Chapter 70

Magic City, XH District,

Inside a bright office, the hardworking office workers had already started working.

Walking in lazily from outside the door, many people looked at Zhang Cheng and then showed disgust one after another.

Because ever since they entered this company, they had never seen the boss arrive at work on time.

But at the same time, Zhang Cheng had never been harsh to anyone; as long as the work was completed, they could clock out and leave.

As for so-called team building, overtime, and meetings, they didn't exist here at all, because their boss was a pure slacker!

"Tiger, where's the yogurt in the fridge? Where did it go!"

Opening the public fridge to the side, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Cheng, that yogurt was bought by an employee to drink themselves, but you've been fleecing it every day!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with embarrassment, Wang Hu couldn't help but explain.

"Ha? Is that so? I thought it was employee benefits!"

Looking at Wang Hu with twitching mouth corners, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but feel guilty.

But there was one good thing, which was that he didn't blush, and his skin was starting to get thicker and thicker!

"Even if it were employee benefits, it has nothing to do with you!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before him, Wang Hu couldn't help but complain.

"What do you mean, I also come to work every day, okay?"

Hearing Wang Hu's words, Zhang Cheng hurriedly retorted.

And just as Wang Hu and Zhang Cheng started "arguing", the employees nearby became speechless.

Because every day when they were working, they could see this kind of situation.

From the initial trembling with fear, it had already turned into: can you two go outside to argue, you're disturbing my slacking off at work!

Returning to the office, Zhang Cheng lay on the boss's chair with his legs crossed and said: "How is the entertainment company below!"

"It's already starting to have traffic!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Wang Hu took out a cigar and said: "Brother Cheng, try this, it feels not bad!"

"Not bad, you actually know how to show filial piety to your big brother! Tsk tsk tsk, is this Cohiba!"

Picking up the cigar, Zhang Cheng clicked on his phone and started learning.

And just after Zhang Cheng followed the video and learned how to smoke a cigar, he immediately frowned and said: "No, why does this taste a bit wrong, the kick is too strong!"

"Of course it's wrong, this is made by ourselves! We just stuck a label on it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before him, a cunning smile appeared on Wang Hu's face.

"You actually have this kind of brain?"

Looking at Wang Hu in surprise, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be stunned.

"I heard from my subordinates that in those small counties, some old people will bring tobacco leaves to sell after the market, so I thought, can we do this business, after all, tobacco leaves are cheap! Then someone gave me an idea, we can make cigars! Besides, just stick a label on it, and then export it to foreign sales..."

Looking at Zhang Cheng excitedly, Wang Hu's eyes shone as he said: "Brother Cheng, it's a good business, right!"

"A talent!"

Thinking that Wang Hu could actually think of such a "magnificent" business path for him, Zhang Cheng felt a wave of excitement.

Because in running a syndicate, what is most important? Creating value!

How much money are those tobacco leaves sold in the county worth? At most two or three yuan.

But Zhang Cheng has a way to turn them into luxury goods. As long as he isn't selling them in the Far East, exporting them to foreign sales can create a large number of jobs and tax revenue. By then, who would dare say he's playing with "smuggled goods"!

"Not bad, have people go down and collect them, give a higher price, we don't lack those ten or so yuan from those old men!"

Looking at Wang Hu with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng's smile was becoming more and more terrifying, like Tom the Cat.

Because he didn't dare to believe whether those foreigners would get hooked after tasting "domestic" Cohiba!

After all, even an old smoker would get dizzy after rolling tobacco leaves for the first time!

"Beep beep beep!"

The phone rang.

Just after Wang Hu took out his phone, a voice came from inside: "Brother Hu, those people are here!"

"Okay, I know, I'm coming right over!"

Hanging up the phone, Wang Hu looked at Zhang Cheng and said: "Brother Cheng, those debt collectors are here!"

"Let's go, let's go take a look!"

Standing up, Zhang Cheng straightened his suit and then left the office with a smile on his face.

After waiting for so long, he actually wanted to see what kind of methods this group of people intended to play with him!

Half an hour later, at the back door of a local hospital,

A black Cadillac stopped slowly.

As for that Audi that was bought at a discount from Lu Fumeng, it was handed over to Wang Hu.

After all, Zhang Cheng discovered that the Cadillac was a good car; it could actually "auto-navigate"!

"So you're the damn kid named Zhang Cheng!"

Walking up, a man with flowery arms couldn't help but walk up and scold.

"Yes, I am named Zhang Cheng, 'Cheng' as in honest and trustworthy, are you looking for me!"

Looking at the other party with a smile, Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Owe us money? What do you intend to do about it?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng arrogantly, the man looked at the people behind him and couldn't help but scold.

"Owe money? Are you kidding me? I'm a 'legitimate' businessman. If you talk nonsense, I'll sue you for defamation!"

Looking at the man calmly, Zhang Cheng stared at him with an unyielding look.

"Legitimate business? You're fooling a child, aren't you? Do you think we didn't investigate before coming? You're just a little punk playing with 'smuggled goods'. Aren't you just relying on having more people? Now we have even more people, tell me, how are we going to handle this!"

Looking at the people behind him, the man couldn't help but reach out and point at Zhang Cheng's chest.

But before his hand could get close, Zhang Cheng grabbed his wrist with a backhand and pulled with force.

"Ah!"

Under the scream, the man immediately knelt on the ground and said: "It hurts, it hurts, let go, let go!"

"You already know who I am, and you still say such things to me, it's too boring!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng looked at the people in front and said with disdain: "With just such a group of rotten sweet potatoes, you want to mess with me? Do you think this is my first day out running!"

Accompanied by Zhang Cheng finishing his words, vans kept driving over from behind.

And when the cars hadn't stopped but the doors opened first, a group of "cultured people" grabbed newspapers and got off.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, the man obviously didn't expect that it was already 2019, and there were still people playing like this?

This wasn't the 80s or 90s anymore!

"Brother, we just came to ask, you don't have to do this, right!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with fear, the man was also scared.

They were just an outsourcing company, earning a bit of hard-earned money, it wasn't worth risking their lives!

Zhang Cheng: You only get a few points a month, why risk your life!

Wang Hu: Do you know why we came here? Because it's fast to go down!

"Go back and tell your boss, if he's not convinced, have him make an appointment with me here, I'll accompany him anytime, through wind and rain, I'll wait for you at the back door!"

Patting the man's cheek, Zhang Cheng kicked him flying.

Talking is talking, everyone is a civilized person, why are you using your hands!

Man: Then why did you kick me!

Zhang Cheng: I didn't say I wouldn't use my feet!

Taking his people away in a sorry state, the man hurriedly dialed his boss's phone.

But after telling him the outcome of his group being blocked at the hospital back door by cultured people holding "newspapers", the boss also fell silent.

Because this was clearly a ruthless person! Even the location was chosen so fiercely, clearly unafraid of trouble!

"Boss, why don't you change to someone else, I don't dare! That kid, he doesn't follow martial ethics!"

Speaking with grievance, the man thought of Zhang Cheng having people block them there, clearly intending to use force, and felt a wave of fear.

Everyone is here to earn money, but you, you want lives!

(End of chapter)