89: Chapter 89 Yu Wei and Gao Yuanyuan

The conference entered the project roadshow phase, with six carefully selected new consumption projects taking the stage one after another.

Lin Yu's gaze swept across the audience; gathered here were the most active new consumption entrepreneurs, investors, and traditional entrepreneurs seeking transformation in Lu Province.

There was no rigid hierarchy here like in the morning, but rather a collision of ideas and the exploration of business opportunities.

Lin Yu knew he had come to the right place.

The grand blueprint for Junlin Food City required more than just reinforced concrete and merchant occupancy; it needed the injection of this progressive "new consumption" soul.

How to evolve it from a traditional "venue" into a "Super IP" that has warmth, content, and can lead a lifestyle was the next challenge before him.

And this promotion conference undoubtedly opened a window for him, letting him see the direction of the tide.

Downstairs at Lusheng Building.

"Remember, tonight you represent the company's image. Your goal is those university representatives; put our sincerity and long-term strategic cooperation intentions regarding talent cultivation on the table."

Before getting out of the car, Lin Yu straightened their collars, his gaze steady and powerful.

President Wang Ya and Tang Man exchanged a look, nodded solemnly, then got out of the car, stepped into their high heels, and walked confidently into the building ahead.

The courtyards of Yu Garden were deep, with moonlight pouring like water onto the bluestone path.

Lin Yu and Fatty sat opposite each other, the aroma of the Lao Banzhang tea steeping in the purple clay teapot curling up, permeating the quiet night.

Just as Fatty picked up his teacup and took a sip, the phone Lin Yu had placed on the stone table suddenly vibrated.

The name "Dingzun Car Dealership Zhou Ming" flashed on the screen.

"President Zhou, is something up so late?" Lin Yu answered the phone, his tone calm.

Zhou Ming's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the line: "Young Master Lin, sorry to disturb you. There is something I want to tell you. The SCC Supercar Club heard about your recent actions and wants to recommend you for their club's core, HAC."

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, his fingers unconsciously stroking the warm teacup: "HAC? That legendary top-tier private circle?"

"Exactly!" Zhou Ming's voice carried a touch of awe, "It's that place with an absurdly high entry threshold. You must start with eight-figure supercar gods like Bugatti or Pagani, and you must have billions in net worth. It is rarely open to the public; this time, it was a strong recommendation from Minister Zheng of the Quan City branch to the headquarters that led to HAC issuing the invitation."

Fatty listened from the side, his eyes widening; he leaned over and mouthed: "HAC?!"

Lin Yu gestured for him to be quiet and continued listening to Zhou Ming.

"Young Master Lin, you may not be fully aware of the weight of this circle." Zhou Ming paused, his tone becoming serious, "After joining, you can access the resources of branches in 26 cities nationwide. Direct manufacturer partnerships, global customized self-driving routes, and exclusive privileges at top-tier racetracks—these are all basic benefits. More importantly, there are social and business resources—private dinners, yacht parties, private jet cocktail parties—you will be in contact with first-tier political and business elites. Their private board meetings often have high-quality project docking, and investment and financing opportunities are shared first among core circle members."

Lin Yu was silent for a moment, his gaze turning towards the direction of the courtyard garage: "President Zhou, do you mean they have taken a fancy to my car?"

"The car is just the entry ticket." Zhou Ming laughed, "They value you as a person more. Your industrial layout here in Lu Province has been noticed by people in the circle. The core members of HAC are top figures in various fields; they feel you have the potential or qualifications to become one of them."

Lin Yu picked up his teacup and took a gentle sip; the temperature of the tea was just right: "Alright, let them come over when there is time."

"Alright, Young Master Lin, then I will push your address and contact information to Chairman Zheng," Zhou Ming said quickly.

After hanging up, Fatty immediately leaned in: "Brother Yu, HAC! That's the legendary ten-billion-level club! I heard that anyone pulled out from there is an industry tycoon. If we could get in..."

"Fatty." Lin Yu interrupted him, his gaze deep, "Do you think our current strength is qualified?"

Fatty was stunned for a moment, scratching his head: "We have the Bugatti, we have the industries, should be close enough, right?"

Lin Yu didn't speak, just looking at the moon in the sky. He knew that for a circle like HAC, the car was just an appearance; the real threshold was the resources and influence behind it. Zhou Ming was right; the car was the entry ticket, but whether one could stand firm inside depended on real ability. His advantage was capital; his weakness was foundation.

