"Understood, Mr. Zhang." The beautiful and gentle-spoken female assistant A-Yin, said, following behind Zhang Yujie.
Before leaving, she turned her head one last time to look at the still silent crowd in the meeting room, then looked at the back of the tall, imposing man walking ahead, before following him out, her eyes filled with adoration and infatuation.
A man like that, even if the sky were to fall, could hold it up with his own two hands.
The thirty-eight-year-old head of the Zhang Family looked down upon Zhang Yujie with disdain.
Chapter 147 Determining the Strategy
After seeing off the nonchalant Zhang Yuqi, Chu Xiaozhong looked at Song Tianyao and couldn't help but ask, "How much of what Zhang Yuliang said was true and how much was false?"
"He burned his mother so badly she had to stay in a hotel, that's definitely true. If this continues, that guy will definitely die a horrible death." Song Tianyao said, tidying up a thick stack of newspapers on the table. "Zhang Yujie and Zhang Yuqi are a perfect pair. Zhang Yujie cuts through obstacles, and Zhang Yuqi plans every step of the way. They're incredibly capable."
He said it was amazing, but his tone was as casual as if he were praising the food sold at a street stall.
"It's getting dark. Where are you going? If it's on your way, I can have the driver take you." Chu Xiaozhong was finding Song Tianyao increasingly pleasing to the eye. Just look at his own brother, Chu Xiaoxin; he hadn't been seen all day, but things were going smoothly at Likang. Song Tianyao had stood aside, offering his help, while Song Tianyao himself was in charge. Whether answering Zhang Yuliang or Zhang Yuqi, his answers were impeccable and flawless. Most importantly, although the atmosphere was relaxed during their conversation, neither Zhang Yuliang nor Zhang Yuqi had uttered even the slightest promise they hoped for.
Song Tianyao exaggeratedly tucked the thick stack of newspapers under his arm, raised his head seriously, and said to Chu Xiaozhong, "Then I'll trouble you, Young Master Zhong, to go to your house to deliver the good news. It's on my way anyway."
"Damn it." After hearing Song Tianyao's words, Chu Xiaozhong cursed under his breath and walked towards the door, regretting that he had asked one more polite question about whether it was on his way.
"Don't be angry. Young Master Shun is in the newspaper today. I'll take it to the chairman and his wife. If they're happy, I might get some reward money." Song Tianyao followed behind Chu Xiaozhong with the newspaper, not forgetting to add insult to injury.
When they arrived back at the Chu Family in Mount Gough in Chu Xiaozhong's Rolls-Royce, it was already completely dark. The Chu Family servants were somewhat stunned to see Chu Xiaozhong and Song Tianyao getting out of the same car. Not long ago, Chu Xiaozhong and his secretary, Chu Xiaoxin, had been fighting fiercely at home. How come they were laughing and chatting as they rode back in the same car today?
Some of the more astute among them have already begun to wonder if the eldest young master has already won over the second young master's capable assistant.
"Uncle Yan." Song Tianyao greeted Uncle Yan, the butler, who was standing at the entrance to the living room. Uncle Yan saw Song Tianyao appear behind Chu Xiaozhong. After Chu Xiaozhong went into the living room first, Uncle Yan En followed Song Tianyao and said with a smile, "Secretary Song, Madam has asked A-Hung to urge me several times to invite you to our house for dinner. Seeing that you have come uninvited, it saves me the trouble of arranging for someone to invite you again."
Song Tianyao, a young man who couldn't hide his smile, deliberately patted the stack of newspapers in his hand and winked at Uncle Yan: "I'm here to wait for Madam to send me Red packet."
"Master, Madam, Second Young Master, Third Young Master, and Eldest Young Madam are all in the dining room today, waiting for the meal to begin." Uncle Yan smiled at Song Tianyao's words and led Song Tianyao towards the dining room.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Song Tianyao found that, just as Uncle Yan had said, the entire Chu Family was sitting around the table. Apart from Chu Yaozong, who was in the main seat, even Madam Chu and Chu Xiaozhong's wife were sitting on one side. His boss, Chu Xiaoxin, who usually dreaded going home, was sitting on the right side, unfolding a newspaper and showing off the photos of himself with the Foreign Devil to everyone at the table like a treasure.
Before Uncle Yan Song Tianyao could even speak, Chu Yaozong, who was showing off his dashing Second Young Master Chu to his mother, had already spotted his secretary. "A-Yao? Come sit down, come sit down!"
As soon as he spoke, everyone at the table looked at Song Tianyao.
Chu Xiaozhong had already taken off his coat and was now sitting down next to his wife in a shirt. Together with his family, they looked at Song Tianyao, who was holding a stack of newspapers as thick as a dictionary and had a smug smile on his face.
"Didn't Uncle Yan ask you to come over for dinner? What? You're here to sell newspapers?" Lian Chu Yaozong almost spat out his Ginseng Tea when he saw the thick stack of newspapers in Song Tianyao's hand. He hurriedly swallowed it, choked twice, and couldn't help but ask Song Tianyao with a smile.
Song Tianyao sat down next to Chu Xiaoxin, placed the newspaper on the table, and gave a bright, idiotic smile, "In order to get Chairman Chu and his wife to send me Red packet, I specially bought a copy of every newspaper on the street today that had a Young Master Shun from me."
"Pretending to be clever and cunning, you weren't like this when I saw you in the study this afternoon." Chu Yaozong said calmly after Song Tianyao finished showing off.
His casual remark instantly chilled the atmosphere at the table. Madam Chu, who had been beaming with joy but hesitated to speak, and Chu Xiaoxin, who had been smug, both sat up straight and swallowed back the words that were already on the tip of their tongues.
Only Chu Xiaozhong still had a smile in his eyes as he looked at Song Tianyao opposite him. After listening to Chu Yaozong's words, Song Tianyao picked up the stack of newspapers in full view of everyone, then raised his buttocks, preparing to put them under his buttocks, and said awkwardly, "It was my recklessness and I didn't know how to do things. What's so interesting about newspapers? I'm used to sitting on hard seats and I'm not used to the high-end chairs in Chairman Chu's house, so I specially bought them to put under my chair."
Moreover, he deliberately placed the newspaper with a close-up of Chu Xiaoxin's portrait on top, intending to have Chu Xiaoxin's portrait come into close contact with his own buttocks.
Chu Yaozong laughed heartily, "Forget it, I'll just have my wife send you a Red packet, then you won't have to take your anger out on Ah Sin all the time."
He smiled, and everyone at the table laughed. Chu Xiaoxin hurriedly snatched the stack of newspapers from Song Tianyao's chair, glaring at Song Tianyao hatefully. "I was just thinking, if you sat down there, I would definitely fire you, damn it! This is my first time in the newspaper!"