Reborn: Billionaire in College

There is a sign-in board at the entrance of Tiangong Bar, and Zhao Shaoyang also organized a red carpet ceremony for the Model Family Film Festival, which was very formal.

"Don't worry, I've invited a few young celebrities from other places to come and support us, and I've also found an out-of-date singer from Hong Kong Island to perform. The place will definitely be lively tonight."

Dai Sheng obviously didn't believe him and was a little nervous: "Damn it, didn't you brag that you knew a lot of people in Dongjiang? How come no one important local person is here? When Boss Chen comes over later and sees it's so deserted, where will he save face?"

Zhao Shaoyang was a little embarrassed: "It was Ah Xiao who took the initiative to take on this job. He said that he had been running a bar for so many years and knew many well-known people in Dongjiang, so I believed him."

Ah Xiao is the manager poached from other bars by a few people. He has a group of people under him, ranging from sales managers to resident singers and waiters.

Zhou Guanghan and his two companions didn't have many bar resources locally, and it was only with the help of Ah Xiao that they were able to set up the place so quickly.

On the other end, Ah Xiao, who was about 35 or 36 years old, was sweating profusely. "Bosses, I have invited many big clients to come tonight to show my support, but their assets are only about 100 or 200 million at most, and you never told me that our big boss is Mr. Chen Pingjiang. Oh, if you knew it was him, I wouldn't have gotten involved in this mess."

Zhao Shaoyang curled his lips: "Didn't I say before that the major shareholder is Mr. Chen's company?"

"Yes, but Mr. Chen's company is very different from Mr. Chen himself. There are many senior executives in Mr. Chen's company."

Ah Xiao was so numb.

He knew Zhao Shaoyang and the other two simply because Zhao Shaoyang and the other two often went to the bar where he used to work and became familiar with one of his sales managers.

Until one day before the New Year, the sales manager brought three people to his office and proposed the idea of ​​opening a bar.

At that time, Ah Xiao thought that the three were unknown rich second-generations. When he was about to chat with them, he saw the alcohol consumption records of the three.

This isn't much money!
I was almost kicked out by the three of them as a liar.

The three of them tried their best to persuade Ah Xiao, until they took him to Zhizhen Catering Headquarters, which is Building B of the Twin Towers, and met Ge Mengshi in person, and only then did Ah Xiao believe it.

After returning home and thinking about it, Ah Xiao felt that this was something that could be done.

The bar he was in was family-run, so he definitely couldn't get promoted. Since the big boss behind Zhizhen Catering was the richest man, Chen Pingjiang, the investment in the bar must be huge, and it was a brand new stage, and the money they gave was not small.

After thinking through all the interests involved, Ah Xiao agreed to the invitation of the three people.

The bar management company founded by Chen Pingjiang and several others was registered under the name of Zhizhen Catering, mainly for the convenience of management and without much effort. In fact, it was just a name, and the daily management was still left to Zhou Guanghan and three others.

In order to prepare for the opening ceremony, Ah Xiao really used all his connections that he had made over the years of running a bar, and flatteringly invited many bosses to come and show their support, in order to achieve an exaggerated sales volume on the opening day.

A hit!
He even invited several second- and third-tier stars, out-of-date singers from eastern Guangdong, and a DJ team from the southeast corner.

It was a huge effort and I spent a lot of money on business performance fees.

It was not until the afternoon when we were rehearsing the evening show that Zhao Shaoyang found me and said that Mr. Chen would come over in the evening.

Ah Xiao was stunned at that moment.

A normal bar opening may not be able to live up to the grandeur of tonight. It is unique among the bars in Dongjiang, but that depends on who comes.

When the person who came was Chen Pingjiang, all the current arrangements seemed to be neglected.

But time is so tight, how can we have enough time to hire someone else?

Zhou Guanghan smiled and said, "It's our fault for not explaining it clearly. Xiao, don't feel pressured. Just follow the previous arrangements. Granduncle won't care about these little things."

