118. The Attentive Boss Lady

For fixed assets like commercial streets, rental income is the main source of revenue, along with scattered advertisements and venue fees paid by brands for occasional outdoor events.

Relatively speaking, the income is more stable, and it is not the kind of asset that relies too much on the abilities of its employees.

Therefore, even though maintaining an appropriate distance between the boss and employees helps to preserve a sense of authority, Zhang Yang was unwilling to put on too much of a boss's airs.

It's good to be gentle and approachable.

Walking out of the property management company with Manager Chen, Zhang Yang strolled casually through the three-story commercial street.

Occasionally he would ask a question, and Manager Chen would answer it without hesitation, as he was quite knowledgeable about the situation of each store.

There's not much to say about the first floor.

With 100% occupancy, and now that it's almost lunchtime, many restaurants are already getting busy. Every few steps, you'll see a milk tea shop, and students from nearby schools are crowding around buying milk tea.

"Hello, Manager Chen."

"Manager Chen, would you like some milk tea? I'll make you a cup."

Along the way, I was greeted constantly, and many bubble tea shop owners happened to be there and were very welcoming.

"Not bad, you're quite popular." Zhang Yang glanced at Manager Chen.

That's quite normal. As the manager of the property management company, I'm on the front lines every day, dealing with these shop owners. It's only natural that everyone would be polite to each other.

"It's all thanks to everyone's kindness." Manager Chen wiped his sweat, a little uneasy.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, relax. I'm not one to fuss over these little things," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Before he owned this commercial street, I visited it several times as a customer and felt that everything, including attracting businesses, was quite good. This is naturally inseparable from the efforts of the property management company.

Manager Chen breathed a slight sigh of relief, but still followed closely behind without daring to be careless.

Who knows what big moves the new boss might make?

As the two strolled along, Zhang Yang gained a general impression of the tenants on the first floor.

The two then went straight to the second floor.

The second floor doesn't have many restaurants, but it does have a lot of internet cafes, women's clothing stores, escape rooms, and training institutions.

Just now, Zhang Yang passed by a dance studio.

Even through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see some girls raising their legs high, their figures graceful.

"Hey? That shop over there seems to be doing pretty well," Zhang Yang remarked curiously, glancing at the constant flow of people going in and out.

"That shop? That shop is already up for sale," Manager Chen told Zhang Yang from the side.

"Transfer?" Zhang Yang wondered.

The two strolled forward together and arrived at a shop called Drunken Skewers.

"Manager Chen!"

Inside the shop, a strikingly beautiful woman greeted me with a smile, "What a rare guest! What brings you here?"

Upon closer inspection, the woman had a rosy, fair complexion and a graceful figure, exuding a healthy beauty reminiscent of someone with regular and heavy menstrual flow.

She's such a mature and sophisticated older sister.

Zhang Yang glanced at her a few times, sensing the woman's strong feminine aura, and estimated that she was only in her early thirties.

"And who is this?" The woman naturally noticed the handsome figure standing to the side at a glance.

"Madam, this is our boss, Mr. Zhang," Manager Chen cleared his throat, emphasizing the importance of the introduction.

"Huh? Boss?" The woman was stunned for a moment, a little taken aback.

"They're the owners of our entire Star City Plaza," Manager Chen reminded them again.

In an instant, the woman's small mouth parted slightly, and her expression blossomed with charm and an intensely passionate fervor.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, my name is Li Xiaoxuan." She extended her slender, fair hand.

Zhang Yang saw the beautiful proprietress extend her hand, so he reached out and shook it, and then shook it again.

"Your store is doing quite well, why are you transferring ownership?"

"It's an illusion. I recently changed the self-service skewers to a buffet, and I plan to close down after clearing out the inventory, so there have been more customers lately." A trace of worry flashed across Li Xiaoxuan's fair face.

"By the way, Mr. Zhang, if you have any suitable options, please recommend them to me."

"Manager Chen, if you have any suitable tenants, please recommend them." Zhang Yang casually agreed, glancing at Manager Chen.

Anyway, this kind of help is just going with the flow, so it doesn't really matter if I agree to it.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, I'll definitely keep an eye out for suitable candidates for the boss's wife," Manager Chen quickly replied.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang. Um, how about I treat you to some of our restaurant's dishes?" Li Xiaoxuan quickly thanked them and then warmly invited Zhang Yang and Manager Chen inside.

"No need, you can go do your thing," Zhang Yang politely declined.

