From Wage Slave to Tycoon novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380: Chapter 206: Twists and Turns (Part 3)

"Mr. Su, you’re walking too fast!"

Just then, Zhang Yiming came running in, panting heavily. He’d barely slept over the past few days because of everything that had been going on, so his stamina had taken a major hit. Even a short jog left him feeling winded.

It was unclear whether it was the sound of Zhang Yiming’s voice or the respectful address, but the young man sitting at the head of the table finally put down his phone and turned his gaze toward Su Chen and his companion.

Su Chen met the stare head-on, his expression perfectly calm.

After several seconds of silent appraisal, the young man couldn’t hold back any longer and was the first to speak. "President Zhang, and this is...?"

"Su Chen. Mr. Su. The largest shareholder of our Byte Company," Zhang Yiming announced loudly.

Su Chen walked directly to the conference table, pulled a plain white box of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one for himself. After exhaling a cloud of white smoke, he looked placidly at the young man in the head seat and asked, "Aren’t you going to introduce yourself?"

"Who the hell do you think you are, asking Young Master Wei to introduce himself?" Before the young man in the head seat could speak, a man standing beside him—a rather thin, bespectacled man who looked deceptively scholarly—shouted at Su Chen.

"SLAP!" A crisp sound rang out. Everyone present, aside from Su Chen, stared in shock as the so-called Young Master Wei viciously backhanded his own stooge.

The bespectacled man clutched his swelling, painful left cheek, looking at Young Master Wei in utter astonishment. He couldn’t for the life of him understand why Young Master Wei had hit him.

"Get him the hell out of here!" Young Master Wei roared at the bespectacled man, pointing to the door.

Two men who looked like bodyguards immediately dragged the bespectacled man away.

"BAM!" Once the conference room door closed again, Young Master Wei seemed to regain his composure and sat back down. This time, however, his arrogance had vanished. He put his legs down and sat up much straighter.

His eyes flickered between the cigarette in Su Chen’s hand and the box on the table for a few moments before he looked at Su Chen and introduced himself. "Wei Ziyang of the Wei family. You’re a new face, pal. How come I’ve never seen you around the Imperial Capital?"

Su Chen, of course, knew exactly why Wei Ziyang’s attitude had changed so quickly. The cigarettes he was holding weren’t something an ordinary person could possess, and a third-generation scion like Wei Ziyang naturally understood what they signified.

If an ordinary person was just smoking a few, it would at most be to show off and hint at their connections. But to brandish entire boxes at a time—well, that carried a much heavier implication.

"It’s only natural that you don’t recognize me." Su Chen flicked the ash from his cigarette, a faint smile playing on his lips as he looked at Wei Ziyang. "To be honest, I’m curious as to why you’re so bold. There’s hardly anyone in the circle who would pull a stunt like this anymore."

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