Chapter 451 — Another Lackey
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"You mean Kang **? Think about it—that's not enough!" Fatty Lai shook his head. "How can one lackey possibly suffice? Kang ** is with you all day, keeping you company at school and enjoying life—he can't be running company affairs every single day, can he? Let him be vice chairman and that's plenty. I'm the lackey who'll manage the company's business for you!"
Wei Zhao nodded, though he did not mention that he had yet another lackey back in his hometown, named Ergoudan. Then he thought of Ergoudan's intelligence and shook his head—that boy was good only as a brawler and a punching bag, all brawn and no brain.
Yes, one of these days he would give Ergoudan a call and see what the fellow was up to now. He had not been home in a long while; he rather missed him.
Seeing Wei Zhao beginning to waver, Fatty Lai pressed his advantage. "Besides, Boss, what a personage you are! You can't possibly have just one lackey at your side. Show me any great man—aren't they surrounded by attendants? Each with his own duties: close guards, life secretaries, clerks, stewards, nannies, and honey-bunnies..."
"Enough... stop droning on. I'll reluctantly take you on as a temporary lackey—if you pass the review, you'll be promoted to full status!" Wei Zhao, somewhat impatient with Fatty Lai's chatter, and finding his arguments quite reasonable besides, agreed.
Only—he himself was still somebody's attendant, and now Fatty Lai had become his attendant. What would it look like, going out with the young miss in the future?
An attendant with an attendant of his own—he had probably become unprecedented, the most formidable attendant in history.
"Haha, then from now on I'm Divine Doctor Lin's lackey!" Fatty Lai was overjoyed, automatically ignoring the word "temporary." "Rest assured, I'll take charge of this pharmaceutical company!"
"..." Wei Zhao was somewhat speechless. Fatty Lai was more eager than he was himself; taking on such a lackey would surely save him no end of trouble in the future. Only, Wei Zhao did not yet fully trust Fatty Lai—he had not yet taken the measure of the fellow's character, and some matters could not safely be entrusted to him until he had been observed for a while.
He gave the decocted medicine to Fatty Lai and sent him off, then sat back down on the sofa in Guan Xuewen's study. "Grandpa Guan, what do you make of all this?"
"You mean Mr. Lai?" Guan Xuewen asked.
"Hm, this fellow doesn't look all that reliable, does he?" Wei Zhao thought that in both speech and manner, Fatty Lai hardly seemed a business elite—more like an idiot. Were it not for the suggestions on company management Fatty Lai had made earlier, Wei Zhao might even have taken the young man for nothing but a fop waiting around to eat and die.
"Not so!" Guan Xuewen shook his head. "While you two were talking, I took a moment to look up this Lai Changshan online. After he graduated from university at twenty-two, he took the fifty million in startup capital his family provided and struck out on his own. One might suspect him of trading on his family's connections, but in merely ten years he grew that fifty million into two real estate and trading companies each with assets over a billion—which shows he's no fool! As for his being a crybaby, I imagine that's simply a matter of playing to his audience. In part it's because he's rather filial: only where his father's affairs are concerned will he kneel to someone and weep without end. In the business world, there's no news of him ever making a public spectacle of himself."