Tangya soon left the VIP room and entered the bank lobby’s counter area, where she asked, "Tingting, has the representative from Jiamei Company arrived for the withdrawal? Is the money ready?"

"I’ve prepared everything; the money can be withdrawn immediately," Miaotingting replied.

With that, Miaotingting gave a thumbs up. "Sister Tang, you’re truly amazing. Those two have been waiting at the door for ages, yet the client is already with you. That’s really impressive!"

Tangya offered no explanation. If Jiamei Company’s finance person hadn’t fallen ill, she wouldn’t have had this opportunity at all. So, is the world really that unpredictable? Who knows what the next second might bring? Because sometimes, reality is just that illogical. For example, some people are terrible at driving practice yet still pass their test, while others who practice so well might fail due to sheer bad luck. Of course, there’s a second chance, but it’s incredibly nerve-wracking, isn’t it?

Tangya returned to the VIP room.

Luofeng saw two female bank employees, who were about a 70 in terms of appearance, walk in.

They seemed to glance at Tangya, then at Luofeng.

One of them said, "Hello, sir. I am a VIP client reception specialist, Yuan Mei! It’s a pleasure to serve you!"

The other woman also spoke, "Hello, I am also a reception specialist, Yang Meng!"

These two were clearly experienced in the art of poaching clients.

Tangya scoffed. "Yuan Mei, Yang Meng, he’s my client!"

Yuan Mei immediately retorted, "This gentleman represents Jiamei Construction Company. When Jiamei scheduled a withdrawal yesterday, we were clearly the ones who assisted them!"

Yang Meng added, "And I handled the account opening for Jiamei Company. So, no matter how you look at it, Jiamei’s business is something Yuan Mei and I should be handling!"

What in the world? Luofeng was utterly bewildered. What is going on? Three people arguing right in front of a client? He had never encountered such a situation and had no idea how to react. Should I just sit back and watch the drama unfold?

Tangya calmly stated, "But I am the one assisting him now."

"Just because you’re assisting him now means you can snatch someone else’s client?" Yuan Mei countered sharply.

Yang Meng chimed in, "We are the reception specialists who understand Jiamei best. Do you even know anything about Jiamei’s situation?"

As the three continued to argue heatedly, a middle-aged man walked in. He coughed pointedly to interrupt their dispute, then turned to Luofeng with an apology. "I’m sorry, sir. My sincere apologies for this. I am the VIP client reception manager, Zhu Jun. I had the pleasure of meeting you, Mr. Luo, at Boss Luo’s year-end meeting."

"Oh, right!" Luofeng feigned sudden realization. "Manager Zhu, isn’t it?"

Truth be told, who the hell was this guy? He didn’t remember him at all.

Zhu Jun clearly knew Luofeng didn’t recognize him but saw no need to dwell on such details. "Mr. Luo, the 500,000 RMB in cash you wished to withdraw is ready. Would you like to take it with you now?"

Luofeng nodded. "Yes. It’s something my old man arranged, and I need to get it done properly. Besides, it needs to be delivered to the large construction site in West City!"

Zhu Jun’s eyes lit up. He quickly produced a business card. "Since you have matters to attend to, Mr. Luo, I won’t take up any more of your time. Here is my card. Should Jiamei have any financial needs, our bank will gladly offer our full support!"

Luofeng accepted the card.

The two women also seized the opportunity, promptly offering their own cards.

Luofeng took them all without a second thought.

Tangya stood to the side, having no intention of participating. Giving her business card to her daughter’s boyfriend? Wouldn’t that be a bit awkward?

"Mr. Luo, here is the cash you requested," Zhu Jun said, handing a plain non-woven bag to Luofeng.

Luofeng made no move to inspect the cash. For a stable and highly profitable client like Jiamei Company, any issues during a cash withdrawal would mean the bank risked losing them entirely.

Luofeng stood up, holding the bag. "I’ll be going then. Thank you for your assistance."

Yuan Mei, Yang Meng, and Zhu Jun escorted him to the door.

They watched as Luofeng got into a Ferrari.

After he drove off, they began to marvel.

"Jiamei Company really is on the rise, isn’t it? Boss Luo’s son is driving a Ferrari worth millions now?" Zhu Jun remarked with a sigh.

Yuan Mei added, "Jiamei secured 5% of the West City Plan. That’s a 200 billion RMB total project, so 5% is a ten billion RMB contract. The profits from that alone must be in the billions."

Yang Meng lowered her voice. "I heard Boss Luo and his wife have a very good relationship. Perhaps we could try to get to him through Little Luo?"

Zhu Jun, also speaking in a hushed tone, said, "We must secure Jiamei’s business. Yang Meng, Yuan Mei, give it your best. If you land this, I’ll promote you."

After speaking, Zhu Jun glanced at the two women’s figures. He might not be short of young women, but a change of pace now and then... I don’t think that would be an issue, right? After all, many young men these days, a good number of them, are into older, attractive women. These two managed to become reception specialists, so their figures and looks must certainly be up to par.

Zhu Jun continued his promises, "Whoever makes the biggest contribution will be the one to take over my position in the future. As for Tangya’s current role, her performance review for Vice General Manager is approaching. Given her current performance, unless she manages to secure Jiamei Company’s business this time, she definitely won’t pass."

...

Luofeng drove his Ferrari, soon finding his father’s location via GPS, and arrived at the large construction site in West City.

Once, Shanghai underwent massive, rapid development, with constant construction everywhere. But back then, Luo Lin was just a small business owner and had no opportunities at all. Now, however, there was the New District. Of course, it was also thanks to a few connections in Capital City that Jiamei’s Luo Lin finally got his chance to shine on a bigger stage. Otherwise, a construction company worth only tens of millions participating in a 200 billion RMB development plan? Yeah, right. Keep dreaming! Isn’t that the kind of thing that only happens in dreams?

At the construction site, Luofeng quickly spotted the Panamera he had bought for his father. He parked the Ferrari by the roadside and then called his dad.

"Dad, where are you?" Luofeng asked.

"You’re here already?" Luo Lin sounded surprised.

"Yeah, I’m right next to your car!" Luofeng replied.

"Hold on, I’ll be right there!" Luo Lin said and then hung up.

In less than three minutes, Luo Lin walked over.

He glanced at the Ferrari, and something seemed to occur to him. "I heard you got yourself a Lamborghini?"

Of course. Dad wasn’t interested in sports cars, but the Lamborghini Urus was an SUV. Old Luo was naturally eyeing it with envy.

"Just bought it on a whim a while ago. Looks like you like it, Dad?" Luofeng observed his father’s expression. "Then how about we trade cars for a bit?"

"Sure!" Luo Lin immediately handed the Panamera’s car key to Luofeng.

Luo Lin was indeed a car enthusiast. Though not to the point of obsession, he was very interested in any sedan or comfortable SUV.

"Dad, the money’s in the co-pilot seat. I’ll get going. I’ve made plans to hang out with friends later!"

The ’friends’ and ’hang out’ he mentioned... Luofeng couldn’t help but snicker inwardly. Wasn’t he just going to ’play’ with his Little Fairy?

"Wait a second!"

"What’s up?" Luofeng turned back.

Luo Lin said, "Come with me to distribute the wages. You’re grown up now. Someday, Jiamei will be handed over to you. It’s time you got familiar with the people and the work here."

Seriously?! Luofeng was speechless. Hasn’t he been working hard enough building his own ventures outside? Why else would he be spending money and completing tasks every day? He’d already achieved a lot, even securing a gold mine, not to mention Fengshun Investment Company. And White Wing? That was also developing very well. So, was he still destined to return home and inherit the family business after all?