The night wind of Yu Garden carried the scent of osmanthus, blowing the lanterns in the courtyard to sway gently. Lin Yu was playing with the purple clay cup in his hand when the video doorbell outside the courtyard gate rang.

He looked up at the surveillance screen on the wall. A man and a woman were standing in the frame—the man was wearing a dark gray custom suit, his tie tied meticulously, his waist slightly bent, his eyes showing a cautious fawning; the woman stood by his side, wearing a well-tailored black slim-fit dress, the neckline slightly open, revealing exquisite collarbones, her eyebrows curved, the corners of her eyes revealing a hint of charm, holding a gift box in her hand.

Ding! Detected beauty meeting the criteria: Name: Gao Yuanyuan. Age: 28. Occupation: PR Company Partner. Beauty Score: 91. Height: 167cm. Weight: 48kg. Purity: 98. Health: Normal. Intimacy: 25.

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on the woman for two extra seconds. A beauty score of 91, combined with a purity of 98, was already rare in this circle. He pressed the door-opening button, and the courtyard gate slid open slowly.

Fatty put down his teacup and followed Lin Yu's gaze, his eyes immediately lighting up, "Whoa, this woman is quite pretty!"

A moment later, footsteps approached. The two passed through the exquisitely landscaped garden, and when they walked to the courtyard entrance, they were clearly stunned by the grand momentum of this king-of-the-hill villa. The off-white stone facade was paired with smooth French arched windows, gilded iron railings outlined elegant lines, the sloped roof was arranged in a staggered manner, and the courtyard was planted with neatly trimmed roses and tall osmanthus trees. The moonlight spilled down, romantic as an oil painting.

"Young Master Lin, sorry to disturb you!" Yu Wei spoke first, his tone carrying obvious flattery and nervousness, "My name is Yu Wei, she is Gao Yuanyuan. We are from number 37 next door. We heard you moved into a new home and came specifically to congratulate you!"

Gao Yuanyuan smiled and handed over the gift box: "Young Master Lin, this is a small token of our appreciation, I hope you like it." Her fingertips were fair and slender, her nails neatly trimmed and painted with light pink nail polish.

Fatty quickly stood up to take the gift box and poured tea for the two: "Sit, don't be polite."

After Yu Wei sat down, he only sat on one-third of the stone stool. His gaze swept around the courtyard, finally looking at Lin Yu, his tone becoming increasingly enthusiastic: "Young Master Lin, you are truly young and promising! This king-of-the-hill villa in Yu Garden has been empty for a year and no one has lived in it. This place alone must be at least 150 million, right? Last night we saw Dingzun Car Dealership deliver five supercars; their market value must be at least 150 million too. Just these two things, you've got over 300 million here; it really makes us neighbors admire you to the point of bowing down!"

Lin Yu smiled slightly: "This is nothing!"

Gao Yuanyuan looked at Lin Yu charmingly, her voice gentle, speaking with great confidence: "Young Master Lin, Yu Wei and I run a PR company called 'Yuanwei PR'. We are not one of those small companies that only knows how to build relationships; we mainly do high-end brand strategy and private customized services. For example, helping companies with crisis PR—like last year when a listed company's stock price plummeted, we helped them stabilize investor confidence. Also, private party planning; last week we just helped a client hold a private dinner, inviting three retired ministry-level leaders and five CEOs of listed companies. The whole process was not made public, and the client was extremely satisfied."

As she spoke, she took a gold-stamped business card from her bag and handed it to Lin Yu with both hands. The card was printed with "Yuanwei PR Founder Gao Yuanyuan", with phone number and address complete. On the back, it was printed with the logos of several well-known enterprises—all first-tier domestic brands.

Lin Yu took the business card, glanced at it, and looked up at Gao Yuanyuan: "Yuanwei PR? How many people are in your team?"

Yu Wei quickly took over the conversation, his tone carrying a bit of pride: "Young Master Lin, our team has 28 people, all elites in the industry. There are creative directors from former 4A advertising companies, senior managers who have done government PR, and a butler team specializing in private customized services. What we are best at is 'precise resource exchange', such as helping clients connect with the political and business contacts they need, or handling some 'inconvenient' private matters—of course, all under the premise of legality and compliance."

