Greetings from All Directions

As soon as Bei Wei finished speaking, the shop assistants began to greet her one after another.

"What about my share of this shop?" Zhang Yang asked, amused. "We agreed it was all yours."

"You provide the money, I'll provide the labor, we'll split it 50/50." Bei Wei smiled and lightly hooked her arm around Zhang Yang's, saying with a hint of coquettishness, "Don't try to be a hands-off manager and leave the shop to me all by yourself."

Zhang Yang smiled, simply acquiescing.

Several shop assistants looked at Bei Wei with some surprise at the girlishness she suddenly exuded.

You know, normally in the shop, this young proprietress always gave them the impression of being aloof, elegant, and serene; she had never shown such a petite and dependent side before.

Zhang Yang walked inside the store and took a good look at the current environment and atmosphere of Youjian Book Cafe.

He may not care about the store, but he cannot ignore the effort Bei Wei has put into it.

Every little detail in the store reveals its thoughtful design.

On the moderately sized bookshelves, rows of brand-new books exuding the scent of ink are displayed, and various circular sofas are scattered throughout the reading area.

The air in the beverage area was filled with the rich aroma of coffee beans.

The overall style of the book cafe is not the bright and airy kind; to describe it, it's more like the dim, warm glow of a campfire in a wooden cabin in the snow.

At that moment, the name "Youjian Book Cafe" seemed to be elevated to a higher level.

"I'm starting to get into it," Zhang Yang couldn't help but exclaim, suddenly feeling an urge to grab a book, order a coffee, find a quiet sofa, and sit there for an entire afternoon.

At that moment, even though the bookstore cafe hadn't opened yet, he felt it was a success.

In the book cafe, the relationship between Bei Wei and the staff didn't seem like a very serious superior-subordinate one; the overall atmosphere was quite relaxed.

Bei Wei, of course, wouldn't put on airs like a boss lady.

At that moment, a young female shop assistant, barely in her early twenties, couldn't help but pull Bei Wei aside and bombard her with questions.

"Sister Bei Wei, Mr. Zhang, is he really your boyfriend?"

"Yes," Bei Wei nodded and said softly.

"I heard them say that this whole commercial area, and all the office buildings over there, belong to Mr. Zhang..." the shop assistant asked curiously in a low voice.

"Who told you that?" Bei Wei couldn't help but smile, but didn't answer directly.

Zhang Yang carefully walked around the store and then talked to a clerk about some details. Before he knew it, it was past ten o'clock.

The Phantom that was supposed to take him to the company slowly came to a stop in front of the store.

The powerful presence of the extended Phantom directly confirmed all the rumors about Zhang Yang.

The shop assistants couldn't resist taking photos through the floor-to-ceiling windows, some even preparing captions to share on social media.

"I looked at the shop carefully, it's great. You put a lot of effort into this shop." Zhang Yang pinched Bei Wei's cheek, making no attempt to hide his praise.

Starting from scratch, even with financial support, it takes a tremendous amount of effort to open a store.

It's truly remarkable that a young woman Bei Wei has managed to build such a successful business.

"Isn't it because I have you, my big spender, to back me up?" Bei Wei smiled gently, tiptoed to give him a passionate kiss, and then whispered in Zhang Yang's ear, "I'll be waiting for you tonight..."

"Tonight?" Zhang Yang was pretending to be deep in thought when he was suddenly bitten on the ear, not too hard, not too soft.

Ouch, that hurts pretty much.

"You still bite?" Zhang Yang said, his arm around the little girl's waist.

"I'll bite you, I'll keep biting you tonight, I'll bite you off..." Bei Wei blurted out, a blush spreading across her cheeks.

Zhang Yang blinked, a strange thought stirring in his heart.

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That day, Zhang Yang was at the company. As usual, he efficiently reviewed some matters, both big and small, and also remotely connected with the heads of his business units.

While his current business empire isn't particularly large, it's still worth nearly six billion yuan, and it's all under his control, making it substantial personal assets.

In terms of his own net worth, he can't compare with those top billionaires and super-rich people who have assets of billions or tens of billions of US dollars, but he is not the best, but he is better than most, and there is definitely a significant gap between him and ordinary billionaires.

To put it bluntly, they're not even in the same league anymore.

Inside the office, Zhang Yang sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the magnificent skyline outside, and thought about how he was only twenty-five years old this year.

In that instant, a soaring ambition surged within me.

Although he was already very wealthy, he wanted to be even wealthier, to have even more assets, and to possess even more.

