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The office was decorated in a magnificent and imposing style.

"What!" Sun Hongjun slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

Young Master Xie stood to the side with his head hunched over, like a child who had made a mistake.

"You've got some nerve! How dare you spout nonsense in front of President Zhang?" Sun Hongjun pointed at his son. "Do you even know who President Zhang is? I have to be incredibly polite to him."

"I just don't know!" Young Master Xie was terrified.

He had never seen his mother so excited before; after all, she usually spoiled him.

"Even if you don't know, you dare to mess with someone who can buy a house worth over 100 million in cash?" Sun Hongjun said angrily. "Are you brainless? It seems I've really spoiled you!"

The office fell into a deathly silence.

There were no outsiders.

Just Sun Hongjun and Young Master Xie and his mother.

"Then... what should we do?" Young Master Xie asked in a trembling voice.

"There's nothing I can do. Mr. Zhang didn't even intend to hold it against you." Sun Hongjun glanced at his former precious son. "Do you think Mr. Zhang will have any doubts about me when I meet him in the future?"

"I was wrong, Mom." Young Master Xie lowered his head.

"You stand there quietly and don't say a word," Sun Hongjun said sternly, then took out his phone, glancing at Young Master Xie while making a call.

The call was answered shortly after.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm so sorry... the child is just being silly and has caused you trouble."

"I'll have him apologize to you in person."

"Of course, of course. He did it himself, so he must bear the consequences. Please don't try to shirk your responsibility!"

Sun Hongjun held up his phone, smiling as he greeted people repeatedly over the phone.

I don't know how much time passed before the call ended.

Sun Hongjun walked step by step to his son.

"Don't cower like that when you make a mistake. Hold your head up!"

"Mom!" Young Master Xie stiffly raised his head.

"Didn't you always say I valued your brother more?" Sun Hongjun looked at her son. "Now I'm giving you a chance. Go see President Zhang in person and apologize. Don't say I didn't give you a chance to prove yourself."

Having said that, she turned away without hesitation, leaving Young Master Xie with only her back to him.

Young Master Xie left the office, his face pale.

Never before had his mother spoken to him so sternly or harshly.

He knew he had made a huge mistake this time.

Outside the chairman's office, Young Master Xie spotted Maya at a glance.

"Sister Mai."

"Young Master Xie?" Maya stood up, her face asking.

"I... I heard you participated in the entire council meeting," Young Master Xie said, organizing his thoughts. "I'd like to ask, what is the background of this Mr. Zhang?"

"Mr. Zhang." Upon hearing this name, Maya's eyes fell into a daze again.

Young Master Xie glanced at it from the side, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Wait... what's going on with Sister Mai?

"Sister Mai?" he reminded her again.

"Ah? Oh, oh." Maya blushed and came back to her senses. "I heard that President Zhang has a film and television city under construction in Beijing with an investment of tens of billions of yuan. I also heard... I heard that President Zhang has many metal mines in Africa, gold mines. As for other industries, well... there are many more, I can't say for sure."

"No wonder..." Young Master Xie had already expected this.

How could someone who can interact with his mother and the business tycoons of the Yangtze Club on equal footing have weak assets and wealth?

Investing in the film and television industry, investing in mining...

"So... is Mr. Zhang easy to talk to?" Young Master Xie asked again, forcing himself to be brave.

"Young Master Xie, I don't know how to answer that..." Maya said with a smile, "Of course he's quite amiable in front of Chairman Sun and the others, or in front of me."

There was a hidden meaning in her words.

Whether he's easy to talk to or not... only Mr. Zhang's rivals probably know.

"Okay, I understand, Sister Mai." Young Master Xie nodded, took a deep breath, as if he had made a decision.

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Raffles's horizontal skyscraper crystal skybridge, Raffles Club.

This club is not open to the public. The membership fee is over 100,000 yuan per year, which includes access to an exclusive members-only area, such as an infinity pool, a tea lounge, and an executive corridor.

Beside the infinity pool.

An invincible and perfect figure emerged from the water.

All eyes immediately turned to them, filled with undisguised amazement and shock.

Zhang Yang walked straight to a lounge chair by the pool and lay down, admiring the city view hundreds of meters above the ground while making a phone call to Zhou Zhaodong, who was at Cloud Sea Capital in Magic City.

With his current level of wealth, there's something he can no longer delay.

That is to set up your own family office.

