護花近衛 - 第1592章 鍾永亮贊助 - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 1592 — Zhong Yongliang Sponsors the Event; of Course, There Were Also Some Boys and Girls Who Had Felt a Vague Mutual Attraction Since High School but Had Never Been Able to Clarify Their Feelings Because of the Stress of the College Entrance Exam, and Now That They Had Graduated and Finally Had Plenty of Time, They Intended to Seize This Chance to Get Closer to Their Beloved

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When Wei Zhao's Land Rover pulled into the resort parking lot, a number of luxury cars were already parked there. Wei Zhao had genuinely never realized just how many classmates in his grade came from wealthy families — but then he thought about it and let it go. No. 1 High School was a private school, an elite school, and aside from students like Tang Zhi who had earned their place on nothing but outstanding grades, everyone else who enrolled there came from well-off backgrounds.

The moment Wei Zhao had parked, a Mercedes SUV swung in right beside his car and nearly startled him. But when he saw who was behind the wheel, he broke into a small smile.

"Kang Xiaofeng, you went and bought yourself a car too?" Wei Zhao laughed, glancing at the temporary plates on the vehicle. It hadn't been formally registered yet, which meant he'd only just picked it up.

"Ugh, Boss — you really don't care about me anymore..." Kang Xiaofeng made a bitter face and hopped out of the car. "I called your house a few times recently, but Wu Chengtian told me you were busy cultivating, so I didn't dare bother you... I thought you'd picked up some new underlings and didn't need your old one anymore!"

"Ha..." Wei Zhao laughed out loud. "I have been a bit busy, so I haven't been in touch. But you're my number-one underling — Wu Chengtian is barely third or fourth. When he talks to you, he'd better be polite."

"He's been decent about it," Kang Xiaofeng nodded. "I'm not a cultivator, but he treats me with real respect. I just picked this car up. Fatty Lai had been nagging me to buy one ages ago — said it looked shabby for the company's vice president not to even own a car when meeting clients. But I didn't want to be too flashy, so I only bought it after the college entrance exam was over."

Although Fatty Lai was the general manager of the pharmaceutical company and Kang Xiaofeng was the vice president, Kang Xiaofeng had always called him Fatty Lai without the man ever objecting. After all, in terms of standing, Fatty Lai had become one of Wei Zhao's underlings before Kang Xiaofeng had — by seniority, he was technically Kang Xiaofeng's junior.

"How's the company doing?" Wei Zhao hadn't looked into the company's affairs in a long time. Too many things had come up lately for him to follow up.

"The painkiller is already on the market, and the response has been excellent — sales aren't a problem. It's just that the production line needs expanding again..." Kang Xiaofeng said ruefully. "Boss, when you transferred a hundred million out earlier, the company's finances took quite a hit."

Wei Zhao suddenly remembered that the hundred-million-yuan deposit he'd paid to enter the Ice Palace trial had come from Fatty Lai. It seemed he really needed to find some money-making opportunities for Fatty Lai and Kang Xiaofeng — clearly they were still feeling the pinch.

"Right. When I free up some time, I'll figure something out and come up with a way to make some money." Wei Zhao was already thinking — should the Yu family pay, or the Zhao family? Or should he shake down a little from each? Neither family was sitting easy anyway; they'd better not provoke him.

He'd miscalculated. Back when the Ice Palace had detained Feng Xiaoxiao, wouldn't it have been so much better if he'd asked for his deposit back? The Ice Palace probably wouldn't have refused — they might even have thrown in an extra bonus!

"No need to rush too much, though. Right now we're just breaking even — things will pick up gradually," Kang Xiaofeng said.

Once Kang Xiaofeng and Wei Zhao had parked their cars, resort security guards came over to place reflective traffic cones around the vehicles to prevent any scrapes from other cars.

"Welcome to Tiandi Resort!" the guard said politely.

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