Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group

”Chairman Zhao, what do you mean by letting him go in first, when I clearly had an appointment in advance,” Zhou Jian roared.

”Young Master Zhou, please calm down, I will handle it for you right now,” Chairman Zhao consoled.

Growing up, Zhou Jian never endured such embarrassment, Chairman Zhao allowing Ye Chen to proceed first proved his defeat.

”No need, Chairman Zhao, I won’t let this go. I will tell my father and have him deal with you and that Ye kid,” Zhou Jian fumed.

Chairman Zhao shook his head and said, ”Young Master Zhou, you really don’t need to do this. I advise you not to bring this up to Elder Zhou; it won’t benefit you.”

”Chairman Zhao, I see you’re guilty, afraid of my father’s punishment, right?” Zhou Jian retorted arrogantly.

”Not at all, Young Master Zhou, I’m thinking for your sake. Even if Elder Zhou were here, he would do the same as I did,” Chairman Zhao said with a smile.

Zhou Jian felt Manager Zhao was just patronizing him, trying to prevent him from telling his father about it.

”Chairman Zhao, do you really think I’m a three-year-old child, so easy to deceive? Just you wait, you and that Ye kid,” Zhou Jian said fiercely.

He had already devised a plan, to put up a show for his father and report Chairman Zhao and that Ye kid, having his father deal with them to vent his anger.

”Young Master Zhou, if you won’t listen, there’s nothing I can do,” Chairman Zhao shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, he truly felt pity for Zhou Jian, with no skills but resorting to relying on his father.

After all, there are always people outside and heavens above; even the Zhou Family will encounter people they can’t afford to offend.

”Hmph! Chairman Zhao, just you wait,” he said, pointing at Chairman Zhao.

After finishing, Zhou Jian turned and left with that group of bodyguards.

Watching Zhou Jian’s departing figure, Chairman Zhao lamented inwardly, ”Such a spoiled child, causing trouble yet still unaware.”

Ye Chen was leaving the bank when the phone rang, seeing it was Li Ming calling.

Upon answering, Li Ming’s excited voice came through, ”Ye Chen, I’ve received the money, I really thank you.”

”We’re old classmates, no need for thanks. As long as you’ve received it, in future investments, make sure to keep your eyes peeled,” Ye Chen said with a smile.

”Yes, I will certainly learn from this lesson and invest cautiously,” Li Ming said awkwardly.

He knew with Ye Chen’s ten billion, all problems were solved, including repaying the past bank loans, and the remaining funds would allow him to bounce back.

At this moment, Li Ming couldn’t help but worry for Ye Chen, feeling somewhat unscrupulous for exploiting a college friend for a better life; truly not the act of a man.

But there’s a saying, ’Man cannot help oneself; the heavens will punish them.’

Thinking this way, Li Ming no longer felt guilty.

He only thought of this transaction with Ye Chen as a fair play, with both willing participants.

Ye Chen did not head home after leaving the bank; he wanted to check out the abandoned building he bought.

Driving to the location Li Ming mentioned, the place was decent but surrounded by desolation, with no supporting facilities. Even if constructed, few would likely want to buy it.

People now choose residence locations based on transportation and lifestyle convenience—the ideal situation being having everything readily available upon stepping out.

Yet, this area had nothing to offer, even if constructed it wouldn’t make money; frankly, it would just be pouring money in vain.

Ye Chen found this area interesting, despite thinking it was a losing deal.

He had enough money, completely unconcerned about this.

If others saw the situation, they’d definitely be peeved, but it didn’t affect Ye Chen’s mood.

This was indeed a great opportunity; he intended to test if the Divine-level Investment was truly miraculous.

Because when Li Ming discussed this deal with him, Divine-level Investment prompted him that the profits after constructing the building would be substantial.

Ye Chen eagerly anticipated how this kind of property would sell.

While Ye Chen checked out the property, Li Ming had returned home furiously.

The butler, seeing this, asked anxiously, ”Young Master Zhou, what happened?”

Zhou Jian didn’t answer but coldly asked, ”Uncle Wang, is my dad home?”

”Master is in the study, discussing matters with someone,” the butler replied.

Zhou Jian didn’t bother changing his clothes and shoes and headed directly to the study.

Seeing this, the butler quickly shouted, ”Young Master, Master instructed not to be disturbed by anyone.”

Zhou Jian didn’t seem to hear the butler’s words and continued to the study, pushing the door without knocking.

Zhou Minghan was about to show anger when he saw it was his son, his initially angry expression softened considerably.

”Assistant Zhang, please leave. Follow my instructions regarding the contract matters,” Zhou Minghan gestured to the assistant.

Assistant Zhang promptly exited the study, understanding well that in Master Zhou’s eyes, nothing mattered more than his son.

Now, only the father and son Zhou were left in the study.

Before his son spoke, Zhou Minghan asked anxiously, ”Little Jian, what happened?”

”Dad, I was bullied outside; you have to stand up for me,” Zhou Jian said with a grievance.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Minghan angrily responded, ”Who’s bold enough to bully my son!”

Zhou Jian knew his father cherished him the most. From childhood, nothing he desired or wanted to do was ever denied or unachievable.

This wasn’t due to his own ability but rather relying on his influential father.

Zhou Minghan, blessed late in life with a son, saw his wife pass away after his son was born, acting as both father and mother, almost suffocating his affection.

Thus, the immense spoiling resulted in Zhou Jian’s uncompromising nature.

”Dad, didn’t you already inform Chairman Zhao that I was going to the bank today to handle some matters?” Zhou Jian grumbled.

”Yes, weren’t things handled smoothly?” Zhou Minghan asked, looking at his son.

He knew his son went to the bank and had previously informed the bank manager, logically things shouldn’t have gone wrong.

But seeing his son return from the bank looking dejected, he assumed something must have happened.

”It was more than unsuccessful; I didn’t handle it at all. I’m furious; someone dared to delay my matters, and Chairman Zhao just looked on, even handling for the other person,” Zhou Jian said through clenched teeth.

Having listened to his son, Zhou Minghan’s expression darkened.