After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 478 Cocktail Party
night.

The Red Mansion Teahouse invited five excellent bartenders and prepared more than 20 cocktails, creating a lively atmosphere.

All the guests were high-profile figures.

Many local businessmen who came to the harbor during the day were more interested in getting involved, seeing the influence of the "Master" across the country, and seeing who he could attract.

And then, it became quite remarkable!

The two people representing Mr. Da at the door to greet the distinguished guest are quite a sight to behold.

One of them is Mr. Wei Qingfeng, a local resident.

One of them is Mr. Zhang Chaoyang, who is from the capital and was at the height of his popularity in China at the time.

One person was wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket, and the other was wearing a sharp suit.

Back in the day, the upper class of Huangpu Beach had fierce disputes over long robes and mandarin jackets and Western-style clothing, with the local gang and the Red Gang fighting each other many times.

The scene right now instantly transports you back to the Huangpu River Beach fifty years ago.

However, times have changed.

Suits are the mainstream now.

Wearing anything else would be considered strange and outlandish; without considerable inner strength, one simply couldn't pull it off. Forget long robes and mandarin jackets, even a Zhongshan suit wouldn't suit me; a Western suit is far more fitting.

Only a few "gentlemen" at the Red Mansion Teahouse were dressed in long robes and mandarin jackets, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Among them, Zhou Haoran naturally receives the most attention.

The man was dressed in a black robe embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, with a golden, shimmering jacket over his upper body, making him look like the leader of a martial arts alliance appearing at a martial arts tournament in a wuxia novel.

This has actually drawn a lot of criticism.

Many local businessmen were secretly thinking that Mr. Zhou was being too flamboyant this week, as if he were the only special one in the room.

Guo Guanchang came over with his wife and whispered, "Haoran, being the main character tonight won't be easy."

"Ah."

Zhou Haoran nodded; he had sensed it too.

Dongfang Lang, standing to the side, frowned and said, "During the day, most of those who come are your followers. Their adoration and support allow you to establish a superior position. At night, almost none of them come; only the most famous and successful ones do… These people are all arrogant and haughty… They're not easy to deal with!"

Guo Guanchang sighed and said, "You should have arranged for more of those people from the daytime to come over and help you out."

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "You're here to support me!"

“I can do it…” Guo Guanchang shook his head, “A few scattered supporters, not enough! Just now, Mr. Xu from Shimao Real Estate was chatting with someone and he was watching you with a half-smile, like he was watching a play.”

Zhou Haoran frankly said, "That's normal. I'm so young and unknown. It would be strange if I didn't take these famous people seriously when I brought them together."

Guo Guanchang said in a low voice, "Local businessmen are easy to talk to. With me, and General Manager Wei, General Manager Zhang, and General Manager Wang around, we have some influence. But those from out of town are really a problem! Did you invite all of them?"

"Yes." Zhou Haoran couldn't lie. "Some of them I paid for, and some I asked friends to pay for."

"With so many big shots invited, can you control the situation?"

Guo Guanchang was somewhat worried.

He pondered to himself.

Putting myself in Zhou Haoran's current position would be very difficult, and hard to control effectively. If things get out of control, I might become a laughing stock in the industry.

If you want to stand at the very center of the big stage and receive everyone's attention, you need to have the ability!
"As much as possible."

Zhou Haoran smiled slightly, appearing not nervous at all.

"Oh dear..." Guo Guanchang's expression changed as he saw a distinguished guest appear at the entrance of the auditorium. "Quick! Let's go together! Why did you invite him here?"

Zhou Haoran turned his head to look.

Ho!
It turns out that he is even more famous than Zhang Chaoyang in this era!
Mu valued him highly.

He was wearing a blue suit, and his mistress was wearing a red dress.

"I didn't invite him..."

Zhou Haoran followed.

"Mr. Mou, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Guo Guanchang strode over. "I am Guo Guanchang from Fosun Group."

"Oh, Mr. Guo, you're very famous."

Mu Qizhong shook hands with him with a smile.

His mistress also has quite a presence.

This mistress is his sister-in-law. His wife and children have gone abroad, and his sister-in-law has been with him for a long time, taking care of his work and life.

"Which one of you is the Master?"

Mu Qizhong's eyes naturally fell on Zhou Haoran, which could be seen from his clothes and appearance.

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "I am Zhou Haoran, the master of the Honglou Teahouse, an intangible cultural heritage inheritor."

"So young?"

Mu Qizhong was somewhat surprised.

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "It's been passed down to me, regardless of age."

Mu Qizhong looked him up and down and asked, "May I ask, sir, which famous mountain do you occupy?"

Zhou Haoran was taken aback.

I thought to myself, this guy is pretty savvy, he started using slang right away.

Fortunately, he had learned some things as well, and waved his hand, saying, "The ancients are gone, so we should not judge success or failure based on the past."

Mu Qizhong couldn't help but chuckle, and then went even further, "Where does the great master make his fortune?"

Zhou Haoran is as tough as nails, "doing some small business."

"Hmm..." Mu Qi nodded, not delving into the details. He had seen too many storms and been to too many places where hidden talents resided, so he dared not underestimate anyone. "Oh, it's like this. You may have seen the news; I intend to invest 100 billion to develop Manzhouli. Mr. Da has the background and the ability, would you like to join us?"

Wei Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat.

He thought to himself, "This is no joke! This Mou Qizhong is very famous, but he's always been a blabbermouth. He goes to one place and says he'll invest 50 billion, goes to another and says he'll invest 100 billion..."

