thefictionvixens Chapter 7 Wang Mingyu
Chapter 7 Wang Mingyu
Meanwhile, Lin Chen was visiting Wang Mingyu's home.
Wang Mingyu is Lin Chen's uncle in this world, and also the "big villain" in the TV series "Ideal City". He is 51 years old this year, four years younger than Lin Chen's mother. Because he only has one sister and no other siblings, Lin's mother, as the older sister, loves him very much, and their relationship has always been very good since childhood.
He is one of the founders of Yinghai Group, the vice president of Yinghai Group, an executive director of the board of directors, and the general manager of the general contracting company under Yinghai Group, in charge of the group's core business and its cement plant and building materials supply chain.
Wang Mingyu's villa is located in a low-density villa area in the western suburbs of Jing'an. It is a detached house with a high wall and dense greenery, making it difficult for outsiders to see inside.
The overall style is a modern Chinese business style, mainly using dark solid wood, paired with light gray fabrics and subtly patterned wallpaper. The color scheme is calm and restrained, without any ostentatious crystal chandeliers or gilded decorations, nor any trendy light luxury feel. The living room on the first floor has a high ceiling, yet it doesn't feel empty.
In the center stands a large mahogany tea table, flanked by several leather sofas with clean edges and strong lines. Hanging on the wall is a calligraphy scroll in vigorous regular script, bearing the inscription "Be Cautious When Alone."
After dinner, the two went to the living room to drink tea and chat.
Pre-Qingming tea is the first batch of tea picked in early spring, harvested only a few days before Qingming Festival. The buds and leaves are so tender that they break when pinched. It is the most seasonal and prestigious spring tea among green teas.
Boiling water is poured into a plain purple clay gaiwan, and the tea leaves slowly sink and unfurl, producing a clear, tender yellow liquor. The taste is fresh, sweet, and smooth, carrying the unique refreshing aroma of early spring in Jiangnan. Those who understand tea know that this sip is not just about drinking tea, but about savoring the most precious springtime of the year.
Wang Mingyu poured Lin Chen a cup of tea and said, "Try it, this is this year's pre-Qingming Longjing tea."
"Thank you, Uncle."
Upon picking up the teacup, one is greeted by a fresh aroma of chestnuts and beans, clean and crisp, neither overpowering nor overpowering.
"Your parents and aunt have been on vacation for almost half a month now, and they're having a great time. Your aunt sent me a video yesterday, and I was so envious. Your mom also video-called you before you came, and they're all quite happy with the trip. Oh, and your mom was talking about you too, haha, saying you little rascal, you're completely free now that she's not home, are you out flirting with other women again? She hasn't called her for days." Wang Mingyu sipped his tea and chatted casually about family matters.
The parents in this world were all teachers, and they were all very kind-hearted. Lin Chen got along well with them. In recent years, they had gotten older, and Lin Chen had earned a lot of money. After Lin Chen persuaded them many times, they resigned and went home to enjoy life. They had been traveling all over the country for the past few years.
Setting down his teacup, Lin Chen leaned back in his chair and casually replied, "I couldn't stand it anymore; she kept introducing her old colleagues' daughters on the phone. Don't worry, Uncle, I've arranged five-star service this time. Someone will be with you the whole time, taking care of your food, accommodation, itinerary, and safety. You can contact me anytime if anything happens. I guarantee Aunt won't run away."
Wang Mingyu laughed and scolded, "You brat, still joking about your uncle. But Xiao Chen, your mother is right. You're already 30 and still not married. Don't be too picky. You don't lack anything now, but you still have to get married eventually. Otherwise, in a few years your younger brother will be ahead of you in the line."
"Stop, Uncle, I'm allergic to the word 'wedding' now. If you mention it again, I'll have a seizure."
"You brat, you're acting like a scoundrel when it comes to marriage. We can't control you anymore. You'll regret this!" Wang Mingyu said helplessly, shaking his head.
"Has your cousin been looking for you lately? I told him to come home for dinner today, but he hasn't come home yet. He's been wasting his days, not studying properly. If it weren't for your connections, would he have gotten into such a good financial school like Shanghai University? How is he doing at school?" Wang Mingyu asked again.
"It's good, I asked him. Teacher Wang said he did well. Our Zeze is handsome and has a good personality, of course girls like him. It's only a few o'clock, how could he be back so quickly?"
After joking, Lin Chen said seriously, "Don't worry, Uncle. I've already spoken to a professor at Shanghai University, and he's reserved a spot for me as a graduate student. As long as we follow the plan step by step, there won't be any problems."
Wang Mingyu paused for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head, his tone full of satisfaction: "Look at you, you've arranged everything so perfectly. I, as his father, am not as attentive as you are. If he dares to disobey in the future, you can handle it for me directly, without giving me any face."
The two chatted for a few more minutes, creating a relaxed and warm atmosphere.
Wang Mingyu put down his teacup, his tone gradually becoming more serious, but still retaining the gentleness of an elder.
"Xiao Chen, about Yinghai's IPO we talked about last time, I've figured it out. This time, the municipal government's affordable housing project has given me another wake-up call. You're right, Yinghai can't go on like this. Our industry is declining; we can't do business the way we used to. If Yinghai wants to go public, Xiao Chen, can you help us?"
Lin Chen sat up straight and said directly:
"I can take over Yinghai's IPO, but from a business perspective, I also have to be responsible for the company. Uncle, you know Yinghai's situation better than I do, and it's going to be very difficult to sort things out."
"If it weren't difficult, I wouldn't have come to you, Mr. Lin!"
He gave a soft "hmm," and said with certainty:
"Okay, it's settled then. I'll handle the people, relationships, and obstacles within the group. As for external capital, listing, and how to operate, it's all up to you. You decide how it will be done."
Lin Chen met his gaze and smiled gently.
"Uncle, it seems Zhao Xiankun is the chairman of Yinghai Group."
"Don't worry about Xiankun. We've been brothers for decades. Don't I know him well? He's wanted to go public for years. He'll definitely agree."
"That's not right, Uncle. You're not telling me the truth? To be honest, a project like Yinghai's IPO isn't exactly a good project for Jingshi Capital. You should understand what I mean."
"What did you hear?" Wang Mingyu asked, his expression changing.
"Uncle, although you've known Zhao Xiankun for decades, I don't think you understand him at all. You underestimate him; he's not as simple as you think."
Wang Mingyu quickly said, "Xiao Chen, just say what you have to say."
"Uncle, I know you want to oust Zhao Xiankun, don't rush to deny it. I don't care about the specific reasons, it's nothing more than those things. But you underestimate Zhao Xiankun. I want to remind you not to be schemed against by him. This time, when the housing project went wrong, Zhao Xiankun personally went to the hospital to apologize, and there wasn't a ripple in the company. Do you think he knows nothing? Do you think he still trusts you?"
Wang Mingyu was stunned and froze.
He suddenly realized that in the past few years, he had been secretly abusing his power for personal gain, exploiting subsidiaries, and forming cliques to obstruct reforms within the group company. However, Zhao Xiankun seemed unaware of this and continued to trust him as always, respecting his opinions in everything. He was secretly pleased with himself and felt that Zhao Xiankun was really getting old.
But Lin Chen's reminder instantly snapped him back to reality, his body drenched in cold sweat! When did he start to look down on Zhao Xiankun so much? You have to understand, he used to admire Zhao Xiankun the most. He built Yinghai Group from scratch, step by step. While their efforts were certainly important, Zhao Xiankun was the most important person.
Coming to his senses, he looked at his nephew, who was staring intently at him, and gave a wry smile. If it weren't for Xiao Chen, he probably would have been in serious trouble!