Why is This Troublemaker So Damn Rich?

This blow hit Teacher Chen’s son hard. He’d been moping around at home, unable to eat or drink. The last time he’d been this devastated was when he’d had his heart broken.

Teacher Chen was worried to death that his son wouldn’t be able to bounce back. He actually supported his son’s thinking. There’s an old saying: a man’s greatest fear is choosing the wrong career, and a woman’s is marrying the wrong man.

With department stores on the decline, it was the right move to hurry up and switch to shopping centers—the current mainstream of commerce—while he was still young. In a few more years, his mindset would become rigid, and it would be much harder to make a change.

Once An Ping heard what it was about, he didn’t dare make any sweeping promises. Bragging was one thing, but his hundred-million-yuan business meant nothing to Xinyue Group.

Besides, he usually dealt with the investment and operations side of things. How could he possibly have a say in their personnel decisions?

But he had to save face and had been put on the spot, so he could only pretend to be unconcerned. "It’s fine," he said casually. "I’ll say a word to their President Tian later. But Xinyue Group is a massive corporation, and they have procedures for hiring. I’m not sure if President Tian can make the final call on his own."

The others, not being in this circle, didn’t understand. Yang Hui, on the other hand, almost gagged. He really wanted to spit right in An Ping’s face.

’If a regional president can’t even handle hiring one low-level employee, he might as well just cut his own throat.’

Teacher Chen, who didn’t know the situation, had no reason to doubt him. Hearing that An Ping knew the regional general manager of Xinyue Group, he thought to himself, ’If even that’s not enough to get it done, then there’s nothing more I can do. We’ll just have to leave it to fate.’

He returned to his seat, and Lin Yu and An Ping sat down as well.

An Ping continued, "Don’t worry, Teacher Chen. It’s the weekend, so it’s not a good time to bother him. First thing Monday morning, I’ll call President Tian and ask him to step in. Whether it works out or not, I’m sure he’ll do his best."

Teacher Chen thanked him profusely again. And aside from Yang Hui, who still felt like gagging, everyone else was completely won over by An Ping’s display of influence.

Who didn’t know about Xinyue Group? It was a massive enterprise with a trillion in assets. The fact that An Ping could get their regional president to help out with a single phone call was definitely something to brag about.

Even Zheng Lei, a second-generation heir who had always prided himself on his family background, conceded defeat and raised his glass to An Ping. In the entire room, only Yang Hui remained motionless.

The others, including Lin Yu, just thought he was unwilling to bow his head to An Ping. It was probably a matter of preserving some dignity in front of a love rival.

But dignity had to be earned through strength. Talking about dignity without having any strength to back it up was just childish. It would be better to just swallow his pride and let An Ping help him out; it might even lead to a major step forward in his life.

KNOCK KNOCK~

There was another knock at the door. All the dishes had been served, and they’d already told the waiter not to come in again. Logically, no one should be knocking.

The door swung open, and when Yang Hui looked up, he saw President Tian. He scrambled to his feet. President Tian might be good to him, but Yang Hui knew his place. In terms of both age and position, he owed the man the utmost respect.

An Ping was even faster than Yang Hui. He shot up as if someone had jabbed him in the rear and cried out in a trembling voice, "President Tian, hello!"

President Tian was about to speak when he noticed someone greeting him. Surprised, he assumed it was a friend of Yang Hui’s and gave a polite nod. "Hello. And you are?"

An Ping was instantly mortified. He had just been bragging about how incredibly close he was with President Tian, and the man didn’t even recognize him. Luckily, no one else at the table knew that this was *the* President Tian from Xinyue Group.

’But why would President Tian come in here?’

The doubt lasted only a moment before he quickly replied, "I’m An Ping, from Weitong Commerce."

President Tian thought hard for a moment, then said as if a vague memory had surfaced, "Oh, Weitong Commerce, I have some recollection... The boss is Old An, I think. An..."

He couldn’t recall the rest of the name, but President Tian was quick-witted. "President An."

An Ping’s face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed. "That’s my father."

"Oh. Good."

President Tian nodded, then turned to Yang Hui. "A Hui, I heard your teacher was here tonight, so I came to propose a toast."

Although no one at the table knew President Tian’s identity, seeing how nervous An Ping was, combined with the man’s commanding presence, they all knew he had to be a big shot. What they didn’t expect was that he was here for Yang Hui.

All eyes turned to him.

{An Ping: ’How could President Tian be so friendly to a nobody employee like him? My own father can barely get a word in with President Tian, and even someone like Li Yang is probably just a familiar face to him, at best. What has Yang Hui possibly done to deserve this?’}

{Huang Lingyu: ’I knew Yang Hui was different. These people are a bunch of snobs, looking down on everyone. He drives a Mercedes E-Class at his age and spends money like water at the KTV. How could a man like that be the good-for-nothing you all see? Zheng Lei is such a brainless moron.’}

{Lin Yu: ’Who is this President Tian? Seeing how nervous An Ping is, could he be the regional president of Xinyue Group he mentioned? But if that’s the case, why is President Tian so warm toward Yang Hui? Does that mean Yang Hui is doing really well for himself now? If so, then I—’}

She couldn’t help but study Yang Hui with a deep, searching look.

Yang Hui had already stood up. He walked forward, glass in hand, and said to Teacher Chen, "Teacher Chen, allow me to introduce you. This is the regional general manager of Xinyue Group, President Tian."

BANG~!

CRACK~

THUD!

His words were nothing short of a bombshell, sending shockwaves through the room.

Wine glasses and water cups clattered to the floor. Zheng Lei fell right off his chair and landed on his butt. Luckily, Yang Hui had already moved from his seat; otherwise, he might have seen the large hand between Huang Lingyu’s legs.

{Zheng Lei: ’Oh my god, that’s the regional president of Xinyue Group! Why is he so friendly to Yang Hui? Heaven is so unfair!’}

{Sun Tao: ’A Hui is as awesome as ever. Badass Plus!’}

{Lin Yu: ’So he really is the regional president of Xinyue Group. It seems Yang Hui has been hiding his true capabilities. I have to find out more about him later.’}

{Teacher Chen: ’Holy shit, what the hell is going on? This is the regional president of Xinyue Group, the one An Ping claimed he could order around with a single phone call? But the man doesn’t even seem to know An Ping! For fuck’s sake! I’m sixty years old, and I can still misjudge people this badly. Turns out An Ping is the same piece of trash as Zheng Lei. Bragging isn’t illegal, so you just keep on bullshitting, why don’t you!’

’But he seems to know Yang Hui really well. Just when I thought all hope was lost, a new path appears!’}

President Tian drank with Teacher Chen, deliberately lowering his own glass to show his respect. Teacher Chen was so overwhelmed by the honor that he felt a celestial energy entering the top of his head, as if with just a small push, he could ascend to immortality.

"Teacher Chen, A Hui is like a blood brother to me. That makes his teacher my teacher. Please, have a seat!"

The room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. President Tian had actually said Yang Hui was like his own brother. Yang Hui was incredible. He had such a powerful backer.

Teacher Chen looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated. Yang Hui knew what was on his mind and said with a smile, "Brother Tian, Teacher Chen has a small favor to ask of you."

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