The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 134: Does He Dare to Let Me Schedule an Appointment?_1

Chapter 134: Chapter 134: Does He Dare to Let Me Schedule an Appointment?_1

In TianDu City, in the headquarters of Feiyu Group, inside the chairman’s office.

Dong Tianchen was sitting in the chair, organizing the documents on the desk.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Dong Qian and Zhang Xian walked in.

Seeing that someone had come in without knocking, Dong Tianchen was slightly displeased. But upon seeing Zhang Xian and Dong Qian, his unfriendly expression turned into a smile, "Oh, what brings you two here?"

"Dad!" Dong Qian said with a smile.

Zhang Xian also stepped forward and said with a smile, "Uncle Dong."

Not daring to be arrogant in front of Zhang Xian, Dong Tianchen quickly stood up and said with a laugh, "Come, come, please sit down. I’ll ask my secretary to pour you some tea."

Zhang Xian sat down beside the sofa and said with a smile, "Uncle Dong, you don’t need to make tea. I came over today to discuss something with you, I won’t hold you up from your work."

"It’s no problem." Dong Tianchen waved his hand and smiled, "Whatever it is, feel free to speak."

Zhang Xian said, "The thing is, I’m planning to build a villa but I don’t have much money on hand. I would like to borrow some from you, Uncle Dong. If you think it’s a good idea, you can also invest."

Dong Tianchen asked in surprise, "What kind of villa do you want to build?"

After Zhang Xian explained his idea to Dong Tianchen and finished his explanation, he smiled and said, "That’s the basic idea. I just need the starting capital now."

"Okay!" Dong Tianchen thought for a bit and then said, "You’re short forty million right now, and that’s just the startup capital. You probably don’t know how much more you’ll need in the future, considering you’re alone and can’t possibly have a fully detailed plan. How about this, I’ll invest the remaining forty million in my daughter’s name. You can decide on the distribution of the ownership shares."

Zhang Xian laughed, "Uncle Dong, do you mean that after dividing up the shares, the rest is considered as me borrowing?"

"You can think of it that way. I won’t interfere with the financial matters. Just give my daughter a share." Dong Tianchen nodded with a smile.

Whether to lend money or not was just a smokescreen. He had already handed his daughter to Zhang Xian, would he care about forty million? If Zhang Xian wanted the entire Feiyu Group, he would agree too.

Hearing this, Zhang Xian stood up with a smile, "Alright, I’ll write an I.O.U."

"Oh, come on, why bother with an I.O.U.!" Dong Qian pulled at Zhang Xian, "Don’t we trust you?"

"Ha ha..." Dong Tianchen winked at Dong Qian and chuckled, "Exactly, what’s our relationship? Why would we need an I.O.U really?"

Zhang Xian was confused. What was his relationship with Dong Tianchen? It seemed like there was none right? Although Dong Qian was interested in him, he had no intention of letting Dong Qian be his wife, so where was the connection?

Of course, he would not say this out loud but instead he smiled and said, "Since Uncle Dong trusts me so much, I won’t write the I.O.U. When would be a good time for the money?"

Dong Tianchen replied, "It’s convenient now. I’ll have my secretary notify finance later and try to get the forty million transferred to your card by the end of the day."

Zhang Xian nodded, "Alright, thank you Uncle Dong."

"Ha ha, no problem! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be as comfortable as I am now!" Dong Tianchen laughed out loud, saying, "By the way, you guys will probably need a construction team for the villa, right? Our Feiyu Group also happens to be involved in the real estate industry. Once you set the start date, I’ll send over our construction team. They’ll do their best and won’t charge you any fees."

Zhang Xian was taken aback, and quickly smiled and said, "Uncle Dong, if you’re providing the construction team, of course I’d be happy. But hear me out, I won’t skimp on the payment, we gotta keep things fair."

Dong Qian was unhappy, "Brother Zhang Xian, what’s our relationship? What do we need your money for?"

Zhang Xian smiled bitterly, "Qianqian, that’s not the same, because we are not..."

Dong Qian didn’t listen and interrupted, "I don’t care, if my dad’s construction team is going, you’re not allowed to pay. My dad will take care of everything."

Dong Tianchen kept nodding, "Right, right, right. This, I’ll handle it. It won’t cost much. Material and such, I’ll cover it all. Leave it all to our Feiyu Group."

Zhang Xian was stunned, he had a bad feeling. What did these two father-daughter mean? They took care of everything, so why did he even come here to borrow money?

Darn, when did Qianqian, this innocent little girl, learn to plot? She’s actually trying to tie him down.

Seeing that Zhang Xian wasn’t speaking, Dong Qian pouted and asked, "Brother Zhang Xian, do you disagree? Are you looking down on me and don’t want me to help?"

"No... no!"

Dong Qian was pleased and laughed, "So Brother Zhang Xian agrees then?"

Zhang Xian gave a bitter laugh and said, "Alright, I agree. But one construction team will slow down the progress, I’ll need to find another one separately."

Upon hearing this, Dong Tianchen was somewhat unhappy. Zhang Xian wanting to find his own construction team clearly suggested that he didn’t want to owe him too much. This young fellow, even at his age, was quite astute!

....

After leaving the headquarters of Feiyu Group, Zhang Xian got into his BMW M6 and didn’t drive straight home but headed to Middle East Properties.

