Marching Towards a Hundred Stores, Targeting a Three Billion Industry

"Alright, then you should get some rest." Zhang Yang smiled and put his arm around Shi Xuan's waist. "I have plenty of food and drinks here, help yourself, and leave when you're well-rested."

"And what about you?" Shi Xuan couldn't help but ask.

"Me?" Zhang Yang said, "Building a career, making money..."

"Huh? You're already so rich, why do you still need to make money?" Shi Xuan's eyes widened slightly, somewhat incredulous and a little disappointed.

After all, her heart is now completely devoted to the man in front of her, and she couldn't wait to spend all her time with him.

"What you're saying..." Zhang Yang pinched Shi Xuan's fair chin, finding it amusing. "If I'm not building a career, if I'm not making money, then what do you want me to do? I can't just keep doing this..."

He paused slightly at this point.

Shi Xuan, standing to the side, blushed instantly and lightly punched Zhang Yang.

"If you're willing to give it up, then continue..."

Around 8 a. m., Zhang Yang finished washing up and having breakfast, then went to get his car and left the Beijing Manor.

As for Shi Xuan, she will stay at the Beijing Manor to rest for the time being.

On the balcony, Shi Xuan tiptoed slightly, watching the Ghost gradually drive out of the manor and disappear into the distance.

The huge villa, spanning several thousand square meters, was suddenly empty except for her.

"It's really big!"

With no one else around, Shi Xuan felt even more at ease and couldn't help but sigh.

Before leaving, Zhang Yang told her to feel free to do as she pleased; she could try everything there—food, drinks, toys, and other things—if she wanted.

So, she became a little bolder.

She ignored the pain and explored the entire villa, going up and down, inside and out.

Almost everything I saw and touched was incredibly expensive.

Just sit on any bed, glance at the brand, and you'll see it's a top-tier Swedish bed, used by royalty, with prices starting in the millions.

Then look at the pillows. They're from Dorelan, a top-tier France sleep pillow brand. The price starts at least in the hundreds of thousands. It's said that each pillow requires 56 hours of hand-sewing and over 30,000 stitches of exquisite embroidery by craftsmen. It's simply luxurious.

The furniture and murals everywhere, the coffee table in the living room, the luxury stone table in the dining room, and the top-of-the-line kitchenware such as Gaggenau and Poggenpohl, all cost hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Not to mention the crystal chandelier in the eight- or nine-meter-high living room, which is said to be worth a house.

Shi Xuan only visited briefly last night, and only knew that the place was very large and luxurious.

But today, upon closer inspection, I realize that my entire being, both inside and out, has been thoroughly impacted.

Shi Xuan took many photos as souvenirs, and even had the urge to share them on her WeChat Moments. However, after thinking it over, she was afraid that if Zhang Yang found out, he would think she was shallow, so she had to give up the idea.

She didn't even post on her own anonymous social media platforms.

The Beijing Manor is unique, and even if she remains anonymous, who knows if it will reach Zhang Yang's ears? She now cares a lot about Zhang Yang's opinion of her, fearing that her behavior might displease him.

"I'm a little hungry." She rubbed her tummy.

Opening the Gaggenau refrigerator, worth six or seven hundred thousand yuan, one is greeted by a dazzling array of ingredients that look very expensive.

Rich foie gras, marbled Wagyu beef, caviar, Parmesan cheese...

For a moment, Shi Xuan didn't know what to take.

"They all look very expensive."

Little Blue Book and found that the prices were often in the thousands. Several times, when she saw the prices, she felt embarrassed to eat them and would pick them up but then put them down again.

Finally, after much deliberation, she picked up bread, small pieces of beef, carefully took a few slices of Iberian ham, and some white sturgeon caviar, preparing to make herself a beef sandwich.

On a pleasant morning, Shi Xuan hummed a song in the kitchen as she pan-fried fragrant pieces of Kobe beef, her mood bubbling with joy.

They even ignored the pain.

"Alright, all done." Shi Xuan opened the cabinet, glanced at the Hermes tableware filling the room, and gasped again, "My goodness, the tableware is all Hermes, costing thousands of dollars each."

Having experienced the previous shocks, she was no longer surprised.

It's just utterly outrageously extravagant.

She carefully took out a porcelain plate and placed slices of bread, pan-fried Kobe beef, tomatoes, ham, caviar, and then poured a glass of fresh milk on top.

A perfect breakfast is now ready.

On this pleasant morning, Shi Xuan sat in the sun-drenched restaurant, her long, slender white legs bare, enjoying her breakfast with great pleasure.

