Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 323 Daring to show off in front of Young Master Jiang just because he drives a LaFerrari?
"Brother, I want a kiss!"

The girl sent a WeChat message to Jiangbei City as soon as she got off the high-speed train after returning from Chengdu.

Jiang Beicheng smiled when he saw the message. His good sister had always been very direct about matters between men and women.

I'll tell you once I've thought about it.

Jiang Beicheng sent her his location; he was coming to Shan Gui's place today to pick up his Harley-Davidson, which he had brought over for maintenance.

He has a very deep affection for this old machine.

It's not for sale, so even if I don't ride it, I can't let my old friend go to waste.

We'll have a whole roasted lamb for dinner here.

The mountain spirit was busy all afternoon.

Call the maid over to try some fresh food.

"Brother." When Wu Keqing arrived, everyone had just started drawing their knives. She politely addressed Jiang Beicheng's friends, "Brother Gui, Brother Pi, Brother Li..."

A group of middle-aged men smiled at her as if she were their daughter, their faces full of kindness.

"Open your mouth." Jiang Beichen, wearing gloves, cut off a piece of mutton and fed it to her mouth.

Wu Keqing took a bite and instantly turned into a gluttonous cat, exclaiming, "It's so delicious, Brother Gui!"

He gave the mountain spirit a thumbs-up in praise of his craftsmanship.

The mountain spirit smiled, gave her gloves and a small knife, and told her to do it herself.

"Here you go, Mr. Jiang!" Shan Gui's wife opened a bottle of ice-cold beer for Jiang Beicheng.

Jiang Beicheng waved his hand and said, "Sister-in-law, I won't drink anymore. I have something to do later."

Another friend's club is having its anniversary celebration, so I should go and show my face.

Although I don't have much of a desire to go to bars anymore, this friendship still exists, and we still keep in touch privately. If I invite you and you don't go, it would be a bit disrespectful.

The title "Little General Manager Jiang" carries such high prestige in Jiangnan City because of the respect shown to him by friends from all walks of life.

I'll have dinner with my daughter here.

I took her for a bike ride, and we went to a friend's club for a visit.

It must be incredibly busy over there today, with traffic jams everywhere. It would be much easier to ride a bike.

I just finished the maintenance and wanted to take my old buddy for a spin.

My friend Qin Chuan's club in Jiangbei City is located on Binjiang Road in the South District, and it is considered one of the top bars in the entire Jiangnan City.

Just as he predicted, it was only eight or nine o'clock, and the entrance was already packed with people.

Manager Liu of DNA Bar spotted Jiang Beicheng at a glance and quickly came over to greet him.

"President Jiang, many friends from out of town have come to show their support. President Qin is inside greeting the guests. I'll go and call him now," said Manager Liu.

Jiang Beicheng waved his hand, "No need, Manager Liu, I'll just come over and meet with President Qin."

She handed him the car keys and said, "Could you please find a place to park my car for me?"

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, knowing you were coming, I instructed the security guards over there to reserve a parking space for you."

"Just park your motorcycle anywhere, as long as it doesn't break the rules. Leave the parking spaces for other guests; there are so many people here today."

"Mr. Jiang, just have fun. I'll take care of everything else." Manager Liu got on the Harley.

Jiang Beicheng smiled, took a cigarette and tucked it behind his ear, then patted him on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Manager Liu rode away on his bicycle.

Jiang Beicheng led Wu Keqing inside to sit for a while.

"Mr. Jiang!"

"President Jiang, President Qin is in the private room inside."

"..."

The waiters and sales managers, moving through the crowd, addressed Jiang Beicheng with respect.

Jiang Beicheng nodded.

Today, DNA also spared no expense, inviting Alan Walker to the event.

These electronic music bars are all about the lighting and atmosphere.

“Brother, my DNA is starting to move,” Wu Keqing said with a smile.

Jiang Beicheng said indulgently, "Go have fun, I'm going to meet with President Wu."

"Mmm." Wu Keqing slipped into the crowd.

Jiang Beicheng tugged at the waiter in front of him: "Please take good care of my sister."

The waiter followed Jiang Beicheng's gaze to the young and beautiful girl, and nodded in response, "Yes, Mr. Jiang."