For example, luxury homes should at least be located in first-tier and new first-tier cities.

These days, you'd be embarrassed to call yourself a super-rich person if you didn't own a top-tier mansion overseas.

He has no shortage of luxury cars, but thinking about it, it seems he hasn't really played with supercars much. Those so-called "three legendary cars" are relatively easy to achieve in terms of limited global production, but those cars worth hundreds of millions, the ultimate supercars, are still a long way from his reach.

Looking further afield, there are private yachts worth hundreds of millions or even billions of US dollars, private jets exclusively for the super-rich, and even the casual purchase of a private island for vacation.

Only by possessing all of the above can one truly stand at the pinnacle of wealth!

"At twenty-five, there are still endless possibilities," Zhang Yang muttered to himself, his eyes sparkling with the vastness of the universe.

Outside the door, Bai Jingyi quietly pushed it open, carrying a cup of tea.

"Open··"

She had barely uttered a single word when she suddenly stopped, standing there stunned, staring at the figure standing in front of the French windows.

As I gazed at it, my eyes inexplicably became somewhat mesmerized.

"Why are you just standing there like an idiot?" Seemingly hearing a noise, Zhang Yang suddenly turned around and asked with amusement.

Bai Xiaomi immediately stuck out her tongue slightly and quickly took small steps to bring the tea over.

After thinking for a moment, she tentatively stood side by side with Zhang Yang.

"Chairman Zhang, what are you thinking about?" she asked in a low, curious voice.

"I was thinking, the higher you stand, the farther you can see," Zhang Yang said casually with a smile.

"Huh? You're not standing high enough? You're not seeing far enough?" Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaomi was immediately speechless, finding Zhang Yang's words somewhat unbelievable.

"This is nothing," Zhang Yang chuckled, casually putting his arm around Bai Xiaomi's shoulder. "I want to stand higher and see further."

Bai Xiaomi obediently let Zhang Yang put his arm around her.

She didn't quite understand what this good boss meant, nor did she understand how high or how far one could see.

All she knew was that at this moment, being able to stay by Zhang Yang's side, stand with him, listen to him talk, and hear him share even the smallest of his worries seemed like an indescribable happiness.

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That evening, as Little Sweetie said, or perhaps because Little Sweetie's words during the day had stirred up some desire,

Zhang Yang went to Bei Wei's place again.

On the night before the opening of the Youjian Book Cafe, the sweet girl seemed to be in high spirits.

Zhang Yang, naturally, also indulged in boundless pleasures and reveled in sensual delights.

The next morning, Zhang Yang opened his eyes and found the little girl nestled against his chest, gazing at him with tender, watery eyes. He didn't know how long she had been awake.

"Awake?" Bei Wei asked, leaning closer.

"You didn't sleep, did you?" Zhang Yang asked curiously, but seeing how energetic the little girl looked, it didn't seem like she hadn't slept all night.

"No, I just woke up early," Bei Wei said with a smile, clinging to her. "I was excited."

Zhang Yang understood her feelings; after all, this was Bei Wei's first store, her first store in the true sense of the word.

It's normal for a sweet girl to be happy.

Early in the morning, as dawn was breaking, the two lingered in bed for a while before Zhang Yang got up at Bei Wei's urging.

Just after 7:30, we boarded Bei Wei's Panamera and set off.

Youjian Book Cafe outside around 8 o'clock.

It was already bustling with activity early in the morning.

"Honey, why... so many flower baskets?" Bei Wei grabbed Zhang Yang, a little dumbfounded.

Early in the morning, the flower baskets outside the Youjian Book Cafe were already piled up to the brim, and cars kept stopping to take the flower baskets off.

"Grand opening!"

Congratulations!

One after another, company owners from several office buildings parked their cars, took down flower baskets with smiles on their faces, and offered their blessings.

Zhang Yang had met all of these people once.

A casual glance at the flower baskets on site reveals a dazzling array of companies, including shop owners from the commercial district below the Yunheng Building.

Some news spreads like wildfire, unstoppable. From office buildings to shops in this commercial district, everyone easily knows the background of this bookstore/cafe in the most prominent location and the identity of the owner.

In these kinds of situations where everyone's praising someone, it's just a matter of showing up and adding to the festivities; who wouldn't do something like that?

"Thank you for coming." Zhang Yang stepped forward and exchanged pleasantries.

Bei Wei the little bird remained standing to the side, looking at the smiling, enthusiastic faces before her, and naturally knew who these people were.

The owners of the various companies in Yunheng Building have assets worth tens or even hundreds of millions of yuan.

