Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 484 No difficulty can withstand a battlefield of carnage!

If it weren't for the loud background music at the White Horse Club, you could almost hear the sound of Chen Zhe's face shattering.

He had just said he "would not get close to women" when he was caught red-handed at a club.

Fortunately, Qu Ming noticed the fleeting embarrassment on Chen's face and said understandingly, "It's alright, it's alright. Actually, I'm a diamond member too. Mr. Chen, come to my private room for a couple of drinks sometime, hahaha..."

Before leaving, Qu Ming winked and gave a knowing look that said, "We're both men, I understand you."

Despite this minor setback, Chen Zhe did not blame the female manager. He accepted the 50 yuan diamond membership card and followed Wan Xulin to the agreed private room to wait for Gao Zichuan.

However, as he walked, Chen suddenly stopped.

"Old Wan, Mr. Yao and I won't show up."

Chen said abruptly, "You should find out the whole story yourself."

"what?"

Wan Xulin was taken aback for a moment: "Is Mr. Chen worried about being recognized? It's alright, taking photos is not allowed here..."

That's not what I meant.

Chen waved his hand and said, "I've thought about it. Since President Gao is so reluctant to talk about the retrospective, it wouldn't be very effective if I were to step in directly."

"You hand this card to General Manager Gao by yourself, and then ask us what we want to know."

Chen explained, "As long as President Gao isn't stupid, he'll definitely be able to figure out whose interests you represent. But since we don't meet him, he can easily pass on the message during casual conversation."

Wan Xulin realized that this was a case of "pretending to be ignorant while knowing the truth"—I know who you are, but I pretend I don't.

Anyway, in Gao Zichuan's eyes, Wan Xulin was just a "Hong Konger doing business in the capital".

The two became close friends because of their shared interests. I chat with my friends and complain about work stress. Who can stop me?
Wan Xulin also felt that this method was more appropriate, but he was still worried about one situation, although it was very unlikely to happen.

"What if Mr. Gao takes the card but doesn't do anything about it?"

Wan Xulin asked with some concern, "Doesn't that mean 50 yuan has gone down the drain?"

"If you've already accepted it, then you've accepted it. It doesn't matter if you don't say anything."

Chen patted Wan Xulin on the shoulder and said casually, "Just consider it making friends with President Gao!"

After finishing his sentence, Chen didn't dwell on it and immediately walked out of the clubhouse.

Yao Lan quickly followed suit. Working for such a boss was the most comfortable thing. He took responsibility for the costs and mistakes, and his subordinates could charge forward without any mental burden.

"boss!"

However, when Miss Annie saw that Chen seemed to be leaving, she quickly jogged after him, her high heels clicking rapidly: "Are you dissatisfied with the environment and service here?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, but I have something to do in a bit."

Chen replied somewhat perfunctorily.

"Boss, can't you play one game?"

Annie held Chen's hand, saying reluctantly, "Singing, massage, and bathing are all fine..."

Chen smiled, but kept walking.

"or……"

The girl gritted her teeth and said, "The class clash you're looking for isn't out of the question. I've only been working for a short time and I'm short on cash. Could you help me close a deal?"

Chen suddenly stopped walking.

The girl's face lit up with joy. She was only willing to "go into the sea" because she thought the young man in the baseball cap was handsome and rich.

Yao Lan remained silent, trying to convince herself that her boss was also a man, and a successful one at that.

It's understandable to put on an act occasionally.

Chen turned around and walked to the girl's side, slowly extending his hand.

The girl was quite perceptive and proactively moved her face forward.

However, the hand did not caress her face, nor did it grope her body. Instead, it gently flicked away a gold foil that had fallen from somewhere on her shoulder with a "whoosh".

“Miss Annie, who is able to help you unconditionally and without expecting anything in return…”

Chen solemnly declared, "Only the Party!"

The girl looked stunned.

……

"Mr. Chen, what you just said was so cool!"

Outside the White Horse Club, Yao Lan said excitedly.

She wasn't flattering him; it was genuine admiration. The fact that the big boss didn't stay overnight at the brothel only added another layer of sanctity to his already illustrious image.

"Don't flatter me like that."

Chen was a little embarrassed: "I'm not exactly a good man either, let's go back."

"Aren't we waiting for the results?"

Yao Lan was somewhat surprised.

Chen shook his head and hailed a taxi from the roadside: "Old Wan and his crew are a long line, it will take at least four or five hours. It's about to rain, let's get out of here."