They've swindled many people, setting up software industrial parks in several places, only to leave behind a mess and a mountain of debts.

Wei Qingfeng then chimed in, "Mr. Mou, the Red Mansion Teahouse's role is to facilitate transactions, not to participate in them. There are many nationally renowned entrepreneurs here; Mr. Mou can go in and find a suitable big boss."

"please!"

Zhou Haoran made a gesture.

Mu Qizhong didn't press the matter further, his smile faded, and he walked into the venue with his head held high.

The so-called meeting place is the auditorium on the second floor.

The area exceeds 400 square meters.

This is a Western-style building, designed for this level of hospitality when it was built.

There are no seats available.

They were all holding wine glasses, standing and socializing.

Very Western style.

Mu Qizhong was a little at a loss, as he had never participated in such an occasion before.

Wei Qingfeng said cautiously, "Don't cooperate with him!"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "I know."

Wei Qingfeng looked at the venue with some concern and whispered, "If all else fails, try to show your face as little as possible later. I think some people are here to cause trouble. The capital and Shanghai have always looked down on each other."

Zhang Chaoyang, who was standing nearby, quickly chimed in after hearing this: "President Wei, I came here specifically to support him!"

“Some people aren’t like that…” Wei Qingfeng had been standing at the door, observing the behavior of many people. “Be careful someone doesn’t cause trouble.”

The moment the words were spoken, they arrived.

Qiao Nuo rushed over, her face flushed, and said, "Master, hurry! My brother is getting angry and won't talk back!"

"Hmm?" Zhou Haoran raised an eyebrow. "Who is it?"

Qiao Nuo said, "The big boss from the capital, Wang Wenjing, the general manager of Yonyou Software, is criticizing my brother. He says he priced the accounting software too low and is disrupting the market. They're about to start arguing..."

"go!"

Zhou Haoran would not allow any chaos to occur.

"Oh? The eldest master is here!"

Qiao Hai put on an overwhelmed expression and bent down to shake hands with him.

Zhou Haoran shook hands calmly, "What's going on?"

Qiao Hai sighed, "This is Mr. Wang from Yonyou Software. There's been a misunderstanding."

"President Wang..." Zhou Haoran looked at Wang Wenjing with a calm expression, "What happened?"

Wang Wenjing narrowed his eyes. "You're Zhou Haoran? That intangible cultural heritage inheritor?"

"Correct."

"'To govern the world with harmony amidst its difficulties, and to alleviate the pain of commerce with enlightenment.' That's quite an ambitious statement. Can you really do it?"

"I will dedicate my life to the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation."

Zhou Haoran gave a forced smile.

Wang Wenjing was momentarily speechless at the veiled insult, and said meaningfully, "Since you are a great master, in charge of commerce and helping the world, then you tell us about this matter?"

"About the accounting software?"

Zhou Haoran didn't try to hide it.

Wang Wenjing raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "This is indeed the dispute. Market stability depends on fair product pricing. Several software programs developed by Zhongbo Software, especially its accounting software, have seriously impacted the industry's pricing standards!"

Zhou Haoran looked at Qiao Hai, "Did you break the law?"

"How could that be?" Qiao Haiyi said sternly, "I just want all the people in the country to have access to high-quality products at reasonable prices."

Zhou Haoran looked at Wang Wenjing with suspicion, "President Wang, what's wrong with serving the people?"

Wang Wenjing said unhappily, "Pricing is too low, which will disrupt the balance and stability of the market!"

"Mr. Wang, I strongly disagree." Zhou Haoran sensed that this person had ill intentions and wouldn't hold back. "Price advantage is the biggest competitive advantage for the domestic IT industry to go global!"

"what?"

Wang Wenjing was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Haoran said in a deep voice, "Whether it's Lenovo, Great Wall, Huawei, or ZTE, their industrial competitiveness is built on the advantage of low prices. Mr. Wang, under the siege of Silicon Valley giants like Microsoft, Oracle, Cisco, and HP, what does Yonyou plan to rely on to break through?"

Wang Wenjing proudly stated, "We rely on our products! We don't need to rely on low prices!"

Zhou Haoran gave him a deep look. "President Wang, not all software companies can have centralized procurement channels like Yonyou. Centralized procurement cannot shorten the huge gap between the domestic IT industry and the international one!"

"What do you mean by this?" Wang Wenjing frowned. "According to the introduction of the Red Mansion Teahouse, shouldn't the Master be taking a neutral stance and mediating commercial disputes privately? Are you deliberately targeting us, Master?"

“Mr. Wang, the nation’s position is my position,” Zhou Haoran said confidently. “Mr. Wang, I’m not targeting you personally. Even if Bill Gates came, I would say the same thing!”

"Bill Gates?"

Wang Wenjing was immediately amused by him.

I just thought this kid was really young and impetuous. He didn't know if the Red Mansion Teahouse was a fraudulent organization or if this so-called master was really ignorant of his own limitations.

Just like many young people who are confused and keep saying things like, "If Jack Ma does this, then I should do that too," "If Steve Jobs does this, then I should do that too," "If Huawei does this, then I should do that too"...

Then, Wang Wenjing was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes, looking dazed.

Several men in suits and ties arrived at the entrance.

The man in the middle is a foreigner wearing wire-rimmed glasses... Isn't he Bill Gates, the world's richest man, whom I've been seeing on TV these past few days, holding talks with many important leaders?

(End of this chapter)