Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 139 A Fateful Encounter

After Zhang Junjun and Hou Yonghong left, Ning Bishu learned from the teahouse "owner" that the teahouse was also one of Zhang Junjun's businesses. In addition, the couple also ran a small private club, a four-star hotel mainly for entertaining guests, and held numerous small shares in many consulting companies in the area.

Companies with larger stakes, like Qianming Consulting, hold as much as 60% of the shares, while others hold smaller stakes, "around 10% or 20%." The teahouse owner explained Zhang Junjun's strength to Ning Bishu, "However, it was mainly after his marriage that the two families pooled their resources together, and only then did Mr. Zhang's business gradually get on track."

Ning Bishu nodded slightly. He had dinner at this teahouse that night, a private meal costing 1500 yuan per person. While eating and chatting with the owner, he said, "Teahouse, club, hotel, plus a bunch of consulting companies, it's basically a pimping matrix group, right?"

"Hey! What you're saying... well, it's rough but the point is valid, but it's just too crude." The teahouse owner was both amused and exasperated, but he still nodded in agreement, being a frank and straightforward man. "There's no other way to pimp. The industries that are viable these days have already been mostly taken over. If you want to make some money, you can only do some supporting work. Coordination, planning, and resource integration."

"Luckily, the Chinese market is big enough." Ning Bishu picked up a piece of crispy grilled fish (of unknown origin) and put it in his mouth. The fish was crispy on the outside and fresh on the inside, with a chewy but not dry texture. It had a slightly sweet aftertaste and became more fragrant the more you chewed it.

The boss sighed softly, "Yes, with such a huge budget every year, whoever gets a piece of it first, even if it's just through one hand, has enough oil to feed an ordinary person for two lifetimes and still have money to spare."

"Over the course of a year, there are thousands of key projects. If you pick one out of every two, there's simply not enough to go around. Otherwise, a well-behaved guy like our CEO Zhang wouldn't even have a chance to sit at the table."

"However, Mr. Ning, I must remind you that you are a formidable force, I acknowledge that. Many people have been watching the drama you've been putting on online these past few days. But no matter how strong you are, our Mr. Zhang is not made of clay."

"What Mr. Zhang's wife means is that it's best if we don't misjudge the situation. You slept with his sweetheart, that's your skill. She's also happy that you've eliminated a potential threat to her family. But skill is skill, business is business. Business is about mutual benefit and harmony. If you try to force a sale..."

"Don't say that, brother. I only have two hundred million in my pocket, not two hundred billion. I'm not at that level yet." Ning Bishu interrupted Jing Ye's rambling. "Right now, I'm just testing the waters. Besides, Lü Xueqian and I have a written agreement. If he tries to renege, I'll follow the procedures and take him to court. Everything will be done according to the rules. The national law is the most important rule, right? This isn't forced buying and selling, is it?"

The teahouse owner looked at Ning Bishu, paused slightly, and suddenly said, "Why do you, a southerner, speak without any accent?"

Ning Bishu said, "My family was poor when I was young, and we lived in the underground village."

The teahouse owner was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Dude, you've got a knack for it."

Then he patted Ning Bishu on the shoulder, tilted his head back and drank a glass of 82 Qinghong wine, and made an excuse, saying, "President Ning, I have other engagements, and I'm in a hurry, so I have to leave. Please enjoy your meal."

"Okay." Ning Bishu replied readily.

The teahouse owner then left the room.

As soon as the door closed, Zhao Hu exclaimed admiringly, "Boss, you guys speak with such erudition!"

"Cultural my foot," Ning Bishu laughed. "I just go along with his tune. It's all so vague and unclear that I don't know what he's trying to say. He likes to show off, so I play along. When in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Zhao Hu suddenly understood, but still had to praise, "Anyway, you're cultured!"

Ning Bishu grinned.

Zhao Hu was trying to flatter him, and although he didn't do it well, his attitude was commendable.

It's a good thing.

Ning Bishu ate dinner until almost 8 p.m., then paid the bill and left.

It was still early, so after leaving the teahouse, he went to the small clubhouse owned by Zhang Junjun that the teahouse owner had mentioned.

