The club might be full of young people, but their collective influence was nothing to scoff at. As long as they’re not dimwitted, getting things done was fairly straightforward.
Forming such a large super car club, the status of original shareholders became quite prominent.
Though in reality, everyone advised the second generation not to mess around, honestly, most of them still aspired to prove themselves.
Even if it’s not through business, becoming an original shareholder of such a super car club, enhancing one’s influence in social circles, was a pretty good choice.
Initially, Tang Yiming, who always thought his capabilities were enough, expected he’d get a spot by default.
But then, things took a surprising turn...
Zhang Zhiyuan met Zhou Wang.
When they, the top members of the second generation, negotiated, they finally set eight shareholder spots, four in Chuanyu, two in Guizhou, and two in Yunan Province.
Why were there four in Chuanyu?
Because Chuanyu included a Mountain City...
And it couldn’t be denied, Chuanyu’s economic strength was the strongest among the three provinces.
This matter was something a group of people dragged on for a long time before deciding, and Zhang Zhiyuan couldn’t change it. So when he thought about pulling Zhou Wang into the fold, he had no choice but to regretfully let Tang Yiming bow out.
This wasn’t explicitly stated, but during a visit to Dianwang Club, Tu Ge, though with a divisive intention, had inadvertently informed the unsuspecting Tang Yiming.
Honestly, giving up the spot to Zhou Wang was acceptable, Tang Yiming wasn’t planning on making a fuss. After all, Zhou Wang’s capabilities were evident for all to see, even Zhang Zhiyuan, considered to have the best family background, might feel a little inferior...
But who knew that things unexpectedly changed, and Tang Yiming ultimately became one of the original shareholders of the 77 Super Car Club as he wished.
Caught off guard, Tang Yiming couldn’t help but eventually ask Zhang Zhiyuan.
After everything was laid out, Zhang Zhiyuan didn’t hide it from Tang Yiming; this is what he said,
"Yiming, we’ve known each other for quite some time, I really consider you a friend. I do feel a bit guilty about this, but considering the club’s influence, Zhou Wang was definitely my best choice. Plus, you know why I came to Yunan Province; getting closer to Zhou Wang would also benefit my future career development..."
"Brother Yuan, no need to explain, I definitely don’t blame you. I was just baffled, so how did I end up getting the spot?"
"Because Zhou Wang didn’t want it..."
"Huh, he didn’t want it?"
"Yeah, he didn’t say it explicitly, just mentioned that since the shares were originally yours, they should be yours. He said he’d consider it when there was another opportunity in the future..."
Zhang Zhiyuan said, a bit frustrated, "But I always felt... maybe he thought we were just playing small games. When he heard me say that subsequent investment for track construction required at least a 30 million subscription amount, he was silent for quite a while..."
"Maybe I left him speechless?"
Zhang Zhiyuan remarked, somewhat self-mockingly.
Tang Yiming didn’t know what to say. Wasn’t 30 million a joke?
He himself couldn’t possibly come up with 30 million; when the time came, he might have to ask his family for a bit and rely on connections to scrape together the amount.
But, thinking about Zhou Wang, it wasn’t surprising. Probably only figures in the billions could make Zhou Wang pay attention, right?
Maybe the only thing that could interest him were those super-car clubs in ultra-first-tier cities that radiated across the nation.
In any case, regardless of Zhou Wang’s true thoughts, Tang Yiming definitely had to acknowledge this favor...
So now he felt even closer to Zhou Wang.
However, neither of them knew that when Zhou Wang, still in his hometown of Jing City, received a call from Tang Yiming, he was genuinely perplexed.
WTF, I only have a total of two or three million in cash, if I invest three million in you guys, I’d be eating dirt right there on the spot!
So at that moment, the reason he was silent was that he was thinking of a proper excuse to tactfully refuse Young Master Zhang...
How could he have known they’d think so much about it?
At that moment, the group, laughing and chatting, had entered from the factory’s side door, covered by a curtain. As they went in, Zhou Wang didn’t even have time to react when, accompanied by firecracker sounds, various streamers floated down unexpectedly over Zhou Wang.
Startled, Zhou Wang instinctively wrapped an arm around Miao Ying nearby. Hearing the commotion, he realized something was amiss.
He let go of Miao Ying, who was slightly embarrassed and lowered her head, and looked ahead in amazement. He saw a group of people holding a banner, applauding him, with Zhang Zhiyuan and Tang Yiming having joined them at an unknown time.
As for the content on the banner, it said,
"A warm welcome to Mr. Zhou Wang, one of the ’Top Ten Outstanding Young People in Jing City,’ visiting the Ming City branch of the 77 Super Car Club for guidance..."
Two sultry girls dressed in racing attire ran over, presented flowers to Zhou Wang, and, with boldness, kissed his cheeks from both sides.
Zhou Wang’s face darkened, feeling both amused and helpless, he pointed at the laughing Zhang Zhiyuan, Tang Yiming, Ruan, and the others.
"Alright, alright, you’re pulling this stunt on me?"
"Wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare, we’re not in your league, how could we mess with you?"
Rarely seeing Zhou Wang look a bit embarrassed, Tang Yiming laughed even more happily and came over to give Zhou Wang’s shoulder a friendly punch.
"I was freaking stunned when I saw the news, hurriedly shared it with Young Master Zhang and the others. Sure enough, everyone shouted ’damn’ in unison, the ’Brother Dog rocks’ line-up in our group was perfectly aligned, even though many of them still don’t know you..."