Old Acquaintance

Many eyes turned to look at them.

Suddenly, Zhao Jian struggled to break free from his surroundings, then stepped forward and took a deep breath.

"Sir, your martial arts skills are divine; I am completely convinced!"

A human body, falling freely from a height of over 100 meters, emerges completely unharmed.

What kind of body is this?

This is a truly bulletproof body! The kind that can withstand bullets. Plus that astonishing reaction speed from the rapid-fire pistol shot.

He was now 100% convinced that the person before him truly possessed the absolute power to withstand an entire armed force.

A real, humanoid nuclear bomb!

"Hmm." Zhang Yang nodded slightly, not intending to say anything more.

"By the way, Mr. Zhang," Zhao Jian hesitated for a moment before speaking again.

"Do you have any other questions? Ask them all at once," Zhang Yang said generously, speaking up for him in a good mood.

"I want to ask, in this world, are there still...?"

"Don't worry." Zhang Yang glanced at him, reassuring him, "Not to brag, but there's probably no one else in this world like me."

Strictly speaking, even now, he wouldn't dare say he could withstand the impact of falling from a height of 100 meters.

It was all just a display of the power of the system's Injury-Free Card.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jian's expression immediately relaxed, because for a moment his confidence had almost wavered, but now he was relieved.

Zhang Yang smiled and casually configured the newly acquired teleportation scroll.

Needless to say, the teleportation point is in Gangosalito Province, at the General's Mansion.

Although the Gangge Republic is in chaos, its three provinces are its stronghold. The capital of Salito Province is built like an iron barrel, heavily guarded, making it the safest place in the world.

It's better to be safe than sorry, even if there's only a one in ten million chance.

He understood the principle that a knight-errant uses his martial arts to break the law.

As soon as the teleportation point was set, Zhang Yang felt an instant sense of lightness, as if a tremendous burden had been lifted from his body.

"Mr. Zhang, you were able to fall from a hundred meters high and emerge unscathed. Does that mean bullets can't hurt you?" A special forces soldier standing nearby couldn't help but ask, his face full of admiration.

"Shut up! Who told you to talk nonsense and interrupt?!" Zhao Jian suddenly glared sharply at the team member. "Go run ten laps around the track yourself!"

"Huh? Yes!" The team member was taken aback at first, then realized what was happening and immediately left.

After the person left, Zhao Jian offered a sincere apology.

"Mr. Zhang, my team members were just being silly, please don't take it to heart."

"It's alright, let's leave it at that." Zhang Yang smiled magnanimously and dropped the matter.

The mission is complete, the reward is in hand, why is he still showing off his power when he has nothing better to do? He's not a three-year-old.

Wealth and power are his true assets.

As for individual absolute strength, in the age of firearms, it can only reverse minor situations without harming the overall situation.

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On the return journey, Chen Zhang remained silent the entire way, appearing somewhat restrained.

Zhang Yang patted him, which startled him.

"Brother, go easy on me, I'm really afraid you'll smash me to pieces with one slap." Chen Zhang stared wide-eyed at Zhang Yang, as if looking at a humanoid beast.

"Isn't that an exaggeration?" Zhang Yang laughed. "Tell me, am I qualified to be the head instructor?"

"You're kidding!" Chen Zhang suddenly perked up. "You could become the chief combat instructor for the entire army, no problem! If you're serious about developing your career in the military, you have a bright future ahead of you, a truly outstanding star! Are you serious?"

"Of course I was joking." Zhang Yang shook his head. "I'm a businessman; my main job is doing business."

"You? A businessman?" Chen Zhang felt as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

Zhang Yang is indeed a businessman, but in this world, is there any businessman with a more complex, more powerful, or more unbelievable background?

That afternoon, after leaving the training ground, Zhang Yang started meeting people.

Our first stop was to meet with the Chen family patriarch.

They talked a lot and received many assurances. You have to understand that Old Master Chen has a special status, and bringing him here represents a certain official attitude.

In short, I feel much more at ease.

In return, Zhang Yang naturally gave Old Master Chen a satisfactory answer and feedback.

Everything was going well.

Ever since meeting with Old Master Chen, Zhang Yang has become incredibly busy.

From government officials to state-owned enterprises operating in Africa, spanning trade, energy, construction, commerce, culture, and diplomacy, meetings and banquets with him were endless. Throughout Beijing, Mr. Zhang's reputation spread from one circle to another, making him a household name.

Although he is a new director of the Yangtze Club, his status and position within Yangtze Club society have risen sharply in recent times, and he is now on par with the long-standing super bigwigs in the Yangtze Club.

