bullyxtreme Chapter 539 - 234: This Foreign Trash Is Really Good at Pretending—Ask Him for Triple the Rent
Chapter 539 - 234: This Foreign Trash Is Really Good at Pretending—Ask Him for Triple the Rent
"Brother Chen, Chief Steward, you’ve really made us materialistic."
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Yang Chen asked them to take the Jianghuai car back, while he accompanied Lin Yiren for a test drive.
Although Lin Yiren had a driver’s license, her driving skills were quite average because she never owned a car.
Yang Chen took her to a spacious place in the suburbs and patiently taught her to get familiar with the car.
The two of them practiced until after eight o’clock before they returned home.
Upon returning home, Lin Yiren started cooking.
There’s a saying that describes girls who can handle both the drawing room and the kitchen, just as Lin Yiren does.
Before the meal was ready, her colleagues came by to return the car keys.
Lin Yiren wanted to invite them to stay for dinner, but they were too polite to interrupt Yang Chen and Lin Yiren’s alone time, so they all sensibly declined.
Lin Yiren made a big table of dishes, and the two of them ate to their hearts’ content, then went to take a bath together.
The colleagues were right, absence makes the heart grow fonder; tonight was destined to be another sleepless night.
Exhausted from a whole night, even Yang Chen’s iron body couldn’t hold up, and he slept in until after ten o’clock.
Meanwhile, Lin Yiren was busy doing laundry, washing sheets, and so forth.
As Yang Chen was about to get out of bed, Tang Hao, the manager from the Haisang Financial Mansion management office, called him.
"Mr. Yang, last year’s accounts are ready, and the first quarter’s rent payments are all collected. If you have time, you can come over for an audit," Tang Hao reported.
Yang Chen: "Alright! I’m off today, so I’ll come over this afternoon."
After hanging up, Yang Chen hurriedly got dressed and got out of bed.
Watching Lin Yiren in her cute pajamas fiddling with the washing machine, Yang Chen smirked mischievously, sneaking up on her and pushing her head into the washing machine...
At two-thirty in the afternoon, Yang Chen took Lin Yiren to Haisang Financial Mansion.
Looking at the tall mansion, Lin Yiren asked in astonishment, "Is this building yours too?"
Yang Chen nodded and said, "Yes! Let’s go inside and take a look, and check the accounts while we’re at it."
Yang Chen brought Lin Yiren to the management office, but Tang Hao wasn’t there; he was upstairs showing some foreign clients the office space.
Tang Hao received a call from his subordinates, promptly handing over the clients to someone else and hurrying down to greet Yang Chen.
"Mr. Yang, sorry, some foreign clients came to see the office, so I went up with them. Everything is here; please check it," Tang Hao said as he pulled out the accounts from the drawer.
"What kind of foreign clients are they?" Yang Chen asked.
"They’re from Huasheng Investment on Wall Street in the United States, introduced by President Liang from Shengjin Investment Bank. They said they wanted to rent an entire floor for their office. I showed them the 18th floor, which is hard to lease. They’re looking at it now," Tang Hao replied.
Different countries have different superstitions about numbers.
For example, Westerners consider 13 to be unlucky, while Dragon Country people find numbers like 4 and 18 to be unlucky.
For villas and office buildings, the 18th floor often needs to be discounted to sell.
Yang Chen and Lin Yiren exchanged knowing glances. What a small world, Hultas James is the president of the Dragon Country District of Huasheng Investment, and now he’s looking to rent office space here.
"Did the person in charge of Huasheng Investment get injured?" Yang Chen asked.
Tang Hao: "Huh? How did you know? Yes, he did get injured, and his face is wrapped in bandages."
Yang Chen: "He was beaten by a brave individual at the airport yesterday. He’s just a piece of foreign trash and a real show-off. There’s no way he’ll rent an entire floor. Don’t lease to him, but if he insists, charge him triple the rent."
Tang Hao: "Understood. I’ll go tell him."
Yang Chen nodded, casually flipping through the accounts.
Lin Yiren, standing by, cautioned, "Ah Chen, the captain should be serious. You’re flipping a page every few seconds, can you really check it that fast?"
Yang Chen replied with a smile, "I’m just taking a quick look. There are people handling these things; I don’t need to verify everything myself. I have an advertising company upstairs; I’ll take you up to see it."
Yang Chen put the accounts back in the drawer and locked it, then took Lin Yiren to Chenguang Advertising Company.
Upon seeing Yang Chen, the employees quickly greeted him.
"Hello, boss!"
"Boss, you haven’t been here in a while. Is this the lady boss?"
"The lady boss is so beautiful!"
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Lin Yiren, blushing, waved at everyone and said, "Hello, everyone, I’m Lin Yiren. It’s nice to meet you all, and thank you for your hard work."
The employees showered Lin Yiren with compliments, praising not only her looks but also her exceptional demeanor.
Shyly, Lin Yiren clung tightly to Yang Chen’s arm and followed him into the general manager’s office.
Xu Xiaoli had just finished a phone call and quickly came to greet Yang Chen and Lin Yiren.
Yang Chen waved his hand and said, "Don’t be so formal. Have you encountered any difficulties?"
Xu Xiaoli: "Our newly expanded planning and filming one-stop service has hit a snag with the first order. The freelance photographer and model are demanding higher fees at the last minute, which has exceeded our budget. If we go along with their demands, we’ll lose at least 800,000 on this job. We haven’t hired our in-house photographers and models yet, leaving us completely at their mercy."
Yang Chen: "Which company’s order is it?"
Xu Xiaoli: "It’s Sophie. We managed to secure this deal thanks to your previous 50 million rescue of the Hongxing Group. If we don’t follow through, it will damage our reputation, but persisting will lead to losses. We don’t even have time to find new photographers and models; otherwise, I wouldn’t be so anxious."
In tampon ads, the model just needs to be beautiful, have a good figure, and a certain air; fame isn’t important.
Yang Chen invited Lin Yiren to sit on his lap, and Xu Xiaoli, smiling, turned away and said, "President Yang, I’d better go have a look around."