Chapter 3 The Second Young Master of the Zhou Family
After they left, Chen Zan went downstairs and couldn't help asking out of curiosity, "Grandma, who was that person?"
Chen Jiaohua withdrew her gaze from the direction where the car had disappeared, as if immersed in distant memories, and said, "His last name is Zhou."
She didn't expect that the person who came would be the second son of the Zhou family.
"I know his last name is Zhou." Chen Zan pursed his lips, feeling that it made no difference whether he said it or not.
Seeing her spoiled look, Chen Jiaohua smiled and took her hand as they walked inside. "His surname is Zhou. He's Zhou Jingyu, the second son of the Zhou family in Beijing. That's a family with unfathomable family background. They share the entire Forty-Nine City with the Jiang, Han, and Xie families. Every person who comes out of that family is powerful and influential. His grandfather and father..."
Chen Jiaohua mentioned two names. They were both big figures who often appeared in the evening news, and were people that ordinary people like them could not afford to talk about.
Chen Zan was shocked. It turned out that the man had such a powerful background. No wonder he looked so noble.
Chen Jiaohua added, "I heard he's in Rongchuan to take up his new post this time, and he'll probably be staying for a while. Next time you see him, avoid him. We shouldn't get involved with these people."
Chen Zhan figured out something else from his grandmother's words, "Grandma, don't you like Mr. Zhou?"
Chen Jiaohua didn't respond.
"If you don't like it, why did you give him such an expensive Sleeping Fire Lotus?" Chen Zhan said, "You only managed to keep this one alive. Last time, the Green Plant Association offered it for 1.5 million yuan, and you didn't even bother selling it."
A series of questions tinkled like broken beads dropped into a jade basin.
Chen Jiaohua said helplessly: "Okay, Zhanzhan, you have to allow grandma to have her own secrets."
Staring at his grandmother's back as she entered the house, Chen Zan was puzzled.
Zhou Jingyu.
She pondered the pinyin of the last two words, but didn't know which they were. However, she probably wouldn't have the chance to see them again.
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On the way back to the city, Zhou Jingyu was looking at the data files he had just received during the day, and Zhang Qing kept looking at him in the rearview mirror.
Zhou Jingyu didn't raise his eyes, but he could feel his gaze. "Just say what you want to say."
Zhang Qing thought for a moment before saying, "It seems like Grandma Xu isn't too welcoming to us. Did she just say that we shouldn't go there anymore?"
Zhou Jingyu nodded, glanced at the Sleeping Fire Lotus, and said nothing else.
Zhang Qing sighed lightly. Everyone was rushing to curry favor with the Zhou family. No matter where they went, as long as they were members of the Zhou family, they would always be the protagonists.
He was a little uncomfortable with being treated so coldly all of a sudden, and could only say regretfully, "I forgot to say hello to that little girl when I left."
He was talking about Chen Zan.
Zhou Jingyu stroked the title page of the document with his fingertips, his expression flickering under the light of the street lights on both sides of the street.
Zhang Qing was Zhou Jingyu's schoolmate in China. Later, when Zhou Jingyu returned to China, he applied for the job of his secretary. Since they had known each other for a long time, he was not so reserved when talking to her. Seeing that he hadn't spoken to her for a long time, he didn't mention it.
Then he mentioned that there was an itinerary arrangement.
"The leaders of several Rongchuan districts are hosting a banquet at Tang Palace and would like to invite you over. It just so happens that you've been here for so long and have postponed over a dozen events, big and small, due to work. How about meeting them today?"
What Zhou Jingyu had in his hand was a detailed data report of Rongtou's foreign trade in Rong City. He only took a quick look at it and found that there was a lot of water in it. No wonder those district leaders were so anxious that they invited him to a banquet without even waiting for the National Day to end.
The Audi drove into the city center and stopped in front of the bustling Tang Palace by the river. The cars parked at the door were either Maybachs, Rolls-Royces and various sports cars. Rongchuan lived up to its reputation as a den of brothels.
The Tang Palace is not only dazzling in appearance, but also luxuriously decorated inside. The golden decorations and gorgeous murals complement each other. Under the waterfall wall carved from a whole piece of malachite, the eternal moss maintains the emerald luster in the microclimate system.
After passing through the waterfall wall, there is another world inside. There are rockery and flowing water in the neo-Chinese style courtyard. You go up the arch bridge and pass through the winding corridor, and finally enter a large double-opening hanging flower door. Only after entering the inner courtyard can you reach the private room.
Led along by uniformed waiters, Zhang Qing looked at the carved beams and painted buildings along the way and felt that the specifications of the Rongchuan Club were comparable to those of the Yongfu Club in the old city. It was really luxurious.
While the waiter was far away, Zhang Qing said, "We had someone check when we got here. The Wei family is behind this Tang Palace. They're hiding very well, so it took some effort to find them, but they shouldn't be wrong."
