Free Web NovelChapter 224: Chapter 195: The Big Brother Lin Chu Looked Forward To
"President Lin!"
He called out, a bit awkwardly. He put his hands behind his back, trying to hide the bottle of wine, but of course, it was still visible.
Lin Chu smiled. "Who’s this? Come sign in. There are so many people, I can’t keep track. No need to bring a gift, but since you’re here, come on, just put it here."
He casually took the wine from the man’s hands and placed it on a nearby table.
This warm welcome felt more like a mugging.
Zhang Shuai was speechless.
For a moment, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
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’That’s...’
’Holy crap!’
’My wine!’
’Even on sale, it was still over two thousand yuan!’
However, after a glance at the other bottles on the table and another at Lin Chu’s expression, he didn’t say anything and let Lin Chu lead him to a seat.
"Which one are you from the group chat?"
Zhang Shuai quickly composed himself. He didn’t find Lin Chu’s actions offensive. He just figured Lin Chu was genuinely that enthusiastic. Besides, it was better this way; it saved him the "embarrassment."
’A guy like him doesn’t care about this little bit of money.’
’This "robbing" you of your gift is actually a form of "politeness."’
"Sifang Brothers Consignment. My name is Zhang Shuai, haha."
Zhang Shuai said with a slightly shy smile.
In truth, he wasn’t shy by nature. Who in the second-hand business wasn’t a smooth operator?
But when faced with someone like Lin Chu, he instinctively projected the image of a harmless, honest man.
"Oh, right, right, I remember you. How’s business this year?"
Lin Chu started chatting with him casually.
They exchanged a few pleasantries.
"More people will be showing up soon. Hey, brother, how about you manage the gift registry? Have everyone sign in, and if they bring a gift, just put it here. I trust you."
Seeing someone else arrive at the door, Lin Chu clapped him on the shoulder and smiled.
Zhang Shuai hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
’Well... it’s not a big deal.’
’It seems like it’s right up my alley, professionally speaking.’
He smiled and said, "Sure, no problem. This is my line of work, after all. You go ahead and take care of things, President Lin."
Lin Chu nodded, glanced up nonchalantly, said a smiling "thanks," and turned to leave.
Zhang Shuai followed Lin Chu’s earlier gaze.
Uh, a security camera.
It was pointed directly at the table, keeping everything under surveillance.
Once again, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
’This President Lin is a meticulous one.’
’Then again, which rich person is a fool?’
’Hmm?’
’Could it be... is President Lin testing me?’
’Does he think I’m a smooth talker in the group chat, and since I came early, he wants to give a brother a leg up?’
’It’s not impossible.’
’Besides, even if he’s not doing it on purpose, for a tycoon of his level, just casually tossing me some small trinket or giving my business a little consideration would be more than enough to keep me afloat.’
With these thoughts, Zhang Shuai settled in and earnestly took on his role as a human sign-in sheet and gift registrar.
...
It had to be said, the people who came were all respectable folks.
Almost no one came empty-handed.
Even if it was just a bouquet of flowers, they brought one.
For this kind of gathering, Lin Chu had already said it was his treat, and he was even giving away a Golden Golf Club today. Everyone had their own internal scale for these things.
Standing by the entrance, Lin Chu greeted each person as they came in, making small talk.
At that moment, Lin Chu was reminded of the post Zhu Yixian once held.
’Tsk.’
’How the tables have turned.’
’Today, your bro gets to be the doorman for a change.’
To be fair, though, most of the people who came today were small business owners and middle-class professionals in terms of status. There weren’t even many four-star or higher members.
Lin Chu had already considered the reason for this.
It was perfectly normal.
’Predators always walk alone.’
’Besides, people always want to "network up."’
For those higher-level members, an event like this didn’t really hold much significance.
’Unless...’
’They’re the type who are just naturally sociable, the kind who loves making friends and drinking heavily.’
Lin Chu had already looked over the list of people who signed up and had also scrolled through the chat history again. Right now, he was waiting for one person in particular.
A man named Huang Yuan.
In the list Zhou Ming had given him, he had already sorted out the internal staff. Among the members, Huang Yuan’s name was highlighted in red.
Huang Yuan had been a card-carrying member since this golf club first opened. A ten-year client, his "loyalty" could be said to be very high.
He was a friend of Zhou Ming’s.
He was also friends with many people at the club.
He played golf three times a week, rain or shine. After a round, he would invariably go drinking, and every time he drank, he’d get drunk.
In one game, after hitting an eagle—an albatross, in fact—Huang Yuan was so ecstatic that he tipped the caddie 200,000 yuan in one go.
The key point was... he didn’t even sleep with her.
This kind of behavior was like that of a swordsman from a Gu Long novel, exuding a sense of willfulness and flair.
Of course, he had the capital to be so stylish.
He was one of the first merchants in the country to get into foreign trade, doing business from America to Europe, and then to Africa.
Many years ago, he was even elected as a representative.
His family also had connections.
The key was, he was only forty-two this year.
Lin Chu had no intention of asking him for any favors.
Even if they hit it off, their businesses were completely unrelated. What could he possibly ask for?
Lin Chu was more curious than anything, but also a little expectant.
’Just to make a friend.’
...
He hadn’t seen Huang Yuan yet, but Lin Chu did see "Uncle Big Beard" arrive.
The man had driven his minivan over a hundred kilometers, racing from a mountain in Hui City to make it to this meeting.
His hair was a mess, his face was covered in stubble—he was indeed a big beard—and he even had a slightly sour smell about him.
Lin Chu looked at him.
He looked back at Lin Chu.
He let out a laugh. "I’m not late, am I? I was pushing the gas so hard the pedal was about to start smoking. The engine’s burning oil, and there was so much black smoke trailing me the whole way, I thought the thing was going to catch fire."
At a moment like this, he actually came off as open-minded and optimistic.
