WPG0018: Dressed to the Nines: Taking the Initiative!

An Wuyang had originally been prepared to wrestle with the nitty-gritty details of the electronic waste, but the Happy Life System had already laid everything out crystal clear, so naturally, he no longer needed to bother with those specifics himself.

The problem now was inviting the six "friends" he had screened.

An Wuyang first prepared to send messages to the two "friends" providing funding: Li Qing and Zhou Xiang.

Li Qing's father, Li Wannian, was the branch manager of the Beiyu Branch of Gongshang Bank, known as the "universe bank." The corporate accounts and primary loans of Wugengtian Pharmaceutical Group were all handled at that branch.

Zhou Xiang's father, Zhou Sheng, was the branch manager of the Beiyu Branch of Shengqing Commercial Bank, and part of Wugengtian Pharmaceutical Group's commercial loans came from their family.

The three of them were similar in age, and with their fathers having a cooperative relationship, they naturally became so-called "friends."

An Wuyang first sent a message to Li Qing.

"An Wuyang: Bro Qing, do you have time the day after tomorrow?"

"An Wuyang: I've booked a private room at Huanqing Tower and called a few friends. How about we all get together?"

Li Qing didn't reply right away—whether he had read it and ignored it, or genuinely hadn't seen the message, was unclear.

An Wuyang didn't dwell on it. He then sent a message to Zhou Xiang, using the same spiel he had given Li Qing, to invite him to the gathering.

Zhou Xiang replied immediately.

"Zhou Xiang: Sure, what time the day after tomorrow?"

"An Wuyang: Seven in the evening."

"Zhou Xiang: I'll be there on time!"

Zhou Xiang's reply was very definite—he would attend this gathering.

After Zhou Xiang responded, Li Qing's message came through as well.

"Li Qing: Sorry, bro, I'm not sure if I'll have time the day after tomorrow."

"Li Qing: If I do have time, I'll come."

"An Wuyang: No problem, Bro Qing, just arrange your schedule as you see fit."

An Wuyang replied politely, but he knew in his heart that Li Qing definitely wouldn't come.

In modern social etiquette, if it's not a clear affirmative answer, it's a refusal.

That "not sure if I'll have time the day after tomorrow" was just a polite way of putting it—the other party hadn't even asked for the specific time.

Did he really need someone to outright reject him?

Wouldn't that be too undignified?

Everyone knows how to keep up appearances!

An Wuyang then started sending messages to the other three "friends": Zhu Guanghao, Sun Kairui, and Xu Haoran.

The first two were from the Shengqing police system, while Xu Haoran was from the customs system.

The last friend was Wu Kefan, whose family's Shengqing Qimingxing Import and Export Trading Company would provide the transportation channels, and this guy was genuinely a good friend of An Wuyang's.

After An Wuyang sent out the messages, within less than five minutes, everyone had replied, all expressing willingness to attend the gathering the day after tomorrow.

This situation caught An Wuyang a bit off guard!

Because An Wuyang's relationship with Zhu Guanghao, Sun Kairui, and Xu Haoran was truly a nodding acquaintance—they knew each other's names, had met, clinked glasses at parties, but had almost no private interaction.

Given the current state of Wugengtian Pharmaceutical Group, An Wuyang had never expected all three of them to agree. He had originally thought it would be good if just one accepted.

As long as one agreed, through introductions and connections, he could always find the right network.

But who knew everyone would say yes?

A bit strange!

Though he found it odd, An Wuyang didn't dwell on it too much. He figured he'd find out what was going on when the time came.

After confirming that five people would attend the gathering the day after tomorrow, An Wuyang began writing a feasibility report on importing electronic waste on his computer, to make his case more convincing at the gathering.

June 28th, afternoon, nearly six o'clock.

An Wuyang was at home, reviewing the "feasibility report" he had made on his tablet. He wasn't checking for omissions or errors—that work had already been finished yesterday.

He was now familiarizing himself with the report's content and practicing his pitch in advance.

An Wuyang took the gathering tomorrow very seriously, after all, it involved nine-figure profits—naturally, he was extremely focused!

Meanwhile, at the Gantian Lobster Restaurant, the Class 3-6 reunion was underway.

Sun Zhiming had arrived early to greet the arriving classmates. He loved the feeling of being the center of attention.

The only pity was that An Wuyang hadn't come!

He had always been overshadowed by An Wuyang, and now that he finally had a chance to turn the tables, An Wuyang simply wouldn't take the bait.

It felt like punching cotton, leaving Sun Zhiming utterly frustrated.

"Hello, classmate Sun." Su Yueling arrived in a moon-white dress and took the initiative to greet him.

Sun Zhiming glanced at her—she was wearing delicate makeup and had an outstanding figure. He couldn't help but sigh at An Wuyang's good fortune, while also lamenting Su Yueling's lack of intelligence.

"Hello, Su, you look lovely today!" Sun Zhiming said, complimenting her.

Su Yueling's eyes held a hint of a smile. She knew she was beautiful, and she knew her figure was excellent—these were her advantages.

And she knew how to use them well!

So when she learned that An Wuyang's family situation had taken a turn for the worse, she didn't hesitate to jump ship.

After all, with her qualities, why should she sink alongside An Wuyang?

Wasn't Sun Zhiming the better choice now?

She knew Sun Zhiming's family was well-off too, and after a couple of days of asking around and searching online, she'd found out that Caimai Pharmaceutical was valued at nine figures.

That was exactly why she'd dressed up so carefully before coming to the class reunion.

She had a new target!

She believed that with her beauty and outstanding figure, handling a mere Sun Zhiming would be a piece of cake, right?

At least from the looks of it, everything was heading in a good direction, wasn't it?

"Not going in yet, Sun?" Su Yueling asked, seemingly casual.

Sun Zhiming answered bluntly, "I'll wait for the others a bit longer."

He enjoyed greeting his classmates as if he were the host—it gave him a strange sense of pleasure.

"Then I'll head in first." Su Yueling didn't offer to stay and keep him company. She'd put on makeup, and it was hot outside—what if she started sweating and ruined it?

That delicate look had taken her nearly two hours to perfect!

When Su Yueling walked into the restaurant, some of the classmates who'd arrived early turned to look at her. The male students' gazes swept over her intentionally or not, which gave Su Yueling a faint sense of pride.

In a corner, a male student named Ma Long pulled out his phone and quickly typed a message to a friend.

'Ma Long: Su Yueling is dressed up so pretty!'

'Jia Xiaoman: Isn't that all for Sun Zhiming?'

'Jia Xiaoman: She announced breaking up with An Wuyang on her Moments, and Sun Zhiming's been spreading the news about An Wuyang's family company going bankrupt. She's definitely trying to hook Sun Zhiming!'

'Ma Long: I'm so jealous of these rich second-generation guys!'

'Ma Long: Do you think An Wuyang ever slept with Su Yueling?'