Some even suggested that he serve as the vice chairman of the Yangtze Club's council.

However, Zhang Yang declined the offer, citing his youth and lack of experience.

These days, if you had to describe Zhang Yang in one sentence, it would be. "Like a roc rising with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high."

There is no more fitting line of poetry.

"It's time to settle down and reflect," Zhang Yang muttered to himself after accepting an invitation from a bigwig at a state-owned enterprise.

He's currently riding high on his popularity, but he's been making headlines way too lately. Considering he's only twenty-six years old, he definitely needs some time to reflect and keep a low profile.

Even before Zabol ascended to the presidency, his role as a bridge for cooperation between the two countries was already highly sought after.

What will happen when Zabol actually takes that position?

I can't even imagine...

Don't think that the Gangge Republic is a poor country and therefore not very good. You should know that no matter what, it is a country with a population of over 100 million and an area of several million square kilometers. Its mineral resources are incredibly abundant, and everything else is in dire need of development.

The relationship with the Gangge Republic is significant enough to be elevated to a strategic level.

Several days later, Zhang Yang began to live a secluded life in his Beijing Manor, starting a period of considerable silence.

Of course, he's not doing nothing; at least he can find an excuse to inspect his businesses, like Soup King Hotpot?

Although he wasn't deeply involved in the catering industry, Soup King Hotpot was a game-changer. With the support of capital, Soup King Hotpot has long become a standout hot pot restaurant in China, second only to Laojiao. It's just that now that he has a large and successful business, his attention is no longer on it.

In the past six months, Soup King Hotpot has built two new central kitchens and opened forty new stores, bringing the total number of stores nationwide to one hundred and forty.

Forty new stores were opened, and each store earned ten experience points.

Experience points progress (400/500)

Another upgrade isn't far off.

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On the Gulfstream private jet returning to Beijing, Zhang Yang received a somewhat unexpected message.

It was actually from Ouyang Feifei.

At the beginning of this year, Ouyang Feifei held a concert in a neighboring city of her hometown, but was overshadowed by Tian Chuxi, who had received a system buff.

Zhang Yang felt sorry for her and, on a whim, gave her a single that was sure to be a hit.

To express her gratitude, Ouyang Feifei sent him private photos and tried to chat with him more than once, but she was in Africa at the time and didn't have time to chat much.

"Young Master Zhang, my single has been released as part of the new album. Have you listened to it?"

Zhang Yang glanced at the message and vaguely remembered that not long ago, Ouyang Feifei seemed to have given him a subtle warning.

But he forgot.

Looking at the link in front of him, Zhang Yang clicked on it casually and listened to it.

"Yo ho!"

After listening to the song, Zhang Yang was somewhat surprised.

Although he knew this was a hit single, the effect Ouyang Feifei achieved was still quite unexpected.

It's catchy and addictive; you'll want to listen to it again and again.

"I just heard you sing, and you sang quite well," Zhang Yang complimented.

Immediately, the person on the other end was overjoyed. "Thank you for the praise, Mr. Zhang. Have you returned to your country yet, Mr. Zhang?"

"I've been back in the Beijing for a while now."

"What a coincidence! I'm also in Beijing recently. May I invite you to dinner?"

Zhang Yang's mind flashed back to those familiar doe eyes, and those intimate photos brimming with youthful energy.

"Let me treat you."

He replied.

Upon arrival, a private car will pick you up.

Zhang Yang discovered that his hobbies were changing over time.

Originally, I thought Rolls-Royce was prestigious and showed off my status, but now that my status has reached a certain level, I'm getting a little tired of riding in that car.

Therefore, a low-key and unassuming Maybach is just right.

On the way back, Zhang Yang randomly picked a club owned by one of his friends in Beijing's elite circles and sent the address to Ouyang Feifei.

[OK]

The other side replied.

At noon, outside a high-end club in Beijing.

"Brother Zhang, we've been waiting for you!" A young master specially put down what he was doing to come and greet him. "Your presence is an honor to our humble abode."

"Don't be so formal with your buddies," Zhang Yang said with a laugh. "Give me a private room; I have guests coming up."

"Alright, Brother Zhang, please go ahead." The young master bowed and said in a thick Beijing accent.

This club is a high-end club built by this young master at great expense. From the design stage, he specially hired an internationally renowned designer to handle the design. The overall style and atmosphere have an extraordinary aesthetic.

In a private room, Zhang Yang sat for a while and drank some of the Mother Tree Da Hong Pao tea that the young master had personally served him.

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Zhang Yang said casually.

The door was gently pushed open, and a petite figure peeked in.

