Divine Lucky Star-Chapter 235 - Brother Haos Mouth is Definitely
Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Brother Hao’s Mouth is Definitely Blessed!
Chapter 235 -235: Brother Hao’s Mouth is Definitely Blessed!
“Who is this show-off? A Master?” Mr. Ye clearly appeared stunned for a moment, and then with furrowed brows, he said, “There can’t be many people in Zhonghai City that could make Fang Yushu speak like this, right?”
No wonder he was so surprised.
This Uncle Fang, Fang Yushu, the Director of the Zhonghai City Traffic Management Bureau, also ranked among the top figures in the prestigious Fang family. Not necessarily first, but at least within the top five. For someone to be regarded as a Master by him, how impressive must that person be?
“Well, not exactly,” Fang Yushu stood up and formally introduced to Mr. Ye, “Come here, Mr. Ye, let me introduce you. This young man is Wang Hao, he’s the one I told you wants that license plate! Don’t be fooled by his young age; he’s none other than the sixty-sixth generation descendant of Yuan Tiangang, the Heavenly Master himself, capable of summoning wind and rain, and turning beans into soldiers! When such a person expressly asks for the ZHAS6666 license plate, how could I not comply?”
“Just him?!” Mr. Ye looked at Wang Hao, his face a mix of shock and disbelief, and exclaimed, “He’s what, twenty-five years old at most? A Master?!”
Then he turned to Fang Yushu, “Look, Fang, if you don’t want to sell the plate then don’t, but bringing someone to fool me like this… that’s not right, is it?”
This was quite awkward.
Fang Yushu was aware of how badass Wang Hao was. As Fang Wenbin’s father, he had thoroughly heard about what had happened on the airplane from Fang Wenbin himself; without that, he wouldn’t have held Wang Hao in such high regard.
But here was the problem, he knew about it, but Mr. Ye… Mr. Ye didn’t have a clue…
“Is it, Mr. Ye?” Wang Hao turned his head, smiling amiably at Mr. Ye, and began to babble, “I see you’re glowing with health, I estimate that in no more than a day or so, some good fortune might come your way. So compared to that bit of luck, a license plate hardly seems worth making such a big fuss over. How about you wait a bit longer?”
“Wait on this matter?” Mr. Ye frowned upon hearing Wang Hao’s words, “What good fortune could there be? Could our family’s oil well possibly strike oil?”
Wang Hao closed his eyes, an air of mystery about him, “Well, you never know.”
At that moment, everyone in the room looked at each other—could there be something truly mystical about this? Could this young man really foretell such things?
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Mr. Ye was full of disbelief, but that quickly changed…
A phone ringtone sounded.
“Is that you, Li?” Mr. Ye picked up the call, glanced at the caller ID, and spoke irritably, “I’m in the middle of something… What did you say?! Oil has really been discovered?! Damn! How much is in the reserve? Great! Okay, got it. I’m on my way!”
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Ye stared dumbfounded at Wang Hao, then suddenly stood up, grabbed Wang Hao’s hand, “Master! Enough said, your prediction was spot-on! Consider the license plate my gift, I bid three million for it! Just accept it with a smile!”
Wang Hao: “…”
Duan Yunyun: “…”
Xia Xueqi: “…”
Fang Yushu: “…”
Holy shit, was he really that accurate?!
“Mr. Ye, this…” Fang Yushu was flabbergasted, “Are you serious about what you just said?”
“My engineering team found an oil field!” Mr. Ye jumped up as if his seat was on fire, “News just came in from the South Sea, a six-hundred-million-ton reserve! Are you asking me if I’m speaking the truth?! You all chat for a moment, I’ve got to go, Uncle Fang. As for that plate, it’s my present to the Master. Call me later, I need to leave!”
In the blink of an eye, Mr. Ye was gone without a trace, leaving everyone else in the room exchanging puzzled looks.
Xia Xueqi nudged Duan Yunyun secretly, “Brother Hao’s mouth must have been blessed!”
Duan Yunyun nodded blankly, “Absolutely!”
Well then, that license plate was as good as theirs, ZHAS6666, here we come!
“That number plate is slick!”
A great car plate, and after Duan Yunyun said goodbye to take care of some business, only Wang Hao and Xia Xueqi were left in the car.
Now that he had gotten the new car, Wang Hao naturally needed to get familiar with it, so he spent the following time driving all over Zhonghai City’s streets, getting to know the traffic and the feel of this vehicle.
