14: People who pretend to be stupid

Jiang Chuan led the way while introducing, "This is why I chose the fifth and sixth floors. You can coordinate with President Shen regarding the backgrounds, decorations, and so on."

Shen Qingning followed obediently by Jiang Chuan's side without saying much, listening intently to their conversation. When she heard him mention her, she nodded slightly to indicate there was no problem.

Zhang Long said with a smile, "No problem, President Jiang. This isn't difficult at all. If you're in a hurry, I can have it finished within a week!"

Jiang Chuan nodded. He sat in the head seat of the fifth-floor meeting room and tapped his fingers on the table with a smile.

"That would be great. However, I have another project. I plan to design the fifth floor as a live-streaming venue for ordinary Streamers, but for the sixth floor, I want to design something different."

Hearing this, Zhang Long rubbed his shiny bald head and said, "Our company can satisfy any of your ideas. I brought some sample designs; you can take a look."

Jiang Chuan waved his hand and said seriously, "I've already seen your samples, and I'm not very satisfied. I want to personally design the live-streaming venue for the sixth floor."

Zhang Long frowned and said, "President Jiang, this doesn't comply with our company's regulations. If this..."

Jiang Chuan held up two fingers, interrupting him, and said word by word, "I'm only giving you two weeks! And there absolutely cannot be any issues with the quality!"

Zhang Long's expression darkened, and he forced a smile. "President Jiang, you must be joking, right? This is simply impossible to complete!"

Jiang Chuan crossed his legs and said arrogantly, "That's not my concern. If you can do it, the project is yours. If not, I'll find another firm."

Zhang Long leaned back in his chair with a very unpleasant expression, no longer maintaining his polite facade. The atmosphere became somewhat cold.

Shen Qingning sat quietly by his side, listening. She felt something touch her leg and looked down to find that Jiang Chuan was kicking her.

She understood what he meant in an instant.

Shen Qingning cleared her throat. Seeing that everyone was looking over, she finally spoke:

"Director Zhang, please don't take it to heart. Our President Jiang just has this kind of personality. I know it's difficult for you, so let me make a suggestion. We'll provide an additional fifty percent in funding. What do you think?"

Zhang Long's expression changed faster than flipping a page. He smiled warmly and said, "Hahaha, I just love confident people like President Jiang! No problem! But let's get the unpleasantries out of the way first. President Jiang can design it himself, but if any problems arise later, we at Jiajiang will not be held responsible."

Shen Qingning looked down and saw Jiang Chuan's raised foot draw a checkmark. She then nodded and said, "Rest assured, Director Zhang. We can put that in the contract."

Jiang Chuan leaned back in his chair. The chair was made of leather and was a bit slippery; he had almost slid down to the floor. He lowered his crossed leg and gripped the armrests to sit up straight.

"Director Zhang, then I'll wish us a happy cooperation in advance!"

Zhang Long acted as if no unpleasantness had ever occurred and said with a chuckle, "Alright, President Jiang. Why don't you tell me your thoughts first? Time is a bit tight, so let's finalize things as soon as possible."

Jiang Chuan gave a thumbs up and said appreciatively, "I like people who are as decisive and efficient as you, Director Zhang. My idea is like this."

"It should be divided into different styles. For example, a cute style, with a wall covered in plush dolls and fresh flowers. Or a tech style, surrounded by lights to create a small stage..."

Zhang Long nodded repeatedly, taking serious notes in his notebook and praising the other's design concepts from time to time.

"These two are both so thick-skinned! They were about to start a fight just now, and now they're like soulmates," Shen Qingning thought to herself, silently rolling her eyes.

Two hours later, the two men were shaking hands warmly and praising each other.

"President Jiang, you have such a talent for design! It's a huge loss that you didn't enter the design industry!"

"Director Zhang, you're the true leader in the design industry. I'll leave our company in your hands!"

Jiang Chuan enthusiastically saw off the people from Jiajiang Design. They needed to go back and prepare so they could officially start work tomorrow morning.

Zhang Long bid farewell to the enthusiastic Jiang Chuan. As soon as he stepped out of the company, the smile on his face vanished, and he quickened his pace toward the company car.

The young worker following beside him asked curiously, "Director Zhang, you praised him so much. Is his design really that good?"

Zhang Long said disdainfully, "I've never seen such a design in the whole country. It's practically a joke! He's just a brainless second-generation rich kid trying to prove himself in front of that beauty named Shen. I've seen plenty of people like him, and not a single one has ever succeeded."

The young worker was even more confused. He scratched his head and asked, "Then why were you flattering him so much?"

Zhang Long said crossly, "What do you know? As long as the money is in hand, that's all that matters. Whether he succeeds or not has nothing to do with us!"

The young worker opened the car door and complimented, "So that's how it is! Director Zhang is wise! Please, Director Zhang, get in the car!"

Zhang Long said proudly, "Of course! A few kind words get me a project. If I say them every day, who would turn down money?"

The young worker continued to flatter his superior with a smile.

There aren't that many fools in this world, but there are many people who play dumb... After seeing them off, Jiang Chuan's smile slowly faded. He sat on the sofa, rubbing the space between his eyebrows, and said, "The office building and the paperwork are all ready. Now we're just short on people. I wonder if things are going smoothly for Lao Er."

Shen Qingning sat beside him and said with a frown, "It's already this late. Logically, he should be back by now."

"Sis! Lao San! I'm back!"

Speak of the devil; Shen Jincheng pushed open the door and shouted, looking travel-worn.

Jiang Chuan quickly stood up to welcome the hero, but even he was stunned when he saw Shen Jincheng's appearance.

The clean white shirt from the morning was now soaked through, his meticulous hairstyle was wet with sweat, and his entire face was flushed red, looking like a cooked shrimp.

Seeing her brother in this state, Shen Qingning felt a bit distressed and quickly handed him a bottle of water.

"Thanks, Sis!"

Shen Jincheng took a large gulp, sat on the sofa, and said with a smile, "Mission accomplished. There was only one girl who wouldn't agree no matter what, but the rest all said yes."

Jiang Chuan took a bottle of ice water from the fridge and handed it over. "Apply this quickly. You've worked hard; I'll give you a big merit for this!"

This was why he had called his brothers over. Aside from them, no one would help him so wholeheartedly.

Seeing that her brother was feeling much better, Shen Qingning felt relieved and asked, "Xiao Chuan, when do we start the interviews?"

Jiang Chuan clapped his hands and said, "Let's stop talking about work for now. I'll treat you both to dinner. You pick the place! No matter how expensive!"

"Then let's go! I only had a bowl of noodles for lunch. I'm definitely going to fleece you tonight!" Shen Jincheng said fiercely.

Although he said he would fleece him, the two of them ultimately chose an ordinary restaurant. The company was in its early stages, and they knew that funds were badly needed.

Both siblings wanted to establish the company as soon as possible and decided unanimously to start interviews tomorrow. Jiang Chuan naturally hoped for things to move as quickly as possible, so he agreed.

The three of them had been busy all day. After dinner, Jiang Chuan arranged for a driver to take the siblings home before returning to the hotel himself.