After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

Chapter 623: 525, The Doer (Seeking Monthly Votes)_2 Chapter 623: 525, The Doer (Seeking Monthly Votes)_2 Especially Kang Zhichao, his eyes were widened in shock, as he hadn’t even mentioned Zhang Fengshou when introducing the employees from Xiangyang Steel Plant present at the event, yet Yang Hao had found him.

Kang Zhichao couldn’t help but feel defenseless, because he and Zhang Fengshou indeed had a strained relationship.

Logically speaking, since Zhang Fengshou was Kang Jingchun’s disciple, he should have had a good relationship with Kang Zhichao, and at the beginning, it was indeed the case.

But as Zhang Fengshou climbed higher in his position, Kang Zhichao would always look for him to pull strings, while Zhang Fengshou, with his upright and incorruptible character, didn’t engage in forming cliques or corrupt practices, naturally drifting apart from Kang Zhichao.

“Do you have a moment to chat?”

After drinking, Yang Hao pulled out the empty seat next to Zhang Fengshou and sat down directly.

“What would Mr.

Yang like to discuss?”

Zhang Fengshou looked at Yang Hao with puzzlement, as he thought there shouldn’t be much for them to talk about.

“Let’s talk about Xiangyang Steel Plant.”

“I am planning to invest in it.”

Yang Hao lowered his voice and replied.

The banquet hall was noisy, so their quiet conversation wasn’t overheard by others.

Upon hearing what Yang Hao said, Zhang Fengshou’s eyes suddenly widened; he had not expected Yang Hao to be referring to this matter.

The transition of Xiangyang Steel Plant was no secret, and everyone in the plant, from top to bottom, was aware of it, but the staff also understood that the chances of a successful transition were slim because it was highly unlikely that anyone would take it over.

The plant was in too much disarray, the financial holes were too large, and the investment was not cost-effective, with a high risk of losing money.

“You’re really planning to invest in our plant?”

Zhang Fengshou looked at Yang Hao in disbelief.

“That’s the plan, but I still need to do some investigation,”

Yang Hao replied with a smile, “Hence why I sought out Mr.

Zhang, hoping you could give me some advice.”

“You’re not afraid I might mislead you?”

“I believe Mr.

Zhang is not that kind of person, and after all, the money is in my own pocket; ultimately, whether I invest or not will be based on my own judgment.”

After hearing Yang Hao’s words, Zhang Fengshou subconsciously picked up his wine glass and shook it, though there was no wine in it, which must be a habitual motion when he pondered.

“It’s not good to talk about this here with so many people around.”

“If Mr.

Yang really wants to hear my opinion, let’s arrange to meet somewhere after the birthday celebration,”

Zhang Fengshou suggested after a moment’s thought.

“Alright, then let’s add each other on WeChat.”

Yang Hao immediately took out his phone to add Zhang Fengshou as a WeChat friend, and after sharing a drink with him, he returned to the main table.

Seeing that the two had only exchanged a few words before parting, Kang Zhichao breathed a slight sigh of relief, but he was still somewhat uncomfortable because his relationship with Zhang Fengshou had already broken down, and Zhang Fengshou had attended the birthday banquet only out of respect for his father.

Therefore, he definitely did not want Yang Hao to become too close with Zhang Fengshou.

So, when Yang Hao returned to the main table, Kang Zhichao quickly leaned in and whispered, “Yang, if you want to understand the situation in the factory, just ask me, there’s no need to ask Zhang Fengshou.

He’s out of touch, floating in his cloud, so his words might not be reliable.”

“Hmm, okay.”

Yang Hao replied perfunctorily, clearly not interested in continuing the conversation with Kang Zhichao.

It was foreseeable that he wouldn’t receive much useful information from Kang Zhichao, as Kang Zhichao would definitely want to push for Yang Hao’s investment.

The birthday banquet ended.

For Kang Jingchun and the entire Kang Family, this banquet was a grand display of status.

After all, having influential people like Yang Hao and Zheng Dongshan attending the celebration was significant, and not to mention, there were also well-known hosts, internet celebrities with tens of millions of followers like Li Manni, and Qin Feng, who bore the title of “First Wealthy Heir of Hucheng,” as well as business owners like Miss Color and Xu Hongmei.

After the guests dispersed, the People of Kang Family went together to Kang Zhifei’s house in Xiangyang to continue the family gathering.

Yang Hao did not go with them, but instead, he took Miss Color, Ye Wei, and Qin Feng to the address given by Zhang Fengshou.