Although she was wearing a mask, her doe-like eyes were incredibly familiar.

"Hello, Young Master Zhang."

She took off her mask, and immediately, a youthful and vibrant aura emanated from her; she was none other than Ouyang Feifei, a rising star in the music scene.

"Long time no see." Zhang Yang stood up to greet her, but Ouyang Feifei unexpectedly ran straight into his arms.

In the blink of an eye, she was enveloped in warmth and tenderness.

"Offering herself into my arms?" Zhang Yang smiled inwardly and subconsciously wrapped his arms around her waist.

Yes, that's the normal way it should be done.

Although the two had only met twice, they had quite a bit of interaction, and this wasn't the first time he had experienced the young girl's youthful and energetic demeanor.

She sent herself quite a few of those private photos.

"Alright, it seems like this is only our second time meeting, right?" Zhang Yang said, patting Ouyang Feifei's waist and hips.

"Before coming here, I wanted to be reserved, and I didn't want to be looked down upon by Young Master Zhang, who might think I was too easy." Ouyang Feifei tilted her head back. "But as soon as I saw you, I forgot everything. Being reserved is other people's business. In front of you, I don't need to be reserved."

Although Ouyang Feifei is a rising star in the music scene, she is still a young girl full of youthful energy.

These words didn't make Zhang Yang think she was casual; on the contrary, he felt that this young girl was quite genuine.

At this age, one is indeed capable of both love and hate.

"Young Master Zhang, do you... think I'm easy?"

"No," Zhang Yang smiled. "Sit down."

The private room was quiet, with only the two of them.

The two ordered their food and handed it to the young master who had come to pick up the menu himself.

Upon seeing outsiders enter, Ouyang Feifei instinctively tried to put on a mask.

"Don't worry, he's my buddy," Zhang Yang said.

The young master smiled, took the menu, glanced at Ouyang Feifei, and showed no surprise whatsoever.

What's so surprising? Even if he recognized Ouyang Feifei, so what? What's the big deal about Mr. Zhang, a famous figure in Beijing, having dinner with a celebrity?

He was naturally not surprised by such things.

Ouyang Feifei paused for a moment, then put down the mask in her hand.

A moment later, the dishes were served.

The two ate and chatted leisurely, clinking glasses and sipping their drinks.

"Young Master Zhang, the song you gave me has received such a wonderful response... I've never received so many positive reviews in my entire life." Ouyang Feifei's doe eyes sparkled with admiration.

"Right? Then I wish you great success with your album." Zhang Yang smiled and raised his glass.

"Thank you, Young Master Zhang." Ouyang Feifei smiled, raised her glass, lowered the rim, and clinked it against Zhang Yang's glass with a soft clang. Then she took small sips of red wine.

Amidst the fragrant aroma of wine, she drank until her cheeks flushed.

The two had been eating and drinking until almost 1 a. m., when Ouyang Feifei's phone started ringing non-stop.

Seeing this, Ouyang Feifei had no choice but to answer the phone.

"Yes, I know, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang glanced at her.

"Anything else this afternoon?"

"Yes..." Ouyang Feifei hesitated for a moment, "My company wants to find me some movie roles, and there's an audition for a film this afternoon."

"What kind of play is it? Who directed it?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

Ouyang Feifei said her name.

"Come on." Zhang Yang raised his glass and clinked it with Ouyang Feifei's. "Let me ask you something. Which do you think is more important, having dinner with me or going to the audition?"

Ouyang Feifei was taken aback and looked up at the handsome face with a faint smile in front of her.

She took a deep breath.

"Of course... having dinner with you is more important. Anyway... anyway, I don't think I'd stand a chance. I heard the competition is fierce."

"Right? Since having dinner with me is important, then have dinner with me properly," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

After lunch, the young master thoughtfully arranged a tea room and subtly asked Zhang Yang if he wanted any other arrangements, such as a lunch break.

Zhang Yang said he wouldn't need it for the time being.

In the late afternoon, drinking tea and chatting is a leisurely and carefree pastime.

While I was having tea in the afternoon, Ouyang Feifei called again.

"It's okay, you answer it. I also need to make a call," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

He strolled into the open-air courtyard next to the teahouse, made a phone call, and then looked back at the teahouse in the distance, where Ouyang Feifei was holding a phone, seemingly arguing on the other end.

A moment later, after finishing the call, he went into the tea room.

Ouyang Feifei also put down her phone.

"Is it alright if I don't go?" Zhang Yang asked.

"It's alright." Ouyang Feifei bit her lip and nodded, then smiled brightly at Zhang Yang, "Nothing is more important than being with you."