Chapter 339: Chapter 210: True Friends_2
Using this opportunity to win an award and get to know people from the Fishing Association and the judging panel is great for the company’s development.
After hearing Old Zhao’s suggestion, Zhang Yang frowned slightly: "Alright, let’s go with what you said! Stay another night, take a break! We’ll also treat these people to a meal!
None of you have injuries from the fight that need attending to, right? We settled things in a hurry and didn’t take everyone to the medical room!"
Wang Yan, Han Qiang, and Zhou Chu all shook their heads repeatedly. Indeed, everyone got involved in the group fight, but with Wang Yan leading like a tank, the others didn’t suffer.
The only injury was a bruise on Wang Yan’s arm from a blunt knife that didn’t even need medicine!
The next half-hour, after the awards ceremony ended, the participating athletes began to leave one after another!
Old Zhao took the lead, contacting relevant staff and leaders, who graciously agreed to attend the celebration dinner that night.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yang and his team coordinated with the manufacturer and expedited the paperwork for the SUV, only needing to pay over 20% personal income tax and some vehicle purchase tax upon return for normal registration.
Not mentioning the trivial details, when Zhang Yang and his team drove away from Dragon and Phoenix Manor, they made a point to stop and greet the security guard.
Zhang Yang, always a man of his word, directly gave the security guard a generous 2000 yuan red envelope and sincerely invited him to the evening celebration dinner for drinks!
Just a little effort for a 2000-yuan reward—this security guard was truly an ’investment genius.’
That evening, Zhang Yang’s team of five arrived on time for the dinner with relevant leaders and staff, which turned into a pretty good social event.
As the party wound down, host Sun Yi boldly asked for Zhang Yang’s contact information and added him on WeChat in person.
"Thanks to President Zhang for the big treat tonight, we’ll take our leave!" Sun Yi’s face was flushed with alcohol, clearly tipsy, and she gave a special farewell at the hotel entrance before getting in the car.
"Stay safe!" Zhang Yang casually said, watching the female host get into a taxi and leave the hotel.
After everyone drove away, Zhang Yang rubbed his aching head and asked, "Did you guys eat enough? How about heading back to the hotel and having some barbecue downstairs?"
"Now that you mention it, we didn’t eat enough! Damn, these folks sure can drink; we barely ate any dishes!"
"Boss, that TV host seems to be interested in you, huh? Aren’t you seeing the beautiful Lin? Be careful!" Han Qiang warned cheekily with his innocent eyes.
Zhang Yang smirked: "Stop with the nonsense, just having a meal together! Watch your mouth, or I’ll deal with you when we get back!"
Wang Yan also rubbed his head, agreeing: "The boss speaks boldly!
But when it comes to physique, I still prefer Lin. The host’s gaze, though, is quite flirty—not right!
And earlier at dinner, her words clearly showed she’s experienced. Maybe she’s trying to lure you in?
Boss, you’re a successful person now, so be wary of such women! Share her WeChat; as brothers, I’ll take the hit for you!"
Hearing Wang Yan’s plausible points turn awry, Zhang Yang felt his head hurt even more.
Frustrated, Zhang Yang scratched his head: "Stop the nonsense, let’s get in the car, head back, eat something, and discuss how to handle the SUV!"
Thus, the five left the hotel, appointing two sober people as drivers, heading back to the hotel.
Even though they’d discussed teaming up, winning the SUV still caught them by surprise.
Officially, the market price was just over 110 thousand, nearly 120 thousand yuan. After normal taxes and registration, it’d cost over 30 thousand, leaving the vehicle worth just above 80 thousand.
Zhang Yang only owned a van and wasn’t fond of domestic SUVs, and Zhao Bingguang was in a similar situation, so the car’s ownership was unclear.
"Well, with the drinks tonight, I’ll state my position—we won’t take the car! One of you three who wants it, pay the tax, then give the rest a thousand yuan each. We’re brothers; no need to be petty!"
After a hearty meal, Zhang Yang brought up the SUV’s ownership issue, decisively offering his proposal.
With a market price around 120 thousand yuan, Zhang Yang’s plan meant paying over 30 thousand in taxes, plus 40 thousand to teammates—a total investment of under 80 thousand, a real bargain.
However, hearing this, Han Qiang and Zhou Chu glanced at each other, remaining silent, looking toward Wang Yan instead.
Wang Yan scratched his head: "Why are you looking at me? Closed-eye profitable deal, neither of you interested?"
Zhou Chu downed a beer, eating skewers as he replied slowly: "We know each other’s situations; we’re all settled, one car for commuting is enough.
Your old Bluebird needs replacing; since the bosses don’t want it, you’re the best candidate! Drive the SUV and maybe charm some widows!"
Han Qiang chimed in: "I agree! Boss doesn’t lack girls, but you’re single. A new car makes dating easier!
If you feel bad about taking advantage, treat us by covering this year’s fishing fees!"
Hearing this, Wang Yan felt warmth in his chest and eyes: "Damn, you guys are making me emotional! I won’t hold back then!"
Real friends don’t compete over benefits; they care for each other!
Undoubtedly, Wang Yan and the two had a strong bond—Han Qiang and Zhou Chu willingly gave him this opportunity due to his circumstances.
For Zhang Yang, having partnered with Wang Yan for a long time, their relationship was closer.
Remembering Wang Yan selflessly shielding him in danger, Zhang Yang was satisfied with their decision.
Seeing the trio reached a decision, Zhang Yang nodded: "That’s settled! Directly register it in your name; are funds sufficient? If not, I’ll cover it temporarily!"
Moved by this, Wang Yan clapped his large hands on his head, opened a beer with his teeth: "Can’t express, cheers everyone! Downing it!"
He then chugged a bottle of Tsingtao beer, already quite drunk.
"Damn, saving several thousand, just one bottle? The competition’s over, nothing tomorrow, let’s drink more! Boss, bring two more cases!"
"Han Qiang’s right!"
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That night, Zhang Yang’s team drank from nine until nearly midnight, leaving the outdoor barbecue empty and heading to the hotel tipsy!
Zhang Yang, having drunk heavily tonight, staggered to his room, took off his T-shirt, feeling the effects of alcohol, planning to shower before bed.
Just then, his phone buzzed.
Checking, Zhang Yang saw a message from newly met Sun Yi.
"Got home safely, are you asleep, handsome?"
Frowning at the message, Zhang Yang thought, damn, nearly midnight and she’s messaging—could Wang Yan be right?