A family office is a professional team that provides services to the individual or their family, including asset management, family succession planning, daily finances, business management, IPO consulting, and many other areas.

With such a family office, he won't have to worry about anything, big or small, from future family planning, offspring development, and wealth inheritance to the mundane details of food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Zhang Yang put down his phone, looked up, and saw a figure standing to the side who had been there for quite some time.

"Hello, Uncle Zhang." The figure quickly bowed.

It was none other than the Young Master Xie I had just met.

"It's you. You called me Uncle Zhang?" Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Did Chairman Sun tell you to call me that?"

"No, no, my mother didn't teach me, I did it myself..." Young Master Xie hurriedly said, "You and my mother are partners and friends, you are my elders, of course I should call you uncle."

"You weren't unwilling, were you?"

"No, no, I'm doing this willingly," Young Master Xie kept saying. "Uncle Zhang, I mainly came here to apologize. I was wrong during the day; I was blind. Please forgive me, Uncle Zhang."

"Sit down," Zhang Yang gestured. "Your mother already talked to me about this on the phone, so you didn't really need to come."

"I feel it's not sincere enough if I don't apologize to you in person," Young Master Xie said earnestly.

Zhang Yang nodded and casually took out a cigarette.

"Xiao Xie, what's your name?"

"Uncle, my name is Xie Yaozong." Young Master Xie, quick to notice, took out a lighter, his face beaming with a smile. "Let me light this for you, Uncle."

Zhang Yang smoked a cigarette while glancing at the fawning expression on the man's face.

This Xie changes quickly, doesn't he? Yesterday he had that cynical, tycoon look on his face, and today he looks like this?

"Xie Yaozong ...I've met your brother Xie Yaozu," Zhang Yang said casually. "I have a pretty good impression of your brother, and as for you...well, you seem alright now."

"Uncle, you're being too kind to me," Xie Yaozong said with an embarrassed smile. "I'm just a guy who likes to eat, drink, and have fun; how can I compare to my brother?"

Zhang Yang smiled, looked down at his phone, and saw a message from Guan Jiaqi.

"I left work early and brought you some bread. Where are you?"

"Shall I come find you?" Zhang Yang stood up.

Seeing this, Xie Yaozong also stood up. "Uncle, where are you going? Let me see you off."

"Isn't that enough?" Zhang Yang glanced at him.

"Yes, yes, Uncle, I promise it won't interfere with your business," Xie Yaozong said with a smile. "It doesn't matter who gives it to you, just give me the chance. I Yudu street and alley in Chongqing like the back of my hand."

Xie Yaozong volunteered so readily, and kept calling him "Uncle Zhang. "Zhang Yang, being the kind of person who wouldn't be unreasonable, nodded in agreement.

Later that evening, Raffles City.

Xie Yaozong drove out in his bright red LaFerrari, then eagerly got out and opened the side door.

"Uncle, please."

Zhang Yang sat down and gave them the address.

A moment later, the LaFerrari roared off amidst envious glances, speeding towards its destination.

The meeting place was in the mall where Guan Jiaqi's shop was located.

The LaFerrari stopped outside the shopping mall.

"Don't wait for me, you can go back first." Zhang Yang casually opened the door and got out of the car.

"No, Uncle, I'm your personal driver today. Please don't send me away. I promise I'll stand far away and won't bother you at all," Xie Yaozong said, raising both hands in assurance.

"Whatever," Zhang Yang said, amused.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yaozong was overjoyed, as if it were his honor to be able to use him.

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Inside the shopping mall, at the agreed-upon location.

Zhang Yang spotted Guan Jiaqi from afar; she was carrying a bread bag, wearing a shop assistant uniform, and looking around.

You wouldn't believe it, this girl usually wears hot pants and crop tops, looking incredibly sexy, but now, in this light blue uniform with a short skirt, she actually looks quite elegant.

Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, Zhang Yang gently wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Ah!" Guan Jiaqi shuddered, but when she saw it was Zhang Yang, she quickly patted her chest, "You scared me!"

"So timid?" Zhang Yang laughed.

"I almost lost my soul," Guan Jiaqi whispered in Yudu dialect.

Outside a terrace cafe in the mall.

They each had a cup of coffee, Guan Jiaqi enthusiastically took out the bread she had carefully selected and placed it in front of Zhang Yang one by one.

"Here, try this, a half-baked cheese tart."

