How A Ride-Hailing Driver Comes To Dominate The World? [EN]: Chapter 34

The 34th Chapter: Zhang Hengzhi Ambush Yang Chen – “Why Can’t a Didi Driver Have Some Money?”

Soon, the maintenance shop employees finished the deodorizing work.

Yang Chen paid the bill and immediately drove away.

Yang Chen was quite annoyed to have encountered such an oddball on his first ride of the day.

But now that he had received two system rewards in a row, his mood improved again.

Yang Chen kept busy until 5:00 PM, then stopped taking orders and headed home.

As Yang Chen approached his doorstep, he saw several people dressed as chefs waiting outside the gate.

There were also many ingredients and cooking utensils at the door.

Yang Chen stopped the car, opened the window, and asked, “What’s going on here?”

The one in the lead, presumably the head chef, quickly replied, “Are you Mr. Yang? We’re here on Miss Xue’s orders, waiting for you to return so we can prepare a lavish dinner for you and Miss Xue.”

When he left in the morning, Yang Chen had indeed invited Xue Yinong and Li Lanxin to come over for dinner.

However, Yang Chen had only expected Li Lanxin to cook a few simple dishes, not this elaborate setup.

They had even specially invited several chefs to cook, which suggested that Xue Yinong’s family was not simple.

Yang Chen quickly opened the electric gate, drove in, and then told the chefs to move the things into the kitchen.

When the system rewarded Yang Chen with the villa, it had already equipped it with all the necessities.

The chefs couldn’t help but marvel at the fully equipped kitchen.

“My god, he has everything, even more professional than us.”

“All brand names! My god, this kitchen knife is a Nesmuk. They say one of these costs 600,000 [currency not specified, but implying a significant amount].”

“This faucet is made of gold.”

“These bowls and plates are so exquisite. Are they antiques?”

…

Seeing his assistants and apprentices acting like they had never seen the world, head chef Zhang Junhao quickly instructed, “Be careful, don’t break anything. Those bowls and plates don’t look simple. They might be antiques. The patterns on them are similar to the blue and white porcelain I saw at Miss Xue’s house before. I’m warning you, put your heart and soul into this. If you chip or break anything, the consequences will be unimaginable. Do you all understand?”

The assistants and apprentices quickly nodded in response.

“This is the first time I’ve felt like cooking is as stressful as being in jail.”

“Anyone who Miss Xue values so much must be extraordinary.”

“I always thought Miss Xue’s family was rich enough, but I didn’t expect there to be someone even richer than her. Tsk tsk tsk… I don’t even dare to use this golden faucet, what if I wear off some of the gold dust? Will he blame me?”

…

At that moment, Yang Chen arrived.

“Chefs, are you missing anything? I can go buy it now,” Yang Chen said with a smile.

Head chef Zhang Junhao quickly replied, “No, no! Mr. Yang has everything here, even more complete than our kitchen. You go and rest, we’ll call you when it’s ready.”

Yang Chen nodded and said, “Okay! Then I’ll leave it to you all.”

Yang Chen went upstairs to take a shower and changed his clothes before coming downstairs.

At that moment, Xue Yinong and Li Lanxin arrived.

Li Lanxin was carrying Moutai [a type of Chinese liquor] and Romanee-Conti [a very expensive Burgundy wine].

If it was an auction-level Romanee-Conti, a bottle would cost over a million [currency not specified, but implying a significant amount].

It was obvious that Xue Yinong was going all out to befriend this mysterious, young, and wealthy Yang Chen.

Yang Chen stepped forward to greet them.

“Come in,” he said, “Miss Xue, Auntie Lan, welcome to my humble abode. Your arrival brings great honor to my home.”

Xue Yinong smiled slightly, displaying the demeanor of a lady from a prominent family, and replied, “It’s our honor to be guests at Mr. Yang’s home.”

“I thought Auntie Lan was just coming over to cook some home-style meals, but I didn’t expect Miss Xue to be so serious and even hire chefs,” Yang Chen said with a smile.

“They are chefs from our hotel. I temporarily pulled them over. Mr. Yang, please don’t mind. They often come over to cook for me,” Xue Yinong replied.

Yang Chen nodded and invited them to sit down.

In just a short while, Li Lanxin had observed Yang Chen’s living room thoroughly.

It seemed that the most conspicuous things were the magnificent chandeliers and other decorations, but the most valuable items were the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.

If those were all genuine, each piece of calligraphy and painting would be worth millions or even tens of millions [currency not specified, but implying a significant amount].

It was hard to imagine the wealth of someone who could spend so lavishly.

