Chapter 32: Remember to Leave the Door Open for Me

"Yang Fan, you must come with us for the bottle transaction this afternoon!" Qin Jun and Wang Xin said anxiously.

"What’s wrong?"

"We’re worried it won’t be safe!" Qin Jun replied. It was their first time doing this, and who knew what kind of people they were dealing with? What if the buyers took the bottles and refused to pay?

"There’s nothing unsafe about it. Just bring the security team along; let’s overwhelm them with sheer presence," Yang Fan laughed.

Qin Jun and Wang Xin looked at the group around them and nodded fiercely.

"I’m going too!" Wang Jie declared.

"Alright, if you really feel unsafe, set the meeting place at Night Blaze Hotel."

"That works!" Qin Jun and the others felt a weight lift from their hearts.

The third group, left behind after Third Brother had departed, had no idea what to do, and this was their first assignment.

"If you want to make money, follow your Brother Jie," Yang Fan said.

"Yes, President Yang."

"We’ll head out then," Wang Jie said.

"Go ahead," Yang Fan replied.

Wang Jie and his party set off immediately, while Zhang Chen and Xu Tao stayed put, lost in their own thoughts.

"Aren’t you two going out this afternoon?" Yang Fan couldn’t help but ask. He knew his buddies well—always restless, never able to sit still.

"Quit joking, we’re picking out a female secretary!"

Yang Fan was stunned. They moved fast.

"By the way, we’ve picked one for you as well."

"Who?"

"Wu Qian. Don’t worry, we already called her. No need to thank us—serving President Yang is only right!"

"I..." Yang Fan was troubled. They really didn’t mind stirring things up. Just Lin Ruo alone was enough to drive him mad, and now they added Wu Qian. Were they trying to test his limits?

"I don’t want her."

"She’s devoted to you; can you really refuse?"

"Do you think you’re worthy of the love letters she wrote you?"

"Exactly! Wu Qian’s been so lovesick she couldn’t focus on her job and got fired. The culprit is you, so shouldn’t you make it up to her?"

...

Qian Xue’er and her two friends seemed oblivious to all this, chatting away happily. Yang Fan felt his head swell—where did they learn to mess with people like this?

"Fine, I’ll take her!"

"That’s the spirit!" Zhang Chen and Xu Tao, delighted, continued their search for secretaries. Feeling their selection process wasn’t optimal, they decided to head to the university to check out the beauties.

Yang Fan curled his lip just as Liu Haoyu walked in. In the time it took to make a phone call, the place had emptied.

"Uncle, where is everyone?"

"They’ve all left. Sit down and rest a bit."

Liu Haoyu nodded and took a seat.

"Haoyu, do you have a girlfriend?"

Liu Haoyu shook his head. His standards had risen dramatically; those campus beauties he once admired now seemed bland. Under Ai Xiaomei’s guidance, his taste had improved rapidly.

"Perfect, Xue’er’s single too. Why don’t you two become a pair?"

"I think I should make another call—to follow up on the clothing delivery. It’s been ten minutes, and it still hasn’t arrived!"

...

The three women finally managed to scare Liu Haoyu off as well. Yang Fan stood up and walked over.

"President Yang, don’t you think Xue’er and Liu Haoyu are well matched? Both come from good families, he’s handsome and wealthy, she’s beautiful and rich—a perfect pair."

"Absolutely, I agree!" Yang Fan affirmed, looking at Qian Xue’er and continuing, "You and Haoyu should spend more time together!"

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Turning, Yang Fan saw Wu Qian.

Yang Fan felt a headache coming on—the saying went, ‘if there’s work, the secretary does it; if not…’ This was getting complicated.

"President Yang, I got a call from Zhang Chen, I’m here to be your secretary," Wu Qian said.

"My father's secretary follows him everywhere…" Qian Xue’er interjected, making Yang Fan’s eyelid twitch; she really dared to say anything.

Wu Qian’s cheeks turned crimson. Female secretaries were always rumored to have ambiguous relationships with their bosses.

"President Yang, I’m here to be your secretary."

"Alright then," Yang Fan said with a troubled sigh. Who said being loved was happiness? "Love comes too hastily!"

...

There were voices in the corridor, breaking the awkward tension. The clothing store staff had arrived, all dressed in matching casual suits.

Yang Fan thought for a moment and called Zhao Jing, inviting her to join them tomorrow.

Meanwhile, Third Brother and Ye Xiao arrived at the Jade Appraisal Center—a place offering appraisal, trading, and auction services. Third Brother finally realized just how wealthy these people were.

The numbers involved were astronomical—far beyond anything Third Brother could have imagined. After calling Yang Fan, Ye Xiao sold twenty pieces at 2.8 million each, with the rest set for auction.

This ensured the company’s operations while maximizing profits, since there were so many places that needed funding.

The transaction at Night Blaze Hotel went smoothly. The men under Third Brother finally understood what it meant for money to be cheaper than paper.

Following the principle ‘those who witness share the bounty,’ Wang Jie and his group generously split the proceeds, each receiving twenty thousand—including Third Brother. After the appraisal, Ye Xiao and Third Brother got a call from Wang Jie and came straight over.

Twenty thousand versus millions—an insignificant sum, perhaps, but for Third Brother’s crew, it was already a fortune.

They believed that as long as they worked hard here, they’d be picking up money. Compared to their old lives, this was paradise.

"Qin Jun, you two should buy a car!"

"And Old Ye, your rattletrap should have been replaced ages ago."

"Replace it—right now. I’ll head back to the office first, but wait for me!"

"We’ll go together—pick up the clothes, buy the cars, and then head home!"

"All together, all together!"

Back at the company, Ye Xiao handed Yang Fan a card worth over fifty million and gave a brief report. Yang Fan nodded in satisfaction; with these fifty million, they could keep going for a while. The company operated on a high-end model, and these funds were desperately needed.

After picking up their clothes, everyone left. Li Jingyi and Zhang Meng went with their husbands to buy cars. Liu Haoyu led Third Brother’s group home to tinker with some used vehicles—they could fix them up and drive.

Qian Xue’er was about to leave, so Yang Fan asked Wu Qian to accompany her to the company to get familiar with the business.

There wasn’t much to do, really. He mainly didn’t want to be left alone with Wu Qian—it would be far too awkward.

"Ai Xiaomei, when will you be back tonight?"

"Probably around midnight. I didn’t bring my keys, so remember to leave the door unlocked!"

"Just stay with your Sister Zihan tonight," Yang Fan replied mentally. The real reason to leave the door unlocked was probably so she could mess with him again.

"If you don’t leave it open, get ready for me to knock all night!"

Yang Fan was exasperated. Could she ever sit still for a moment?