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Inside a towering office building in Beijing's China World Trade Center.

Ganshun Capital Headquarters

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhang Yang looked at the towering buildings of the China World Trade Center CBD outside and a strange feeling welled up inside him.

Well, the capital is, after all, the capital.

This magnificent spectacle is truly extraordinary.

"Interested?" Li Xingyu personally cut a cigar and handed it to him. "It's six yuan per square meter a day here, more than two million yuan a year. I heard that one floor in this building is available for rent. Can I ask for you?"

"We'll see," Zhang Yang said.

He knew Li Xingyu meant the headquarters issue of Soup King Hotpot.

The advantages of locating Soup King Hotpot's headquarters in Beijing are self-evident, both in terms of talent pool and future strategic development. However, relocating the headquarters is no small matter and requires careful planning.

"That's true, there's no rush." Li Xingyu nodded.

The two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking cigars and discussing the future development of Soup King Hotpot.

The 600 million yuan from Ganshun Capital will naturally be further invested in the construction of raw material plants and central kitchens, as well as the further expansion of stores.

Zhang Yang's remarks, strategic vision, and commanding presence left Li Xingyu in awe.

In a daze, he felt that the person standing in front of him was not a young man of only twenty-five years old, but clearly a super tycoon who could acquire listed companies in the blink of an eye.

"Are you stupid?" Zhang Yang paused, looking at Li Xingyu was staring at him with his eyes open and not saying a word.

"Sorry, I was daydreaming." Li Xingyu snapped out of his reverie, his face burning.

He was also an absolute young talent, a rising star in the investment world, so naturally he couldn't admit that he had just been stunned; he still had his pride.

"Young Master Zhang, please continue."

"Hmm, where was I... Oh right." Zhang Yang slowly exhaled a smoke ring and continued.

There was another important reason why he brought up the 100- Hundred Store Plan: it was a task assigned to him by the system.

Once the total number of stores reaches one hundred, the system will also reward you with an industry valued at three billion.

That's where the motivation comes from, isn't it?

Reaching 100 stores is actually not far off at all. Counting those in preparation, those already under renovation, and those about to open, quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and the goal will be achieved very quickly.

His assets were about to expand again, and he was naturally very excited.

"By the way, did you really send that girl from Beijing Sport University back last night?" Li Xingyu suddenly asked, a little curious.

"Send it back? It's at my house." Zhang Yang glanced at Li Xingyu. "It's inconvenient for him to move around, and he can't go to school, so he's resting for now."

"That's true. There's no reason for the meat that's in your mouth, Young Master Zhang, to escape." Li Xingyu suddenly realized, then laughed, "Congratulations, congratulations, Young Master Zhang, you're a groom again last night."

The two chatted and laughed for a while longer, when suddenly there was a knock on the office door.

"Who is it? Didn't I tell you not to contact me unless it's important?" Li Xingyu frowned and said unhappily.

"Chairman Li, it's... it's that person who's here." A slightly flustered voice came from outside.

"Who is it? They're being so vague," Li Xingyu muttered, then suddenly realized something, his eyes widening in alarm. "Oh no, could it be him?"

Zhang Yang found it a bit strange.

Who is it that makes Young Master Li so visibly nervous?

"Someone I can't afford to offend either," Li Xingyu whispered to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was taken aback, and thought to himself, "Indeed, there's always someone better in the Beijing. No wonder Li Xingyu was so terrified."

"Did you offend someone like that, Young Master Li?" Zhang Yang asked.

"No, no, how could I dare to offend someone like that?" Li Xingyu shook his head frantically, denying it repeatedly.

"If you didn't offend them, then why?" Zhang Yang asked, puzzled.

"I'll just say one word: choosing a husband for my sister." Li Xingyu said, glancing towards the door, and pulled Zhang Yang towards the special passage to leave.

He explained the whole story along the way.

The visitor Chen Zhang, the eldest grandson of the Beijing Chen Family. In terms of family power, his family was far superior to the Li family.

"Chen Zhang has a sister, but I don't really remember her. I just remember she was quite chubby when she was little. I think she had an accident more than ten years ago, and I heard that she lost her mind and her face was ruined." Li Xingyu said, looking around as he walked.

"That's terrible," Zhang Yang couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, it's terrible, I admit that. How could it not be terrible for a perfectly good girl to be in this state?" Li Xingyu said. "Fortunately, Uncle Chen is open-minded. Whether she gets married or not is up to her. Anyway, with the family's wealth, she can live a life of luxury for the rest of her life. But the problem lies with her brother!"