Most of the people here know Xiao Jiang and have received tips from him.

Most importantly, Xiao Jiang is a good friend of their CEO Qin.

They need to serve General Manager Jiang well.

"Young Master Jiang." Qin Chuan ran out from the private room and shook hands with Jiang Beicheng. "Welcome, Young Master Jiang."

Booths or private rooms?

Jiang Beicheng said, "President Qin, I just came to meet you. I wish you great success in your business."

You have many guests today, just make sure they are well taken care of. We can arrange to meet privately anytime when we have time.

Qin Chuan still felt somewhat guilty, feeling that he hadn't treated President Jiang well.

But he also understands Mr. Jiang.

Now that Xiao Jiang's public image in Jiangnan City is too upright, he definitely can't act as casually as before, as it would have a bad influence.

Not just bars, but even karaoke bars are less frequented.

People like them, when they want to have some fun, they go to private clubs that offer more privacy.

"Let's go in and get to know each other. I'll introduce you to a few friends. After that, you can do whatever you want, okay?" Qin Chuan invited warmly.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and nodded, then followed him inside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to a big shot from Jiangnan City, and also my good brother, CEO Jiang." Qin Chuan pushed open the door to the private room and introduced the guests to the table.

“Mr. Jiang, this is Mr. Zhang from Play House, Mr. Li from 37.2 Degrees, Mr. Zhou from Noise, and Mr. Xu from Been…”

They are mostly in the same industry.

However, these bar brands are well-known in major cities.

"Mr. Jiang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"I had heard of a local tyrant in Jiangnan City, but I didn't expect him to be so young."

Jiang Beicheng jokingly reminded him, "You can't just say things like that."

"Haha, my bad, Mr. Jiang, I misspoke. I'll punish myself with a drink."

"Mr. Jiang, shall we go together?"

Jiang Beicheng waved his hand: "You guys drink."

They gave Qin Chuan face and shook hands with them after getting to know them.

As he left the private room, Jiang Beicheng said, "President Qin, I'll just take a quick stroll and then leave. I wish you all the best in business."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, let's arrange a private meeting when you're free."

The two shook hands at the end.

After the girl had finished playing, Jiang Beichen took her home. "Young Master Jiang."

As I walked to the entrance, I ran into Xiang Wentao, the founder of the RC Supercar Club.

He and Zhong Boli were the founders of the Jiangnan City RC Supercar Club. Zhong Boli usually handled external affairs, while he handled internal affairs.

"Mr. Jiang, are you leaving already? Please sit with us for a while longer. Mr. Zhong and the others will be arriving soon," Xiang Wentao warmly invited.

The underworld of Jiangnan City is neither too big nor too small.

They were all prominent figures surrounded by a group of friends.

Jiang Beicheng is now one of those prominent figures.

Mr. Qin's bar is having its anniversary celebration, and many friends from the entertainment industry will be coming to support it.

These industries cannot be exposed to the light of day, and local governments are unlikely to allow them to be displayed in high society or use them to build a positive image.

That's why this martial arts world exists.

However, in order to maintain the economic and public security environment, local governments have created some social organizations and established communication channels with them.

Simply put, it means "to grant amnesty".

Maintain a relatively balanced way of getting along.

"I'm not sitting here anymore. You guys have fun. Please tell Zhong Boli for me that he helped us with Li Xingying's birthday party last time." Jiang Beicheng patted Xiang Wentao on the shoulder. "Let's have dinner together sometime."

"Mr. Jiang, you're too kind." Xiang Wentao said with a smile as he saw Jiang Beicheng off. "The RC Supercar Club is having a carnival these days. Some friends from Chengdu, Shanghai, and other places have come. Lao Zhong is having dinner with them over there and will be here in a bit."

Jiang Beicheng nodded: "I wish you a complete success for your event."

He waved to Manager Liu: "Manager Liu, where did I park my car?"

"Mr. Jiang, it's in the parking lot ahead. Just walk straight ahead and you'll see it," Manager Liu replied.

Xiang Wentao said, "President Jiang, I just came from over there. I'll show you the way."

Manager Liu followed.