Zhou Jingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, "The Wei family, the second-in-command of Rongchuan?"
Zhang Qing nodded.
It is said that Rongchuan's surname is Wei. Zhang Qing did not quite believe it before coming here, but now he feels that the Wei family dares to open this Tang Palace in such a blatant way by using the shell of a side branch. It seems that the title of local emperor is true.
The box door opened and Zhang Qing closed it in time.
There are a large group of people inside. Anyone who pays attention will find that they are all responsible for the operations of various important departments in Rongchuan.
Zhou Jingyu took a quick look and found that there were more people coming tonight than he had imagined, including the Wei family he had just mentioned.
Wei Qiming, the second-in-command of Rongchuan, is in his fifties but looks very young.
As soon as he came up, he shook Zhou Jingyu's hand warmly and said, "Jingyu, you went to Rong Investment Group to take up your post a few days ago. Coincidentally, I was on a business trip during those two days and was unable to welcome you. I am sorry for the neglect."
As a large holding group invested by the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, Rongtou has strong qualifications and is not under local management, but is under the core management of Beijing.
Zhou Jingyu was temporarily parachuted into Rongchuan Investment Group ten days ago. Although his position on the written documents stated he was the second-in-command of the group, the old guys above him were either about to retire or were from the Zhou family.
Wei Qiming is several levels higher than Zhou Jingyu in terms of both age and rank, but Zhou Jingyu is only 27 years old this year and has become the second-in-command of Rongtou. Although he is lower in rank, the Zhou family he represents is not someone that everyone can afford to offend.
Everyone knows that Zhou Jingyu was transferred to Rongchuan to gild his resume. If he were not too young, he would have to wait another two years. I am afraid that as early as when he returned to China, he would have entered the core power circle of Beijing, just like his elder brother.
So among these people, even though Zhou Jingyu is the youngest one, even a local tyrant like Wei Qiming has to be wary of him. No one knows where Zhou Jingyu will be assigned to in the future, not to mention the status of his grandfather.
The old fox came up and apologized in a humble manner. Zhou Jingyu naturally couldn't be too pretentious, so he continued the conversation with a smile on his face.
"Uncle Wei, I heard my father mention you before I came here. He said that when you went to the capital to report on your work last time, he didn't have time to talk to you. He asked you to come to his house for dinner next time."
He pulled his hand out without leaving any trace, with an imperceptible disgust in his eyes.
When Wei Qiming heard this, his face became hot with excitement. "Grandpa, do you still remember me?"
Zhou Jingyu smiled faintly and said, "After all, when the old man was still working at the school, he taught students, so how could I not remember him?"
In fact, Zhou Jingyu was talking nonsense. The old man only spent two years at Yenching University when he was young. How could he remember someone like Wei Qiming?
But when he came, the old man specifically asked him to go to the study and gave him some information about Wei Qiming.
If Zhou Jingyu wants to have a smooth future, he won't stay in the group forever. He has to do something remarkable before he can get a title and move up the group with justification.
Wei Qiming said "yes" twice, then sighed, "I only became eligible to come to Beijing two years ago. I was afraid of disturbing the old man, so I didn't dare to approach him. I will definitely pay a visit with gifts later."
"It's okay when you're here. Old men can't stand the word etiquette these days."
Everyone understood what this meant, and it instantly caused a burst of laughter. After laughing, Wei Qiming said, "Another toast, welcome to Rongchuan."
Zhou Jingyu raised the glass of wine in front of him, with a smile in his eyes that was half lazy and half oppressive. There was a sharp aura in his every move that was hard to ignore.
After drinking two glasses of wine, Zhang Qing pulled out the stool next to Wei Qiming.
Zhou Jingyu and Wei Qiming sat down, and then the others took their seats one after another. The seating arrangement and layout of the table, as well as the way of speaking, were all very particular.
Apart from Wei Qiming above, starting from the left, the first are the people sent by the leadership department, and the rest are the heads of each district. They are sitting in the farthest seats under the names of these people.
As for the accompanying secretary like Zhang Qing, he is the only one qualified to sit at the table.
Wei Qiming introduced someone to Zhou Jingyu, and after a few glasses of rice wine, the atmosphere gradually became lively.
Everyone came to toast with a few glasses of wine. Even though Zhou Jingyu had a good alcohol tolerance, no one could handle several kilograms of white wine. After the intermission finally came, Zhou Jingyu went out to take a breath.
Under the eaves, Zhang Qing took out a cigarette, and Zhou Jingyu took out one, rubbed the lighter, lowered his head and lit the cigarette. He blew a smoke ring at the crabapple trees in the yard that had not yet bloomed, and there was a thin gray smoke.
Seeing that no one was following him, Zhang Qing couldn't help but curse under his breath.
"Except for that old fox Wei Qiming, everyone else is a shrewd person."
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