The reason Chen Ze wanted to help Chen Youfu get rich was because, in his mind, his current wealth was all thanks to Chen Youfu's connections, which allowed him to accumulate tens of millions of yuan. Therefore, Chen Ze was very grateful to him.
He is a grateful person; if others treat him with respect, he will repay them with even greater respect.
The private room was filled with smoke. Chen Hao was making phone calls to borrow money. His father had made nearly 100 million yuan with Chen Ze, and this time he decided to try and make a fortune as well. After making all the calls, only one friend was willing to lend him 5 million yuan.
However, he was also asked to use the Guangfu Restaurant as collateral. Chen Hao agreed without hesitation. He withdrew three million from the Guangfu Restaurant and had two million on him, making a total of ten million.
Chen Hao cursed, "Damn it, these friends who used to drink and play with women all the time, always calling me 'brother,' now when I ask them to lend me a million or two, they say they don't have any money. I've seen through them."
Chen Ze sneered, "You associate with those kinds of scoundrels. They may seem glamorous on the surface, but they're useless when it really matters. Stay away from those kinds of people in the future."
Chen Hao nodded. "Brother Ze, don't tell my dad about my futures trading. I want to start my own business like you. Tonight I saw their true colors, and I'm never going to hang out with those bastards again."
Chen Ze nodded, then looked at the fat man and asked, "Fatty, do you want to buy some too?"
The fat man spread his hands and said, "Aze, all I have left is this pile of fat on my body. How much do you think it's worth?"
Chen Ze's lips twitched. "Do you want me to lend you a million? Of course, you have to pay it back regardless of whether you win or lose. I can't let you get it for free."
The fat man chuckled, "Yes, of course I want it. I wouldn't mind if you let me get it for free."
"roll,"
Chen Ze naturally wanted to take care of Zhang Jiesheng, his good brother from two lifetimes, and make sure he lived a comfortable life.
Just then, his cell phone rang, and he knew without guessing that it was Chen Youfu calling.
"Hey, Uncle Youfu, have you made up your mind?"
The voice on the other end of the phone said, "Aze, I've made up my mind and decided to buy 30 million worth of shares. What do you think we should do?"
“Uncle Youfu, my friend also wants to buy 11 million. I will transfer the money to you tomorrow morning. Then you can take the money to Hong Kong and find a friend named Li Zongren. He works at the Hong Kong Stock Exchange. Ask him for help.”
"Okay, send me his phone number later."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Ze opened his contacts, found Li Zongren's number, and dialed it.
"Hey, Uncle Li, do you remember me?"
A kind laugh came from the other end of the phone, "I remember, I remember, Xiao Chen, I'm only in my forties and not senile yet. So, what do you need me for?"
"Uncle Li, it's like this, my friend is bullish on cotton futures, and he's going to Hong Kong tomorrow. Since he's never bought futures before, he's asking you for a favor. Of course, he won't let you help for nothing; he'll definitely give you a reward, so don't worry."
Upon hearing that there was good news, Li Zongren happily said, "Alright, I'll go to the border to pick him up tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Ze got up and left the private room, followed closely by Chen Hao and Fatty.
After paying the bill at the front desk, everyone left.
Back in the dorm, Chen Ze sent a message to Fatty, telling him to come to Panda Takeout to sign a contract the next day.
The next morning, Chen Ze transferred the money to Chen Youfu and gave him Li Zongren's contact information. Afterwards, Chen Ze went to Panda Takeout.
He went straight to Wang Kaicheng's office, knocked on the door, and Yang Jiali opened the door and stepped aside to let him in. She saw Wang Kaicheng working diligently in front of his computer.
Chen Ze did not disturb him, but sat down next to the coffee table, while Yang Jiali sat opposite him and made him tea.
After finishing his work, Wang Kaicheng came over and asked, "Boss, how do you plan to resolve the rider issue? Our company has 30,000 Panda Delivery riders in 21 cities across the province. If we don't handle it properly, it will cause a lot of trouble."
Chen Ze said confidently, "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I've found a solution. I plan to outsource the rider recruitment to a labor agency. In other words, we will no longer sign contracts directly with riders; it will only be an indirect employment relationship."
Wang Kaicheng's eyes lit up, and he gave him a thumbs up: "Brilliant, boss! You're a genius to have thought of this. This way, the company's risk is transferred to the labor service company, and it can also help us effectively issue tax invoices."
"Ring ring," the internal phone on the office desk rang, and Wang Kaicheng got up to answer it:
“Hey, oh, Guangxing Labor Service Company… Okay, have him come to my office.”
A moment later, the office door opened, and there was the fat man, dressed very elegantly today, with his hair neatly combed. He walked to the coffee table, took out some cigarettes, and handed them to Wang Kaicheng and Chen Ze.
"Hello, Mr. Wang, I am Zhang Jiesheng, the person in charge of Guangxing Labor Service Company, introduced by Chairman Chen," the fat man introduced himself.
Seeing that he was about the same age as the boss, Wang Kaicheng assumed he was a friend of the boss and said very politely, "Mr. Zhang, please sit down and let's talk."
Then, the fat man repeated the cooperation details that Chen Ze had told him the night before to Wang Kaicheng.
During their conversation, Chen Ze received a phone call and then left the office.
After listening to Jason Zhang explain the details of the cooperation, he beckoned to his secretary: "Jiali, write down all the details of the cooperation that Mr. Zhang just mentioned in the contract, and then print out two copies for Mr. Zhang to sign."
"Okay, Mr. Wang."
Yang Jiali wiggled her big buttocks as she went to do her errands.
Jason Zhang shook hands with Wang Kaicheng and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."
"It's a pleasure to cooperate with you," Wang Kaicheng said politely.
Wang Kaicheng poured him a cup of tea. "Mr. Zhang, you and our Chairman Chen are good friends, right?"
Jason Zhang nodded. "We've been childhood friends."
Wang Kaicheng had an "I knew it" look on his face. A few minutes later, Yang Jiali came over with two contracts and handed them to them.
The two immediately signed their names and affixed the company seal.
At this moment, Chen Ze led Yun Ruoxi in and introduced her to Wang Kaicheng: "Mr. Wang, this is Ms. Yun Ruoxi, the general manager of my Guangcheng Catering Chain Store. I have transferred her to serve as the chief operating officer."
Wang Kaicheng stood up, shook hands with her politely, and said, "Hello, my name is Wang Kaicheng, Panda Takeout welcomes you to join us."
Yun Ruoxi smiled slightly: "Mr. Wang, I am new here, please take good care of me in the future."
“I wouldn’t say I’m taking special care of you. Our company has a very harmonious atmosphere, and I hope to work with you to create a strong team,” Wang Kaicheng said.
After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Ze instructed, "Sister Ruoxi, if you have any questions, please ask President Wang. I have class this afternoon, so I'll be leaving now."
"Okay, boss."
Afterwards, Chen Ze left with the fat man.
Chen Ze told Fatty that he should come to him if he had any difficulties in the future. Fatty felt warm inside and knew that he had made a true friend.
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