The main problem is that he has an appointment tonight, and this delay makes it late.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, there's no rush, not at all." Without waiting for a reply, Li Xiaoxuan reached out and dragged Zhang Yang into the store.

In fact, if Zhang Yang didn't want to go in, let alone one Li Xiaoxuan, even ten more wouldn't be able to move him in the slightest.

Ultimately, it's still...

The store's interior decoration is quite unique, more flamboyant than the usual trendy "Instagrammable" style.

The self-service area offers a wide variety of options, including snowflake beef cubes, Sichuan-style pork belly, tender lamb, and miniature pork.

However, to be honest, Zhang Yang felt that the price was still relatively high.

I estimate that two people could easily spend two or three hundred yuan on a meal.

Two or three hundred yuan for two people at a roadside barbecue restaurant? They wouldn't eat casually here, would they? They'd probably only be able to get a barely filling meal.

"Mr. Zhang, please sit here. Manager Chen, please sit down too." Li Xiaoxuan warmly ushered Zhang Yang into a seat, poured him tea, and brought him drinks. Then, she took a tray and went to select skewers herself.

Zhang Yang sipped his tea, admiring Li Xiaoxuan's curvaceous figure in a dress worn by mothers-in-law.

Manager Chen sat opposite him, looking somewhat uneasy. He glanced at Zhang Yang, then at Li Xiaoxuan, seemingly lost in thought.

"Such a big store, is Li Xiaoxuan running it all by herself?" Zhang Yang looked away and asked casually.

Manager Chen was taken aback, quickly processing Zhang Yang's words.

"Mr. Zhang, the proprietress is single, so naturally there are no partners in this shop," Manager Chen said in a low voice.

Zhang Yang responded with an "oh".

A single, beautiful business owner—well, it's unlikely someone her age hasn't been married before; she's most likely divorced.

"Mr. Zhang, well, how about I head back first? I still have some things to do at the company..." Manager Chen said, showing great tact.

"Go on, go on." Zhang Yang waved his hand, not even looking at him.

Manager Chen quickly got up and quietly left.

A moment later, Li Xiaoxuan came over with two large trays of grilled skewers.

"Huh? Manager Chen went back?"

"The company might be having a party, so he went back first. You took too much. Don't touch this plate, just bake some more, don't waste it," Zhang Yang casually reminded him.

"It's alright, please eat as much as you like. Here, let me grill it for you." Li Xiaoxuan smiled and gently adjusted the hem of her skirt as she sat down. Then, her slender fingers picked up the skewers one by one and put them into the grilling machine.

She personally grilled the skewers, watching the heat carefully, and placed them one by one on Zhang Yang's plate.

I also poured some wine, intending to urge them to have a few drinks.

"No need for alcohol, I have to drive out later." Zhang Yang waved his hand, intending to only have a small drink and leave quickly.

"Please have some. If you really can't, I'll drive you there later," Li Xiaoxuan said with a smile.

"This is really..." Zhang Yang shook his head and casually tasted the kebab.

Yes, the food is indeed very fresh and tender. It's a pity this shop won't be open for long.

Looking at the flushed, ripe-faced proprietress, he didn't think her fawning over him was just a ploy to get help with the store's transfer.

What else could be the point?

My phone kept buzzing with notifications.

Zhang Yang glanced at it; it was a message from Meng Baihan, asking when he would arrive.

"Boss lady, stop grilling, I have to go. How much is it? I'll scan it for you." Zhang Yang stopped her from putting more skewers on the grill.

"You're too kind, don't mention money." Li Xiaoxuan kept waving her hands.

"No, it's just a small business. If your shop were thriving, I could treat you to a meal. But you're about to sell it, how could I possibly take advantage of you?" Zhang Yang shook his head, stood up, and walked straight to the bar.

Li Xiaoxuan was taken aback, then quickly chased after him.

However, Zhang Yang had already scanned the code and casually paid two hundred.

"Oh dear, really! I'll refund you." In her haste, Li Xiaoxuan thought of returning the money to its original address.

"No need to trouble yourself, I have something else to do." Zhang Yang waved his hand and walked straight out the door.

"Auntie, Auntie, please watch the shop, I'm going out for a bit." She hurriedly called out from inside the shop, then went out and ran off.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, please wait for me."

A moment later, Zhang Yang looked at Li Xiaoxuan, who was panting beside him, and was slightly puzzled.

"Mr. Zhang, let me see you off. Didn't you have some drinks?"

