Chapter 136: Ask My Dad for a Reward for You

Mingzhou City, Dongxin District, Yuansheng Headquarters, Chairman's Office.

The heavy door was shut tight, cutting off the outside clamor, the atmosphere so low it felt suffocating.

Xin Yuansheng sat in the main seat, a cigar half-burnt between his fingers, the ash gray and ready to fall.

His face was gloomy; he had already heard his daughter recount Lian Zhanhuai's actions.

Creak, the door opened, and Wang Chuan walked in.

Wang Chuan offered no pleasantries, walked straight to the desk, and pushed Chen Qing's mobile phone toward Xin Yuansheng.

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Wang Chuan's voice was calm: "Lian Zhanhuai instructed the intermediary An Yuan Real Estate to alter clients like the natural visitors Mr. and Mrs. Xue Yuan into customers 'introduced via channels' by An Yuan. Thus, Yuansheng Group must pay channel commissions to An Yuan."

"In the past year, only these three shell intermediaries—An Yuan, Xin Wang, and the An Family—'recommended' and closed over three hundred deals this way. Whether this happened in previous years or with other real estate intermediaries, Chairman Xin needs to investigate. I am merely throwing out a brick to attract jade."

"Additionally, your company's Xiao Sha personally heard Lian Zhanhuai bet one million on a football match a few days ago. Lian Zhanhuai hasn't even earned one million in two years of salary, has he?!"

"Bang!" Xin Yuansheng's fist slammed hard onto the desk, making the teacup jump.

He looked up at this medical intern, Wang Chuan, and from the corner of his eye, he saw his daughter's gaze fixed on Wang Chuan.

"After you graduate, will you still be a doctor?"

Xin Yuansheng's sudden question surprised both Wang Chuan and Xin Chanxi.

Xin Chanxi thought, What time is this? Shouldn't we be going to the office right now to capture Lian Zhanhuai?

Wang Chuan pondered, What is Xin Yuansheng up to? Does my being a doctor or not have anything to do with the Lian Zhanhuai matter?

No relation, definitely no relation!

Then it must be related to Xin Chanxi. Wang Chuan immediately understood what Xin Yuansheng meant and replied, "I will be a doctor, but whether I will be one for a lifetime, that is hard to say now."

Hearing Wang Chuan's reply, Xin Yuansheng asked another question: "Wang Chuan, actually, being a doctor is quite good. What ulterior motive do you have for reporting Lian Zhanhuai?"

Xin Chanxi's almond eyes widened. Her father suspected Wang Chuan had another agenda. "Dad, what are you saying? Wang Chuan helped you out of kindness; what ulterior motive could he have?"

Originally, she had wanted Wang Chuan to uncover this matter so her father would admire Wang Chuan even more.

It seemed the result was the opposite of what she wished, something she hadn't expected. "Brother Wang Chuan, we really helped the wrong person!"

Xin Yuansheng signaled for Xin Chanxi to be quiet, staring at Wang Chuan, wanting to know his answer.

Since Wang Chuan had previously given advice on recycling cash flow and used his superb medical skills to save Xue Qiming, Xin Yuansheng felt that if Wang Chuan might become his daughter's boyfriend, he would not interfere and would let nature take its course.

However, this time he dug up Lian Zhanhuai; in just a few days, he had accomplished quite a lot. If Wang Chuan truly became his son-in-law, he might threaten Xin Chanxi's younger brother.

Wang Chuan thought, As expected, Xin Yuansheng thinks I did all these things to become Xin Chanxi's husband and his son-in-law.

A son-in-law cannot be too capable, especially when Xin Chanxi has a younger brother.

He replied openly: "I hope Chairman Xin will ask where that one million was bet on Path 8 Number. My teacher's younger brother is also at that place; he hasn't been home for a few days, and my teacher entrusted me to find her brother and bring him home."

"Just that?" Xin Yuansheng obviously didn't believe it, but this young man was smart enough to prepare a reason in advance.

"Wang Chuan, thank you. You are the second person to tell me Lian Zhanhuai has problems. Once this matter is handled, I will thank you. You may leave first."

Xin Chanxi snorted at her own father, then followed Wang Chuan out of the office.

In the corridor, Xin Chanxi said, "What does my father mean? Did someone tell him long ago that Lian Zhanhuai had problems?"

Wang Chuan thought he had underestimated Xin Yuansheng's ability, thinking he was the savior of Yuansheng Group, then turned and said to Xin Chanxi:

"It's possible. I'll go back first and return the phone to Chen Qing. Xiao, you go back too; tell me later if there is news from Path 8 Number!"