"And this, iceberg lava, is super delicious..."

"Is this all for dinner?" Zhang Yang asked casually as he ate his cake and drank his coffee.

"Of course! Save where you can, spend where you can. I have employee discounts, might as well use them." Guan Jiaqi moved closer to Zhang Yang, "How is it, delicious, right?"

"It's delicious... but if you're having it as a main meal... actually, for dinner, maybe I should..."

"Isn't your money money?" Guan Jiaqi lightly patted Zhang Yang. "Okay... you're going to emphasize that you're rich again, aren't you? Fine, eat mine tonight. If you want to treat, how about another day?"

"I'll be going back another day," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Huh? Oh." Guan Jiaqi lowered her head to eat her bread, her eyes looking somewhat flustered. "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm very busy."

"Understood, great photographer." Guan Jiaqi swallowed the bread with difficulty.

A few pieces of bread and two cups of coffee make up a dinner.

After dinner, Guan Jiaqi suddenly looked into the distance, stood up, and waved.

Zhang Yang also looked over.

A chestnut-haired girl was jogging towards me from a distance; she looked somewhat familiar.

"This is··"

"Hi, handsome, it's me." The girl waved to Zhang Yang. "We just met last night."

Zhang Yang recognized him immediately.

Last night, under the club lights, my appearance was completely different from how I look in the natural light of day.

"It's you." He smiled immediately.

"Important people always have bad memories." The chestnut-haired girl seemed to be in a particularly good mood today. As soon as she sat down, she pulled Guan Jiaqi and asked, "Look, what's different about me today?"

"What's different?" Guan Jiaqi looked him up and down for a while. "Two eyes and a nose, nothing different."

"What kind of look is that? Look." The chestnut-haired girl pointed to her neck with a showy gesture.

"Bulgari ..." Guan Jiaqi clicked her tongue softly, her eyes filled with envy.

Girls are generally less resistant to shiny things.

Only then did she notice her good friend, who was wearing exquisite makeup, carrying a beautiful handbag, and sporting Bulgari necklace, making her look radiant with an indescribable glow.

Who gave it to you?

"You forgot what I told you about the other day, about our company boss's son working in our department?" the chestnut-haired girl said happily. "I sent him coffee for a month, and guess what? Today is my lunar birthday, and he actually gave me this."

"Congratulations! It seems you've won me over," Guan Jiaqi said sincerely.

"It's... not officially confirmed yet," the chestnut-haired girl said shyly. "I peeked at his WeChat Moments, and it seems he's having a get-together with friends here tonight. I was planning to come and bump into him."

"No wonder you look so beautiful with makeup on." Guan Jiaqi covered her mouth and laughed. "Can I borrow your things to take a look?"

"Sure, here you go." The chestnut-haired girl generously took off the necklace from her neck and handed it to Guan Jiaqi.

Guan Jiaqi held the necklace gently in her hand, pursed her lips, and looked at it.

"It's so beautiful."

"Why don't you try it on?" the chestnut-haired girl said with a smile.

"No, I'm afraid I won't want to take it off once I start wearing it," Guan Jiaqi said with a smile as she returned the item.

"You like this? If you like it, I can give you one," Zhang Yang said casually after glancing at it.

He used to give these things as small pendants or gifts.

I've lost count of how many I've given away.

"Here we go again..." Guan Jiaqi rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang. "Who asked you to spend money..."

"I'm serious..." Zhang Yang chuckled.

These days, nobody believes you when you tell the truth.

However, given his current level of composure, he's unlikely to rush to prove himself just because others don't believe him; it's not that simple.

More often than not, people just laugh it off.

He'll say what he needs to say, and he never hides anything. As for whether others believe him or not, what does it matter?

"Okay, okay, I appreciate it, my dear." Guan Jiaqi hugged Zhang Yang and, with her face tilted back, gave him a passionate kiss, oblivious to everyone else.

"Wow, they're showing off their love in public." The chestnut-haired girl blinked.

After an unknown amount of time, Guan Jiaqi gently released her hand and checked the time again.

"Where are you planning to bump into... your significant other later?"

"Upstairs? Outside that shop?" The chestnut-haired girl pondered for a moment. "No, no, that seems a bit too deliberate. I still hope we can bump into each other by chance, in a way that looks like a genuine coincidence."

"Which store? What does it look like? I'll tip you off?"