It was a tea house called He Yue.

This tea house was located near the family residential area of Xiangyang Steel Plant, not very large, and though called a tea house, there were sounds of card playing emanating from several private rooms, and most of the clientele enjoying tea and cards were the elderly.

Following the address sent by Zhang Fengshou, Yang Hao went upstairs and saw the Deputy Factory Director again in a corner booth.

Additionally, there was a slightly overweight middle-aged woman in the booth, the owner of the tea house and also Zhang Fengshou’s wife, named Ding Lifang.

“Mr.

Yang, please take a seat,”

“This tea house is mine; feel free to ask for any tea you’d like,”

Ding Lifang greeted them warmly.

Her personality was complementary to Zhang Fengshou’s, one not adept at interpersonal communication while the other was obviously smooth and sociable, which was probably why she could manage a tea room on her own.

“Sister Fang, what do you recommend?”

Clearly older than Yang Hao, he straightforwardly called her Sister Fang.

“We just got some fresh Silver Needle White Tea, considered one of the finest in white teas.”

“I just don’t know whether Mr.

Yang is accustomed to the taste of white tea,” Ding Lifang said with a smile on her face.

“I’m used to it, let’s go with that.”

Yang Hao usually drank any kind of tea, with no particular aversions.

“All right, just a moment.”

Ding Lifang responded then quickly left the private room.

In no time, she returned with the tea leaves and skillfully began to prepare the tea beside the tea station.

Actually, such small tea rooms did not offer tea-brewing service.

Guests usually brewed their own, unlike larger tea rooms that provided tea artists, and those tea artists could even offer deep tea-tasting services.

Ding Lifang did this solely because Yang Hao and the others were important guests that her man had brought.

“Mr.

Yang, my husband is truly a doer, very clumsy with words, and he’s quite principled, which is why he’s not that popular at the factory.

I’ve told him many times, but he just can’t change…”

While brewing the tea, Ding Lifang took the initiative to talk about her husband’s shortcomings, as if to inoculate the situation.

“Go and tend to your work.”

“There are still so many customers to attend to.”

Zhang Fengshou was not particularly appreciative, feeling his wife was affecting his business discussion.

“You see, Mr.

Yang, that’s just his temperament!”

Ding Lifang immediately made another remark, then poured a cup of tea for each of the four, Yang Hao and Huang Qing included, before leaving the room.

“Mr.

Yang, my wife, she talks a lot, please don’t mind her.”

After Ding Lifang left, Zhang Fengshou spoke.

“Sister Fang has a great personality.”

“And the tea she brewed is delicious…”

Yang Hao tasted the tea and praised with a smile.

“If Mr.

Yang likes tea, you should come by more often.”

Zhang Fengshou politely remarked, then quickly shifted the conversation, “At the birthday banquet, you mentioned investing in Xiangyang Steel Plant, were you serious?”

“I can only say I’m quite interested, that’s why I wanted to hear what Mr.

Zhang has to say.”

Yang Hao answered truthfully.

“The plant is a good one.

After all, the state invested a lot of resources when building Xiangyang Steel Plant, but the people there are a bit lackluster, which creates a murky atmosphere.”

Zhang Fengshou lightly shook his head.

“Does Mr.

Zhang have any good advice on investing?” Yang Hao asked again.

“Now is not a good time to invest!”

Zhang Fengshou shook his head decisively, then added, “If you come in now, you’ll probably lose money.”

This answer was within Yang Hao’s expectations, as he had garnered a rough understanding of Deputy Factory Director Zhang’s character before coming.

However, Huang Qing, Qin Feng, and Ye Wei were somewhat surprised.

They hadn’t expected someone in Zhang Fengshou’s position to give such an answer.

“Mr.

Yang, trust me, if you ask me, I’ll speak the truth.”

Perhaps noticing the doubt in the eyes of Huang Qing and the others, Zhang Fengshou spoke again.

“I knew Mr.

Zhang was an honest man.”

Yang Hao continued to inquire, “So in Mr.

Zhang’s opinion, is Xiangyang Steel Plant beyond saving?”

“It’s not quite that bad.”

Zhang Fengshou first shook his head, then spoke with a serious expression, “But Xiangyang Steel Plant needs major surgery, not just minor repairs.

It needs bold reforms, from top to bottom, inside and out…”

When discussing how to save Xiangyang Steel Plant, the usually reticent Zhang Fengshou suddenly became loquacious.

He talked non-stop about everything from production to sales, to operation and management, speaking for over twenty minutes without a pause.