"I can just take a taxi, you're being too kind," Zhang Yang blinked, looking quite surprised.

Even if he is the owner of Star City Plaza, there is no business connection between them, and they do not rely on him or ask him for anything.

"Of course, of course. I urged you to drink, so naturally I must see things through to the end," Li Xiaoxuan said, gently pressing her chest, which was rising and falling with her breath.

"Is there something else you need my help with?" Zhang Yang asked the proprietress with a smile, looking directly at her.

"Really... really not." Li Xiaoxuan was taken aback, then gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Alright, go ahead and deliver it if you want." Zhang Yang looked at Li Xiaoxuan for a moment, then nodded. "If it really doesn't work out later, we can just grab something to eat there."

A moment later, the two arrived at Zhang Yang's Cayenne.

Seeing this Cayenne, Li Xiaoxuan was actually a little surprised.

She felt that for someone as wealthy as Mr. Zhang to drive a Cayenne was a bit too low-key.

"Come on, you drive." Zhang Yang casually handed her the Cayenne car keys, then walked to the trunk to grab a couple of bottles of water.

Li Xiaoxuan got into the car, fastened her seatbelt, and immediately noticed an invitation that had fallen onto the passenger side floor mat.

She picked it up casually and glanced at it.

It was an invitation to test drive a new Rolls-Royce model, exclusively for Rolls-Royce owners. Suddenly, she understood everything.

Just because someone drives Cayenne doesn't mean they only Cayenne.

It's simply that Mr. Zhang can drive whatever car he wants; there's no need for him to do anything deliberately.

The car door opened, and a figure stepped inside.

"Would you like some water?" Zhang Yang handed him some water and got into the passenger seat.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. By the way, where are you going?" Li Xiaoxuan asked, taking the water bottle.

"Let me see." Zhang Yang casually turned on his location services and then gave a place name.

"I know that place well; I just had a gathering there with friends a while ago." Li Xiaoxuan gave an OK sign and immediately started the car.

At this very moment, in a private room on the second floor of the Elegant Gathering Pavilion.

A group of old classmates, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, were sitting or standing, some drinking tea, chatting happily.

The girls were talking about their boyfriends, and there was a bit of showing off between them.

The boys chatted about everything under the sun, sharing their recent experiences and discussing their work.

I had just met some of them in Magic City, but most of them were busy with work and didn't attend their classmate's wedding.

This trip back to Yinghai was just a coincidence, a rare and fortunate coincidence.

"Do you guys remember Luo Wenhui from our class? I heard she found a pilot boyfriend who earns millions a year and spoils her rotten!"

"Remember Song Shaoqiang? He's so handsome now. Last time I saw his post on WeChat Moments, wow, he was like a completely different person."

Several girls were chatting away.

They got more and more excited as they talked.

Everyone was taking out their phones to exchange opinions.

"Teacher Meng, who are we waiting for? Everyone's almost here, right?" Class monitor Zou Jun asked with a smile, looking at Meng Baihan was surrounded by a group of people not far away.

The people who were still chatting stopped talking and looked at Meng Baihan.

"Yeah, I think everyone who's supposed to be here has arrived, right? Nobody else should be coming, right?"

They felt that almost all the classmates they used to hang out with in high school were here, and they couldn't think of anyone who was missing.

"There's one more person who hasn't arrived yet." Meng Baihan glanced at the classmates present, then looked down at his phone.

The chat history on my phone was stuck half an hour ago.

Zhang Yang replied that he would leave now and told them not to wait for him.

"There's one more?"

Who is it?

The group exchanged puzzled glances.

Weren't we all there?

"Zhang Yang hasn't arrived yet. I just contacted him; he's on his way and should be here soon," Meng Baihan said, gently waving his phone.

"Zhang Yang?" someone murmured, referring to this distant and somewhat unfamiliar name.

"Wow, now that you mention it, it's been quite a few years since we've seen this person. How is Zhang Yang doing now? What is he doing?"

"Zhang Yang."

The group whispered among themselves, but didn't say anything about why Zhang Yang was invited. After all, this was a class reunion, and Zhang Yang was a classmate, so he was naturally welcome to come.

But the doubts remained buried deep in my heart.

Subconsciously, everyone knows that a class is also divided into different levels: the good students, the bad students, the outstanding students, and the ordinary students.

Back in high school, Zhang Yang was a typical nobody in his class, and naturally, he had absolutely no interaction with their inner circle.

Bringing him to a party now would seem out of place to anyone.