Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

He had wanted to call her sister-in-law, but on second thought, he remembered Meng Jie. So, thinking fast, he stuck with the old form of address.

”Zihao... you’ve certainly... filled out,” Song Yuncheng said softly, sitting down next to Chen Yansen after choosing her words carefully.

”It can’t be helped. My whole day is either meetings or dealing with suppliers. The business world up north is completely different from the south. More than half of all deals are closed over drinks at the dinner table,” Wang Zihao said with a shrug.

Though he was only twenty-one, dressed in a shirt, trousers, and leather shoes, he looked like a man of twenty-seven or twenty-eight. With his hair cut short and neat, all traces of boyishness were gone from his face.

His physique was trending toward that of Cao Dahua!

”You should find some time to lose weight. Anyone who didn’t know better would think you and Cao Dahua are brothers,” Chen Yansen jabbed.

He paused for a moment before adding, ”Hasn’t Uncle Wang said anything to you?”

”My dad has, but I just don’t have the time,” Wang Zihao said, his face a mask of misery.

”You need to work efficiently and maintain a proper work-life balance,” Chen Yansen retorted. ”If you’re working overtime every day, who on your team is going to dare leave on time?”

Seeing his serious expression, Wang Zihao mulled it over for more than ten seconds before nodding obediently. ”Brother Sen, I understand.”

”Yanjing is the heart of the North China Market, but it’s not everything. Don’t get bogged down. Expand into the surrounding areas as quickly as possible and win with your scale advantage,” Chen Yansen advised in a calm, unhurried tone.

”DiDi Bike and Little Yellow Bike can’t compare to OFO Bike in terms of positioning, user experience, or deposit policy. Winning won’t be hard; it’ll just take some time,” Wang Zihao guaranteed, full of confidence.

Chen Yansen looked at Wang Zihao and thought to himself, ’Zihao really has changed a lot.’

Meanwhile, Song Yuncheng took the digital menu and began ordering up a storm. It wasn’t that she really wanted to fleece Wang Zihao, but she knew Chen Yansen had a massive appetite.

After chatting about work for a few minutes, Chen Yansen and Wang Zihao tacitly shifted the conversation to school, Chunshen, and Wang Ziyan’s college entrance exams.

”Ziyan wants to go to Luzhou Science and Technology University,” Wang Zihao said.

’Ziyan? That name sounds familiar.’

Hearing this, Song Yuncheng couldn’t help but perk up her ears.

”Ziyan is Zihao’s younger sister,” Chen Yansen explained casually, seeing her curiosity.

’Wang Ziyan? That was the name Chen Yansen had mumbled in his sleep. And she was Wang Zihao’s actual sister!’

”The three of us have known each other since we were kids. Ziyan is like a real little sister to Brother Sen,” Wang Zihao said, taking a sip from his glass.

”You all must be very close, then,” Song Yuncheng said.

She had thought Chen Yansen was some kind of creep, but hearing Wang Zihao’s explanation instantly cleared up her suspicions.

”Actually, Hu City Jiaoda would be a better fit for Ziyan. Or Harvard. I can help her get a letter of recommendation.”

’All Chen Yansen wanted was to kick Wang Ziyan thousands of miles away—the farther, the better.’

”My mom thinks Ke University is best since it’s close to home. We can buy grandpa an SUV, and then he can drive to Luzhou to see Ziyan whenever he’s free,” Wang Zihao said.

’The whole family is on board with this?’

Chen Yansen sighed, feeling helpless. If it were up to him, he would ship Wang Ziyan off to the Arctic.

”Your sister’s grades are that good?” Song Yuncheng pressed.

”Yep. For her, getting into a top school like Qingbei Science and Technology University is an option. For me, it was out of the question,” Wang Zihao replied smugly.

”Amazing how different two kids from the same mom can be,” Chen Yansen remarked.

”...” The smile on Wang Zihao’s face froze.

Song Yuncheng pursed her lips into a faint smile. She picked up a beer bottle and filled Chen Yansen’s glass, her eyes reflecting a miniature version of him.

Wang Zihao watched this scene with extreme envy.

The trio ate and drank from dusk until late into the night, finally calling it a day at half past eleven.

「Half an hour later.」

The compiled first-day sales data for the Hongmi 1 was sent to Lei Yijun’s phone.

A total of 476,000 units sold!