Dai Sheng said, "That's true, but Boss Chen invested so much in the bar, and he found out that we run it so low. I'm afraid he will think the three of us are too incompetent."

……

The red carpet ceremony continued. Several little stars were dressed up and walked slowly on the red carpet in high heels, signed their names on the autograph board, and finally returned to the main entrance to take photos.

The whole process was uneventful, and there were few reporters watching, just spectators.

Zhou Guanghan slapped his head and thought that this arrangement seemed a bit LOW.

It is totally unworthy of the Tiangong Bar which cost 1.5 million yuan to build, and even less worthy of Chen Pingjiang's status.

After all, whenever my great uncle attends a public event, there are always a bunch of reporters, microphones and flash cameras.
The red carpet has been walked and everyone who should have come has arrived.

A boss invited by Manager Xiao asked curiously, "Xiao, it's almost time for the show to start, right? Why don't you go in and wait for someone?"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, there's another distinguished guest who hasn't arrived yet. How about you go in and take a seat first? I'll come and have a few drinks with you later."

As he spoke, Ah Xiao followed Zhou Guanghan and the other two and stretched his neck to look in the direction of the turn at the intersection.

"Why hasn't Brother Chen come yet? Erzi, why don't you give him a call?"

Zhou Guanghan said in a muffled voice, "He called half an hour ago. My uncle said he just left Zhongshan Villa."

"It should be soon, just wait a little longer, until Boss Chen starts the show."

Mr. Zhang, who was standing next to him, suddenly asked, "The Brother Chen you are talking about is the Zhongshan Villa. You are not referring to Mr. Chen Pingjiang, right?"

Zhou Guanghan blinked, "Do you know my great uncle? Who is he?"

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "I am Zhang Fu. What a coincidence. I ate after Mr. Chen. Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today. I am the one who kept the hotpot. Oh, it's like a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple. I don't even recognize my family anymore."

After saying that, Zhang Fu turned around and glared at Ah Xiao: "What are you doing? You didn't even explain clearly about the bar opened by Mr. Chen? Luckily I have nothing tonight. If I had other things to do, I might not have come tonight. In that case, I would have been killed by you."

Manager Axiao was in tears.

Damn, am I your punching bag?

Blame me?

Zhang Fu quickly took out his cell phone and called out, "Lao Li, come on, what are you playing mahjong for? Overturn the table. I'm telling you, Mr. Chen's bar is opening tonight. Which Mr. Chen are you talking about? How many Mr. Chens are there in Dongjiang? Hurry up, if you're late, don't come. Mr. Chen probably won't be able to sit for long and will leave. I'll text you the address later."

"Lao He, have you been to 1912 tonight? What? Didn't Mr. Chen inform you about the opening of his bar? You guys are the closest to him. Come quickly."

"..."

Zhang Fu was very loyal and made a round of phone calls to get people involved, which stunned Ah Xiao who was standing beside him.

After finishing the call, Zhang Fucai smiled and said, "Now that I know about this, I have to tell my brothers. Otherwise, if they find out that I deliberately didn't tell them about this important matter, they will definitely be dissatisfied with me."

This wait lasted another five minutes, and the crowd waiting to enter the venue couldn't hold back any longer. "Which other important person hasn't come yet? I think these bosses are almost stretching their necks out."

"No sense of time at all. Such a big name right after opening."

"If you don't come in five minutes, I'll leave."

"..."

Just as complaints were rising, a Maybach 57S came around the corner, followed by a McLaren P1.

The roar of the engine came from far away.

Zhao Shaoyang waved his fist excitedly: "Here it comes, here it comes."

Zhang Fu also nodded: "Go and greet them."

The security guards who were stopping the onlookers were also very observant. They immediately stood up straight and pushed the people in front of them forward, signaling them not to get too close as they were almost stepping on the red carpet on the ground.

The Maybach 57S stopped first, and then two people got out of the car. They were bodyguards Li Fu and Zhou Yishi.