However, the club was not very professional, and it only opened for business at 9 pm.

Fortunately, when Ning Bishu arrived at 8:30, the clubhouse doors were already open.

Although no reservation was made, mentioning Zhang Junjun's name immediately resulted in a private room being arranged for us. Then, once we sat down, the much-anticipated segment began with sponsoring talented young girls.

Ning Bishu had little experience. Watching Zhao Hu skillfully change batches of girls one after another, and finally one of them chose a girl with outstanding talent to sit down, the two looked at each other for a moment. Ning Bishu suddenly asked, "What the hell is so fun about this?"

Zhao Hu, holding the microphone, said seriously, "It's about cultivating one's character! Your third uncle often comes out to cultivate his character, and he always sings 'My Chinese Heart.' But then again, is it possible that there are too few of us, and the two of us just don't create the right atmosphere?"

Ning Bishu thought it made sense, so he picked up his WeChat and searched for acquaintances in Beijing. Unfortunately, apart from Lu Xueqian and Guo Chen, who were both in debt, there were only Gou Xiaofei and Wang Chao, the two loan sharks.

"How come my WeChat Moments are full of people like this, when I, Ning Bishu, have always been a law-abiding citizen?"

Ning Bishu was very distressed, and then immediately dialed Brother Gou's number.

Then, less than 15 minutes later, Gou Xiaofei appeared in front of Ning Bishu with Wang Chao.

"President Ning! I didn't expect you to know about this place! Hahahaha!"

Dog Brother reeked of alcohol and had a flushed face.

It's obvious they drank quite a bit before they arrived.

Ning Bishu stood up and shook hands with Brother Gou, saying, "I've come to learn about President Zhang's industrial layout, to conduct some research for future joint development."

Dog Brother gave a thumbs up and praised, "President Ning, you really are something! This is the first time I've ever seen someone come to the club and say they're here to conduct research without batting an eye! You have such a grand vision!"

Ning Bishu smiled and whispered a few words to the beautiful girl with outstanding talent beside him.

The girl nodded obediently, and a moment later, another line walked in from outside.

Then, just like scrolling through videos, Dog Bro would swipe and switch to a new batch.

Scrape through it and then change to a new batch.

After sorting through five or six batches in one go, I finally managed to sort out the store's prized possession.

Then he and Wang Chao each took one and held them in their arms.

Ning Bishu, with one arm around himself, chatted with Gou Xiaofei, "Brother Gou, do you have business dealings with Zhang Junjun?"

"Of course."

Taking advantage of his drunken state, Gou Xiaofei blurted out, "He introduces at least a dozen business deals to us every year. Sometimes they act as guarantors and take a cut from it. They don't do this directly themselves, but they do it indirectly."

Ning Bishu asked, "What do you usually do if you can't make the payment?"

Gou Xiaofei glanced at Ning Bishu and smiled, "President Ning, you can't ask about the company's core technologies."

"Okay, then I won't ask." Ning Bishu was only curious to begin with, then changed the subject, "So, what's the largest sum of money you've ever lent out?"

Gou Xiaofei thought for a moment and said, "Fifty million is the limit. After all, if we lose it all and can't get it back, we'll be severely weakened. It will take three to five years to recover."

Ning Bishu said, "That's not much."

“Of course we can’t compare to you!” Gou Xiaofei laughed. “We mainly do emergency business. Otherwise, if they really need a large amount of legitimate funds, why wouldn’t they go to a bank instead of coming to us?” “That’s true.” Ning Bishu nodded.

Gou Xiaofei let out a burp and then asked, "President Ning, do you have another need for funds?"

"Not at the moment," Ning Bishu said.

Gou Xiaofei immediately smiled and said, "Be sure to contact us if you need anything. You are a big customer and a long-term customer, so we can give you a discount!"

"Of course." Ning Bishu said without even thinking, speaking such words casually.

It costs no money and can also enhance relationships.

The two bosses were chatting, while Zhao Hu and Wang Chao were singing on the side.

Not long after, Ning Bishu's phone suddenly rang.

He answered the phone, glanced at the name, got up, went outside, and answered again: "Mingming, what's wrong?"