Zhang Yang listened intently.

"Her brother, without consulting anyone, insisted on choosing a husband for his sister. He's already looked through almost all the suitable men in Beijing circles. Sigh! Everyone's angry but dare not speak out. He's a tyrant!" Li Xingyu said, his eyes filled with fear.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang roughly understood.

"So you mean he's contacting you now?"

"It's not just that he came looking for me, he's become obsessed with me and won't let me go." Li Xingyu's face was pale. "I can't afford to offend him, so I've been trying to avoid him as much as possible. I thought that if I kept hiding, he would probably give up and find someone else, just like before. But I didn't expect him to come back again."

"With a family like that, Young Master Li, why don't you just go for it? It's a great opportunity," Zhang Yang joked.

"If you're so capable, then you do it! My family is rich and powerful, and I live a carefree life. The Lin family may be wealthy, but we can only look up to them. However, I'm not envious, and I don't covet it. After all, I have everything I need." Li Xingyu shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Why would I risk my happiness for the rest of my life? Besides, if I really had a brother-in-law like that, I'd rather be dead."

Zhang Yang could certainly understand.

This is like having assets of 10 billion and 50 billion. Although the difference is several times, the 50 billion asset can have almost everything the 10 billion asset can enjoy. Of course, Li Xingyu is unwilling to sacrifice his happiness for the rest of his life.

"Come on, there's a direct exit up ahead. Let's go up a few floors and down the stairs." Li Xingyu was overjoyed and was about to push open the door in front of him.

The door opened, and outside stood a figure as large as a small mountain.

"Little Li, why are you hiding?" a deep voice rang out.

The small hill in front of us turned around.

A square-faced man was looking over with a half-smile.

Li Xingyu trembled instantly, his smile more like a grimace. "Brother Chen... I wasn't hiding, I just came out for a smoke."

"Don't smoke. My sister doesn't like boys who smoke." Chen Zhang slapped Li Xingyu on the shoulder. "Come on, now that you're in my hands, you have to come with me."

"No, Brother Chen!" Li Xingyu stumbled backward, bumping right into Zhang Yang.

"Young Master Zhang." He turned around and looked up, his eyes pleading for help.

Zhang Yang looked at the mountain-like man in front of him, then at Li Xingyu, and sighed slightly. After all, he was a business partner and also a friend; it wouldn't be right not to help.

However, thinking about that person's identity, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Fine, I'll just have to bite the bullet and help.

"Let's go, I'll stall here for a while," Zhang Yang said softly.

"Alright, good brother." Li Xingyu was overjoyed and quickly stood behind Zhang Yang, greeting Chen Zhang as he walked, "Ah... Brother Chen, I just happened to have something to do, please don't mind, please don't mind."

"Trying to leave?" Chen Zhang snorted and walked straight up. "Get out of the way, pretty boy."

Without saying a word, he came up and started shoving.

Zhang Yang stood still, feeling somewhat speechless.

Pretty boy?

Him? A pretty boy? His handsomeness doesn't seem to fit the stereotype of a effeminate pretty boy at all, does it? Or does this person in front of me categorize all handsome men as pretty boys?

Zhang Yang could feel the power surging in.

However, as soon as he exerted a little force, the force vanished without a trace, and he remained completely still.

"Huh?" Chen Zhang suddenly looked surprised. "You kid."

In the quiet stairwell.

"Hey!"

"Ha!"

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the motionless figure in front of him.

"Hey... you know what, you're really something... you're surprisingly tough?"

"Excuse me." Zhang Yang estimated the time and figured Li Xingyu should have left by now, so he stepped aside and prepared to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute." A hand suddenly landed on my shoulder.

"Brother Chen, is there anything else?" Zhang Yang asked politely.

"I take back what I just said. You're not some pretty boy." Chen Zhang smiled and stepped forward, looking Zhang Yang up and down, his eyes gleaming. "I didn't realize you were so strong with that build. Want to train?"

"There's no need to practice, is there?" Zhang Yang said with amusement.

Knowing the identity of the person in front of him, he wanted even less to get entangled with him or have any interaction with him, let alone practice together.

If they were to actually practice, would it be better for him to win or lose?

He lost, didn't he? He was just faking it; people will think he's disrespectful.

Whether they won or not is even harder to say.

"What did Li Xingyu say about me? Did he describe me as some kind of wolf or tiger?" Chen Zhang laughed heartily. "I have many flaws, but I only have two strengths: one is that I can distinguish right from wrong, and the other is that I have principles. So, win or lose, let's just consider this making friends."