"Hey Mr. Zhang, Happy New Year!"
"Wishing you a prosperous new year and abundant wealth!" A hearty compliment came from the other end of the phone.
"Old Zhu, I wish you a happy new year and all the best in your career!"
"Hey, we're all from the same hometown, why call me 'General Manager Zhang'? That makes us sound so distant, doesn't it?" Zhang Long chuckled.
Zhu Tao on the other end of the phone also perked up. As a seasoned veteran of the officialdom, he naturally understood the hidden meaning in the words.
However, being able to connect with the son-in-law of the future second-in-command of Shanghai is something that no amount of flattery is too much.
After all, it was a foregone conclusion that Hu's father would take over as the second-in-command of Shanghai.
So he took the opportunity to climb up the pole, "Ahem, brother, it's all my fault. When you come back, I'll treat you to a drink to make amends."
"But I'll have to call a few people to come over with me, otherwise I really can't outdrink you, brother. Even the Heavenly Wine Immortal wouldn't be able to compete with you!"
At this moment, Zhang Long remembered the promise he made to Jun Ge before dinner, so he stood up, walked to his second uncle's house, opened the door, and went inside.
Seeing Jun Ge's gaze, he pointed to the phone in his hand and said with a smile, "Sure, but I'll bring two people with me, from one of your group's subsidiaries."
Upon hearing Zhang Long's words, Zhu Tao on the other end of the phone immediately understood and readily agreed.
"Our group has too many subsidiaries, I don't know which two lucky ones have caught your eye, brother."
"But if you've caught my eye, then you're definitely a talent. I'll definitely transfer you to headquarters when I meet you. Don't be too upset about it!"
"Not at all. It's his good luck to be taken care of by you, brother."
"One of them is my cousin, is he...?"
"I'll ask him later; he's right next to me."
"Brother Jun, what's your company called again?"
These words were spoken by Zhang Long to Jun Ge, and also to Zhu Tao on the other end of the phone.
"Ah Long, our company's name is XXXXxxxx Company."
Zhu Tao, sitting opposite him, readily agreed, saying, "Okay, brother, let me know when you have time, and I'll book the place."
Zhang Long waved to Jun Ge, who was just about to get up, pointed to his phone, and then went back out and sat down by the brazier.
They chatted for a while longer before hanging up the phone.
This scene made the person sitting next to Zhang Long truly understand what success means.
I don't know if it started from that day, but people here judge whether someone is doing well or not by how busy they are during the Chinese New Year.
Ironically, Zhang Long's phone call here interrupted everyone else's mahjong game.
Even so, everyone listened intently with great interest.
These are things you can brag about in the future; you won't find them anywhere else.
Hu Xinxin chatted with Zhang Hu and Xiao Xi on the side, glancing at the reactions of the people around them from time to time.
This is also a source of enjoyment she has recently found, since besides Zhang Hu and Xiao Xi, only Jun Ge's wife can chat with her for a while.
Perhaps because Zhang Long is too successful, no elders are coming to him to make their presence known like they did last year.
They all subconsciously kept a certain distance from him.
Currently, only some young people who have just entered society can chat and laugh with Zhang Long without any pressure.
Perhaps after they've been toughened up by society for a few years, they'll become much like their elders.
Everyone present was sharing their happy experiences, because on New Year's Eve, no one would be foolish enough to bring up their unpleasant stories.
At this moment, two cars drove up from a distance, one after the other, and stopped next to them and not far away, respectively.
It was obvious that the car belonged to Zhang Kang, given that it had a Ningbo license plate.
As soon as Li Shuyuan, Zhang Long's sister-in-law, got out of the car, she noticed Hu Xinxin and Xiao Xi sitting next to him. After all, they were unfamiliar faces, and they had such good temperaments, so they must be Zhang Long's girlfriends.
If Zhang Long knew what his sister-in-law was really thinking, he would definitely give her a thumbs up.
I must say, he's a born businessman, with a very deep-rooted family background.
When the second uncle and aunt saw that it was their youngest son, Zhang Kang, who had returned, they quickly came out of their house to help.
They were seen taking things out of the car, carrying large and small bags.
Zhang Long also took a second look out of curiosity, after all, he had heard that when they came back last year, they only brought one suitcase and nothing but a few clothes.
As for the reason, everyone knows it perfectly well; that's just "reality"!
The other car was brand new; it didn't even have license plates yet, and the two red ribbons on the rearview mirror were still fluttering.
The one who got off the bus was Zhang Song, the youngest son of the third uncle's family.
That is, the person who made Zhang Qing a laughing stock last year.
He has made a fortune this year, with a profit of at least two million yuan.
And look, they've already started driving the new Mercedes-Benz GLC.
After getting out of the car, Zhang Song didn't even go home. His gaze swept over here, and when he saw Zhang Long warming himself by the fire, he immediately walked over with a big smile.
After experiencing the coldness and warmth of human relationships, Zhang Long is definitely his benefactor. It doesn't matter when he goes home, but he must repay Zhang Long's kindness.
However, he wasn't stupid; he knew the story of how a small favor could be appreciated, but a large one could breed resentment, so he didn't flaunt it everywhere.
Instead, he took out a cigarette and offered it to everyone present.
He nodded to Zhang Long before going home.
This is also what Zhang Long admires about him; he is indeed very tight-lipped.
If he were to reveal how he made his fortune, the Zhang family would never have a peaceful life again.
After all, he believes that if I'm in a good mood and I like you, then what I give you is yours. If you can't accept it, then you can only blame yourself for not being capable enough.
I won't give it to you, you can't take it from me.
However, Zhang Long clearly underestimated Zhang Song's eating speed. He had only been home for a few minutes, and before he had even finished smoking a cigarette, he saw Zhang Song carrying a stool out.
Only the greasy corners of his mouth proved that he had just eaten.
When the young people saw Zhang Song coming over, they made way for him.
After all, the other party is already a wealthy person who drives a Mercedes.
The villagers have such a unique perspective; they think that Mercedes-Benz and BMW represent the wealthy. No wonder so many people rent luxury cars to go home every Chinese New Year.
Seeing that several of his close friends were asking about the car price, Zhang Song chuckled and said, "It's not much, less than 400,000 yuan after all. I've been lucky this year, business has become much easier. Now that it's almost the end of the year, I gritted my teeth and added a little money to buy a new car to take home for the New Year."
Zhang Song clearly understands the importance of keeping one's wealth hidden. If anyone else had earned that much money in a year, Panamera would probably have already made arrangements for them.
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