The dinner was at a famous Bamboo Garden in the capital. The decoration style of the Jiangnan courtyard was very popular among the officials and nobles in the capital. The diners here were either rich or noble. With the high prices, even if ordinary people came in and took a look at the menu, they would leave quietly.
As the Chinese New Year approached, the business at Bamboo Garden didn't slow down. Instead, it became even more popular. Those rich kids who were either working outside or were sent to other places to train had all returned to the capital to eat, drink, and play during the holidays.
Wang Zijin's group came a little late. The reservation was canceled because it was too late. When they arrived at Bamboo Garden, there were no more private rooms. The last private room had just been booked.
"It's all Zhao Tiezhu's fault. He insisted on playing cards. We're late."
"It's not a big deal. Let's go somewhere else."
"But I want to eat here."
The small group chattered. Just as they were about to leave, Zhang Mingcheng was suddenly stopped by someone.
Zhang Mingcheng turned around and saw that the person who called him was his colleague from the same unit. He was also a rich second generation, and his name was Tang Wenbing. The two of them were usually very close. With Zhang Mingcheng's smooth and slick personality, he could get close to anyone.
"Wenbing, what a coincidence." Zhang Mingcheng smiled.
"You're here for dinner too? Which room is it? I'll come and find you later. "Tang Wenbing also smiled.
"I was just about to leave. There are no more rooms."
"No more …" Tang Wenbing thought for a while and said, "Why don't you join us? We'll have a private room. "
"Is it convenient?" Zhang Mingcheng hesitated.
"Of course. As long as it's convenient for you, we're fine with it." Tang Wenbing looked at the rich kids who weren't in the same circle as him. They were all rich kids that he couldn't afford to offend. At least, he couldn't afford to offend them.
Back then, Old Master Wang was already a big shot. Those who could work with him were all people with real power and authority. After more than ten years, they naturally climbed higher and went further.
The private room was spacious enough to accommodate two tables. There was an ink painting screen between the two tables. There were orchids in the four corners of the room. On the east side was an antique shelf, and on the west side was a bookshelf. The windows were wooden windows like those in ancient times.
This was originally a private room for large-scale gatherings. Today, it was booked by Huang Wei and the other rich kids.
First-rate second generations were in politics, second-rate second generations were in business, and third-rate second generations were just eating and waiting for death. Among the seven or eight people present, there were people from both business and politics. They were all led by Huang Wei.
Huang Wei was from the capital, but his father used to work in the Jiangnan area. As he slowly climbed up the ranks, he was transferred to the capital. When the imperial court changed, he became a member of the large team and was promoted as scheduled.
It belonged to the New Student Faction.
Relying on his father's influence, Huang Wei was like a fish in water in the business world. In Beijing, his status also rose.
Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, this saying was not wrong at all.
When he was at his most arrogant, he once felt that those high and mighty second generations were nothing more than this. After a few years in the mall, he had become more mature and confident. He no longer showed his arrogance on his face.
"Mr. Huang, are you interested in starting a business?" A second generation, who was sent to a small county in Shandong by his father, joked, "As long as you come over to invest, I'll give you the green light. You take the money, and I'll take the credit."
Huang Wei smiled, "Don't try to harm me. In your lousy place, you'll lose money if you start a real estate business. Those who start a business now either lose money or struggle to survive. Those who want to become bigger and stronger are too bloated. Only a fool would invest in you. "
The others laughed and jested.
Because they were old friends, they did not hold back when they spoke.
Just as they were talking, the door opened. Tang Wenbing, who said that he was going out for a smoke, came back with a group of people behind him.
"I brought a few friends over." Tang Wenbing explained the situation simply.
Huang Wei and the others naturally did not have any objections. Some of them were even happy. The second generation of officials was also divided into different social circles. Without someone familiar to 'lead the way' or without an official position, it would be hard for them to enter the higher social circles.
They were already considered pretty good, but compared to Zhang Mingcheng's group, they were still lacking.
When Huang Wei saw Wang Zijin at first glance, he was stunned. He frowned at first, but then he smiled as usual.
According to the news he heard, Wang Zijin and Qin Ze had broken up. A grassroots person who lost the support of the Wang family was not worth mentioning. Also, his previous thinking was wrong. Qin Ze was not the Wang family's white glove. Even his relationship with Wang Zijin was not approved by the Wang family.
If it was related to the Wang family's interests, he naturally would not touch Qin Ze.
Huang Wei believed that he was not the only one who noticed Qin Ze. It was not because of his celebrity aura, but because of the amazing achievements he had made.
In the past, he was doing well in the entertainment industry and the financial industry. Those who were jealous of him were not capable enough, and those who were capable enough felt that his scale was not enough. After all, although it was not bad to split Qin Ze's businesses, it was not enough to tempt Huang Wei.
What really tempted him was virtual reality technology. It was a good thing. Huang Wei felt that even if he was not tempted, others would be. It was just that he saw the benefits earlier.
The future was not something that entertainment companies and private equity companies could compare to.
Qin Ze was more stubborn than he thought. He protected the food on his plate and did not allow anyone to have a share. Since he did not want to invest, he would take it himself.