Gao Yuanyuan added, her voice softening, the volume just right: "Young Master Lin, we have our own core competitiveness, such as a 'crisis early warning system' that can help clients avoid risks in advance; and 'private butler services', from event planning to itinerary arrangements, we can help clients handle everything properly. You just moved here; if there is anything you need help with, such as home decoration, event planning, or if you need to meet any friends, just tell us, we will definitely do our best to serve you."

Lin Yu didn't answer, just looking at Gao Yuanyuan. He noticed that when she said "precise resource exchange", her eyes were very firm, and her fingers were unconsciously stroking the edge of the business card—this was a sign of confidence, not faked. He looked at Yu Wei again and saw that when he spoke of "industry elites", his tone carried a bit of pride, not wanton bragging.

"How many clients does your company have now?" Lin Yu suddenly spoke, his tone flat but carrying an unquestionable majesty.

Yu Wei and Gao Yuanyuan were both stunned for a moment, not expecting Lin Yu to ask this. Yu Wei quickly answered: "Young Master Lin, our current clients are mainly some private enterprises in Lu Province, as well as a few private clients. However, we have been expanding into the high-end market, such as helping some large enterprises with brand strategy, or doing 'private butler services' for private clients."

Gao Yuanyuan also nodded: "Young Master Lin, our company's scale is not large, but our ability is very strong. We are confident that we can help any client solve their problems."

Lin Yu laughed. He put the business card on the stone table and tapped it gently with his fingertips: "From brand building, daily voice, event momentum, to negative handling, government/capital relations—a full-service PR company, a full-solution company—do you have this capability?"

Yu Wei and Gao Yuanyuan's expressions changed at the same time. They didn't expect Lin Yu to ask them so directly. Yu Wei gave two dry laughs: "Young Master Lin, we... we are working on it."

Gao Yuanyuan suddenly looked up at Lin Yu, her eyes carrying a bit of firmness: "Young Master Lin, we have this capability. We just lack an opportunity, an opportunity that allows us to demonstrate our ability."

Lin Yu didn't speak, just looking at Gao Yuanyuan. He noticed that when she said "lack an opportunity", her fingers unconsciously twisted her skirt—this was a sign of nervousness, but her eyes were very firm. It seems this woman is not only beautiful but also has a streak of resilience.

Lin Yu's gaze swept back and forth between Gao Yuanyuan and Yu Wei. The scent of osmanthus in the courtyard seemed to grow stronger, mixed with a hint of unnoticeable nervousness.

"Opportunity?" Lin Yu finally spoke, his voice not high, but like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples, "I can give you an opportunity."

Yu Wei's eyes lit up instantly, his waist bending even lower: "Young Master Lin, tell us! As long as you speak, we will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Gao Yuanyuan also held her breath, a flash of expectation and anxiety passing through those charming eyes.

Lin Yu ignored Yu Wei's declaration, just looking at Gao Yuanyuan, saying slowly: "However, my opportunity is not something everyone can handle."

He paused, picked up the phone on the small round table, and in front of the two, dialed a number.

The call connected, and Lin Yu's voice returned to its previous flatness: "Check two people. Yu Wei, Gao Yuanyuan. Yuanwei PR company. I want all their company's cases from the last three years, capital flows, core team backgrounds, and also... some shady transaction records. Fifteen minutes, I want to see the results."

Yu Wei and Gao Yuanyuan's faces turned pale instantly. Yu Wei's lips trembled, wanting to say something, but couldn't spit out a single word. Gao Yuanyuan clutched the strap of her bag tightly, her knuckles turning white, but she didn't dodge Lin Yu's gaze, though there was a hint of panic in her originally firm eyes.

Lin Yu hung up the phone, as if he had only done a trivial thing. He looked at the two again, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile: "Don't be nervous. If you are really as clean and capable as you say, this is just a necessary process."

Fatty watched from the side, dumbfounded, inwardly praising: Boss is Boss, this momentum, these methods, I'm impressed!

Time passed second by second; the courtyard was so quiet that one could only hear the rustling of the wind through the leaves. Yu Wei was on pins and needles, fine beads of sweat seeping out on his forehead. Gao Yuanyuan kept her head down, her expression unclear; only her slightly trembling shoulders showed the unrest in her heart.

About ten minutes later, Lin Yu's phone vibrated. He picked up the phone and quickly browsed the encrypted file that popped up on the screen.

His expression went from calm to slightly raising an eyebrow, and then to a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting." Lin Yu muttered to himself.

He put down the phone and his gaze fell on the two again; this time, there was a bit more scrutiny and... appreciation in his eyes.