After the two got out of the car, one stood guard on the spot while the other ran to the driver's seat of the McLaren P1 that had just stopped at the back and prepared to open the door.

The people watching the fun suddenly became excited.

"Fuck, did you see that? A big shot, he goes out with two bodyguards."

"Yeah, I saw him. He was wearing a black suit and a headset. He looked pretty cool."

"Who is it that's making such a big scene?"

Li Fugang wanted to open the car door.

Zhao Shaoyang and Zhang Fu squeezed over.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, brother, you've worked hard."

Zhang Fu grinned and opened the car door affectionately, while pushing his butt away from Zhao Shaoyang next to him.

Zhao Shaoyang weighed only 140 to 150 kilograms. He was no match for Zhang Fu, who was as fat as a wall, and was immediately pushed aside.

He was so angry that he cursed inwardly: "Fuck!"

When Chen Pingjiang saw Zhang Fu, he was obviously stunned: "Old Zhang, why are you here?"

When Zhang Fu laughed, the fat on his chin trembled: "Boss Chen, you didn't inform us of such a big thing. If you had told us earlier, the brothers would have come to support you. If it wasn't a coincidence today, I wouldn't have known about this."

Chen Pingjiang smiled and said, "It's just the opening of a small bar. It's not a big event. It's no big deal to call you here. Since you are here, let's have a drink together later."

"Okay, okay."

Chen Pingjiang was dressed very casually today, wearing a baseball cap, a mask, and a black sweatshirt. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to recognize that this was Chen Pingjiang.

"Fuck, who is this? He's so cool. The organizer invited him here and he was wearing a mask and a hat. I couldn't even see him clearly."

"Chen Pingjiang, I love you, let me...let me in."

Suddenly a girl shouted.

It was so shocking to the people around him.

"Where is Chen Pingjiang?"

"The one who just got off the bus! Are you blind?"

"Damn, it was wrapped so tightly, how did you recognize it?"

"His McLaren P1 is no longer a secret. Someone has photographed it on Huanling Road before. You're a fake fan!"

"Mr. Chen, do you still have the founding edition S1? I'd like to buy it for double the price."

Chen Pingjiang, who was surrounded by people and walking up the stairs, smiled when he heard this and waved in this direction.

If it were an ordinary business tycoon, he would definitely not have such influence and mass base.

But Chen Pingjiang is not an ordinary person. He has too many attributes and labels.

Not to mention being the richest man, he is also handsome and young. These three characteristics alone are enough to make him beat 99.9% of people in the world.

Moreover, he is known as the national male god and the national husband, and his total number of fans on the Internet has exceeded 60 million.

People say he is a business tycoon, but he is more like an opinion leader, and his popularity is much greater than that of the average first-line star.

Even Lei Jun, who came a few years later, is far inferior to him.

"Hurry up and post on Weibo! Post on Weibo!"

After arriving at the sign-in area, Chen Pingjiang left his signature in a flamboyant manner, then took off his baseball cap and mask and took photos with others.

After seeing Chen Pingjiang's lineup, the crowd became even more excited. Many people shouted and squeezed forward, and they could not see Chen Pingjiang behind them.

The security guard was sweating profusely from being squeezed, and tried to stop them: "Don't push, don't push, pay attention to safety."

It took Chen Pingjiang about ten minutes from getting off the car to taking the photo. It was at this time that Wang Cong and his group came over.

Seeing the crowds of people shouting crazily around him, Wang Cong clicked his tongue and said, "The influence is too terrifying."

"Damn, if I can become like him in this life, it will be worth it even if I live 30 years less." The rich second-generation named Xiao Qian looked at Chen Pingjiang, who was like a star among the crowd, with envy in his eyes.

"Hehe, Brother Liu, you are still young and you will definitely be able to do it in the future." The girl next to him complimented.

"Come on, I would believe you if you said something else. Besides, girl, look at his eyes, they're almost wet, aren't you?"

The girl was startled, and then her face turned red. (End of this chapter)