No matter how busy I am, I have to see Mr. Jiang off.

……

"Hey, could you please move your motorcycle? Is it crazy that a motorcycle is taking up such a big parking space?"

A young woman dressed provocatively and adorned with luxury goods was throwing a tantrum at a parking lot security guard.

The security guard shook his head and said, "I'm only responsible for vehicles entering and exiting."

The people who came today were not ordinary people in the eyes of the security guard; he couldn't afford to offend any of them.

Just stay and guard the gate properly.

The girl was speechless at the security guard's attitude.

"Is this the kind of service you get at your bar?" the girl yelled. "I told you to move that motorcycle, didn't you hear me?"

The security guard remained silent.

The girl glanced back at her male companion driving the LaFerrari, walked over, and said, "Pretending to be deaf, speechless."

The man honked the horn twice.

The security guard pointed to the monitor at the entrance.

Let him see for himself; it shows that the parking spaces are full.

"Are you deaf? I asked you to move your motorcycle." The man driving the LaFerrari roared.

The security guard said, "I don't have that authority."

He's not stupid; that motorcycle belonged to Manager Liu.

Someone who can get Manager Liu to help them park their car must be no ordinary person.

I don't care if you're driving a LaFerrari or not.

"You're crazy!" the girl cursed.

He tossed the bag aside.

He charged toward the Harley.

He kicked it directly.

Not moving.

He overturned the car to the ground with both hands.

She thinks she's very handsome.

After venting his anger, he walked over but was stopped by security guards.

"You can't leave. The car owner is coming, and you'll be responsible."

"I'll pay your mother, you stinking idiot." The woman picked up her bag and walked towards the Lafayette.

The man driving the car told the security guard, "If anyone asks who pushed it, just tell them it was a little cool."

Let him come find me to keep him company.

"Get in the car, I'm done. What a piece of junk, a trash bar."

The security guard chased after her and grabbed her hand.

"Manager Liu."

The security guard called out when he saw Manager Liu and his group approaching.

Manager Liu rushed over first.

He also saw the LaFerrari and worried that the security guards might cause trouble.

"What's going on?" Manager Liu asked the security guard, glancing at the girl and the young man in the driver's seat.

"She pushed that motorcycle over," the security guard said.

Manager Liu paused for a moment, then instantly tensed up.

"We came all this way to support your bar, and this is your attitude?" Xiao Xiaoku said. "A motorcycle is taking up a whole parking space. When we asked the security guard to move it, he pretended not to hear us. If it weren't for a friend's recommendation, only an idiot would come to a trash bar like yours."

Before Manager Liu could speak, Xiang Wentao, who had come upon hearing the commotion, immediately recognized the LaFerrari owner.

"Isn't this Xiaoxiaoku? That internet celebrity who drives sports cars, picks up girls, and does live streams?" Xiang Wentao said to Jiang Beicheng.

Jiang Beicheng shook his head, saying he had no recollection of it.

"Mr. Jiang, your car was knocked over by this lady," Manager Liu said truthfully.

"You're the car owner? Perfect, could you please move your car so I can park? I'll pay for any damage," Xiaoxiaoku said to Jiang Beicheng.

Jiang Beicheng's expression darkened as he walked towards the parking space.

Seeing Jiang Beicheng's serious expression, Xiang Wentao immediately called Zhong Boli, "Old Zhong, Xiaoxiaoku knocked over Xiao Jiang's Harley. I'm at the scene, and Xiao Jiang seems angry."

"That internet celebrity who drives the LaFerrari, Xiaoxiaoku?" Zhong Boli asked.

"Hmm, I brought another girl today, and she's here."

"I am coming now."

They won't ignore things that happen in the automotive industry.

Driving a LaFerrari and daring to provoke Boss Jiang in Jiangnan City?

No matter your family background, once you come to Jiangnan City, even a dragon has to coil up and a tiger has to lie down.

He said to a group of friends in the car circle, "The food hasn't been served yet. A friend of mine has run into a little trouble. If you guys like a lively atmosphere, come with me."

Supercar club owners and car owners who came from Chengdu, Shanghai and other places to participate in the RC Carnival followed Zhong Boli out the door.

(End of this chapter)