Business Information Identity

Chapter 4: Escort Boss

Zhang Tian got off the car, and the car drove away, dropping the black cloth. The driver took out a remote control and pressed a button, and 911** detached. Under the illumination of the streetlights, the driver was wearing a gray hat, the brim turned back, wearing a white shirt inside and a gray thin cloth coat outside, with white gloves, looking to be no more than twenty-five years old, with a relaxed smile on his face.

The person in the passenger seat reminded, 'Left, you can't park at that spot, huh, was it you who hit the parking brake?'"

The driver asked with a smile, 'Ling Shao, are you doing this on purpose?'"

'What on purpose?' The passenger seat was occupied by a man in his mid-thirties, wearing a high-end suit, hair neatly tied, perfectly clean, smiling, kind and mature, handsome yet gentle. He wasn't an ordinary person; he was one of the directors of Dongcheng Guoye Group.

The driver said, 'I don't like luxury cars that emphasize comfort, especially cars where you can't even find the parking brake, and I particularly hate automatic transmission without any technical***'

'This is the low-speed gear, this is the high-speed gear, this is the reverse gear, the parking brake is on your left, just press it lightly.' Ling Shao said, 'Left, learn to enjoy it, noiseless, comfortable, no bumps.'

“You rich folks always ask, why do you need to take a plane? What's the rush? Life is about enjoyment. Rent a yacht, take it slow, and you’ll get there eventually. The beauty of life isn’t about the destination, but the journey.” The driver said, “What a rip-off! With your family’s money, of course you can afford to enjoy the process.”

“If you put it that way, it’s no fun. I can give you money anytime. Between us, talking about money is just dull. If you like this car, take it. A yacht? Simple. Just say the word, and it'll be delivered to your doorstep.”

“Showing off wealth to me!” The driver slapped his palm onto Lin Shao's head. “Seriously, have you lost your mind? Why did you take Zhang Tian's job?”

“Don’t touch my hair. I’ve warned you two thousand times.” Lin Shao took out a comb and straightened his hair, sighing. “Zhang Tian’s kid and my niece are classmates in kindergarten. Since I know he’s been screwed over by a cheating spouse, I can’t just stand by. Besides, it’s a good opportunity for the company to deal with the police. It’s a win-win.”

The driver continued driving and said, “I’ve been wondering, Lin Shao, after all these years of building the East City Escort, what’s the point? Your Guoye Group has been utterly destroyed by the Japanese, defeated beyond recovery, a total mess... It's truly a**** situation.”

“How many more idioms do you have to remind us of our misery?” Lin Shao countered.

The driver thought for a moment. “Your dad is vomiting blood, your sister is hitting people...”

Lin Shao exclaimed, “You know a lot, huh?”

The driver said, “Lin Shao, that's why I say you’ve got water in your head. Four companies were bidding, and three of them prepared for over three months. The Japanese only entered the competition in the last ten days. Do you think they’re here just to contribute?”

Lin Shao said, “I told the board. I swear I really did. I said the toughest opponent this time is the Japanese. They definitely came prepared.”

“But you didn't say that they already had everything prepared, even the price. They were just waiting for the final day.” The driver continued, “Lin Shao, they submitted reports about their understanding of the port, data, and such. They gave the report to the Malaysians on the first day. If it was a worthless report, do you think they would have a seat at the negotiation table? On the first day, you should’ve known that one of the three companies had leaked information. Your Guoye Group should have acted decisively, accepted that the report was your stolen information, and quietly added one million to the bid price.”

“Bro, I have one million in my account. But every cent in the bid has to be approved by the board.” Lin Shao sighed. “The most pitiful is the project manager. She’s in her thirties, a strong woman, and she even lost her boyfriend because of this project. Seeing her crying broke my heart. What’s worse, she has to take the blame. Damn it, these corporate spies are too detestable. I want to find him and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks.”

“Cut the meaningless talk.” The driver said, “Even though the escort company’s staff are young, they have a few years of experience and some international connections. You should start deploying them.”

Lin Shao nodded. “After nurturing them for so long, it’s time to let them handle something big. But... without you as the****, I’m afraid we can’t hold up.”

“You flatter me. I’m just a theoretical adviser.” The driver said, “The international escort community is full of elites from 911. I think it’s about time you bring in some external help.”

Ling Shaosha asks, 'What about you? Have you decided to work with me yet?'

'Remember, I don't belong to Dongcheng. Wait until your business expands to City A.' It takes more than an hour's drive from Dongcheng, crossing a sea bridge to reach City A, which has tens of millions of permanent and****, and is one of the top ten global commercial cities.

Ling Shaosha doesn't give up, 'Money is no problem...'

'Showing off wealth in front of me will get you pounded.' The driver straightens up, 'We've been friends, and I'll help you in times of need, I'll never forget you. As long as you take care of my wallet and dignity, and join me for street food, you're my friend. If you want me to eat Western cuisine every day, that means we're not friends anymore, at most just loyalists. What qualifications do you have to ask to be my loyalist? You won't be able to get out of it.'

Ling Shaosha asks, 'Just because we're friends, you won't help me, right?'

The driver thinks for a moment and says, 'I've said it, I don't belong to Dongcheng.'

Ling Shaosha nods, 'Okay, in one year, I'll make a name for myself in Dongcheng security, and half a year later, I'll open a branch office in City A.'

The driver smiles and doesn't respond, parking on the side. This is a yacht marina, with yachts owned by the wealthy. These are quite wealthy yachts, others are parked together, but these yachts have their own space and position because they are large enough.

The driver and Ling Shaosha get off and walk to the front of the yacht. Two black-clad guards standing at the entrance of the yacht immediately make way. The driver steps back politely, and Lin Shaosha goes up first. The driver tells one of the guards, 'Please, Lao Si.'

'No need,' Lao Si nods and leaves.

On the outside, this yacht looks like a yacht, but inside, it doesn't fit the identity of a yacht at all. There are no bikini girls, no bars, no neon lights and drinking, but an open office instead.

A pair of twins in their late twenties stands on either side of the office, watching the TV on the wall. Each has two to three computers in front of them, with**************. A female wearing a grey suit, in her late twenties, is sitting at the desk with a cup of coffee in hand,********.

'Boss!' The twins lift their hands, addressing the driver, 'Left.'

The driver lifts his hand, as a greeting, and the woman asks, 'Left, what would you like to drink?}'

'No more drinks, I need to go back now.'

Ling Shaodao said: 'What's the hurry? I've ordered a buffet, we can leave after we finish eating.'

ps: A reminder again, this book is fictional and not associated with any civil institution, including positions, organizations, and police ranks, etc.