Chapter 17 Playing Tricks on Zhou Zechuan
The fried skewers at the food stalls are very appetizing. Ji Wan walked towards the stalls and skillfully found a few stalls. This is where he has been eating since he was a child, and the taste is so authentic.
Chi Wenyan raised his eyebrows, and his gentle yet cold face couldn't hide his surprise at this moment, but he quickly suppressed his expression.
He walked to a low stool and sat on it with his valuable clothes, which made people feel distressed.
"Order two more cold cakes. When it's hot, they can not only relieve the heat but also help strengthen the stomach and aid digestion." Ji Wan said with a smile.
"It seems you are very particular about snacks."
"Yes, I've been eating it since I was a child. Their cold cakes are made with real ingredients, without any extraneous ingredients. You can eat them with confidence."
Chi Wenyan raised his eyebrows: "You ate street food when you were a kid? Won't your parents scold you?"
Ji Wan smiled and said gently, "If I say it was my grandmother who always took me to eat, would you believe me?"
Chi Wenyan was not familiar with the older generation of the Ji family, but he had met Ji Wan's parents several times.
However, when it comes to business decisions, Ji Wan's parents are not as decisive as their parents' generation, but they are competent in keeping the Ji family afloat.
It's just relatively mediocre.
Speaking of his parents, Ji Wan couldn't help but feel a little sad, and quickly changed the subject to talk about how to make this food.
As soon as the fried skewers and cold cakes were served, the two of them were attracted to them. Although their stomachs had been growling with hunger, they ate slowly, which seemed out of place with the people around them who were feasting.
After dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Ji Wan looked at his watch and said, "It's time. I should go home."
"Where to go? You live alone now?"
"No."
Ji Wan walked to the front, holding a string of candied haws in his hand, his eyes still moving around the surrounding stalls. After looking for a while, he said, "I'll take a taxi back when we get to the intersection. Mr. Chi, you go back."
"good."
When they reached the intersection, Ji Wan waved goodbye to Chi Wenyan, hailed a taxi, and quickly disappeared from Chi Wenyan's sight.
Watching the car drive away, Chi Wen leaned against the wall, his eyes moving meaningfully.
After a moment, he picked up the phone and dialed Feng Hao.
"Hmm? Second brother, is the date over?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Check the progress of Zhou Zechuan's project."
"Okay."
In less than ten minutes, Feng Hao replied, saying that the project had only progressed 30% and there were still a lot of relationships to be smoothed out.
"Second brother, didn't you say you would give him funds? How much?"
"Two million."
When Chi Wenyan said this, Feng Hao almost dropped the popsicle in his hand.
Two, two million? Just to establish a connection is enough.
If I want to use all the connections, these two million won't even be worth a penny.
"Brother, if Zhou Zechuan knew you gave him two million, he wouldn't be furious, right?"
Chi Wenyan responded to Feng Hao with a sneer.
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"Two million?! These two million are not enough!"
Zhou Zechuan's face was filled with shock and his eyes were full of anger.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and adjusted his tone.
"Feng Hao, can you please tell Brother Chi again? These two million is really too little. The start-up capital for this project must be at least eight million."
In fact, he could handle most of the problems with just five million. After so many years in Yucheng, he had some connections.
Chi Wenyan can do the lion's share, and he will reap the rewards faster and with less effort.
Who would have thought that Chi Wenyan gave him two million just like giving alms to a beggar!
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