"Hey! President Wang! It's me, Xiaohu."
"What's up? Is there anything else?"
Wang Hao's voice on the other end of the line sounded a bit impatient.
"Well, my friend said they could move the delivery time from six days to three. But they also have a batch of salt, about three hundred tons or so. Are you interested?"
"Hmm... How much?"
Wang Hao's voice was noticeably impatient.
"It's cheap, just 450,000, hehe!"
Pang Hu laughed obsequiously.
The short boss was stunned, 450,000?
Goodness, you're really gutsy to ask for that!
"Alright, we'll settle up at the end of the year. Get the stuff ready as soon as possible. I'll have a truck come to pick it up in four days."
After Wang Hao said this, he hung up the phone.
Pang Hu wiped the obsequious smile off his face and gave a smug smile to the short boss.
The short boss could only give him a thumbs-up, at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, Wang Hao, having hung up the phone, was laughing like a silly fool weighing two hundred pounds on the big street.
He had planned to stock up on some sugar and salt, as these are strategic supplies.
Wow, this boss practically threw them to him for free.
This saved him a significant sum of money!
As expected! Doing business with profiteers is the way to go; they love pushing sales like this and forcing extra stuff on you.
He checked his account balance; he still had seventy thousand to his name.
Renting a warehouse was more than feasible, and with the remaining money, he could even rent an RV or something, retrofit it, and use it as his escape tool later.
Perfect!
Wang Hao pedaled the shared bike swiftly.
He was planning to find a place to have a feast and celebrate.
"Honk! Honk! Honk!"
A horn sounded nearby.
Wang Hao instinctively turned his head.
A red Lamborghini was quite dazzling.
The car window rolled down, revealing a face that was both familiar and strange.
Wang Hao's pace gradually slowed, eventually coming to a stop at the side of the road.
"Wang Hao! Long time no see!"
The woman leaned on the car window, smiling and greeting Wang Hao.
"Zhang Xiaoxiao?"
Wang Hao appeared a bit surprised.
Zhang Xiaoxiao was the girlfriend he pursued in college, Chen Lingxue's best friend.
The two of them had parted amicably later on.
They had lost contact after graduating from college.
He'd heard she went abroad with Chen Lingxue to develop her career.
"Are you heading to the class reunion too? Get in, I'll give you a ride."
Zhang Xiaoxiao's smile was sweet, but Wang Hao knew she was up to no good.
Class reunion?
He hadn't attended before and was even less inclined now.
"No need, I have work later."
He tactfully declined Zhang Xiaoxiao, not wanting to stir up any trouble at this critical moment.
"Didn't you resign?"
With one sentence, Zhang Xiaoxiao left Wang Hao dumbfounded.
"Come on, get in. What are you being shy about with me?"
Zhang Xiaoxiao got out and dragged Wang Hao into the passenger seat.
"Weren't you working with Chen Lingxue to expand the overseas market? When did you come back?"
In the car, Wang Hao asked casually.
"Just returned this month. Uncle Chen's health isn't good, so we're staying in the country now."
Zhang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
"Oh?"
A glimmer of light flashed in Wang Hao's eyes.
Though he had moved on from Chen Lingxue long ago, with the end of the world looming, he couldn't help but have some thoughts.
Previously, with Chen Lingxue abroad, the opportunity was slim; but now that she's back, the opportunity is here.
"We're here!"
While Wang Hao was lost in thought, Zhang Xiaoxiao had already stopped the car.
It was a high-end private club.
After handing the car keys to the valet, Zhang Xiaoxiao led Wang Hao inside.
"Everyone, look who's here."
She pushed open the door of a private room, drawing all eyes inside toward them.
"Yo! Wang Hao! You showed up too, huh! Come, come, come, sit, sit, sit."
A male classmate enthusiastically came over to invite Wang Hao to sit.
The person was named Zhou Chenggong, formerly the top suitor of Chen Lingxue.
Because Wang Hao was quite close to Chen Lingxue and her friends, Zhou had tried to cozy up to Wang Hao, asking him to help pursue Chen Lingxue. In a way, they were quite familiar with each other.
The other classmates also greeted Wang Hao.
Chen Lingxue was there too.
She had shed her former naivety and grown even more beautiful and charming.
She gave Wang Hao a friendly smile.
Their relationship was still quite good, having often dined together in the cafeteria because of Zhang Xiaoxiao.
Then the bragging session began.
Everyone started speaking freely.
At school, everyone was about the same. But upon leaving, family advantages became apparent.
The people present mostly came from well-off families.
Each showcased their abilities, some joining their father's company, others became entrepreneurs and bosses.
The least successful among them became civil servants, enjoying stable jobs.
"Wang Hao! I heard you're doing well at ** Company? I had dinner with your general manager once. Want me to put in a good word for you?"
Zhou Chenggong suddenly looked at Wang Hao, adopting a superior air.
"That probably won't be necessary; Wang Hao already resigned a few days ago."
Before Wang Hao could speak, Zhang Xiaoxiao interjected.
"Resigned?"
Zhou Chenggong paused, then nodded:
"Makes sense, given the company's salary isn't great. I heard you were delivering food to earn money, which sounds tough. How about trying my company?"
The mention of delivering food changed the expressions of the classmates, their gaze at Wang Hao now tinged with disdain.
They were now considered elite in society.
Sitting with a food delivery guy was demeaning.
"Delivering food? Wang Hao, are you that strapped for cash?"
Zhang Xiaoxiao, seemingly just learning about this, looked at Wang Hao in surprise.
"Yeah, saving up some money to start a business."
Wang Hao smiled calmly.
His mind was crystal clear.
Zhou Chenggong and Zhang Xiaoxiao were performing a duet, trying to put him in a tough spot!
If they hadn't dug into his background, he'd chop off his head for them to play soccer with.
"Starting a business?"
Zhou Chenggong's eyes darted, a smile once again appeared on his face:
"That's interesting! What are you planning to do? Maybe in the future, I'll even be tagging along with you, Brother Hao."
"Just getting started, planning on doing some food wholesaling!"
Wang Hao said calmly.
"Food wholesaling? Is there money in that?"
A female classmate furrowed her brows.
Clearly, she had little interest in that field.
"Food wholesale requires a lot of capital, and you need a strong network of contacts in this industry. You need a lot of big clients for support, or else you'll end up with severe inventory pressure, making cash flow difficult."
Chen Lingxue spoke softly.
She was reminding Wang Hao that this line of work was tough.
"Food is never obsolete, no matter when. If a crisis pops up, or an apocalypse breaks out, I'll turn into a millionaire."
Wang Hao chuckled and scratched his head, subtly hinting at these people.
After all, they were old classmates, and it's good to lend a hand.
Especially since his former dream girl, Chen Lingxue, was there.
At class reunions, everyone shows off and mocks out of vanity.
In real life, many acquaintances, even relatives, like to badmouth behind your back.
It's human nature!
But they aren't malicious enough to wish you harm. In fact, if you ask for help, some of them might lend a hand.
So, considering old ties, Wang Hao felt it was right to give a friendly warning about such life-and-death matters.
Of course! It would be limited to just that!
"Crisis? An apocalypse?"
The crowd looked at each other, then burst into laughter.