Inheritance of Two Trillion -
Chapter 1105 - 105: Mr. Dong Welcomes
Chapter 1105: Chapter 105: Mr. Dong Welcomes
At the next intersection, the red light was brightly shining, and each lane was waiting with six or seven cars—finally, the red sports car stopped too, right at the end of the queue, yet it didn’t stay quiet, honking its horn repeatedly as if it were irritable and impatient.
The cars waiting in front were originally annoyed, but as soon as the drivers saw through the rearview mirror that it was a sports car worth millions honking behind them, they immediately backed off.
A mere scratch could, even if not entirely their fault, cost more than they could afford.
Those rich people, untouchable.
The arrogant blare of the horn from the red sports car lasted a good thirty seconds before a white sports car arrived, and only then did it stop.
Between the red and white sports cars, there were a few other cars.
However, these cars, upon seeing the sports cars in front, immediately switched to other lanes.
No one honked back in discontent—all were "politely" making way.
As the saying goes, when encountering luxury cars on the road, it’s better to steer clear, lest you scratch them and have to sell your house.
The quality of some drivers depends on whether they are facing a luxury car or a grocery car...
The white sports car, without any hesitation, directly stopped behind the red sports car and even honked to signal.
This time, the red sports car remained silent.
"Get a man to honk at me, see what happens! It’s just Huo Yumeng, that old hag, who I can’t mess with," Qian Haoyu said to Zhou Dabin next to him, "So savage! Having such a woman in the Huo Family is their family’s misfortune!"
Zhou Dabin, still dizzy and frightened from the travel, paled in face and could barely muster a smile as a response.
Actually, during their school days, Huo Yumeng was indeed a completely privileged little princess, pampered and imperious, and she tormented Qian Haoyu terribly.
Back then, the two families were almost equal in power and were even collaborating on business ventures. So, when it came to a little girl bullying a little boy, it was mostly laughed off with a lighthearted attitude and indulgence, which led to a tragic and sacrificial childhood for Qian Haoyu for the sake of the family.
Now, the Huo Family was even wealthier and more powerful than the Qian Family.
Naturally, Qian Haoyu was even more wary.
As the red light turned green, the vehicles moved forward.
While driving the red sports car, Qian Haoyu had something to say.
Not saying it would seem as though he had been suppressed by Huo Yumeng just now, barely daring to speak.
In front of Zhou Dabin, it was even more embarrassing.
So, Qian Haoyu opened his mouth—
"Look, the Huo Family has been quite impressive these past two years, Huo Yumeng’s tail is practically pointing to the sky. But no matter how strong the Huo Family is, can they compare to the Zhang Family? They’d be lucky to match half. And my Qian Family is the benefactor of the Zhang Family. I, Zhang Yudong, and Zhang Tianyu are classmates, friends, and brothers. When Zhang Yudong sees me, he has to show utmost respect."
"And her, Huo Yumeng, when she sees Zhang Yudong, she’s like a flirty cat with her tail in the air. But do you see Zhang Yudong sparing her a glance?"
Upon seeing Qian Haoyu looking at him, Zhou Dabin quickly nodded.
Whether agreeing or not, it was safest to show agreement first.
Otherwise, if Qian Haoyu got upset, things wouldn’t go well for him either.
"Liu Beicheng, do you know why Zhang Yudong doesn’t like Huo Yumeng? It’s me who reminded him, ’Huo Yumeng, that old hag, is not the top choice for a family tomb companion.’ After that, look, Zhang Yudong listens to me!"
"Not only does Zhang Yudong listen to me, Zhang Tianyu and Uncle Zhang listen to my dad, and old man Zhang Xi greatly respects my grandfather. All because my Qian Family once saved the Zhang Family. They have to be grateful."
In order to compensate for the loss of face in front of Huo Yumeng, Qian Haoyu once again brought up old stories to boast.
Actually, he mentions them from time to time.
In earlier years, even more so in front of Zhang Yudong.
Now, with the Qian Family having fallen to the lowest among the three families, and the Zhang Family rising like the midday sun, Qian Haoyu had reduced the times he mentioned it in front of Zhang Yudong.
However, he turned to telling Zhou Dabin and others, repeating it time and again.
The Qian Family saved the Zhang Family.
The Qian Family is the benefactor of the Zhang Family.
The Zhang Family people should respect the Qian Family people, and ought to respect the Qian Family people!
Zhou Dabin could say, he had been "brainwashed" with these views over the years.
Actually, Zhou Dabin originally felt that Qian Haoyu speaking so was really a bit excessive. The Zhang Family people, Zhang Yudong wouldn’t like to hear this!
A fallout was inevitable!
As a "neutral" party, he should stay away from trouble.
