Earning 100 million a day, yet trapped in a county town.

Chapter 85: Do the people from Meiwei come day and night to wash their feet or to play mahjong?

Wang Guanxi glanced at the audio equipment and then at the leather sofa, silently calculating the cost in his mind.

The equipment in this private room alone must cost at least two or three hundred thousand.

Chung Chao-lung has really gone all out.

"Okay, Mr. Chung, you've put in the effort."

Wang Guanxi patted him on the shoulder.

Zhong Zhaolong felt as light as two ounces after being slapped by him.

"Mr. Wang, what are you saying? This is a partnership between the two of us. If I don't put my heart into it, who will?"

After touring the four floors, Chung Chao-lung led Wang Guanxi back to the lobby on the first floor.

A large crowd had already gathered at the entrance; they were all Zhong Zhaolong's friends who had come to show their support.

Some are in the building materials business, some run restaurants, and some are in the transportation business.

Chung Chao-lung introduced them one by one, and Wang Guanxi shook hands with each of them.

After exchanging countless pleasantries, the smile on my face was almost frozen.

After finally finishing the pleasantries, Zhong Zhaolong stood at the door and cleared his throat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the auspicious time has arrived! Please welcome Mr. Wang to cut the ribbon for our Day and Night Club!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young girl in a cheongsam walked over carrying a tray.

On the tray lay a pair of golden scissors, with a red ribbon tied to them.

Wang Guanxi picked up the scissors and stood in front of the red ribbon.

Chung Chao-lung stood next to him, also holding a pair of scissors in his hand.

The two looked at each other and cut at the same time.

A "click" sound.

The red ribbon broke in two.

Applause erupted, fireworks exploded with a "bang bang bang," and colorful ribbons flew everywhere.

Chung Chao-lung grinned from ear to ear and shouted something to the people taking pictures next to him.

"Did you get a picture? Did you get a picture?"

"Got it! Got it!"

The young man carrying the camera nodded repeatedly.

Zhong Zhaolong then clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Ladies and gentlemen, lunch is ready! Please come upstairs! Let's eat and drink to our hearts' content, until we're completely drunk!"

Wang Guanxi followed the crowd upstairs and found a corner seat to sit down.

Zhong Zhaolong arranged a lavish lunch, which included fish, meat, seafood, and several bottles of Moutai.

But he didn't have much of an appetite, and after taking a couple of bites, he put down his chopsticks.

He was thinking about something.

This morning when I checked in, my luck value increased by 1.

He thought he would meet some kind of woman.

So far, apart from those few beautiful teaching assistants, he hasn't run into anyone else.

Could this be what luck value refers to?

No, that can't be it.

The last two times he gained luck points, he encountered people as soon as he went out.

One time it was Su Qingyu, and the other time it was Xie Baizhi.

They are all people who are useful to him.

What about this time?

Wang Guanxi picked up his teacup, took a sip, and glanced around the hall.

Chung Chao-lung was drinking with someone over there, laughing so hard he was doubled over.

Several bosses were bragging over there, their spittle flying everywhere.

The female teaching assistants stood to the side, serving tea and water, greeting people with smiles.

Everything seems normal, nothing special.

Wang Guanxi put down his teacup and shook his head.

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Luck is something that's inherently mystical.

Maybe today will just be an ordinary day.

He stood up to go to the restroom.

At this moment, a woman at the next table saw this and got up to follow.

The high heels clicked crisply on the floor.

Wang Guanxi was attracted by the sound and turned his head to look.

A beautiful young woman walked towards him.

She wore a sharply tailored black suit dress, with long hair flowing over her shoulders. She had delicate features, fair skin, and a stunning figure with curves in all the right places. She walked with an air of confidence.

The woman walked up to Wang Guanxi and stopped.

She looked at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, and took a business card out of her bag, handing it to him.

"Mr. Wang, it's an honor to meet you. My name is Shen Qingxue, Marketing Director of Meiwei Group."

Wang Guanxi took the business card, glanced at it, and became wary.

People from Meiwei?

How did I end up here?

And he even took the initiative to contact me?

But he didn't show it on his face, and smiled: "Director Shen, it's a pleasure to meet you. Are the people from Meiwei here day and night to get foot massages or to play mahjong?"

Shen Qingxue smiled perfectly: "Neither. I came to see you."

"The brand Chongxi has become very popular online recently. I've long admired Mr. Wang and would like to learn from you."

Wang Guanxi raised an eyebrow slightly: "People from Meiwei are coming here to learn? Does Wen Guoliang know about this?"

Shen Qingxue smiled, a very professional smile.

"Mr. Wang is joking. Of course, Mr. Wen knows. He's the one who sent me."

Looking at her, Wang Guanxi was suddenly overwhelmed with a myriad of thoughts.

Was he sent by Wen Guoliang?

Didn't Chung Chao-lung have a conflict with the Wen family because of Wen Wu-bin's previous report about the Day and Night Club?

Why would Chung Chiu-lung invite him over again?

More importantly, did Wen Guoliang know that he owned shares in Day and Night?

He kept his partnership with Chung Chiu-lung very low-key, and he specifically told Chung Chiu-lung not to publicize it.

If Wen Guoliang really knew about this and still sent his marketing director over, then he wasn't here to offer blessings, but to provoke them.

Thinking this through, Wang Guanxi had a general idea of ​​why Shen Qingxue had taken the initiative to strike up a conversation.

He put the business card away, his tone indifferent.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen. But there's something I need to tell you."

"Please go ahead, Mr. Wang."

"I actually own shares in both day and night."

Shen Qingxue's expression visibly stiffened for a moment.

It happened very quickly, in less than half a second.

But Wang Guanxi noticed it.

She was unaware that she owned shares in Day and Night.

Shen Qingxue truly did not know.

Before she arrived, Wen Guoliang only told her about Wen Wubin's previous report about Day and Night's involvement in prostitution, and asked her to go on behalf of Meiwei and try to talk things out with Zhong Zhaolong.

After all, Zhong Zhaolong is a local bigwig in Jiangcheng, so it's best to be on good terms with him and avoid offending him.

He also mentioned that Wang Guanxi's company is based in Jiangcheng, and he might be going there, so Shen Qingxue should keep an eye out for him.

So Shen Qingxue came early and gave Zhong Zhaolong a big red envelope on behalf of Meiwei to celebrate Zhong Zhaolong's grand opening.

Chung Chao-lung accepted the red envelope with a smile, saying that the previous little matter was over, and generously said that if President Wen ever came to Jiangcheng to play, he must let me know, and I will definitely reserve a large private room for him and treat him to good wine and food.

At that time, Shen Qingxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had helped Wen Guoliang establish a good relationship with Zhong Zhaolong.

Upon hearing Wang Guanxi's words, Shen Qingxue discovered that Wang Guanxi was actually in cahoots with Zhong Zhaolong!

This shows that Wang Guanxi's influence in Jiangcheng is much deeper than Wen Guoliang thought.

Shen Qingxue's smile quickly returned.

"Oh, that's great! Mr. Wang not only deals in clothing but also in the entertainment industry; he's truly a well-rounded entrepreneur."

Wang Guanxi smiled but didn't respond to the question.

"Please thank Mr. Wen for me."

"I will definitely pass it on." Shen Qingxue nodded, her gaze lingering on Wang Guanxi for a second. "President Wang is much younger than I thought. To have accomplished so much at such a young age, he has a bright future ahead of him."

"Director Shen, you flatter me."