Chapter 154: The Office and the Receptionist, I Want Them Both

“Meeting a friend?” Yang Leduo glanced outside.

She saw Jiang Zhou and Yin Shuya standing at the door.

So the ‘old friend’ Mr. Feng Sihai mentioned must be Yin Shuya, right?

After all, Jiang Zhou was just like me, a university student trying to start a business.

How could someone like him possibly have the qualifications to be friends with Feng Sihai?

Besides, for Feng Sihai to personally greet someone at the door, that couldn’t be just anyone.

Then, Yang Leduo suddenly shivered.

Wait… could Jiang Zhou also be here looking for investment?

And that’s why he came with Yin Shuya?

After all, it isn’t uncommon for one investor to introduce another.

This Jiang Zhou really had some tricks up his sleeve.

If they managed to close a deal, then what about my project?

Determined not to let this happen, Yang Leduo quickly followed them.

“Hello, I just heard you’re looking to rent an office?”

Jiang Zhou turned around, thinking she was a rental agent. “Yes. Do you have any south-facing offices here?”

Feng Sihai thought carefully. “The one right across from me faces the sun. Do you like it?”

“Isn’t there already someone in there?”

“No problem. Didn’t I say I’d give you full support? If you want it, it’s yours.”

“…”

Full support?

That sounded strangely familiar.

Wasn’t that what Old Man Yan used to say?

Jiang Zhou frowned slightly, feeling confused.

Rental agents these days are really bold. Trying to rent out spaces already occupied?

“But it looks like people are still working in there. Isn’t that a problem?”

“No worries. We’re all family here. My company doesn’t care if it’s sunny or not.”

Jiang Zhou froze.

He glanced at Yin Shuya, who also looked puzzled.

Family? Since when?

Could it be… what my father said was true?

Am I really… some abandoned child?

Feng Sihai coughed.

“So, what do you think? If you like that office, I’ll really give it to you.”

“You’re being awfully generous. Don’t tell me your place is haunted?”

“Not at all! It’s a feng shui treasure. I can move out right away!”

Then it hit Jiang Zhou. This guy wasn’t an agent at all.

He was the boss of the neighboring company.

He meant he would move into another spot and give Jiang Zhou his sunny office.

Damn, people are this kind-hearted nowadays?

The world is almost too harmonious, it felt unreal.

“Can you move this afternoon?”

“Move? I’ll go right now! We’ll be neighbors from now on.”

Jiang Zhou stopped him quickly. “Hold on, can I ask… have we met before?”

“You don’t know me?” Feng Sihai blinked.

Isn’t Jiang Zhou supposed to be ‘family’?

Miss Feng herself had told him to help.

Why did it feel like Jiang Zhou is completely clueless?

After thinking, Feng Sihai realized.

Oh, right. Maybe Jiang Zhou hadn’t recognized me yet.

So he pulled out a business card and handed it over.

“Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Feng Sihai, founder of Linghang Capital.”

Buzz!

Jiang Zhou’s mind trembled.

Linghang Capital’s’ Feng Sihai!

Wasn’t this the very man he had aimed to meet at the investment fair?

But then that food poisoning incident happened, and he missed his chance.

So that’s why Feng Sihai said he’d fully support him!

This was the backup plan left by his aunt from the Feng family.

No wonder… she really was supporting both him and Feng Siruo.

Jiang Zhou nodded slightly, finally understanding.

“So it’s Mr. Feng. Now I get it.”

“Good, I thought I had the wrong person.”

Jiang Zhou walked across the hall and looked around.

“Not bad. You’re really sure you want to switch with me?”

“Of course. Door-to-door will make future cooperation easier.”

“Then I won’t be polite?”

“Miss Feng said it herself. Family matters stay in the family. No need for politeness,” Feng Sihai said this deliberately while glancing at Yin Shuya.

It was a message: Jiang Zhou is one of us.

The Yin family shouldn’t meddle too much.

Yin Shuya didn’t notice, but her impression of Jiang Zhou rose even higher.

He could do business, write scripts, and somehow had benefactors everywhere.

How was his luck always this good?

Under Feng Sihai’s guidance, Jiang Zhou toured the office.

Three floors, bright, spacious, and well-designed.

It was perfect.

Since this was a card his aunt had played for him, why be polite?

He hadn’t been polite to Old Man Yan either.

If we’re family, there’s no need for formalities!

“Boss Feng, this color printer of yours is nice.”

“Take it.”

“These desks and computers are pretty good too. I haven’t bought any yet.”

“Use them.”

“This place could use more plants.”

“Fine, I’ll leave them.”

“Oh, is that an arowana in your tank?”

“…”

“And your receptionist, she’s great. How old is she?”

“…”

Five minutes later, after the tour, Feng Sihai had already stripped the signs and business license from the wall.

Then he led his employees out, leaving the place to Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou didn’t act like an outsider at all.

He didn’t even let them take their paper cups.

No wonder the Feng family had chosen him, his shamelessness was unmatched.

But Feng Sihai wasn’t angry.

What were a few desks and computers compared to the chance of truly bonding with the main family?

If Jiang Zhou put in a good word, Miss Feng might toss him a project worth far more.

Losing some furniture was nothing.

Aside from the arowana and the receptionist, he didn’t feel any pain at all.

Jiang Zhou, meanwhile, was thrilled.

Amazing, I just scored a fully furnished office.

Aunt Feng really is reliable.

“Manager Feng, I won’t see you off. Remember to send a flower basket when I open.” He pulled Yin Shuya inside and closed the door.

Feng Sihai and his employees stood stunned in the hallway.

Especially the ones who’d been working minutes ago.

Are we… bankrupt?

“Out with the old, in with the new. Xiao Liu, buy new stuff. We’re moving. And listen, if they ever need anything, don’t wait for them to ask. Bring it over yourselves.”

—

Meanwhile, Yang Leduo stood frozen.

What… just happened?

Whenever she asked for investment, she was treated coldly — mocked, insulted, doors slammed in her face.

But Jiang Zhou?

He ordered investors around like servants.

At the investment fair, he hadn’t even shown up but still took ten million.

Now he’d walked into a VC firm and walked out with their office!

What the hell?

Why was the whole world helping him?!

“Uh, M-Mr. Feng… my project, will you still invest?”

“Oh, Xiao Yang, sorry. Relatives came over and I forgot you.”

“Relatives? You and Jiang Zhou are related?!”

“No, no, first time meeting him. I meant someone else.”

“Then… my investment?”

“Look, I don’t even have an office now. Maybe next time.”

“Oh… I see.”

Yang Leduo left like a lost soul.

Everything today felt like a dream.

She had tried to cling to Jiang Zhou’s backer.

But Jiang Zhou acted more like the backer than his investors!

And that backer had just given him their office!

The world had gone mad.

Su Nan, Yin Shuya, Feng Sihai, were they all crazy?

Her project was one-to-six guaranteed profit!

Free money!

How could they all choose Jiang Zhou instead?

Then she recalled Su Nan’s words.

Everything was arranged by Jiang Zhou. Even if he isn’t present, it’s still his plan.

Maybe he wasn’t the mediocre fool she thought.

With his connections and luck, maybe Gafanren really could spread nationwide.

Delivery riders, once seen as lowly part-timers, could one day become a massive new industry.

Was Jiang Zhou running a business?

No. He was awakening an entire industry.

And what color were Ganfanren’s uniforms again?

Bright yellow.

Yes, bright yellow.

Yang Leduo could almost see it now. Someday, in every city and alley, riders in yellow robes everywhere, dazzling and unmissable.