From Wage Slave to Tycoon

Everyone there was perceptive and understood just how powerful their future boss was. One by one, they firmly etched Su Chen’s image into their minds.

After explaining everything, Chen Fei took the time to properly get to know the ten squad leaders. They exchanged contact information to make future communication easier.

Chen Fei checked the time. About half an hour had passed.

"Alright, that’s enough time. You can all head back now. As for when we’ll make our move, wait for my call!"

The ten squad leaders stood up in unison, gave a salute, and then turned to exit the conference room.

Once everyone had left, Chen Fei leaned back in his chair. He pulled a pack of his usual cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and savored the memory of the scene from moments before.

"Ah, Sir was right. Power really is intoxicating!" The respectful attitude of those ten squad leaders had indeed given Chen Fei a secret thrill.

However, he was also clear about his own position and knew that Su Chen had given him all of this.

After finishing his cigarette, Chen Fei pulled a small bottle from his pocket and sprayed himself. Once he sniffed and confirmed that the smell of smoke wasn’t too strong, he left the conference room to go report to Su Chen.

The small bottle had been given to him by the butler, Jiang Hui. It was specifically for eliminating odors, as Jiang Hui knew he enjoyed smoking and sometimes couldn’t avoid smelling of it.

After searching around, he finally found Su Chen at the shooting range.

At that moment, Su Chen was practicing his marksmanship with an automatic rifle. He only put down the weapon when he saw Chen Fei approach.

"Back so soon? Is everything arranged?"

"Mmm, it’s all been arranged," Chen Fei said, handing a fresh towel to Su Chen.

Su Chen took it and wiped the light sweat from his forehead. He then turned, walked over to the rest area, and sat down, picking up the cup of tea on the table and downing it in one gulp.

"Ah Fei, who do you think we should put in charge of the park?" Su Chen still hadn’t decided who to appoint.

After all, the position was extremely important and would involve access to many of the park’s secrets. He had to appoint someone he could trust to manage it.

Chen Fei fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, a certain person coming to mind. He asked tentatively, "Sir, what if you call Xiao Peng back?"

"Xiao Peng?" Su Chen paused mid-sip. A smile then spread across his face. It seemed Xiao Peng really was a good fit for the position.

He had been training under Zong Xinyao for a long time now. His management skills should be up to snuff, and he ought to be capable of holding his own.

Besides, given who he was, there was absolutely no problem with him being the one in charge of the park.

Su Chen hadn’t expected his casual question to actually produce a valuable suggestion.

"Give Xiao Peng a call in a bit. Tell him to stop raising sheep in Wuzhumuqin. I want to see him here by noon tomorrow." After a brief pause, Su Chen added, "And while you’re at it, give Zong Xinyao a heads-up."

"Tell her to find someone to fill Xiao Peng’s spot as soon as possible!"

A smile crept onto Chen Fei’s face as he heard Su Chen’s instructions. After all, he’d been separated from his good friend for so long that they had only been able to catch up over the phone during the New Year.

’Now we can work together again. How could I not be happy about that!’

......

「Dongwu Banner!」

「The Grassland Pastures!」

"Everyone, pick up the pace! This whole batch of sheep has to be shipped out today. When we’re done, I’ll treat you all to a meal back in Dongwu Banner!" Xiao Peng yelled through a megaphone.

As far as the eye could see, thirty or forty trucks were parked at the pasture’s entrance, waiting to be loaded.

The pasture itself was a hive of activity, with several hundred herders and employees from the livestock company frantically weighing sheep.

Last year, Zong Xinyao, along with Sicong, Qin Fen, and the others, had seen how profitable "Sheep Village" was. Before the New Year festivities were even over, they had started down the path of expansion. In less than half a month, they had opened stores in nearly all the second-tier cities.

Naturally, this created an urgent shortage of their signature products, like Wuzhumuqin sheep and cattle, which led to the scene unfolding now.

As the sheep were weighed and loaded onto the trucks one by one, every herder’s face was beaming with a joyous smile.

It had been a long time since the herders had witnessed such a sight.

Seeing everyone working busily but in an orderly fashion, Xiao Peng finally had a moment to rest.

He grabbed a bottle of mineral water and chugged it down in a few gulps. Just as he was looking for a place to sit for a moment, the phone in his pocket rang.

A smile touched Xiao Peng’s lips when he saw the familiar caller ID.

"Hey, Ah Fei. What’s up? Why the call?" Xiao Peng knew Chen Fei wouldn’t bother calling unless it was important; he would have just sent a message.

"Sir wants you back in the Imperial Capital for an important assignment." Then Chen Fei added emphatically, "By tomorrow morning!"

Xiao Peng was stunned by the words coming through the phone. He’d never expected to be called back to the Imperial Capital.

Xiao Peng glanced at the bustling figures in the distance and couldn’t help but ask, "Uh, what about everything here...?"

Before he could finish, Chen Fei’s voice cut in from the other end. "Don’t you worry about that. Someone’s coming to take over. Your job right now is to get back here, and fast!"

"Okay, I get it!"

Xiao Peng caught the urgency in Chen Fei’s tone and understood that Sir must be calling him back for something more important.

Looking at the lively scene before him, Xiao Peng couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

After handing over the ranch affairs to his deputy, Xiao Peng drove back to Xilinhot. If he couldn’t catch the last flight of the night to the Imperial Capital...

’...I’ll probably have to drive all night to get back to the Imperial Capital.’