Financial freedom starts with the pursuit of a cool female doctor

Chapter 135 Wine Bureau
"Also, please don't call me Brother Zhuo anymore. I think we're about the same age. If you don't mind, just call me Ah Zhuo."

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point. I have a few friends who just got back to Shenzhen tonight, and we were thinking of getting together for drinks so we can all get to know each other."

Zhuo Tong finally understood the other party's intention.

How could someone of Zhou Mingyuan's stature have friends like Liao Gang?
Even if they aren't vice presidents of large companies like him, they at least have unique connections and resources.

Zhuo Tong was worried that she might be too old. What if they were all middle-aged people in their thirties and forties? She was afraid that she might have a generation gap with them.

After all, at that age, not only do the topics we pay attention to change every day, but even the types of people we like are completely different.

Older people generally prefer younger women, while younger people generally prefer older, more mature women.

Zhuo Tong, however, is different; she likes them all.

But after thinking about it, I figured I was just sitting alone anyway, so I might as well go out and have some fun with him.

I have a basic understanding of Zhou Mingyuan's personality. I'm not particularly interested in him; he's just a normal person.

But what truly caught my attention was his title—Deputy General Manager of Hengtong Real Estate.

My four-year contract with Hengtong Real Estate just expired recently, and I chose to resign. There's still some unresolved issues to settle.

It's a good opportunity to get to know some of the company's senior executives that I would never have been able to reach when I was at the bottom of the sales staff level.

"I'm fine with it, but I have something to do at ten o'clock, so I probably can't stay for long."

"No problem, Ah Zhuo, you're a very important person and you're very busy, I understand. It's already a lot of face for me to come."

After a few simple pleasantries, Zhou Mingyuan told him where they were going to drink, and then hung up the phone.

"Let's go, Assistant Qi."

"Good boss."

Zhou Mingyuan chose a livehouse called "Xin". Zhuo Tong had been to similar places a few times before when entertaining clients.

Simply put, it's a combination of a concert and a bar, with a band, singers, and of course, a DJ on stage.

The seating area below the stage is just like any other booth in a regular bar, but it's a kind of innovation on the traditional model, which is why it's quite popular among young people.

However, it was a bit too noisy for Zhuo Tong, as he has never really liked places like karaoke bars.

It's just that I gradually got used to it because of work.

They arrived at their destination shortly after. Before getting out of the car, Zhuo Tong gave Qi Shuangxue a few words of advice:
"You can ask your best friend where you plan to meet, and let me know when you're ready."

After thinking for a moment, he added:
“After she gets off work, you can pick her up first, and then come back and take me with you. I probably won’t stay here for long.”

"I understand."

Even before Zhuo Tong officially went inside after getting off the bus, he could already feel the restless atmosphere filled with youthful energy.

Countless young men and women dressed in a cool and trendy style gathered in groups of three or five at the entrance of the bar, each with a cigarette in hand, and many of them were dressed in flamboyant attire with nails all over their bodies.

Zhuo Tong felt like he was a man in his sixties or seventies, completely unable to understand the thoughts of young people today.

Among these people, some may not have gone in yet, while others have probably already come out after drinking, reeking of alcohol and appearing drowsy and unsteady on their feet.

There were even pretty young women dressed so scantily that their underwear was almost showing, who, after getting drunk, would lie on the roadside without any restraint, and hardly anyone dared to approach them.

After all, there was no shortage of security cameras here. As soon as Zhuo Tong approached the entrance, he could already faintly hear the voice of the resident singer inside, along with deafening background music.

I only felt a phantom pain in my cochlea.

Because of the large number of people and the constantly flashing, glaring lights inside, Zhuo Tong finally found Zhou Mingyuan's booth after many twists and turns.

I couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

This is definitely not because Zhuo Tong is a harsh person.

Logically speaking, if you're organizing a drinking party and inviting someone like yourself who's a first-time guest, you should greet them at the door.

Now, not only am I left to find a place on my own, but I can't even get through on the phone. Isn't that a bit much?
Seeing that Zhou Mingyuan didn't seem like the type to do such a thing, Zhuo Tong couldn't help but want to see what was going on.

"A-Zhuo!"

Zhou Mingyuan, who was originally sitting at the innermost part of the booth, immediately stood up excitedly upon seeing Zhuo Tong, pushed aside the two people next to him, and walked over:
"I'm so sorry, I was going to meet you at the door, but they wouldn't let me leave no matter what."

"fine."

Zhuo Tong waved his hand casually.

"Come, come, sit down, let me introduce you."

There were three men and two women in the booth, all dressed in a trendy and youthful style, not at all like mature and composed professionals.

Even Zhou Mingyuan wasn't wearing a formal suit like he was at the last auto show; instead, he wore a loose Stussy T-shirt.

It's worth noting that this brand's main appeal is its signature logo; it's essentially a mid-range trendy brand suitable for young people.

But the overall style is sporty and youthful, which is also suitable for tonight's occasion.

It seems I was wrong after all. I thought they would be high-level executives from various companies, but they turned out to be a group of young people.

Having such a group of friends made Zhuo Tong curious about Zhou Mingyuan's age.

"This is Yang Feng, his family runs a large cross-border e-commerce business. This is Aze, my college classmate, now the owner of his own streetwear brand. This is Tang Zai, he runs an investment company, you can contact him if you have any startup projects."

Zhuo Tong nodded and greeted them gently, without putting on any airs.

Because he knew in his heart that Zhou Mingyuan's purpose in organizing this gathering today was not just to have a drink with him.

He also wanted to introduce himself to his friends, or rather, to introduce his friends to himself.

After all, he wasn't sure what his own abilities were, but if they might come in handy in the future, befriending him now would be a sure-fire investment.

Those who have been in the workplace for a while can easily see through this little scheme, and they don't really mind it.

"As for the girls, let them introduce themselves. I'm afraid I might say something inappropriate."

Zhou Mingyuan patted Zhuo Tong on the shoulder, then blinked his right eye quickly, as if giving himself a signal with his eyes.

I glanced at them casually and noticed that the two girls had completely different styles.

A woman wearing a black, tight-fitting, super-short jumpsuit was playing on her phone with a bored expression, as if she had no interest in herself or the entire drinking party.

The other girl wore a white top and black shorts, with classic Balenciaga letter stockings and black knee-high boots.

(End of this chapter)