Zhou Kai took Lin Chuan and the others around for a tour inside, approximately three to five hundred square meters on the first floor. Three floors as a bathhouse, barely enough.

"Can't compare with the Qinghua Pool of the Northeast Tiger." Zhou Kai said with a laugh.

"It's enough." Lin Chuan made a decision, saying, "This place has a good location, bordering on Huai Mountain South Road, convenient transportation. Most importantly, it's slightly secluded, which gives many men some privacy when they come here. Unlike Qinghua Pool, located right on Huai Mountain South Road, bustling with people, it's a bit embarrassing to enter. And, there's a large open space at the entrance, enough for parking. It's just..."

"What?" Zhou Kai asked.

"The renovation might cost around five or six hundred thousand." Mentioning money, everyone felt it was a bit troublesome.

After all, even if you have a gold mine to exploit, you still need an initial investment. Without the initial investment, the gold mine surely won't just come out from the mine by itself, right?

Everyone fell silent.

At this moment, Zhou Kai said, "Brother Chuanzi, don't we still have some funds on hand?"

"Yeah, still over three hundred thousand," Lin Chuan nodded.

"That's enough!" Zhou Kai heard and laughed, "Six hundred thousand for renovation. Three hundred thousand for initial investment, that should be enough, right? We can earn the rest progressively."

"But, we still owe the boss of Feixiang Transport Company several hundred thousand." Lin Chuan said with a wry smile, "You guys mustn't forget this."

"This…" Zhou Kai hesitated for a moment, then said, "That's okay too, we're setting up a bathhouse, we can invite him to buy shares. With such a profitable project, I don't believe he wouldn't invest."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan laughed, "Hmm, that's a good idea."

However, whether to buy shares or not is still up to the other party to decide. If they aren't willing to invest, there's nothing we can do.

For this, Lin Chuan specially made a call to them. The other party thought for a long time and ultimately refused. However, he stated that Lin Chuan and the others could defer their payment for a while. They could pay slowly after the bathhouse opens. He wasn't in urgent need of the money now and instead, was very keen to make friends with Lin Chuan.

Upon knowing the situation, everyone was overjoyed.

"Great, now we can finally renovate the bathhouse," Zhou Kai couldn't help but exclaim with joy.

Opening a bathhouse is a good option for many men. At the very least, they wouldn't have to worry about pursuing women in the future. What's commonly known as a bathhouse is more colloquially called a bathing city. Everyone is well aware of what hidden in there.

Eventually, everyone decided to start working on this immediately.

Perhaps, running a bathhouse was the most important and urgent matter for them at the moment. After all, this project could make a fortune daily. Once it opens early, they could sit in the office and count money every day.

After finalizing the plan, Lin Chuan left the task for Zhou Kai and others to handle. As for himself, he still had to go to work at the City Committee. No matter how much money he made, he was always just Yumeng's driver, this was beyond doubt.

The City Committee began work on the eighth day of the new year.

Actually, according to the holiday announcement, they were supposed to resume work on the seventh. The policy was set as such, but it turned into something else when implemented at lower levels. This was a favorable situation for the grassroots, so naturally, no one was eager to burst the bubble.

Lin Chuan drove the old Jeep to the City Committee.

The security guard at the entrance immediately opened the gate when he saw Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan had left a deep impression on him. Not to mention being beaten a few times, even Vice Secretary Song couldn't do anything about him. It shows that this guy must be well-covered by Secretary Tang.

"Lin Chuan, Happy New Year," the chief of security hurried over and offered a cigarette to Lin Chuan.

"Happy New Year," Lin Chuan accepted the cigarette, then turned and headed to the City Committee building, leaving the chief standing dumbfounded. His expression changed uncertainly, and he couldn't help but curse, "What a fu**ing act, acting all high and mighty, do you really think you're some big shot?"

The lounge.

Filled with candies and fruits.

Just as he entered the lounge, he ran into the head of the personnel department. This belly-sticking fat man greeted Lin Chuan with a bright smile, "Lin Chuan, you're here? Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year," Lin Chuan nodded.

"Quick, quick, come in and sit," the head of the personnel department quickly nodded, saying, "We're about to start the personnel meeting."

This guy seemed to have developed selective amnesia, apparently forgetting completely about his behavior before the holidays. Suddenly, he became Lin Chuan's good friend, which Lin Chuan found hard to adjust to. How can this fat man be so thick-skinned? Doesn't he know there is still shame in this world?

Inside the lounge, dozens of people were packed full, except for a small stool near the door, there were basically no seats left. The Song brothers were sitting in the frontmost and best position, and in front of them, there was the highest position, likely meant for the minister.