Mu Shanming immediately asked, "Have you met Zhang Junjun?"

"I saw him," Ning Bishu said.

Mu Shanming asked, "What's his attitude now?"

“I don’t know, he didn’t say it directly,” Ning Bishu said. “However, the owner of his teahouse relayed a few words to him, it seems he doesn’t want to give up and even wants to persuade us to drop the lawsuit. What do you think?”

Mu Shanming said, "I don't want to give up. If I have the opportunity to get 30% of the shares, why shouldn't I take it?"

"Okay." Ning Bishu smiled. "I support you."

On the other end of the line, Mu Shanming asked hesitantly, "Are you coming back tomorrow? Song Xianxian's case is going to trial tomorrow..."

“I’m not going back yet,” Ning Bishu said. “Since I’m already out here, I thought I might as well go and see Tao Tao first. After you finish dealing with Song Xianxian’s case, go to Beijing and deal with Qianming Consulting. Once you’re done with that, you can continue with my Project 315. More than 300 cases, even if we fight one every two days, it will take two years. There’s no rush.”

Mu Shanming was silent for two seconds, then said calmly, "Okay."

He hung up the phone directly.

She seems a little angry.

Ning Bishu didn't try to coax him; he turned around and went back to the private room.

Dog Brother immediately asked, "Mr. Ning, what's your home phone number?"

Ning Bishu smiled and said, "It's my lawyer, Mu."

"Oh?" Dog Bro's eyes lit up immediately. "You...you're awesome!"

"Sigh, falling in love always happens suddenly, and I was caught off guard too," Ning Bishu said modestly.

Dog Brother sighed repeatedly, "President Ning, from today onwards, you are my idol!"

Ning Bishu said, "Okay, I'll accept you as a fan."

"Hahahaha...!" Dog Bro laughed heartily.

……

"Attorney Guo! You really came? I'm a fan of yours!"

At the entrance of an apartment building in a residential complex in X state, Song Xianxian opened the door, her face beaming with excitement.

Guo Chen stared blankly at Song Xianxian, his face weathered and worn.

He left home at 8 a.m., boarded the bullet train at 10 a.m., and spent a full 8 hours on the train to reach X Prefecture, even getting off at the wrong station. Then he took a taxi to the city center, which took 2 hours, and was ripped off by the driver.

After many hardships, he finally arrived in front of Song Xianxian.

"Attorney Guo, come in quickly! Come in quickly! Dad! Mom! Attorney Guo is here!!" Song Xianxian shouted into the house.

Two unlucky fellows walked out of the house, trembling with fear.

Looking up, I saw my daughter pulling a short, fat man with disheveled hair, jumping up and down excitedly.

He shouted, "Dad! Attorney Guo is very skilled! I've been following him for a long time! With his help tomorrow, we won't lose! Attorney Guo, don't you think so? You can definitely beat Ning Bishu, right?"

Guo Chen didn't say anything, but his stomach rumbled.

The excited shouts inside the room stopped abruptly.

After a few seconds, Guo Chen explained seriously, "Don't misunderstand, it's not that I don't have money! It's just that I was recently scammed by Ning Bishu, and all my money is tied up in XX Media. Ning Bishu deliberately manipulated the stock market, and I will sue him separately later!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Xianxian exclaimed excitedly, "First, sue him for rape! Then, sue him for stock market manipulation! We'll sue him to death! We'll ruin his reputation and make him cough up all those two hundred million as compensation!"

Guo Chen turned to look at Song Xianxian, his gaze slightly puzzled.

This girl seems to be from somewhere...

Something's not right?
Never mind, let's ignore that for now...

"Is there any food? The food on the bullet train isn't very good. Can I eat something first?" Guo Chen asked as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"There's still some leftover food at home..." Song Xianxian's mother said cautiously.

Song Xianxian immediately roared, "Are you fucking crazy?! Lawyer Guo came all this way, and you're going to let him eat leftovers?! Lawyer Guo, I'll order you takeout!..."

With an excited expression, he opened the yellow rice box and ordered braised chicken rice for Guo Chen.

Add ham and tofu skin, and it's bursting with love.

(End of this chapter)