From Wage Slave to Tycoon novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Chapter 134: So, Uncle Is the ’Warrior’ After All

"Boss, someone’s here to pick you up!" The flight attendant hurried over from the cockpit before the plane had even come to a complete stop on the tarmac.

"A pickup?" Su Chen glanced at the flight attendant, a little surprised. He figured the airport authorities must have asked her to inform him.

Through the window, Su Chen could faintly make out several cars parked on the empty stretch of tarmac. Unfortunately, the plane was already taxiing into its parking spot, so he couldn’t get a clear look.

"I see. You can go now." Su Chen already had a good idea of who arranged this.

After all, besides Jiangyang, no one else knew about his trip.

At that thought, the corners of Su Chen’s mouth lifted into a faint, fleeting smile.

As the cabin door slowly opened and the ground crew secured the airstairs, Su Chen strode down, followed by Chen Fei.

The moment he stepped off the plane, Su Chen saw a fleet of three or four matching Mercedes-Benzes. In addition to the sedans, there was also a top-of-the-line Mercedes luxury van.

"Mr. Su," a handsome young man called out as he hurried over to greet him.

"And you are?" Su Chen asked curiously. Seeing the young man’s calm and composed demeanor, not to mention the line of cars behind him, he guessed he must be the scion of a wealthy family as well.

"My name is Yin Zheng. Brother Yang sent me to pick you up and help out with anything you need." As Yin Zheng spoke, he was also sizing Su Chen up. ’Anyone who warrants a personal call from a big shot like Jiangyang of the Imperial Capital must be a real VIP,’ he thought.

"That was thoughtful of Jiangyang," Su Chen remarked casually.

But Su Chen’s words startled Yin Zheng. Judging by his tone, this man’s relationship with Jiangyang was anything but ordinary.

Su Chen’s gaze lingered on Yin Zheng for a moment before a flash of insight struck him. He asked tentatively, "Your surname is Yin? Is your father the one from ST?"

Yin Zheng looked at Su Chen with some surprise, then nodded. A hint of curiosity flickered in his eyes; he hadn’t expected Su Chen to guess his background just from his name.

The reason Su Chen was able to guess Yin Zheng’s background was mainly because his father was so famous. He was the perfect example of someone who loved luxury cars more than his career, having turned down the chairmanship of a hundred-billion-dollar corporation to start his own business for the sake of his passion.

From Yin Zheng’s father, Su Chen truly understood the meaning of "rich and willful." Never mind the mansions—the man had also founded his own supercar club and owned a first-division league sports team. He was the epitome of someone living life on their own terms.

A cold gust of wind blew past, making Yin Zheng shiver. "Mr. Su, we should get going."

"Haha, no need to call me Mr. Su. We’re both young, so you don’t have to be so formal. Just call me Su Chen."

Yin Zheng paused for a second, then broke into a laugh. "Alright!"

He then waved Su Chen into the car. As for Chen Fei, he tactfully took the front passenger seat.

"So, where are we headed?" Yin Zheng asked, tilting his head.

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