Lin Chuan was puzzled, Luo Guoqing came too?

This kid initially said he was quitting and starting his own transport company, right? Why did he suddenly show up again? Does that fatso actually want to keep Luo Guoqing? Luo Guoqing waved to Lin Chuan, seemingly inviting Lin Chuan to squeeze in next to him.

The Song brothers watched Lin Chuan with smug faces, as if the trap was set especially for him. That stool at the entrance, completely out of place. Whoever ends up taking that stool, chances are they're not going to have an easy year.

Seeing Lin Chuan ignoring him, Luo Guoqing thought Lin Chuan hadn't noticed him. He quickly stood up and said, "Lin Chuan, come squeeze in here."

However, Lin Chuan paid no mind and walked straight towards the Song brothers.

At this moment, the Song brothers got a bit panicky. In terms of physical prowess, they were certainly no match for Lin Chuan. As for backing, it seemed Lin Chuan was not lacking either. About that incident before the New Year, they had heard from their uncle; ******** personally made a phone call. Such backing was truly unmatched. Although they were sure this backing wasn't Lin Chuan's own. But since someone dared to protect Lin Chuan the first time, wouldn't they likely do it again?

"What are you trying to do?" Song Wen nervously watched Lin Chuan.

"Nothing." Lin Chuan, with a cigarette in his mouth, chuckled: "Just finding a spot to sit."

"You..."

Before the two could react, and before anyone else in the resting room could, Lin Chuan had already settled himself in the chief's seat. That was the best armchair, the HR Director's spot no less, unexpectedly now occupied by Lin Chuan. Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Lin Chuan, are you crazy?" Song Wu angrily said: "That's not a seat meant for you!"

"Then where should I sit?" Lin Chuan asked.

"Wherever there's an empty spot, just sit there!" Song Wen coldly sneered, his eyes involuntarily scanning towards that little stool at the entrance.

"Exactly." Lin Chuan nodded, saying: "I didn't snatch your spot. The seat was empty; what does it matter if I sit here?"

"Damn it, this is Minister Chen's spot." Song Wen glared at Lin Chuan.

"Who decided that?" Lin Chuan challenged.

At this moment, Minister Chen, with a microphone in hand, walked briskly toward the resting room from his office. However, upon reaching the entrance, he found that Lin Chuan, that rascal, had already taken his spot.

The resting room fell utterly silent, almost suffocatingly so. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan, for his part, was nonchalantly knocking his crossed legs and puffing on his cigarette, completely embodying the lordly manner.

"Ah, good, very good." Minister Chen chuckled; "Alright, let's begin the meeting."

Having said that, Minister Chen, with his corpulent body, took a seat on that three-legged stool by the door. That stool, shaky and most crucially, half a length shorter than any other folding chair or armchair in the resting room. As Minister Chen plonked down, his head almost vanished under the table surface, leaving only his voice audible in the room, though his figure was unseen.

The crowd was in uproar. Even Minister Chen had to give three parts respect to Lin Chuan; this… this was simply astonishing.

"Damn it, that kid's smug again." Song Wen gritted his teeth.

"Indeed." Song Wu was somewhat resentful, yet he also dared not speak his mind.

In the resting room, everyone started looking at Lin Chuan with new eyes. They all knew about Lin Chuan's exploits before the New Year; this kid was brazen enough not just to storm the police station, but he also beat up the riot police brutally, absolutely kicking someone when they're down. It was said this kid even chopped off the arm of the police chief of Huai Mountain South Road station. Yet, with such a big incident, this guy was walking around as if nothing had happened. It was truly unimaginable.

"I've heard about this too." A man nodded.

"That's awesome." A few people whispered among themselves.

It seemed they were discussing this matter. The group found it incredible. While talking, they couldn't help but look up at Lin Chuan.

"It looks like Song Wen and Song Wu are going to have a tough time from now on." Someone quipped with a grin.

"About time someone put them in their place." Others silently rejoiced.

The murmuring seemed to grow louder; Minister Chen became somewhat annoyed, he shouted into the microphone: "Stop the noise, do we still want to have this meeting, or should you continue your idle chatter?"

"Minister Chen, this guy Lin Chuan really doesn't take you seriously," Song Wen stood up, cursing: "He's even taking off his shoes and socks and picking at his toes while you're talking!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Minister Chen chuckled: "Casual, just casual, ow…"

Thump…

The three-legged stool was ultimately unstable, and Minister Chen crashed to the ground.

The resting room instantly descended into chaos. Minister Chen banged his head on the large thigh of the meeting table, crying out in pain, and his head immediately swelled up quite a bit. Thus, the meeting was called off. The room again descended into a noisy scene.

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