be completely free of charge."