"Okay! Brother Wang Chuan, don't worry; I will definitely ask my father for a reward for you."

Wang Chuan walked alone to the elevator. Ding-dong, two people stepped out of the elevator.

One middle-aged man, wearing a well-tailored dark suit, smiled: "General Manager Han, what's going on? We had an all-night meeting yesterday, and now Chairman Xin wants to hold another one. I still need to go to the site for the 'Shangjiang Fu' property sales meeting later!"

Han Shiyu, standing beside him, laughed: "Don't worry about it. It's a season of many troubles; just listen to Chairman Xin."

Wang Chuan and Han Shiyu nodded slightly in acknowledgment and walked straight into the elevator.

At the moment the elevator doors closed, he caught a glimpse of two burly men heading toward the Chairman's Office.

Mingzhou First Hospital, Obstetrics Ward.

Sigh, without family background or resources to exchange, becoming the son-in-law of a great businessman is not easy, even if one is handsome.

If the businessman also has a son, it is even harder for a talented son-in-law.

In my past life, Xiao Yuchu and I secretly went to register our marriage.

Only a few people knew about this marriage; many in the Xiao family did not know because they all opposed it.

After sighing, Wang Chuan walked into Xue Yuan's single hospital room, returned the phone to Chen Qing, and said, "Yuansheng Group is already handling it; you don't need to worry."

He then walked into the doctor's office; the midday sun was so intense it made people squint.

Wang Chuan pulled the curtains tight with a backward motion and pressed the switch. Click, a soft sound, and the cold white light of the ceiling lamp poured down.

Pei Nanli glanced up once, then continued writing the medical record at her desk.

Wang Chuan passed by her side, catching a glimpse from the corner of his eye.

Under her slightly open white coat, the collar of a sky-blue silk shirt hung loose, and between the gap of the second button, a line of snow-white skin and valley was revealed.

Today she had not tied her ponytail; her high-bun black hair cascaded down, her slender neck curving into a snow-white arc.

Her navy-blue striped skirt clung tightly to her waist and hips; her sitting posture stretched the skirt hem into a full curve, her long, snow-white calves crossed under the chair, her shoe tips unconsciously tapping lightly on the floor.

Wang Chuan thought inwardly, 'Pei Nanli, or rather your mother, treats me the best! Regardless of background or family.'

Pei Nanli turned her head to the left to make eye contact with Wang Chuan, stopped writing, and this time did not get angry. She asked, "How did you deduce he might be messing with commissions based solely on the news of Lian Zhanhuai betting on football?"

Wang Chuan pulled a chair closer, smiled, and said, "It's hard, Pei Nanli! You are willing to open your noble mouth to ask me something."

"Will you say it or not? If not, forget it!" Pei Nanli shifted her chair to the right.

"I'll tell you. Similar commission service fees are not like selling products where you know exactly how much you earn."

Pei Nanli shifted her body to the left. "Why?"

"Your short skirt~~".

Wang Chuan's gaze shifted to Pei Nanli's calves.

"Where are your eyes looking?" Pei Nanli smoothed her skirt, pressed her legs together, and turned to the right.

"Your short skirt: the cost of the fabric, the cost of the manufacturing workers, and the depreciation of factory equipment. The cost of a real estate agent: besides house rent, staff wages, and commissions, how do you calculate his other costs?"

Wang Chuan posed a question.

Pei Nanli pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then replied: "By time: the time the agent spent developing this client in the early stages and the time spent on subsequent communication."

Wang Chuan praised Pei Nanli. "Well said. But some clients require no time; the cost becomes extremely low, yet the commission is still extracted as a percentage of the house price."

Pei Nanli suddenly understood: "Lian Zhanhuai simply converted walk-in clients, which have virtually no cost, into channel agent clients who require commission payments."

Wang Chuan stood up and summarized: "For example, securities brokers. To encourage brokers to attract more clients to open accounts and trade, securities firms give them commission rebates.

If a broker acquires clients with virtually no cost, and the commission amount is high enough, he could earn a hundred million!"

"A hundred million!" A hint of surprise appeared in Pei Nanli's eyes.

In a past life, a real-life case was exposed where a quantitative fund Employee and a securities company Employee conspired to embezzle 118 million yuan in commissions.

The securities company Employee arranged for relatives to serve as exclusive brokers for the quantitative fund, providing no actual brokerage services.