Car-hailing Driver: Rewards from Complaints-Chapter 59 - 58: The Wine Gifted to Mr. Yang

Yang Chen chuckled and replied, "I don’t know about others, but I’m quite lazy. I can’t handle too many orders in a day or make that much money."

"How can that be? In Hai City, earning less than ten thousand a month makes it impossible to live. Mr. Yang, if you can’t even make ten thousand, how will you support Miss Xu when you’re together in the future?" Yang Zhiqiang deliberately asked.

Xu Xiaowan quickly said, "I have my hands and feet; I don’t need someone else to support me. I believe if two people are truly together, they should support each other. It shouldn’t be about one party waiting to be taken care of."

"Haha... Miss Xu, well said. But I don’t quite understand; you both are classmates from Finance University. So Mr. Yang should also be an exceptional graduate in marketing, right? Why not find a decent job and instead choose to drive for ride-hailing?" Yang Zhiqiang continued to ask.

"I’m used to being free and don’t want to be constrained by others. Although driving for ride-hailing is boring, it allows me total freedom, which suits me perfectly," Yang Chen replied.

"Sigh... you’re still young. It’s okay now when you’re single to earn a few thousand. But once you’re with Miss Xu, such a little income won’t be enough. If you can’t increase your income, you should focus on investment and financial management," Yang Zhiqiang said.

Finally, getting to the main topic.

Fang Huihui quickly chimed in, "Oh, right! Manager Yang is especially good at investment and finance. If you have spare money, you can let him handle it. You don’t have to worry about anything; just wait for the dividends."

"Really? Manager Yang is that good at investing? Teach me a few tricks. As the saying goes, if you don’t manage your finances, your money won’t manage you. I really should start some financial management," Yang Chen said sincerely.

The system awarded Yang Chen a few million placed in his bank account, so he indeed should take it out for some financial management.

Investment was Yang Zhiqiang’s forte; he excelled at it.

He could also show off in front of Xu Xiaowan, make her admire him, which would make things easier in the future.

"For ordinary people like you, the most suitable investment is buying stocks. But stocks can’t be purchased blindly; it really tests personal skills..."

Yang Zhiqiang spoke eloquently, talking about K-line charts and Bollinger lines, going on at great length.

To be honest, Yang Chen really didn’t understand these things. Listening to him explain technical details was indeed useful.

After finishing talking about stocks, Yang Zhiqiang moved on to futures investment, eagerly showing off all the knowledge he possessed.

When Yang Zhiqiang paused, Fang Huihui reminded Xu Xiaowan, "Xiaowan, see how much Manager Yang knows? Once you officially join the company, you must learn from him. Here, a toast to Manager Yang and Manager Zhao."

Xu Xiaowan doesn’t usually drink, but she knew the purpose of this meal and that she must have a drink today.

So, reluctantly, she raised her glass and said, "Manager Yang, Manager Zhao, I’m not good with words, but my sentiments are in this glass. Let me toast you both first."

After saying this, Xu Xiaowan tilted her head back and downed the drink in one go.

Zhao Qin cheerfully raised her glass symbolically; she was also a woman who didn’t drink much normally.

But Yang Zhiqiang was very pleased, saying with a smile, "As a newcomer in the workplace, it’s normal not to understand many things. However, knowing how to handle interpersonal relationships means you already have a bright future ahead. Haha..."

After speaking, Yang Zhiqiang downed his own cup of wine.

After Yang Zhiqiang set down his glass, Yang Chen quickly said, "Manager Yang, please continue talking about futures investment. It sounds fascinating. It’s amazing how you can leverage 10 yuan as if it’s 100 yuan."

Yang Zhiqiang chuckled and said, "Futures investment is a high-end investment choice, not quite suitable for ordinary people. However, if you’re truly keen, you can give me your money, and we’ll invest together when the opportunity arises."

"That sounds great! I do have some spare money. If the conditions are right, I’d really like to invest. By the way, which investment company does Manager Yang work at?" Yang Chen asked.

"A well-known investment company in Hai City, Sky Curtain Investment. Have you heard of it?" Yang Zhiqiang replied.

Wow, Sky Curtain Investment, that’s Zhang Long’s dad’s company. We do have a bit of a connection.

"I’ve heard a bit. Since Manager Yang is so knowledgeable in investment, how are the returns?" Yang Chen asked again.

At this time, Yang Zhiqiang’s subordinates eagerly sucked up to him.

"Is there even a question? Our boss had an investment return rate of 350% over the past three years; what do you think of that?"

