Chapter 642
Vomiting and Diarrhea
Chapter 642 Vomiting and Diarrhea
Ji Wenbo pulled Zhang Yunqi aside and chatted about some sordid topics in the restroom. When they returned to the private room through the noisy and crowded throng, the bright red crayfish were already on the table, and the two sisters, Ji Ling and Ji Xue, were also back.
Without a word, everyone began to feast.
Seeing that there were only drinks on the table, Ji Wenbo said with great enthusiasm, "Mr. Zhang, let's have a couple of bottles tonight. Waiter, waiter, bring a case of Lao Baisha."
Zhang Yunqi chuckled and said, "Shall I have a beverage?"
Ji Wenbo had already filled Zhang Yunqi's glass with beer: "What's the point of coming out for a meal and drinks?"
Zhang Yunqi looked troubled and said, "Then let's have some baijiu (Chinese liquor). Beer makes me feel bloated, and I'm not used to it."
Ji Ling and Ji Xue sat together. This girl, of course, knew whether Zhang Yunqi drank beer or not. She watched him pretend in various ways, but didn't call him out on it. She just rolled her beautiful eyes all over the place.
Ji Wenbo immediately waved to the waiter to bring over some white liquor, specifically Moutai. However, the most expensive liquor Wenheyou offered was Wuliangye, and since the main customers here were young people, they couldn't sell many bottles of high-end liquor.
After the Wuliangye liquor arrived, Ji Wenbo opened the bottle and filled Zhang Yunqi's glass: "It seems Mr. Zhang is quite the hidden talent."
Zhang Yunqi continued to feign innocence: "Not at all, I'm just risking my life to keep you company. It's mainly because Brother Ji has a forthright personality. If fighting tigers wasn't illegal these days, you'd definitely be the modern-day Wu Song, handsome and manly! I'll drink a third of it, Brother Ji, bottoms up."
Ji Wenbo was flattered by Zhang Yunqi's praise and felt like he was floating on air, but all he wanted to do with his strength was dig a hole, not fight a tiger. Since there was no hole to dig, he could only drink.
Ji Wenbo tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, then showed the bottom of his glass: "Come on, Mr. Zhang, fill it up again!"
Zhang Yunqi filled his glass: "Brother Ji, you have a good capacity for alcohol."
After a few drinks...
People gradually started talking.
Zhang Yunqi also roughly figured out the situation of Ji Ling's two cousins. Ji Wenxuan and Ji Wenbo had already graduated from university. Their father, Ji Wen, who was Ji Ling's second uncle, was the deputy director of the Zhuzhou Electric Locomotive Research Institute of the Ministry of Railways.
This research institute gave birth to a very powerful state-owned enterprise in later generations, CRRC Zhuzhou Tram. Zhuzhou was able to become China's electric locomotive capital and the world's largest rail transit equipment R&D and manufacturing base because of this company.
Of course, at this time, CRRC Zhuzhou Tram was still called Times Electronics Company. Although it had already become market-oriented, its development was only average. It wasn't until the new century, when China's railways entered a period of rapid development, especially with the popularization of high-speed rail, that the company truly began its rise.
Ji Wenxuan's biological father, Ji Wen, is doing quite well, and his biological mother is also doing very well, running the largest private feed company in Zhuzhou, with business expanding throughout the province. It's just unknown whether she's the richest person in Zhuzhou.
Neither Ji Wenxuan nor Ji Wenbo followed their parents' lead. Ji Wenbo was just coasting along, content to be a good second-generation rich kid. Judging from the fact that he asked Zhang Yunqi to find a woman just now, this second-generation rich kid is quite competent.
Ji Wenxuan was a bit of a slacker. Instead of being a proper rich second-generation, he insisted on building his own business. He opened a consulting company with about twenty people, specializing in modern business planning, training, and promotion for state-owned enterprises. With the Ji family's foundation and connections in Zhuzhou, he didn't need to do any sales work. His annual income of a million or so was very stable. But the third son of the Ji family didn't care about such a small amount of money. He was always frustrated that his business wasn't big enough to match his ambitions.
Zhang Yunqi happened to have a large number of companies under his control, all of which could provide training in modern enterprise management. While drinking, Ji Wenxuan inevitably tried to sell Zhang Yunqi his services, but Zhang Yunqi had absolutely no interest in such unreliable ventures, saying, "Mr. Ji, with the booming market economy and the increasing number of private enterprises, your cultural consulting business isn't easy to succeed with. Why don't you expand your business scope?"
Ji Wenxuan became interested: "What are your thoughts, Mr. Zhang?"
Zhang Yunqi thought for a moment: "President Ji is involved in the cultural field. Let me use your cousin as an example. Ji Ling is an art student, and her oil painting skills are quite high. If you set up an art and culture company, package her, and build a reputation, making money will be a natural thing. For high-end collectible customization, cultural visual applications, and high-end luxury prints, making hundreds of millions a year is not a big deal."
