Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 505 Lying

Chapter 505: Chapter 505 Lying

Aside from Dazhuang, the others all relied on their own struggles to rise up, having seen plenty of people and events in society.

Owning shares without handling affairs is just silent stockholding; such people essentially have no say in the company, to put it bluntly, they are nothing at all.

Besides, what does two years of tempering at the company have to do with directly running a business? Teaching and doing business are totally unrelated matters.

They’re completely different industries.

Everyone showed a mocking smile, and Wan Dongcheng naturally noticed the look on their faces, internally cursing at them, a bunch of snobs looking down on others.

Dazhuang also felt that the atmosphere was off, and since Wan Dongcheng was called over by him, although he sometimes felt that Wan Dongcheng was not very good at socializing, he was quite slick and liked to keep his options open, hence he changed the subject.

"Dongcheng, what kind of business does your brother-in-law do?"

"Fashion."

Wan Dongcheng didn’t really want to talk about this topic anymore. He had thought it would make him look good, but instead, he ended up being disdained.

"Fashion?" One of the men suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "You mean that Lanyue, the one that sells men’s clothing?"

"Yes."

"Not bad!" Getting the affirmative answer, this time the man no longer looked down on Wan Dongcheng. "I’ve been following this brand for a while now. Lanyue might really be able to make it abroad someday. I heard that the brand’s owner is from Beijing, so it looks like your brother-in-law is in a joint venture with someone from Beijing, right?"

Seeing someone who knew quality and raised the status of Lanyue, Wan Dongcheng started to feel proud again.

"The two from Beijing hold a minority stake, less than thirty percent; my brother-in-law and I hold more."

"That’s the way, Dongcheng! If that’s really the case, then today’s meal must be on you. In another two years, we might want to treat you to a meal, and you might not even want to come anymore."

The man was in the food business and often paid attention to the trends in the marketplace; he believed that Lanyue indeed had a bright future.

At this moment, he wasn’t just flattering Wan Dongcheng— at least eighty percent of what he said was true.

Hearing the man speak this way, the others also changed their previously disdainful expressions and began to butter up Wan Dongcheng with their words.

That’s how people are; if they think you are stronger than them and capable of achieving success, they might need your help in the future, or your status might match sitting with them, and so their attitude toward you improves.

Otherwise, you’ll be squeezed out of the circle.

Wan Dongcheng was immensely pleased with the flattery from the group, thinking of the hundred yuan Li Shiping had given him when he left home, more than enough for a lavish meal today, so without thinking, he immediately nodded and agreed.

"It’s just a meal. I’ll cover it. Eat and drink as much as you like."

"Come on, everyone, drink up."

The others all raised their glasses toasting to Wan Dongcheng, his face turning red from drinking and feeling utterly elated.

Dazhuang knew a bit about Wan Dongcheng’s situation; a man who had been idle at home for two years couldn’t have that much money, could he?

The meal today was supposed to be hosted by someone else, but since Wan Dongcheng had made a bold claim, Dazhuang didn’t feel right to say anything.

While the outside was buzzing with eating and drinking, in the kitchen, Shen Mianmian was teaching the owner how to stir-fry fish slices; the restaurant didn’t have pickled vegetables or the large fish heads she needed, making the two dishes she wanted to prepare impossible, so she had to use what was available and started by teaching the owner how to make stir-fried fish slices.

"Remove the large bones from the fish, slice it and score it, season with fine salt to marinate, then coat it with starch and fry it in a hot oil until golden brown and scoop it out."

Mianmian explained step by step while she cooked, and as the fish hit the pan, a delicious fragrance wafted through the air.