Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"Mountains and Waters Corporation?"

Song Yun, with his extremely sharp ears, had heard the other party's words and guessed that this guy, being in the tourism industry, probably wanted to take advantage of Mountains and Waters Corporation's network to expand his business nationwide.

"I'm really sorry, Brother Long," the middle-aged man apologized. "I've been so busy with my business that I've neglected my own child's upbringing."

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man continued to apologize, "Brother Long, I would like to meet the person who was harassed to apologize in person. What do you think?"

The middle-aged man's attitude was very humble. For someone like him, who was well-known in Ya San City, to speak so submissively was truly uncommon.

"You wouldn't be planning to remember the other person's face to take revenge later in private, would you?"

Zhang Zilong glanced at him sideways.

The middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand and said with a forced smile, "Of course not, in our business, we value harmony and believe that more trouble is worse than less, right?"

"Hmm, the victim is over there," Zhang Zilong said as he stepped aside, pointing at Song Yun and his party and added indifferently, "I hope you truly want to apologize. If I find out that any of them are treated unfairly in Ya San City, we'll need to have a serious talk."

"Look at what you're saying..."

The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said sheepishly.

With Zhang Zilong acting as a shield, no one in Ya San City who valued their eyesight would dare provoke these few people. Zhang Zilong was a legend in the local area.

He slowly walked towards Song Yun and his group. When he got close, his eyes lit up as he looked at the girls. He instantly understood why his son had caused such a fuss—it was because these girls were too beautiful!

Even he, who was not usually moved by female beauty, felt an unconscious desire to strike up a conversation.

"Hello, I am..."

The man had just begun to speak when Song Yun raised his hand to interrupt him. Song Yun, eating his skewer leisurely, said, "Who you are doesn't concern us."

"Heh heh..."

The middle-aged man's face stiffened as he forced a smile and said, "I've come here to apologize to you all. After all, it was my son who was in the wrong first. Whatever you spend here today, I'll foot the bill."

"That's not necessary. We may not be from rich families, but we do have some money," Ye Qingqing said coldly, rejecting the offer. "As for your son, he should indeed be well disciplined."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

A forty-something-year-old man, and a very successful one at that, being scolded on the street by a girl in her twenties, could feel his face burning with embarrassment.

"Boss Qiao?"

A man outside the barbecue stand called out.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look. His demeanor immediately changed as he assumed the persona of a successful businessman and began to exchange pleasantries with the newcomer.

"Why would Boss Mu be here?"

Boss Qiao asked with a smile.

The man was the CEO of a Shangri-La hotel, and they often interacted with Qiao in the tourism industry—a good business partner. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

"I'm looking for a big shot," Boss Mu said in a low voice. "In the past couple of days, a VIP came to our hotel from Magic Capital! The headquarters have instructed me to meet all of his requests unconditionally as long as he doesn't do anything that violates the rules."

"Sss!"

Upon hearing this, Boss Qiao took a sharp breath in. Everyone knew that Shangri-La hotels, in terms of scale and influence, were top-notch globally. To receive instructions from headquarters, this person must be powerful!

"Don't keep us in suspense, Boss Mu! Just tell me who it is," Boss Qiao said eagerly, all ears. Boss Mu cleared his throat twice and said mysteriously, "Magic Capital's richest man, Mr. Song!"

"!!!"

"Who did you say?!"

Mr. Qiao immediately jumped up, his eyes wide with disbelief as he shouted, "Say that again! Who???"

"Keep your voice down, you old rascal!"

Mr. Mu said with some displeasure, "Mr. Song from Magic Capital is visiting Ya San City and staying at our Shangri-La!"

When Mr. Mu spoke these words, there was a defiant look on his face. After all, Song Yun's wealth was famous throughout the country. Choosing Shangri-La out of the many vacation hotels in Ya San City was also a compliment to the hotel.

"Damn!"

Mr. Qiao paced back and forth nonstop, one moment anxious about making a connection with Mountains and Waters Corporation, the next he was about to meet the boss behind Mountains and Waters Corporation???

This world is a bit too magical, isn't it?

If I go along with Mr. Mu... maybe I could make a good impression on the other party, and then...

At this thought, Mr. Qiao got excited. This was a cheer for the future layout of his own company; he couldn't afford to be careless!

"Hehe, Mr. Mu, could you introduce me to Mr. Song, please? You know I'm in the tourism business and have reached a bottleneck period. I'd like to collaborate with Mountains and Waters Corporation," Mr. Qiao said with a chuckle.

"Set any condition you like, as long as I can go with you to meet him once, I'll do anything!"

Mr. Qiao clearly owed Mr. Mu a big favor. Mr. Mu looked at him, thought for a moment, and then said, "If it's just an introduction, it's not impossible, but I heard you have a bottle of 1938 whisky in your cellar, cough cough..."

"..."

Mr. Qiao inwardly cursed when he heard this; the kid was really a bit too greedy!

That bottle of whisky was his pride and joy, bought for the sole purpose of collecting. Moreover, there were only 62 bottles left in the world; it truly was a case of one less bottle every time one was drunk!

But the thought of having a chat with Song Yun made the bottle seem... somehow less important!

"It's only whisky, isn't it? Send someone to my place tomorrow, and I'll personally go to the cellar and get it for you!"

"Good!"

Mr. Mu, with a beaming smile, led Mr. Qiao around the room, and after scoping out the place, found Song Yun and started walking towards him.

Mr. Qiao followed behind Mr. Mu, thinking about how he might win the favor of the big shot.

Was he going to offer to cover the cost of this trip for him?

No, no!

The man was the richest in Magic Capital; how could he lack money!

So, should he introduce his company's tourism projects to him and then take Mr. Song to experience them?

Would that be too tacky...

Or maybe invite Mr. Song for some overseas fishing?

This seemed more feasible!

All those big shots have a hobby for fishing, right? Deep-sea fishing is a great choice!

"Bang!"

Mr. Qiao, head down and deep in thought, didn't notice Mr. Mu had stopped in his tracks and walked right into his back.

"Mr. Song, I rushed back to find you as soon as I finished with that project!"

Mr. Mu greeted Song Yun with a laugh, "How is your stay at Shangri-La? Do you have any suggestions for us?"

"Shangri-La is quite nice; it's the most satisfactory hotel I've stayed at over the years,"

As the saying goes, a fancy sedan chair is carried by everyone. Plus, the Shangri-La hotel indeed did a good job on this matter, so a word of praise wasn't out of the question.