So far, it seemed that he was a person who harmed others without benefiting himself. Just like Qin Ze said, as long as he held on for a while, the influence of piracy would decrease. He really had no choice. The times were changing and the laws were improving. It was not as easy to manipulate as before.
However, as long as Qin Ze continued to do it on a large scale, Huang Wei had many ways to stop him and force him to submit.
The two tables were separated by a screen. Under Tang Wenbing's lead, the people around him went over to toast and chat.
Wang Zijin's small team had people like Zhang Mingcheng, who was smooth and slick. The other people's EQ was not low either. They quickly got along well.
However, Huang Wei noticed a detail. The people who went over to toast were all his friends, but none of them seemed to come over.
The difference in status was obvious.
Huang Wei frowned. With his father's current power, he was not much worse than the second generation at the next table. However, he also knew that connections were more important than emotions, so he went over with a glass of wine.
He chatted cheerfully with Zhang Mingcheng and laughed heartily with Zhao Tiezhu. Everyone gave him face. Holding the wine glass, he walked around in circles. When he reached Wang Zijin, Huang Wei smiled and said, "Sister Ziwei, I didn't have time to drink with you the last time we met in Shanghai. Come, come, come, fill the glass. Cheers."
However, Wang Zijin ignored him.
She did not give him face at all.
Huang Wei's friends might not know, but Wang Zijin's childhood friends knew. Huang Wei did something in Shanghai because it was related to Qin Ze, and Qin Ze was related to Wang Zijin.
Her childhood friends all felt that Qin Ze was tricked by Huang Wei, so he came to Beijing to suck up to the Wang family.
He was a complete scumbag.
"Go away." Wang Zijin was expressionless, but her words were sharp.
Huang Wei's smile disappeared. He looked at Wang Zijin and then at her childhood friends. He sneered, "You're looking down on me, aren't you?"
We are all second generation heirs. My father's status is not lower than yours, or even higher. What gives you the confidence to talk to me like that?
Wang Zijin pretended that he didn't exist and continued to eat.
The granddaughter of the Wang Clan's first wife was more arrogant and haughty than anyone else.
This was a side that Qin Ze and Qin Bao Bao would never see.
Huang Wei's face twitched. "I get it. You're doing this for Qin Ze? Tsk tsk, didn't you two break up? Are you still in love with him? You should have said so earlier. If he was from the Wang family, I would have let him go. But he's not. Why do you have to do this? You were abandoned by him and ran back to the capital with your tail between your legs. I did it for you to vent your anger. I didn't even ask you to thank me … "
"Smack!" Wang Zijin raised her hand and slapped him.
The private room fell silent.
Tang Wenbing, who was wondering if he should act as a mediator, was completely dumbfounded.
The gazes of the twenty or so people all fell on Wang Zijin's face, as well as Huang Wei's gradually becoming ferocious.
Huang Wei's face was twisted. "Try it again."
Wang Zijin slapped him again. "Smack!"
The feeling of being slapped was something he had never experienced before, let alone now. Huang Wei exploded. He waved his hand and swept the cups and chopsticks to the floor. "What the f * ck …"
Before he could finish his sentence, the fourteen people at the table stood up and stared coldly at Huang Wei.
Zhao Tiezhu and Zhang Mingcheng grabbed their beer bottles …
Huang Wei's face changed. He was in a dilemma.
Wang Zijin looked at him and sneered. "So what? Do you want to fight with me or the Wang family? If you want to fight with me, sure. Why don't you try it now? I don't know if your friend dares to help you, but my friend can beat you to a pulp.
"Why don't you try to fight with the Wang family? See if your old man is willing to flip the table for you and the Wang family. In the next meeting, I might want to move my butt a little higher. Although my grandpa is retired, if he comes out and says a few words, do you think I'll be successful? "
Zhao Tiezhu grinned. "Count the Zhao family in. I'm the only child my old man has."
"Wow, the Huang family is so powerful. You scared me to death."
"Huang, isn't your uncle working for my grandpa? Take it easy. I haven't had fun in a long time."
"Tsk tsk, you've become arrogant after a few years."
A group of people mocked and ridiculed.
Huang Wei was speechless.
The Huang family rose quickly, but its foundation was unstable. They had few allies and insufficient connections. This was the shortcoming of every rising family.
On the other hand, the Wang family was an old family in Beijing. They were like the old banyan tree in the courtyard, deeply rooted. You would never know where their roots would spread to.
Allies, in-laws, family friends, students … They had many branches and leaves.
Not to mention a slap, even if they sent him to the hospital, the Huang family might not be willing to flip the table with the Wang family.
"Trash, no wonder you can only get some money through your family's connections. Now that you're rich, you think I'm second on the first day. You really don't know how to write the word 'death'. Let's not talk about whether Qin Ze is related to the Wang family. Even if he isn't, you'll be left far behind in ten years. You won't even be able to see his back. Purple Crystal Technology is mine. I have shares in Dongfeng. Remember, if you dare to touch my things again, it won't be a slap next time. "
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