Just as the three of them sat down, the kitchen started serving dishes.

As expected of chefs from a large hotel, the dishes they made were truly a feast for the eyes, nose, and taste buds.

Even ordinary dishes like Ants Climbing a Tree [a Sichuan dish of ground meat and glass noodles] and Beef Stew with Potatoes looked better than what you would get in a restaurant.

The main thing was that the ingredients were very particular.

Top-grade Wagyu beef, tuna, and even artificially raised baby fish.

Soon, the dishes filled the entire table.

Yang Chen invited Li Lanxin to sit down and eat together, but she didn’t dare to, staying outside with the chefs, allowing Yang Chen and Xue Yinong to share the dinner.

Xue Yinong really wanted to know Yang Chen’s true identity, but she couldn’t ask directly, so she kept asking questions to test him.

Xue Yinong: “What does Mr. Yang usually like to eat? I don’t know if these dishes suit your taste?”

Yang Chen: “Don’t laugh at me, Miss Xue. I used to eat quite well when I was a kid, but later I didn’t eat so well. This is the best meal I’ve had since graduating from college.”

Xue Yinong thought, “It seems he really is a young and rich heir from a mysterious family. He lived well at home before, but after coming out to gain experience, he didn’t eat so well.”

What Yang Chen meant was that his life was very good when his parents were still around.

Later, after his parents passed away, and he was saving money to marry Zhao Feifei, his life was very hard, and he hadn’t eaten anything good.

However, Xue Yinong’s interpretation was different.

Xue Yinong: “What kind of cars does Mr. Yang like? I saw you driving a Buick before, and then you switched to a Passat.”

She deliberately said Passat, but she knew that Yang Chen was now driving a Phaeton.

Yang Chen: “Of course, I like sports cars. But my current situation doesn’t allow me to drive a sports car. Maybe I’ll have to wait a while.”

Xue Yinong thought, “I knew it, he’s currently undergoing family training and can’t drive a flashy sports car. But when he passes the family training and regains his identity as a young master from a wealthy family, he can drive a sports car. It’s just like in the novels, after three years, he’ll go home to inherit the family fortune.”

…

Xue Yinong asked more than a dozen questions, and Yang Chen answered truthfully, but she forcibly misinterpreted all of them.

After dinner, Xue Yinong invited Yang Chen to go for a walk.

A walk would help with digestion, so Yang Chen agreed.

The chefs cleaned up the table and kitchen and quickly left.

Afterward, Yang Chen locked the door and went out for a walk with Xue Yinong.

Unknowingly, the two of them walked out of the residential area.

This was a villa district, and villa districts have one characteristic: they are quiet, or in other words, remote.

The two of them didn’t know how long they had been walking, and they were chatting happily when suddenly a group of people rushed out from under the ornamental trees on the left.

Upon closer inspection, Yang Chen saw that some of them were Zhang Hengzhi’s men.

Obviously, Zhang Hengzhi had kept his promise and found people to beat up Yang Chen under the cover of darkness.

“Where’s Zhang Hengzhi? Is he hiding in the dark, afraid to show his face?” Yang Chen shouted loudly.

At that moment, a person walked out of the darkness under the ornamental trees by the roadside. It was Zhang Hengzhi.

“Little thief, you’re really unlucky. I waited for you on my first day here. I thought you would drive out in your sports car, but I didn’t expect you to just walk out like this. Too bad for you, you’re going to suffer tonight,” Zhang Hengzhi said arrogantly.

Xue Yinong quickly asked, “Who are you people? Don’t you know who he is?”

Zhang Hengzhi laughed loudly and said, “Beauty, you’re quite pretty. Listen up, I don’t change my name or my surname. My name is Zhang Hengzhi, and my father is Zhang Yaowu, the chairman of Yaowu Group. I don’t want to involve you in my feud with this kid. You just stand aside and don’t get in the way, and I won’t hurt you. As for who he is, hehe, isn’t he just the second-largest shareholder of the Peninsula Hotel? I’m not afraid. Once my family’s company is successfully listed, we’ll have tens of billions in assets. Why would I be afraid of a second shareholder of the Peninsula Hotel?”

Xue Yinong showed a contemptuous smile, thinking, “Idiot, you’re really blind. Can’t you see that he’s a young master from a hidden family? Driving a Phaeton as a Didi driver, living in a mansion worth over 400 million [currency not specified, but implying a significant amount], and the furniture and decorations inside are more expensive than the villa itself. Is someone like that just the second-largest shareholder of the Peninsula Hotel? How stupid. This is a good opportunity to do him a favor.”