But after so many years of Qian Haoyu saying this, the Zhang Family, Zhang Yudong, whether publicly or privately, responded with calm, never getting angry but instead showing even more appreciation for the Qian Family, even giving them more business considerations recently.
Gradually, the Qian Family’s "position was secured" with the Zhang Family.
That’s how Zhou Dabin slowly got closer to Qian Haoyu.
After all, approaching Zhang Yudong directly—an individual whose family fortunes are on the decline and whose connections with Zhang Yudong are merely average—Zhou Dabin had little confidence and even risked gradually being forgotten.
But there was a chance with Qian Haoyu.
Qian Haoyu, narcissistic and self-confident, needed an "audience". Zhou Dabin, who had once hailed from a prominent family and was also schoolmates with this group of people, was without a doubt the best candidate, whether it be for teasing or "reminiscing about the old times".
Therefore, the two hit it off immediately.
Every time Qian Haoyu talked about the Qian Family’s favors to the Zhang Family and the respect Zhang Yudong had for him, Zhou Dabin kept nodding and smiling, endlessly agreeing, "Yes, Mr. Yu, in every non-formal gathering of the Zhang Family, where only the older generations meet officially, you are always the center of the event, and Mr. Dong respects you the most."
"Even in formal gatherings, when my father attends, Zhang Tianyu and Uncle Zhang respect my father as well," Qian Haoyu emphasized.
"Right, but at ordinary gatherings, when Mr. Dong has the time and you attend, he always personally welcomes you. This time should be no exception."
Qian Haoyu laughed heartily, feeling extremely pleased. "Exactly! Haha, if I show up, Zhang Yudong will definitely come to greet me personally. Who else has such a privilege!"
Huo Yumeng, that’s who!
Zhou Dabin muttered to himself quietly, not daring to speak out loud, but maintaining a smile on his face, "Indeed, indeed!"
Inside the white sports sedan, Huo Yumeng was speaking to her personal assistant who was driving, "Xiao Yu, what do you think? If I marry Brother Dong in the future and help manage his business, wouldn’t that really boost his status?"
"Definitely," the female assistant nodded briskly.
"Then shouldn’t I start protecting my future husband’s face now?"
"You should," the assistant replied.
"Good!" Huo Yumeng spoke decisively. "If Qian Haoyu, this clueless fool, dares to act carelessly in front of Brother Dong again, I won’t be polite!"
"No one is going to mess with my future husband, neither women nor men!"
Dominant and assertive.
The assistant secretly glanced at her mistress through the rearview mirror.
Her mistress’s possessiveness was off the charts, much stronger than that of most men. If this were ancient times, with enough luck, she would be a figure like Empress Wu.
The journey was filled with many cars and traffic lights.
The red sports car and white sports sedan moved in fits and starts, unable to showcase their speed, but eventually, they arrived at Zhang Family Manor.
Entering the manor, the road was brightly lit by street lamps on both sides, making the spacious two-lane roads easy to navigate.
Many cars entered quietly, as everyone had a status to maintain, which necessitated composure.
"Beep beep!"
Unlike the other inconspicuous vehicles, the red sports car "came alive" and began honking without restraint inside the manor to assert its presence.
The cars nearby, seemingly out of fear, promptly made way.
"This idiot! Showing off the worst!" Huo Yumeng peered through the window, furious.
However, she did not notice that a custom Rolls Royce was following behind her car.
Inside was Bai Xiaosheng and others.
Through the window, Lin Weiwei spotted the white sports sedan and brightened up, praising, "Beautiful."
"How about I reward you with one as a year-end bonus?" Bai Xiaosheng joked.
"I’d love that," Lin Weiwei said joyfully.
Liu Beicheng was flabbergasted.
Such a generous boss, even more so than Mr. Dong!
No wonder he is the Zhang Family’s most esteemed guest, highly regarded even by Elder Zhang Xi!
I wonder, does Mr. Bai Xiaosheng still need any followers? Maybe I should consider... jumping ship...
Leading the way to the parking lot, Qian Haoyu suddenly spotted a group of people standing in the brightly lit distance, with Zhang Yudong at the forefront, apparently waiting to welcome him.
"See, Da Bin, Zhang Yudong is waiting to greet me! Isn’t that thoughtful!" Qian Haoyu exclaimed joyfully.
He pressed the horn even more, the shrill sound drawing noticeable attention.
What Qian Haoyu did not see was Zhang Yudong standing there, noticeably frowning with a gaze as cold as the night.
"Brother Dong actually came to receive Qian Haoyu? Even ran over here?!" Surprised and somewhat displeased, Huo Yumeng watched.
Following closely in the Rolls Royce, Liu Beicheng turned to Bai Xiaosheng with a smile.
"Mr. Bai, the young master says he wants to welcome you personally!"
"Flattering."
Bai Xiaosheng simply smiled lightly, completely unconcerned.
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