"Do you know what a 350% return rate means? It’s ranked third in the industry. That implies if you invest 10,000, you could return 45,000. Impressive, right?"

"If you’ve got money, you can comfortably entrust it to our boss without worries; you’ll surely earn big."

...

Yang Zhiqiang said with a smile, "These things depend on chance; I don’t accept money from just anyone. There are so many clients lining up each day to get me to handle their funds, and I don’t agree to meet all of them."

Fang Huihui quickly said, "Yang Chen, quickly toast Manager Yang! How can you be so oblivious? Do you really need someone to teach you about this? You’re also from the Yang family; learn from Manager Yang; he’s amazing."

Yang Zhiqiang chuckled and said, "Young people are bound not to be skilled. If one had skills right from the start, what would we old hands have fought for all these years?"

"Haha... Manager Yang is right. Yang Chen? Don’t you get it?" Fang Huihui said.

"Get it, my ass?"

If I take my money to invest with him, it’s to help boost his performance, so he should show some appreciation, shouldn’t he? Not the other way around!

At this moment, a waiter came in with a bottle of Lafite and a bottle of Moutai.

Fang Huihui questioned puzzledly, "What’s this? We didn’t order any wine!"

The waiter quickly replied, "Our manager instructed us to gift these two bottles to Mr. Yang. He’s already downstairs and will soon come up to greet Mr. Yang."

After speaking, the waiter placed the wine on the table and then left.

Mr. Yang?

That must refer to Yang Zhiqiang, definitely not to Yang Chen, the ride-hailing driver.

"Manager Yang, didn’t expect you to be so influential. The Peninsula Hotel manager even sent you wine. You’re truly impressive," Fang Huihui buttered up.

Others followed with their flattery.

"Boss, you’re incredible!"

"Had we known you carry such clout at the Peninsula Hotel, we should’ve had all our team-building events here."

"Whoa, Moutai and Lafite, these must be worth several thousands apiece!"

"Boss, you’re awesome!"

...

But Yang Zhiqiang was confused; he did not believe he had any special connections at the Peninsula Hotel, so why would the manager send him wine?

The waiter must not have meant Yang Chen, right?

No way!

How could a ride-hailing driver have such influence?

Even though Yang Zhiqiang thought it strange, after eliminating Yang Chen, the ride-hailing driver, as a possibility, he convinced himself the two bottles must have been for him since he was the only one with the surname Yang in the room.

"Haha... perhaps the Peninsula Hotel manager invested in the fund I manage. I made him quite a bit of money; maybe he wants to express his gratitude. Little Liu, open the wine for everyone to drink," Yang Zhiqiang said with a laugh.

Xiaoliu: "Sure, Boss."

"Long live the boss!"

"Thank you, Boss!"

"I’ve never had Lafite before. Today, thanks to the boss, I get to try it."

"Haha..."

But one bottle of Lafite wasn’t enough for nine people, so when it came to Yang Chen’s turn, there was no wine left.

"Oh dear, sorry, Younger Brother Yang, there’s no more wine. If you’d like more, I can ask the waiter to bring another bottle. It’s on me — a bottle of red wine is affordable," Yang Zhiqiang said, feigning sincerity.

Yang Chen shook his head, about to speak, when Peninsula Hotel manager Cheng Dawu knocked and entered.

"Haha... sorry to interrupt, everyone; I’m the manager here. Did Mr. Yang receive the wine?" Cheng Dawu said with a smile.

Yang Zhiqiang hurriedly stood up to shake hands with Cheng Dawu.

Cheng Dawu’s smile immediately froze.

Who is this guy?

Why is he shaking hands with me?

"Hello, what can I help you with?" Cheng Dawu asked.

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned awkward, as everyone wore frozen expressions.

Yang Zhiqiang smiled and replied, "I just wanted to thank you for sending me the wine."

"Who are you? Why should I send you wine? I sent it to Mr. Yang, not you," Cheng Dawu replied with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, that’s me! I’m Yang Zhiqiang, Sky Curtain Investment Company’s investment department manager," Yang Zhiqiang answered.

Cheng Dawu shook his head in confusion, saying, "I don’t know you. I was going to give this to Mr. Yang, this Mr. Yang, not you. What do you mean by drinking all the wine I sent for Mr. Yang without leaving any for him?"

Seeing everyone else’s glasses filled with wine, and only Yang Chen’s empty, Cheng Dawu couldn’t keep calm.

"Huh? It was for him?" Yang Zhiqiang exclaimed.

Everyone else was equally shocked; it turned out the waiter meant Yang Chen, not Yang Zhiqiang, when he referred to Mr. Yang!