My Daily Basic Stipend Is 10 Million

Chapter 183: Chapter 163: Chen Xiao’s Profit Logic

President Wang turned to look.

He said unhurriedly, "Ah, Zhao. Come, let me introduce you to a leader. This is President Wu, from our Junxiao Square here in Jiangzhou City!"

The first rule of business flattery: regardless of their actual rank, you always address them as President So-and-so.

Third Uncle was immediately filled with awe. ’Someone even President Wang has to respect!’

"In that case, I must toast our leader!"

Third Uncle approached Wu Fang, looking rather intimidated. He’d never met any real big shots; President Wang was the biggest boss he knew. How could he not be nervous in front of someone that even his boss had to curry favor with?

Wu Fang glanced at the timid little old man and casually clinked his glass against his. It was just a token gesture; he didn’t even finish his drink.

Third Uncle noticed. His eyes tightened for a moment, but he said nothing. He knew this leader looked down on him.

He decided he would just have one drink with President Wang and then head back to their private room.

Just then, President Wang said in a show-offy tone, "Zhao, want to try some of my Xifeng Liquor? It’s infinitely better than whatever you’re holding!"

He assumed Third Uncle was holding some cheap, unbottled liquor he normally drank.

This completely baffled Third Uncle. ’I’m passing up Moutai to drink Xifeng? I don’t think so!’

"It’s alright, President Wang. I’m fine with this one. I’m used to it."

He didn’t notice the strange look on Third Uncle’s face. He clinked glasses with him and said, "I’ll drop by your room in a bit. Your Second Brother and Zhao Hui are old acquaintances of mine!"

To Third Uncle, this seemed perfectly normal. Zhao Hui was doing pretty well for himself now, so it made sense he’d be on speaking terms with President Wang.

Back in their private room, he announced excitedly to everyone, "I just had a drink with President Wang, and he said he’s going to come over to return the toast later!"

The way Third Uncle said it, having President Wang come over to offer a toast was the greatest honor imaginable.

Zhao Hui watched this unfold with a pang of bitterness. From his current position, it all seemed ridiculous.

But wasn’t this exactly how the Zhao Family used to be?

If there was an exception, it was probably his sister. In her eyes, all people truly were equal. She treated everyone the same, making no distinction between the high and low, the rich and poor.

She was genuinely unmoved by worldly gains or personal setbacks. He had no idea how she had cultivated such a state of mind.

Zhao Xiangjun hated these kinds of gatherings more than anything. The atmosphere felt completely alien to her.

She preferred to be by herself in peace and quiet, shutting out all the surrounding clamor.

She took in the whole spectrum of human behavior at the table, observing everything without offering an opinion.

A moment later, the door to the private room was pushed open from the outside.

President Wang strode in, full of swagger, and announced loudly, "Greetings, everyone! I’ve come with President Wu of Junxiao Square to offer you all a toast!"

He felt incredibly proud. He had been planning to come over for a toast, but he never expected President Wu himself to suggest they come together.

He didn’t realize that Wu Fang was simply used to making the rounds and toasting other tables at banquets; the suggestion to go together had been made on a whim.

President Wang had come over carrying the bottle of Xifeng Liquor, perhaps wanting to show it off.

His booming voice made every member of the Zhao Family turn to stare at him, and it made Wu Fang puff out his chest and raise his chin as if he were the star of the show.

Zhao Hui had been sitting on the aisle side with his back to the door, so Wu Fang hadn’t seen him.

When he heard President Wang mention "President Wu of Junxiao Square," he subconsciously turned his head to look.

Wu Fang was in the middle of tilting his head back, a suave smile on his face as he surveyed the room. Just as he was about to turn away, his eyes landed on Zhao Hui.

He froze on the spot.

"L-Leader!"

Meanwhile, President Wang, who had been holding his bottle of Xifeng Liquor high while scanning the table to see what cheap swill they were drinking, also froze. He had just spotted the Moutai bottles—and there was more than one. ’The Zhao Family is this loaded? Even I’m reluctant to drink Moutai!’

Just then, he heard Wu Fang stammer the word "Leader."

He followed Wu Fang’s line of sight, and his eyes met Zhao Hui’s.

"Xiao Wu?" Zhao Hui asked, surprised. ’Didn’t he say he was having dinner with a construction contractor?’

Then it clicked. This President Wang, the one in the disinfection business, was Wang Hao’s father!

"President Hui! You’re dining here as well!" Wu Fang stood with the utmost reverence.

President Wang was dumbstruck. ’President Wu called Zhao Hui "Leader"... so doesn’t that make Zhao Hui...?’

This was too absurd. Who was Zhao Hui? Even if he didn’t know him well, he’d heard his son mention him many times. What right did he have to be a vice president at Junxiao Square?

Wu Fang quickly said to President Wang, "This is my leader, President Hui!"

President Wang hurriedly poured himself a full glass. "Young... no, President Hui, I toast you!"

The scene was eerily quiet, enough to hear a pin drop. Aside from Zhao Xiangjun and her family, everyone else’s jaws were on the floor.

What was going on? The usually arrogant and overbearing President Wang was actually this terrified of Zhao Hui!

And President Wu, the man President Wang called "Leader," was stuttering in fear before Zhao Hui!

Zhao Hui stood and lightly clinked glasses with President Wang. He remembered when he was just a nobody, and President Wang wouldn’t even give him the time of day.

But now, it was President Wang who didn’t dare to meet his gaze. Zhao Hui was already beginning to develop the aura of a man in power.

"President Hui, this is the President Wang who is here to discuss the disinfection services contract," Wu Fang added.

Zhao Hui had already figured as much. He simply nodded and said, "President Wang, from now on, you can discuss this matter with my third uncle."

Then he turned to Wu Fang and added, "My third uncle will be reporting to the engineering department in a couple of days. Let’s have him be the final point of contact for the disinfection services business."

Wu Fang was astonished to hear him arrange personnel matters so casually, but he didn’t dare to question it. Over the past couple of days, Zhao Hui had made one outrageous decision after another at the company. Many things they had deemed impossible were ultimately pushed through without a hitch.

After everything that had happened, they no longer dared to doubt the sheer extent of Zhao Hui’s power.

At this moment, Third Uncle was completely bewildered, having no idea what his nephew was talking about when he said President Wang should coordinate with him.

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