Soul Patch

Chapter 225 Immortal Pavilion in the Mortal World
After hanging up Zhang Meng's call, Wenjie went to the 19th floor, to the office of the operations director.

Wang Hui was sitting behind his desk, busy working on his laptop.

Wenjie exchanged a few polite words and told him about the dormitory dinner that evening.

Wang Hui glanced at Wenjie for a moment, then burst into laughter:
“I’ll treat, I’ll treat… I was originally planning to catch up with you two brothers after we’ve finished bidding these past few days, and also to celebrate your official joining Huahai.”

I didn't expect you to beat me to it. Fine, today it is then, I'll postpone tonight's dinner to tomorrow."

As Wang Hui spoke, he picked up the internal phone and gave his assistant some instructions.

"It's time for a get-together!" Wenjie agreed, then looked up at Wang Hui and said, "You have a business dinner tonight? Looks like the operations department has been really busy lately?"

He wanted to sound out Wang Hui's opinion, lest he instigate a gathering that would affect his work and then he'd have to report it to his father.

Since you're in the workplace, it's best to be more thorough.

Before Wang Hui could answer, Wenjie continued, "If you're too busy, I'll talk to Zhang Yang and we can get together in a few days. I think they'll understand."

"It's alright, it's alright. Work is never-ending, but brotherhood is more important," Wang Hui muttered to himself, staring at the computer screen.

"Okay, let's go together after get off work. You drive."

Wang Hui remained silent for a while, and Wenjie smiled and repeated, "You can drive tonight."

"Oh..." Wang Hui feigned surprise, "Third brother, your car is much cooler than mine, how come..."

Wenjie was in a car accident last night, and his Land Rover was totaled. He heard about it last night.

The two parties at Huahai Investment are mutually restraining and vying for power. As Wen Tianyi's only son, Wen Jie is under the spotlight on his first day at work. Not to mention the car accident, Wen Jie's situation at the police station yesterday has also been thoroughly investigated.

“That car got scratched yesterday, so this is a good opportunity to get a new one,” Wenjie said with a shrug and a smile.

Wang Hui and Wen Jie looked at each other and smiled in agreement.

Last night, after he reported the situation at the branch office to headquarters, his uncle, who serves as the executive director of Huahai Group headquarters, pondered for a moment and said, "Kick him out."

This was pretty much what Wang Hui had expected, but he just couldn't bring himself to make the decision.

After all, he had only been in the workforce for less than six months and only had a superficial understanding of some business operations. However, he was still too inexperienced in matters of interest and power struggles.

Besides, he still cherishes the brotherhood he shared with Wenjie during their four years of university.

"Okay!" Wang Hui replied crisply to Wenjie.

Yet, a heavy feeling of sinking settled in my heart: "The business world is like war, so some things can't be blamed on me."

No sooner had Wenjie left Wang Hui's office than Wang Hui contacted Zhang Yang by phone.

After asking a few questions about the evening's plans, he chuckled and said, "Aside from dinner, nothing special is planned?"

"Haha, boss, what arrangements do you want?" Zhang Yang seemed to be pinching his nose as he spoke, his nasal voice carrying a lewd and greasy tone.

"You wouldn't understand, you were the first one in our dorm to have sex." Wang Hui's face showed a different kind of smile, the kind of smile that all men understand.

Hearing Wang Hui's laughter, Zhang Yang paused for a moment and said, "Isn't that inappropriate? Wenjie probably won't be used to the smoky atmosphere."

"That's exactly what we need to adapt to. The workplace is not like an ivory tower. If he backs down when work requires it, he'll embarrass us guys."

Zhang Yang pondered, going over Wang Hui's words in his mind.

By listening carefully to the implication, he roughly guessed that his boss wanted to get back at Wenjie. However, he thought this kind of backstabbing was just the brothers pushing each other to drag Wenjie down, and he didn't think about the complicated power struggles in Huahai.

The thought that Wenjie had remained a virgin for four years of university, living a monotonous life between the dormitory, the cafeteria, and the study room, made me wonder if he would prefer a more vibrant and exciting life once that chapter was over.

"Alright, but we can't force him. We'll see how things go tonight." Zhang Yang was somewhat hesitant.

"Put all the expenses on my tab. Don't try to save me money tonight. Isn't there a famous 'Immortal Pavilion' in M ​​City?" Wang Hui hinted at Zhang Yang with his words.

Zhang Yang was speechless. A fairyland on earth?

Who could afford that kind of expense?

A poor wretch like him should stay away from that place. He won't have any fun without money, and if he loses his soul... wouldn't that be the death of him?
"A celestial pavilion on earth! Boss, are you sure you want to go to such lengths?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get on with the arrangements."

Zhang Yang hung up the phone, his heart pounding. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Wenjie, oh Wenjie, you're so lucky! When has my boss ever been this kind to me?"

He quickly dialed Bai Yu's number, suppressing his excitement and trying to keep his tone calm:

"Bai Yu, have you ever been to the Immortal Pavilion on Earth?"

Bai Yu is currently working on some kind of research report, and he's so frustrated he's about to explode.

Damn, if he had a choice, he would never want to write reports again, being tortured by strings of numbers to the point of questioning his existence.

Zhang Yang had already told him about the party that evening, and the tedious work finally had a bit of hope.

A short while later, Zhang Yang called again to inquire about the Immortal Pavilion.

He curled the corners of his mouth into a smile, giving him an air of nonchalance that seemed completely out of place with his work environment and the ridiculous report he was working on.

"Hmm, why are you asking this?" Bai Yu covered his mouth with the phone and got up to walk down the corridor.

"It was the boss who insisted on arranging this. I've never been there, so I'm asking if you know anyone there."

Zhang Yang wasn't afraid of losing face; only the rich and powerful would go to such places. But Bai Yu was also a second-generation rich kid, so he might actually be more knowledgeable than him.

Bai Yu asked in surprise, "Why go there? Is Wenjie that carefree?"

This was different from the Wenjie he remembered, which puzzled Bai Yu.

“Just tell me if you’ve been there or not. It’s not like we have to pay for it. The boss said he’ll cover it all.” Zhang Yang immediately interrupted Bai Yu’s questioning.

To be honest, Zhang Yang had long yearned to visit the Immortal Pavilion on Earth, but due to insufficient funds, he had never dared to even consider it. Now that he had such a good opportunity, he really wanted to go and broaden his horizons.

If you really go there and have a great night, you'll have something to brag about when you get back.

“I have been there. I’ll look for their business cards.” Bai Yu said, frowning slightly.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang's mouth dropped open. "Really? You're really something! How was it... how did it feel?"

Bai Yu heard Zhang Yang's unrestrained laughter on the phone, pulled the phone far away, and after a while, put it back to his ear and said, "Have you forgotten what I was doing? We were just checking the accounts."

"Tch!" Zhang Yang rolled his eyes. It turned out that Bai Yu was just as clueless as he was.

(End of this chapter)