Ji Wenxuan thought about it and realized that this could be a business opportunity, but he wasn't stupid. He felt that there were a lot of loopholes in Zhang Yunqi's words, and he only picked out the good points. It was like a rich man spending money like crazy on the hobbies of the woman he liked to make her famous.
His younger brother Ji Wenbo knew that Zhang Yunqi and Ji Ling were childhood sweethearts, and Ji Wenxuan certainly knew as well, but Zhang Yunqi's shady idea seemed a bit underhanded, sounding like he was asking others to spend money on the girl he liked.
Ji Wenxuan saw through it but didn't say anything, after all, she was his cousin. However, he had lost all interest in Zhang Yunqi's suggestion and agreed, "My cousin is so capable, that's feasible, but wouldn't building her personal brand in the early stages require a lot of money?"
Zhang Yunqi said, "Of course, you have to invest first to get a return. You have to take it one step at a time. Look at my Wenheyou Lobster Restaurant, I'm thinking of asking your cousin to create a series of trendy immersive themed oil paintings for me. That's called art value investment and commercial brand building. The quote should be around 100,000 yuan. And this entire Qingwu Commercial Pedestrian Street can be used for retro-style cultural murals. I estimate the quote could reach over a million yuan." Ji Wenxuan became somewhat interested in this.
Ji Ling was eating spicy crayfish, her little mouth bright red: "Little Zhang, how come I didn't know about this?"
Zhang Yunqi was very honest: "I just came up with it."
Ji Ling, wearing plastic gloves, immediately stretched out her hand towards Zhang Yunqi: "Big boss, can I pay first? I don't want a million, but I've never seen what 100,000 yuan looks like in my entire life."
Zhang Yunqi chuckled, "Then I'll probably have to keep track of it first, mainly because I don't have any cash on me."
Ji Ling pouted: "Little Zhang invited me to dinner. What do you mean when the invitation will end after he's spent 100,000 yuan?"
"My silly sister, you'd be eating like that for ages. Why don't you have him treat your cousin to more drinks and get some more of Mr. Zhang's aged Moutai? You'll get 100,000 yuan in no time." Ji Wenbo wasn't interested in talking about running the company. He picked up his glass and chatted with Zhang Yunqi over drinks, otherwise the time would be too long.
He couldn't wait to end the battle at the dinner table!
This time, Zhang Yunqi raised his glass and drank it down with Ji Wenbo.
If we don't take this guy down today, all that bragging he's spouting will be out of control. Pretty chickens are easy to find, but beautiful young women are nowhere to be found.
Unfortunately, Ji Wenxuan doesn't drink much, so he had to compete with Ji Wenbo to dig for alcohol.
While the others were talking about starting a company, Ji Wenbo was bored and drank several more glasses by himself. Now, Zhang Yunqi joined in and started drinking with him, drinking more and more heavily.
Ji Wenbo felt increasingly uneasy. Just now, he was toasting Zhang Yunqi, but later Zhang Yunqi kept raising his glass to toast him. The old fox had a smile on his face and flattered him one after another. After drinking for a while, he was already staggering and had to run to the toilet while holding onto the wall.
I guess he's vomiting and having diarrhea.
Ji Wenxuan and Ji Xue seemed unfazed by this. Ji Wenxuan then said to Zhang Yunqi, "President Zhang, I'm quite interested in your suggestion. How about this? Let's collaborate and establish an art-related company to handle this matter."
Zhang Yunqi smiled and felt that Ji Wenxuan was far superior to his younger brother.
To be honest, the idea that suddenly came to him was indeed to allow Ji Ling to better pursue her interests and hobbies, but Ji Wenxuan valued cooperation and partnerships more, as it would allow him to take on a large number of cultural businesses from his companies.
The two have different goals, so their priorities are naturally very different. Zhang Yunqi said, "It would be more appropriate to establish a personal art studio for Ji Ling for now. Ji Ling can contribute her technology as equity, and she can hold the majority of the shares."
As soon as Zhang Yunqi finished speaking, before anyone could say anything, a roar suddenly came from outside the private room. Upon hearing the sound, Ji Wenxuan immediately ran out, and Zhang Yunqi followed him out.
Because the sound came from Ji Wenbo.
Zhang Yunqi walked out of the private room and saw that the left side of the lobby was crowded with people. He and Ji Wenxuan squeezed in and saw Ji Wenbo confronting two tall and strong boys.
Ji Wenbo's short-sleeved shirt was torn, making him look rather disheveled, but this spoiled brat was still incredibly arrogant. He overturned the other party's table, creating chaos with cups and plates scattered on the ground. Holding a beer bottle in his hand, he cursed at the two men, saying, "You bastards, how was I supposed to know this woman was taken? You got all excited just from a greeting?"
The woman Ji Wenbo was referring to was a girl standing next to him. She was tall, wearing a white dress, carrying a designer bag, and her pretty face had an indifferent expression as she faced everything.
Zhang Yunqi recognized the girl at a glance.
It's Lin Lin.
When Lin Lin saw him, her face paled slightly.
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