Reborn: I'll Never Fail My Childhood Sweetheart Again Chapter 566 - 213: A Lesson Written in Blood! Another Big 3

A few days after the dinner party ended, Su Zelin received a call from an unknown number.

"Hello, is this President Su?"

The deep voice of a middle-aged man sounded familiar.

It didn’t take more than two seconds for him to recall.

"Director Zhang?"

Zhang Yuanhang’s father’s tone and inflection were very distinctive.

"Haha, it seems President Su isn’t one to forget things, you still rember ."

Zhang Baisheng laughed heartily.

They exchanged a few pleasantries, and Su Zelin felt a bit puzzled.

He didn’t understand why Zhang Baisheng would suddenly call him.

"I heard that at the Finance Academy, President Su is quite the talent, proficient in playing the guitar. Every ti there’s an arts night without you, it would lose its sparkle. It just so happens that I also used to play the guitar in my younger days, so we share a common hobby."

No wonder he’s a director-level leader, Zhang Baisheng is good at building relationships, starting from shared interests is a great way to connect. Just like when Su Zelin t Zhou Fuliang for the first ti, by discussing tea culture, he quickly bridged the gap with the president of Zhejiang University. This led to the successful establishnt of a branch at the university, and a valuable connection was made. Later, New Era expanded rapidly, opening three branches simultaneously at the Polytechnic University, Normal University, and Institute of Technology, all thanks to Zhou Fuliang’s networking.

"It’s been a long ti since I’ve been to a university campus to see an art performance. I’d like to take this Christmas to reminisce and appreciate President Su’s brilliant talent. I wonder if President Su could help with a couple of tickets, so my son and I can join the excitent?"

So, Zhang Baisheng and his son also want to co?

This surprised him once more.

And it seems they are coming specifically for him.

Several of Zhang Yuanhang’s girls are sponsors of this School of Economics and Managent’s Christmas Arts Night, so getting a couple of VIP tickets would be easy.

Yet he specifically reached out to him, which explained a lot.

Though I am the operations director of New Era, Zhang Yuanhang needs for various approvals like the second store and franchise discount policies.

However, for just that, there’s no need for Zhang Baisheng to lower his stature and express goodwill to a young man.

There must be other reasons!

Su Zelin’s mind raced, and soon an idea struck.

Perhaps this veteran has realized that I am the real helmsman of New Era!

Zhang Baisheng’s judgnt is keen; he definitely has a knack for reading people.

If he learns about my role, his attitude would undoubtedly change.

For a burgeoning company with such a strong montum, the potential of its leader is limitless, coupled with mutual benefits, it’s enough reason for Zhang Baisheng to lower his stance.

Though not the top-tier in Lin’an’s political circles, his connections are still quite useful for New Era’s current situation.

Given his proactive goodwill, of course, Su Zelin would have to oblige.

With this thought, he calmly said, "Director Zhang’s presence would be an honor, you’re most welco to co. Getting two VIP tickets is a trivial matter. Feel free to co over directly when the ti arrives!"

"Haha, thank you, President Su. Let’s chat more when we et!"

"Sure, talk later!"

...

After hanging up, Su Zelin imdiately dialed Tao Min’s number.

After a few rings, the other side picked up.

"Well, if it isn’t President Su, what brings you to call this humble girl?"

On the other end, Tao Min half-jokingly responded.

She sotis calls him junior, sotis a great talent, and other tis President Su, depending on her mood.

"Senior Sister Tao, between us, why speak as if I’m an outsider!"

He was a bit annoyed.

"Alright, alright, I apologize. You’re my dear one, happy?"

Tao Min chuckled like a hen and added, "As long as Panpan doesn’t mind."

"Oh, don’t mind at all. Panpan and I are just female friends!"

Su Zelin had a thick skin.

"Don’t ask, if you ask, the answer is always female friends, right? Gosh, you’re such a scumbag!"

Tao Min hit the nail on the head.

"Senior Sister, I’m not a scumbag; I just want to give every girl a ho!"

He unabashedly pulled out a classic scumbag line.

Tao Min: "..."

She was amused.

He made flirtation sound so inexplicably elegant, she was lost for words.

After so banter, Zelin got to the point: "Senior Sister, rember Director Zhang from the dinner the other day?"

"Of course, I rember!"

Tao Min responded without hesitation.

It was her first encounter with soone at a director level, and the powerful aura left a deep impression.

"He just called saying he used to play guitar when he was young and wants to watch the School of Economics and Managent’s Christmas Arts Night with his son, President Zhang of Taste Residence. Could you save two good VIP seats for them, preferably next to mine?"

Tao Min, now head of the school’s Arts Departnt, was the most convenient person to ask for VIP tickets to the arts night.

"What? Director Zhang and President Zhang are coming?"

Hearing this, Tao Min was imdiately surprised.

This is just a small departntal event, nothing compared to the whole university’s scale, yet it’s attracting a director-level guest.

Zhang Baisheng indeed counts as a VIP guest.

Clearly, Director Zhang is coming for this junior, not really to watch so arts performance.

Has his influence grown this big already?

"Alright, got it!"

Tao Min didn’t dare to delay and imdiately made the arrangents.

A few more days passed.

It was close to New Year’s.

Late autumn had fully settled in, but winter had not yet arrived.

With morning classes finished, the group from room 302 headed to the cafeteria.

"Swish!"

The autumn wind blew, and yellowing dry leaves spun as they gently fell.