Chapter 83: Just a Nobody! Snatching the Deal!

After Wang Yu gave his instructions, the department head naturally prepared the relevant documents at the fastest speed. Once he confirmed everything was in order, Wang Yu hurriedly led his team downstairs, intending to personally welcome Mr. Chu.

Pingjiang was vigorously developing its fisheries, and there were always a number of people at the Fisheries Bureau conducting business. Liu Gui was one such aquaculture owner; he had rented dozens of acres to farm crabs and was doing quite well, turning a profit and planning to renew his lease.

He was waiting for his number to be called when he saw Wang Yu rushing down with his staff, curious about the commotion. Making a living in Pingjiang’s fisheries, Liu Gui naturally knew Deputy Director Wang. Rumor had it that Wang would soon become the top official of Pingjiang Fisheries. Seeing him so hurriedly leading people out, Liu Gui wondered what could have happened. Only moments later, he saw Director Wang warmly welcome a young man inside.

Liu Gui was astonished, as were the others waiting nearby. Who was this young man that warranted such enthusiastic treatment from Director Wang?

Chu Lin, returning once more to the Fisheries Bureau, sensed a difference. He could clearly feel Director Wang’s warmth had increased since last time. On reflection, he could guess the reason and accepted it with composure.

“Mr. Chu, we have a reception room upstairs,” Wang Yu said as they walked, ushering Chu Lin upstairs.

The title “Mr. Chu” caught Liu Gui’s attention and those around him. They weren’t fools—anyone who could command such respect from Director Wang was certainly no ordinary person. None of them knew who he was, but it would surely become a topic among Pingjiang’s fisheries circles.

Inside the reception room, Chu Lin and Wang Yu were surprised to find the lease contract already prepared, making Chu Lin feel a sense of being truly valued. Such was the benefit of privilege.

He mused that, with his gaming system, perhaps one day he wouldn’t need to personally visit the Bureau to sign contracts; perhaps Director Wang would bring them right to his door.

Chu Lin reviewed the lease contract and snapped a photo to show his elder sister. The contract was simple: the lease was extended to twenty years, rent still paid annually. No one would foolishly pay twenty years’ rent in one go, and since he had already paid for this year, there was nothing else due for now.

Once he confirmed the contract was correct, he signed it.

With the contract effective, as long as he paid the annual rent, he would have the rights to farm and use the bay for the next twenty years.

Elsewhere, Huang Bin, after leaving Liu Yan’s home, headed straight for his company. He hadn’t driven far when he received a call from Lin Nian.

“Honey, what have you been busy with lately? You haven’t contacted me at all.”

Huang Bin found the word “honey” utterly tasteless now; it felt cheap. Still, he replied gently, “Sweetheart, I’ve had a heavy workload these days. Once I finish this deal, I’ll take you shopping for some jewelry.”

“Thank you, honey,” Lin Nian replied sweetly.

After hanging up, Huang Bin chuckled wryly to himself, put down the phone, and focused on driving. Soon, he arrived at his company: Eight Directions Guest.

The name sounded odd, but it meant to welcome guests from all directions and solve their urgent needs.

Upon arrival, he went straight to his workstation to draft an application. The previous two times he’d helped Chu Lin were private deals; this time, he needed to use company resources, with the commission distributed through company finances, and both parties’ transaction handled by the company as a third party, with a formal sales contract.

He filled out the application form with client details, value, and information, then headed to his team manager’s office.

Their broker company didn’t have many departmental divisions but was organized into teams, each with a distinct focus and managed by a supervisor.

He knocked on the manager’s door, received a response, and entered, addressing the man behind the desk: “Manager Zhao, I have a deal that requires access to the company’s premium client resources. Here’s the application; please take a look.”

Zhao Sheng was surprised to receive the application; ordinary team members rarely had access to premium resources. Those with such resources would usually liaise directly with managers, not trust ordinary employees. A matter of hierarchy.

But when Zhao Sheng reviewed the application, he was even more astonished: “Ambergris, White Dragon Ambergris, three pounds, valued at 7.5 million!”

His surprise gave way to excitement. The business size wasn’t extraordinary for them; their deals sometimes reached the billions, with company mergers brokered by their chairman.

But this ambergris was special.

Especially White Dragon Ambergris—extremely rare and coveted by wealthy tycoons. Most importantly, the chairman had posted a premium resource task inside the company to acquire this rare white ambergris.

It seemed several members of the Fujian Chamber of Commerce were seeking to buy it—all wealthy magnates. Completing this task would showcase their company to these individuals, potentially bringing even greater benefits than the chairman brokering a billion-dollar merger.

The chairman had always wanted to join the Fujian Chamber of Commerce; perhaps this deal could forge connections and earn recommendations.

Moreover, the company was in need of a vice president, to be chosen from among the managers. Whoever helped the chairman secure this deal would surely get the position.

Zhao Sheng never expected the white ambergris would suddenly fall into his lap. He quickly asked Huang Bin, “Is this the real thing?”

Huang Bin thought the manager’s behavior was a little odd, but his priority was helping Chu Lin handle the client. He nodded, “Yes, I’ve already received a sample from the client. If you’d like, you can light it and experience it for yourself.”

“Go ahead, light it now!” Zhao Sheng urged.

Huang Bin produced the ambergris Chu Lin had given him, set it on the desk, and lit it.

Within moments, the unique, enticing fragrance of Atlantis ambergris filled the office. Zhao Sheng immediately felt refreshed and comfortable, his mind settling into a state of calm and clarity.

This clarity made him even more composed; his thoughts ran sharper, and his eyes turned, addressing Huang Bin, “Alright, I’ll review the application now, then take it to the chairman for approval.”

Huang Bin nodded and left; that was the procedure. He just wanted to expedite the process and help Chu Lin finalize the deal.

Watching Huang Bin leave, Zhao Sheng’s eyes showed a hint of greed as he looked at the application.

Normally, he wouldn’t snatch a subordinate’s deal—it looked bad and hurt his reputation. But if this deal could clinch the vice president’s position, it was worth it.

Besides, he knew Huang Bin well—a small figure, easily manipulated if he took over the deal.

With that in mind, Zhao Sheng immediately grabbed the application and located the client’s information.

Chu Lin, contact number: 13004****.

He didn’t hesitate; he dialed the number straight away.