Originally, Buckteeth Zhou was responsible for sourcing the construction team. Now that Dong Tianchen was involved, he felt the need to step in personally and make Middle East Properties aware of it.

As for why he chose Middle East Properties - would they dare to overcharge him?

Seeing that Zhang Xian wasn’t going home, Dong Qian frowned and asked, "Brother Zhang Xian, where are you going?"

Zhang Xian laughed and said, "To find a construction team."

Dong Qian pouted her lips and said, "Brother Zhang Xian, you’re so mean."

"I’m mean?" Zhang Xian pinched Dong Qian’s little face and smiled, "Tell me little girl, when did you learn to play tricks on your big brother?"

Dong Qian’s cheeks turned red and she lowered her head, not daring to speak.

...

About forty minutes later, a BMW M6 stopped in front of a company.

Zhang Xian got out of the car, took Dong Qian by the hand, and entered the company. Approaching the reception, he asked, "Miss, is your company’s boss in?"

The receptionist lit up when she saw the handsome man, but her excitement waned when she noticed Dong Qian. "May I ask... Do you have an appointment?" She asked hesitantly.

"An appointment?" Zhang Xian was taken aback, "You mean your boss would dare to make me schedule an appointment?"

The receptionist looked confused and asked, "Sir, what do you mean by that?"

"Er..." Zhang Xian gave a slight smile and said, "Nothing much, just call your boss, I want to see him."

The receptionist looked at Zhang Xian, then picked up the phone.

After a while, a deep voice came from the phone, "What is it?"

"Uh... sir, someone is looking for you downstairs."

"Who is looking for me? Why didn’t they call me first?" There was a short pause on the other end of the line, then the voice continued, "Must be some bored fellow, I suppose? Tell him I don’t have time right now. Let him wait."

"Okay." The receptionist hung up and looked at Zhang Xian, "Sir, I’m sorry, but our boss doesn’t have time right now. He’s asked you to wait."

"Wait? Your boss is quite amusing."

Zhang Xian tapped his nose and said, "Call him again and tell him to roll down here immediately to see me. If he doesn’t show up within two minutes, I’ll have someone smash his damn company."

"Sir, what...what are you trying to do?" The receptionist was quite scared.

She initially thought Zhang Xian was very handsome and attractive. Suddenly, she felt she couldn’t bear to look at him directly. Was this man crazy? Bursting into their company and causing such a scene?

Seeing the receptionist frozen in place Zhang Xian asked, "What’s wrong, miss? Why don’t you make the call? Or should I go up there myself?"

The receptionist retorted, "Sir, you are going too far. How could you behave like this?"

Zhang Xian replied, "What’s wrong? Is there something inappropriate about what I’m doing?"

The receptionist looked at Zhang Xian and said, "Our boss is busy right now, can’t you just wait?"

"Miss, no offense, but your boss doesn’t have the rank to make me wait." Zhang Xian picked up the phone and coldly eyed the receptionist, "Dial the number for me, quickly."

The receptionist refused, "Sir, if you continue like this, I’ll call the security guards."

His mouth twitched unnaturally, as Zhang Xian pressed redial and shouted as soon as the call connected, "Is this the boss? Get down here immediately."

"Who the hell are you?" Came an angry roar from the other end of the phone.

"Who am I? I am Zhang Xian, don’t you dare tell me you don’t know," and with that, Zhang Xian hung up abruptly.

Hearing this, the receptionist’s mouth formed an ’O’. Regaining her senses, she bounced and shouted: "Security, security, someone is causing trouble here, hurry up."

Soon, several security guards arrived.

The one leading them looked at Zhang Xian and said: "Sir, please leave our premises immediately. Or else, we will use force."

"Guys, this issue is out of your hands. Return to your posts. I’ll wait here, I promise not to cause trouble within two minutes." Zhang Xian took out a pack of cigarettes, handed out one to each of them and smiled: "If I’m not mistaken, your boss should be rushing down and will reach the front desk soon. If any of you dare to lay a finger on me, it might not end well for you."

The security personnel exchanged dazed looks as they accepted the cigarettes. What’s this guy trying to say?

The receptionist was also confused. He was just acting very arrogant. Now that the security guards are here, why is he backing down? Did he think there were no security guards here before?

Regaining her senses, she banged on the desk, "Security, why are you standing there? Remove him immediately!"

"Is that so?" One of the security guards asked the receptionist.

The receptionist nodded, "Yep! When the boss arrives, he’ll blow his top if he sees us standing here doing nothing."

The security guard nodded, moved forward and tried to drag Zhang Xian away.

"What are you doing?"

Just then, a middle-aged man rushed out of an elevator, looking as if he wished he could sprout two additional legs.

"Boss?" The receptionist exclaimed.

What’s going on? The boss actually came down and he’s really in a rush, panting for breath.

"What are you trying to do?" Wu Dajun came running over, saw the security guard trying to drag Zhang Xian out, immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and swiftly shouted.

He’d never met Zhang Xian, but he definitely knew who he was.

Wu Dajun had a terrible feeling when Zhang Xian showed up at his company today. He didn’t dare to brush Zhang Xian aside. After all, this was a big shot that even Buckteeth Zhou wouldn’t dare to offend!

"Boss, this guy’s causing trouble," one security guard informed.

"Cause trouble my ass, get the hell out of here." Wu Dajun scolded angrily, then with a bow and a smile, he addressed Zhang Xian, "Mr. Zhang, do you need anything from me?"