Before he knew it, it was already past five in the afternoon, and as his agent, Xia Xueqi felt the need to remind him, “Brother Hao, it’s almost six o’clock, we should go meet the station manager.”
“Ah, I almost forgot had you not mentioned it,” Wang Hao asked, “Did we set a place to meet?”
“We did,” Xia Xueqi said with a smile, “Shangri-La Hotel’s Western restaurant. He’s already reserved a spot there. If we head out now, we’ll get there just in time.”
“Alright, then let’s head over.”
Xia Xueqi was right; they arrived at the Shangri-La Hotel’s Western restaurant at exactly fifty-eight past five.
As soon as he stepped out of the car, Wang Hao saw a middle-aged man, around forty, standing at the entrance of the restaurant all dressed up in a suit with a welcoming smile. Xia Xueqi called out from a distance, “Mr. Liu, we’re here.”
“Ahh, finally you’re here,” Mr. Liu instinctively glanced at Wang Hao’s car when he approached, especially at the S6666 license plate, and was immediately stunned, “Mr. Wang, I really appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to meet! Oh, this car is really something—great car, great plate!”
Aren’t you stating the obvious? Do you not see who I am!
Isn’t this why they say you need a good car for business dealings—what impression does one get seeing you stepping out of a two-million-dollar car with a ZhongAS6666 plate? And what if you were riding an electric scooter with someone on the back?
So, at this moment, Mr. Liu’s expression was exceedingly polite as he reached out his hand first, “Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Liu Qisheng, the manager of Zhenan TV Station. It’s a pleasure to meet you for the first time.”
“Hello.” After a symbolic handshake with Liu Qisheng, the trio entered the restaurant, found a spot to sit down, and after he ordered some beverages and drinks, Mr. Liu began, “I’m here to seek Mr. Wang’s opinion on a matter.”
His voice was calm and magnetic.
“Seeking my opinion?” Wang Hao looked at Liu Qisheng, puzzled, “As far as I can tell, I don’t think I have any business overlapping with the TV station at the moment, do I?”
“Mr. Wang, you’re being modest,” Mr. Liu said with a smile, “The projects you’ve been working on recently are very popular. Heavenly Female Soldiers hasn’t premiered yet, but the theme song ‘Wind and Rain, Rainbow, and Resonant Roses’ is already a hit. Miss Ice Princess’s ‘Bubble’ even set a new record with over ten million views on its first day. Domestic Agent’s views have already surpassed six hundred million, and it made Jiang Feng a viral sensation overnight with one song, ‘Existence.’ We truly recognize your strengths, so that’s why I wanted to consult with you.”
Oh, you flatter me too much…
Indeed, flattery has a purpose! Just think about it, Zhenan TV Station’s status is equivalent to ZJ TV Station from before Wang Hao’s “Crossing,” one of the top networks in the country. Someone of Mr. Liu’s caliber—what big shots must be lining up to meet him? And now he’s eagerly coming to me, speaking sweetly; something unusual is certainly afoot, let’s see what he has to say!
“Oh, you’re too kind,” Wang Hao said cheerfully, “May I ask what exactly Mr. Liu wants to consult me about today?”
“Well, here’s the thing,” Mr. Liu explained, “Our station’s current Saturday night ten-to-midnight slot isn’t getting very high viewership, and I’m thinking about replacing it. Many people are currently vying for this timeslot, but I haven’t agreed to any of them yet. I wanted to see if Mr. Wang has any creative concepts for a TV show.”
“A TV show concept?” Wang Hao stroked his chin, smiling, “You know, when I was bored a couple of days ago, I actually did come up with a few TV show ideas.”
“Haha, I knew I came to the right person!” Mr. Liu burst into laughter upon hearing Wang Hao did have some ideas, and immediately proposed, “Since Mr. Wang has some concepts, can we perhaps explore a collaboration?”
A collaboration is fine, of course, but what about my benefits?
“Well, we can,” Wang Hao said, making a gesture with his fingers, smiling, “But Mr. Liu, you know as well as I do… my benefits.”
“Of course, there has to be something in it for you,” Mr. Liu agreed, “I can give you a five percent commission on the ad revenue from the show you plan, after taxes. Is that figure satisfactory to you, Mr. Wang?”
“Five percent, how much is that?” Wang Hao casually asked, “I’m not very familiar with the TV station’s ad shares…”
Hearing Wang Hao ask this question, Mr. Liu was even more delighted inside—this is the time to pull one over on someone, to get great ideas from Wang Hao at a small price, it’s absolutely worth it! This guy has plenty of good stuff in his head!