Are they supporting themselves at this moment?

Yes and no.

To put it bluntly, isn't she just supporting her boyfriend?

Thinking of all this, she felt immense pride and gently took Zhang Yang's arm.

Around 8 or 9 o'clock, many office workers come and go. Many people passing by Youjian Book Cafe are quite surprised to see the endless flower baskets. Moreover, judging from the names on them, they have almost covered all the companies in the office buildings and the shops of all sizes in the commercial area.

What a grand opening!

"Wait, what's the deal with this store? So many people are patronizing it... Wait, what's our company doing here?"

"You don't know this? Look, that's Chairman Zhang over there. This entire office building and commercial district are all owned by Chairman Zhang. How could I not come to support the opening of Chairman Zhang's girlfriend's store?"

As everyone talked, they all suddenly realized what was going on.

Outside the store, the scene was spectacular, with the entrance resembling a sea of flower baskets.

Suddenly, a car pulled up at the entrance quite discreetly.

The car door opened, and a long-legged beauty carrying a flower basket walked straight to the store entrance, then stared blankly at the flower basket, which had nowhere to go.

"The opening was so successful?" She pulled down her sunglasses, her tone amazed.

Just then, a pair of figures walked out of the door, chatting and laughing. It was Zhang Yang and Bei Wei.

"Huh? You are..." Zhang Yang suddenly stopped and looked at the figure in front of him.

"Surprise!" The beautiful woman suddenly took off her glasses, revealing her true face.

"Gu Jiani?" Bei Wei exclaimed in surprise.

Who is Gu Jiani? Bei Wei's roommate back then, but since Bei Wei moved out, the two haven't seen each other for a long time.

I never expected to meet you again in such a setting.

"My dear sister, it's your opening day! I sent you a flower basket to show my support, but it looks rather unremarkable." Gu Jiani looked around and smiled with a hint of self-deprecation.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Come in and sit down." Bei Wei smiled and pulled Gu Jiani up.

A moment later, standing in the huge bookstore café, Gu Jiani looked around at her surroundings, her tone filled with emotion.

"Zhang Yang still spoils you the most," she said with immense envy.

"My dream was to have a shop like this, and then my husband opened it for me." Bei Wei couldn't hide her happiness, openly showing off her affection in front of her former roommate.

"Husband? You're calling him that already?" Gu Jiani teased with a smile.

Bei Wei looked shyly at Zhang Yang, but remained silent.

Gu Jiani followed the gaze to Zhang Yang, and upon seeing him, she couldn't help but feel dizzy for a moment.

It's been so long since I've seen Zhang Yang, and I never expected him to be even more dazzling. Whether it's his looks, physique, or temperament, he's so radiant that it's almost blinding.

He's such a heartthrob!

She couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration and endless envy for Bei Wei's good fortune.

With the love of such a male god, living in Lakeville Regency with her name on it, driving Panamera, and owning a bookstore and cafe of this size, she lives a life without worries about food and clothing.

Isn't this the life every girl dreams of?

"Are you alright, Gu Jiani?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"Great... very great." Gu Jiani took a deep breath and stepped forward to greet him formally. "Long time no see, handsome Zhang."

"It's been quite a while. Here, have a cup of coffee," Zhang Yang invited.

A moment later, in the coffee area, Gu Jiani sipped her latte, her eyes sparkling with boundless curiosity as she kept asking questions.

"How much did this store cost? What's its profit model?"

"It doesn't matter whether we make money or not," Zhang Yang said on behalf of Bei Wei.

"Don't talk nonsense, we still... we still need to make money." Bei Wei couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and subtly expressed her opinion to Gu Jiani. "How can we manage without making money?"

"Understood." Gu Jiani took a deep breath.

It turns out that even this shop was opened by Zhang Yang for Bei Wei to mess around with, and he didn't care at all whether it made money or not.

"Oh, right, I saw that you can top up your phone here, right? I'll top up a card and come read books and have coffee another day," Gu Jiani said, taking out her phone.

"Sure, we happen to have a recharge promotion at our store." Bei Wei excitedly began introducing her store's recharge promotion.

Unexpectedly, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Gu Jiani looked outside in astonishment and shock as a swarm of Rolls-Royce of all kinds arrived.

Rolls-Royce Wraith, Rolls-Royce Cullinan, Rolls-Royce Ghost...

The car door opened, and she watched helplessly as young men and women got out of the car carrying flower baskets and headed straight for the store.

"Are these people here to show their support too?" she murmured to herself.