Zhou Yiquan laughed heartily.
Tang Yiming, who was a bit more sensitive, noticed Ruan Jinghong’s absent-mindedness and asked, "Ruan, what’s got you down? You seem a bit off."
"It’s nothing, really, just the thing I mentioned to you all last time we drank. I just happened to run into General Manager Lu from Yalong Real Estate and got a cold shoulder. Looks like I can’t count on Yalong Real Estate..."
Ruan Jinghong, being among friends, had nothing to hide and spoke self-deprecatingly.
"Yalong Real Estate?" Tang Yiming was taken aback. "Lu Conglin?"
"Not Lu Conglin, my father’s social circle isn’t that extensive. It’s Lu Yuansong from a subsidiary of the Yalong Real Estate Group, you know?"
Ruan Jinghong waved his hand.
"Oh, I’ve heard a bit about him, like Lu Yuansong is somewhat related to Lu Conglin."
Tang Yiming nodded first, then smiled and pointed at Ruan.
"Ruan, you brought this on yourself. You weren’t clear about which real estate company you wanted to collaborate with. If I’d known earlier that your target was Yalong Real Estate, I would’ve pointed you in the right direction. You wouldn’t have had to beg around."
"What direction?"
Ruan Jinghong was puzzled.
"Hey, did you not know that Brother Dog is acquainted with General Manager Lu?"
"Zhou Wang knows General Manager Lu?"
Ruan Jinghong asked in shock, "Are you talking about Lu Yuansong or..."
"Of course, it’s Lu Conglin, the executive vice president of Yalong Real Estate!"
Tang Yiming laughed loudly, "Brother Dog is on a different level. Although Lu Yuansong is impressive, he’s not quite there yet. I only knew because Young Master Zhang mentioned it—Zhou Wang bought the Tower King at ’Spring Eye,’ developed by Yalong Real Estate. You know ’Spring Eye,’ right? You can’t buy the Tower King there just with money."
"Are you sure Brother Dog knows Lu Conglin?"
Ruan Jinghong began to breathe heavily.
"If it was just from Young Master Zhang’s words, I wouldn’t be 100% sure. But during our 77th Super Car Club gathering, when there was an issue with the racing venue—you remember that, right?"
Tang Yiming laughed.
"I vaguely remember, wasn’t it Brother Dog who resolved that?"
"Yes, when he was on the phone, only Young Master Zhang and I were there. You all don’t know the details, but he was calling Lu Conglin. Otherwise, why do you think the issue was resolved so quickly?"
"Damn!"
Ruan Jinghong couldn’t help cursing, almost saying if Zhou Wang and Lu Conglin were so close, why was he chasing Lu Yuansong around?
But after the initial excitement, Ruan Jinghong thought again and felt something was amiss.
A single venue issue couldn’t determine the real relationship between Zhou Wang and Lu Conglin. His request wasn’t small, and he wasn’t sure if Lu Conglin would do anything as a favor to Zhou Wang...
Thinking this, Ruan Jinghong felt he might have celebrated too early.
Just then, with the doorman guiding, a Bentley Continental GT, color hard to tell if it’s gray or blue, slowly drove into the parking lot. Seeing the car, Ruan Jinghong temporarily put away his thoughts and smiled.
"It’s Zhou Wang’s car."
Tang Yiming and Zhou Yiquan hadn’t seen Zhou Wang’s Bentley before, but they weren’t too surprised. They all walked over to the Bentley’s parking spot with smiles.
After the Bentley stopped, it jolted slightly, leaving them a little perplexed. When they saw the shy-looking Su Yajing getting out of the driver’s seat, they understood.
Female driver... It’s normal.
Soon after, Zhou Wang emerged from the passenger seat, smiling as he walked toward them.
"Yiming, Yiquan, long time no see!"
"Hahaha, Brother Dog, I missed the hell out of you!"
Zhou Yiquan was the most excited, giving Zhou Wang a bear hug right off.
Zhou Wang actually knew Zhou Yiquan even before Tang Yiming, but Zhou Yiquan missed the 77th Super Car Club gathering, so he and Zhou Wang hadn’t seen each other for a while. The last time was at Dianwang Club.
Due to a favor done when Su Yajing’s dorm went to Star Fortress, and constant chatting in the group, they weren’t estranged.
Compared to Young Master Zhang, Tang Yiming, and others, Zhou Yiquan was a typical second-generation rich playboy. He wasn’t the best-tempered, but if he liked someone, the friendship could be more genuine than with people like Tang Yiming.
"You dog, where did you party last night? I can still smell the alcohol on you..."
Zhou Wang pushed Zhou Yiquan away in mock disdain.
"Hahaha, got me! It was a friend’s birthday yesterday. I went to show face, drank until five this morning. If Yiming hadn’t come knocking at my door, I might’ve missed your message, Brother Dog..."
Zhou Yiquan laughed and explained.
Then Zhou Wang put an arm around Tang Yiming’s shoulder. They exchanged a smile, greeting each other.
Because of his family background, Tang Yiming was relatively low-key. His interactions with Zhou Wang were a bit restrained. However, since Tang Yiming grew up in Jing City, they were half-hometown friends, maintaining good relations.
It was just that Tang Yiming seemed to prefer phone calls over WeChat, perhaps due to influence. Occasionally, he’d call Zhou Wang out of the blue for casual chats, which would last over half an hour, slightly troubling Zhou Wang.
Although he didn’t mind, chatting with Tang Yiming, this "local informant," was interesting, revealing quite a bit of "inside info" other people couldn’t know.