After seeing Yao Lan off, Chen Zhe watched the "white horse" for a moment by the roadside.

The huge crystal chandelier sign shimmered dazzlingly, creating a series of blurry illusions that attracted men and women to come and go amidst the glitz and glamour.

But an illusion is just an illusion, and Chen slammed the car door shut and drove away. When he opened another door, the soft glow of an incandescent bulb illuminated the quiet courtyard.

If the white horse is an illusory rainbow refracted by a prism, then this courtyard is the warm, soft light left after the cooking fumes have settled.

If I hear "You're back" again, I'll just think, "Life is just like this."

"Well, I'm back."

Chen fastened the lock: "Aren't you all going to sleep yet?"

"It might rain. The wind is especially pleasant tonight, so I'm going to enjoy the cool air with my aunt."

Yu Xian said, waving his fan.

"I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go home first."

Chen will not reveal his experiences at the club.

"Sleepy?"

Yu Xuan stood up, casting a slender shadow on the ground: "Then I'll go make your bed."

"Mom, where are you planning to go tomorrow? Is it really Peking University?"

Chen sat on the stool next to the cosplayer and asked the Empress Dowager Mao a question.

"tomorrow……"

Just as Mao Xiaoqin was about to speak, she suddenly frowned and scolded in a low voice, "Go take a shower first!"

Chen realized instantly that his clothes smelled of the club, which was completely out of place with the scent of "home".

"I didn't mess around."

Chen quickly clarified, "I was just dropping off a friend."

"I know."

Mao Xiaoqin understood, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to come back so quickly, but she still urged, "Anyway, go take a shower first."

Chen obediently flushed the water and came out to see Yu Xuan still making the bed.

Her gracefully curved waist resembled willow branches swaying in the spring breeze, exuding an unintentional charm yet remaining virtuous.

Chen walked over and placed his hand on it.

Fish Baibai sensed it, turned her head and smiled sweetly, like an early spring magnolia suddenly blooming in the field.

"Are you full?"

Yu Xian asked with concern, as she was worried that Chen might not be eating well outside.

"I am full."

Chen lay down straight, the sun-dried bedding filled with the aroma of sun-baked bread, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan. He took Xianmei'er's hand and said, "Will you sleep with me tonight?"

The adorable cosplayer hesitated for a moment, her pearly white teeth biting her red lips, the faint teeth marks resembling crescent moons of rouge.

But in the end, she leaned down and bit her boyfriend's earlobe, whispering, "Oh no, I have to go keep Auntie company."

Chen knew that the two of them could not sleep together in front of Empress Dowager Mao and the old lady, so he did not make a fuss.

But it was impossible for me to actually fall asleep. I waited patiently and anxiously for news, already prepared for the worst.

Around 1 a.m., Wan Xulin's text message finally arrived.

"Zheng Weizhong".

It has only one short name.

Chen Zhuo's spirits lifted, which meant that the decision regarding the learning network was not a collective one, but merely the personal opinion of a certain leader.

"The reason is..."

Chen needs to confirm the specific reasons.

About fifteen minutes later, Wan Xulin's message arrived again: "Fetion?"

Old Wan didn't know the specifics, so he added a "?".

"it is as expected."

Chen understood the situation and abandoned his last shred of illusion.

This means it's not a personal grudge, but a business matter.

However, personal grudges are easier to resolve, while official matters require a proper solution.

Actually, once you get here, the 50 yuan expense is already well worth it. This is information that Guangdong Shengyucai cannot obtain; only the branch office located in the capital city can learn about this inside story.

But Chen was not satisfied and continued to instruct, "What do you think of Zheng Weizhong?"

Five minutes later, Wan Xulin replied: "He's not very sentimental, and he belongs to the younger generation of leaders. He's currently a vice-ministerial level deputy general manager."

The three major telecom operators are at the vice-ministerial level, and their top leaders are all vice-ministerial level. However, some vice presidents and chief engineers also enjoy vice-ministerial level treatment.

"A high-ranking leader who is strict in handling official business and doesn't show any favoritism."

Chen sighed, a heavy pressure suddenly weighing on his heart.

Not long ago, I thought things were going very smoothly, but now an international lawsuit, a dispute with Wan Da, and a targeting by a vice-ministerial-level leader all seem to have come at once, as if they had planned it all.

Chen lay there blankly for a moment with his eyes open, then suddenly jumped up.

So what if I'm under a lot of pressure?
If these problems can't be resolved, how will we face even more painful and chaotic situations in the future?
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(End of this chapter)