From Wage Slave to Tycoon novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: I’m Serious About This Apology

Peninsula Hotel, 28th floor!

Chen Feiyu stared at the hotel room door, took a deep breath, and knocked.

After about ten seconds, the door opened.

CREAK~

Sicong’s head poked out from behind the door. "You’re here. Come on in!"

Chen Feiyu nodded to Sicong and strode inside, carrying a briefcase... only to see Su Chen sitting on the sofa, leisurely sipping tea.

"Mr. Su!" Chen Feiyu called out respectfully.

Su Chen’s gaze lingered on the briefcase for a moment before he waved a hand, gesturing for him to sit. He even poured him a cup of tea. "Don’t be so formal. We’re all friends here. Sit down, have some tea!"

Chen Feiyu sat down on the edge of the sofa, placing the briefcase he was carrying on the coffee table.

"Mr. Su, I deeply apologize for what happened. This is a gift from my father. Please, you must accept it!" As he spoke, Chen Feiyu pushed the briefcase toward Su Chen.

"Hm?" Noticing the flash of pain in Chen Feiyu’s eyes, Su Chen’s interest in the briefcase’s contents was piqued.

Without any hesitation, he pulled the briefcase over and took out a stack of documents from inside.

When he saw the words on the cover of the documents, he was somewhat surprised.

The document in his hands was a property transfer agreement. It was already signed and stamped; all that was needed was Su Chen’s signature for the contract to take effect immediately.

"The Chen family is certainly bold..." Su Chen placed the documents on the table.

Meanwhile, a curious Sicong leaned over and picked up the documents from the table.

"Holy shit! Feiyu, your family is really willing to spare no expense! This is a huge price to pay!" Sicong was floored. He never would have imagined the Chen family would transfer a mansion in Shallow Bay to Su Chen.

The entire mansion had five floors, each a hundred square meters, for a total of five hundred square meters! It was worth a whole five hundred million!

"As long as we can earn Mr. Su’s forgiveness, this... is nothing!" Chen Feiyu said with great sincerity.

Sicong gave Chen Feiyu a complicated look, then turned his gaze back to Su Chen.

The room fell silent for a moment as both Sicong and Chen Feiyu fixed their eyes on Su Chen.

After a long pause, Su Chen finally spoke slowly, "I’ll accept this gift."

Hearing this, the weight on Chen Feiyu’s heart was lifted. Since Su Chen had accepted the gift, it meant this little grudge was well and truly settled.

Chen Feiyu quickly took out a pen and handed it to Su Chen.

Su Chen didn’t dawdle. He took the pen and signed his name on the property transfer agreement.

"Mr. Su, I’ll arrange for someone to deliver the relevant documents for the mansion by tomorrow at the latest!"

"Mm," Su Chen nodded slightly.

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Meanwhile, in a room on the 27th floor of the Peninsula Hotel.

"What? Increase the profit-sharing by another ten percentage points for the renewal? Mr. Charles, isn’t that a bit too much?" Chen Yulong asked, his expression grave.

Ten percentage points... Over a year, the company would suffer an additional loss of several hundred million. No one would be happy about that.

"Yes, Mr. Chen. This was a special request from our president. If you have a problem with it... you can always call him and ask," Charles said, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. He knew the man before him didn’t have the guts.

Chen Yulong’s expression instantly darkened.

"Mr. Charles, could you perhaps consult with the president and ask if this profit share could be lowered a little?"

Seeing Chen Feiyu’s dilemma, Sicong thought about the Chen family’s business portfolio and instantly guessed who that man was.

"Feiyu, that foreigner just now... he’s not from the Louis Vuitton Group, is he?"

As soon as the words were out, the color drained from Chen Feiyu’s face. He blurted out, "How did you know?"

A thoughtful look appeared on Su Chen’s face. He recalled Sicong specifically mentioning the Chen family’s luxury goods division when he’d first introduced them. ’So this kid knew all along.’

’Perhaps Sicong played a big part in the Chen family’s extravagant apology this time.’

’After all, Chen Feiyu and Sicong are on good terms, so he must have called to ask him about the situation.’

Having figured all this out, Su Chen looked at Sicong with an amused expression.

"I have a pretty good grasp of your family’s business distribution. The only sector that would involve a foreigner like that is luxury goods," Sicong explained.

Since Sicong had already laid it all out, Chen Feiyu decided there was no point in hiding it anymore. "That’s right. That man is a senior executive from the Louis Vuitton Group. He’s here to negotiate our contract renewal. But from the look on my dad’s face, it doesn’t seem to be going well."

He knew his family’s business best. If they failed to renew this contract, it would be a heavy blow to the Chen family.

Sicong turned to Su Chen, seeking his opinion.

Su Chen thought about the five-story mansion in Shallow Bay that the Chen family had just given him, and nodded.

When he saw Su Chen nod, Sicong grinned, leaned close to Chen Feiyu, and whispered, "Young Master Su is the single largest individual shareholder of the Louis Vuitton Group!"

"Ah—" Chen Feiyu stared at Su Chen, his face a mask of pure shock.

"Alright, stop being so shocked. Let’s go eat first. We’ll talk after. What if your dad manages to close the deal on his own?" Sicong said, slinging an arm around Chen Feiyu’s shoulder.

"Right, food! Food! Young Master Su, whatever you want to eat, I’ll arrange it immediately!"

"What the hell, what about me!?" Sicong yelled indignantly.