Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 481 The Street Foodies_1

Chapter 481: Chapter 481 The Street Foodies_1

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Bai Xiaosheng strode away. Even his retreating figure was enough to draw countless gazes for a prolonged time.

Zhongjing Media General Manager, currently the hottest and most mysterious figure sweeping through the circles!

At last, they had seen him!

The female guests present were all visibly thrilled, many of them itching to follow him and keep his company. The male guests were equally excited; this young powerhouse had, with a single sentence, caused Zhang Shucheng of the Zhang Family to undergo a drastic change in temperament and bow respectfully.

A man should be like this!

With a casual flip of the hand, he could control the clouds and rain; when he spoke, people submitted!

After today, the legends about Bai Xiaosheng would likely multiply manifold within the circles.

Zhang Shucheng silently watched Bai Xiaosheng leave and couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief.

Yin Haoran had already thrown the wine bottle to the ground, wiping the sweat off incessantly while murmuring, "That was close, that was close!"

At least Zhang Shucheng wasn’t foolish enough to truly anger Mr. Bai; otherwise, Zhongjing would have been inescapably headed towards a storm of blood and violence!

Zhang Xuan glowered fiercely towards the door.

Even without seeing the person, his resentment lingered.

Mo Xin still gazed out, her attention not retracting for a long time.

She couldn’t help but redden her cheeks a shade.

This prominent figure of Zhongjing also possessed a skill set comparable to that of a Senior Bartender Technician; how could it not set her heart aflutter?

"’Encounter,’ huh." Mo Xin’s beautiful eyes shifted as she looked at the glass in her hand and smiled.

There indeed was a kind of heart-fluttering feeling...

Unbeknownst to others, Bai Xiaosheng was completely unaware of their thoughts.

He left the Zhang Family and walked towards the place he had arranged to meet Lin Weiwei.

Upon leaving the Zhang Family’s estate hotel, the sky had darkened. Walking on the road, Bai Xiaosheng felt the pangs of hunger.

He was hungry.

He had thought there would be food and drink at the wine party, but ended up having only a bit of wine.

"I can’t let my stomach down; I need to find a place to eat something first," Bai Xiaosheng thought to himself, speaking to Red Lotus in his mind, "Red Lotus, find me a nearby place to eat."

"Yes, Master," Red Lotus responded crisply.

"A gourmet street has been located, five minutes away from here by foot."

"Good, let’s go there!" Bai Xiaosheng smiled.

Zhongjing’s snacks, famous in Anjiang, are much more delicious than any dish in the grand hotels!

Following Red Lotus’s directions, five minutes later, Bai Xiaosheng stood at the entrance of the gourmet street.

Looking down the street from the entrance, the whole place was ablaze with lights and bustling with activity, very lively indeed. It somewhat resembled the large markets of his childhood, creating a special atmosphere!

The fragrance wafted over, and Bai Xiaosheng took a whiff, his face immediately showing a hint of intoxication.

There were local specialties, as well as offerings from both the North and the South.

Roast goose, shrimp dumplings, wonton noodles, Peking duck, pancakes, grilled cold noodles...

Bai Xiaosheng’s face broke into a smile, hinting at a craving expression; he couldn’t wait any longer and was eager to feast.

Just as he was about to enter, his phone rang.

It was Lin Weiwei calling; they had arrived.

Not only was Lin Weiwei there, but also the driver Feng and Lei Ying.

Bai Xiaosheng had only asked for a pickup; there was no need for so many people to come, and Lei Ying’s presence suggested something more.

Lei Ying used to be a bodyguard and enforcer for Brother Hao, accustomed to roaming through gray and even darker realms.

He often came across as rough in speech, and when speaking with others, his eyes were wolfish and frightening.

Lin placed him in the department, and within a day, a heap of complaints had been lodged.

Lei Ying talked to people with no sense of how to be polite or nuanced, his brute forthrightness even made his thanks seem threatening with a flash of fierceness in his eyes.

He even scared a delicate girl to tears.

Lin Weiwei pressed her forehead, speechless, and instantly decided that when Bai Xiaosheng needed an assistant, she would bring Lei Ying along and guide him herself, so that he could quickly transform.

To this, Lei Ying agreed.

In fact, he too was trying hard to change, but having practiced martial arts, worked as a mercenary, and hung out with lenders like Hao, some habits were hard to break and would slip out if he wasn’t careful.

Bai Xiaosheng knew this as well and just smiled in silence, not blaming him at all, saying there was no rush and telling him to take his time to adapt.

Now, Lei Ying had also followed along.

"Weiwei, have Feng park the car, and you guys come over. I’m at the north entrance of a food street, just near where you’re parking, easy to find. Today, I’ll treat you guys to a nice meal," Bai Xiaosheng said cheerfully over the phone.

"Okay!" Weiwei replied with excitement on the phone.

After hanging up, Bai Xiaosheng eagerly watched the street, smelling the drifting fragrance, and couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, still patiently waiting.

Every minute felt unbearably long.

Finally, Lin Weiwei, Lei Ying, and Feng arrived.

"None of you have eaten, right? Whoever has—too bad for them, now follow me—charge!" Bai Xiaosheng called out and rushed into the street.

Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying shared a smile.

They knew Bai Xiaosheng very well and understood that privately, Bai Xiaosheng also had a childish, even goofy side, which was a stark contrast to the decisive and swift businessman they saw in the workplace.

In the face of such a Bai Xiaosheng, there was no need to be formal; they could simply treat him as a friend.

The two of them followed suit.

On the other hand, Feng was a bit flabbergasted. The Mr. Bai he had seen and heard of... wasn’t like this...

Where had that imposing and stern president, or the approachable and kindly Mr. Bai, gone?

If he told anyone at the company about this, chances are, no one would believe it...

Feng, with endless shock and curiosity, also chased after them.

An hour later.

The group of four had made their way from the head to the tail of the street.

From their initial reserve, letting loose only after Bai Xiaosheng’s encouragement, Lin Weiwei and the others underwent a "transformation," shedding their professional personas to become street foodies.

By the end of it, everyone was stuffed to the brim.

Lin Weiwei held a half-eaten roasted corn cob in her left hand and a paper bag containing crispy-skinned roast goose in her right.

Lei Ying carried a beer in one hand and a variety of roasted skewers—meat, tendons, and kidneys—in the other.

Feng was also looking rather rosy, greasy-mouthed, carrying a bag of leftover shrimp dumplings in one hand and a bowl of roasted cold noodles in the other.

They were all incredibly satisfied.

Bai Xiaosheng wasn’t idle either; he held a small bowl of exquisitely aromatic wonton noodles, strolling and eating, feeling utterly content.

"I’m telling you, if we’re talking about tasty food, nothing beats street snacks. Big hotels just can’t replicate this flavor," Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile as he slurped his noodles from the paper bowl.

Lin Weiwei and the others wholeheartedly agreed.

Having eaten his noodles, Bai Xiaosheng also wanted soup; it was slightly chilly that evening, and the warm broth was comforting to his stomach.

But just as he raised the paper bowl to his lips to drink, someone darted out from the side and bumped right into him.

Bai Xiaosheng, caught off guard, splashed the entire bowl of soup out!

"Who!" Bai Xiaosheng instantly got angry, and upon seeing the woman who bumped into him, who looked vaguely familiar, he said,

"You are..."

"You’re the general manager of Zhongjing Media!" The woman suddenly cried out with overjoyed eyes, and then urgently begged, "Please, save Mo Xin!"

This woman was none other than Sun Xiaoqiao—responsible for collecting donations at the Zhang family’s gala!