If he shows low emotional intelligence toward you, it only means you're insignificant in his eyes.
Just like now, every word he said was laced with flattery toward Jiang Cheng.
Although Wang Congcong was the son of the richest man.
But who didn't know that this so-called richest man was merely a figurehead?
In a country as vast as China, there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons everywhere.
The real dragons are all hidden in the shadows.
Take Jiang Cheng, for example, the son of a construction company CEO.
Yet, he had a massive sum of 1.4 billion in his bank account.
Behind a seemingly ordinary family lay a terrifying background.
So, he didn't dare to put on airs in front of Jiang Cheng.
Today, he had even driven out alone, without bringing a driver or Bodyguards as he usually did.
The two of them chatted casually while slurping their noodles.
They finished the two bowls of noodles in less than ten minutes.
Stepping out the door, Wang Congcong pressed the remote for the pink rolls-royce cullinan parked next to Jiang Cheng's car.
"Yo, this car of yours is quite flashy, isn't it? I really couldn't tell—don't tell me your underwear is this color too?" Jiang Cheng glanced at Wang Congcong thoughtfully.
"You don't understand; this is called 'lady-killer' color. Most girls get really hyped when they see this car," Wang Congcong said proudly.
Jiang Cheng rubbed his chin. "You still need to rely on a car? With your face as the national husband, girls already get hyped just seeing you walk out."
Wang Congcong waved his hand. "That's just nonsense from netizens. If people knew about your existence, they'd be the ones truly getting hyped."
Jiang Cheng patted Wang Congcong on the shoulder. "You're the best at playing it cool. Let's go."
"Alright then, I'll lead the way in front."
The rolls-royce cullinan and the porsche 918 drove toward the Wanda Plaza in Shanghai.
The Shanghai Wanda Plaza was one of the most important projects in the Wanda Group's product line.
It was located in the city-level commercial sub-center of Shanghai—Wujiaochang.
Wujiaochang dominated the central area of the Yangpu District.
Its location was excellent, bordered by Songhu Road to the east, Handan Road to the south, Zhengtong Road to the north, and Guobin Road to the west, connecting to the Wujiaochang Sunken Plaza.
It possessed a mature and favorable commercial atmosphere and consumer market, making it very suitable for an office area.
After getting out of their cars, two middle-aged men in suits, accompanied by several Bodyguards, were already there to greet them.
"Young Master Wang, Young Master Jiang, you've arrived."
Wang Congcong nodded and then began to introduce the place to Jiang Cheng in detail.
"I've picked out a spot with the best foot traffic and location for you. We have three buildings here in the East District. Most of the South District seems to have been sold already, and the Central District is for hotels and not for sale. You can buy a single floor or multiple floors. See what you think of the location. If it doesn't work, I'll take you to look at the other districts."
Listening to Wang Congcong's introduction, Jiang Cheng was somewhat surprised.
Rumor had it that Wang Congcong wasn't familiar with his family's business at all. Sure enough, rumors were just rumors and couldn't be trusted.
Jiang Cheng pointed to the middle building in the East District. "Is that one sold?"
For his future business empire, Jiang Cheng definitely needed a commercial headquarters building of his own.
Wang Congcong turned to the two middle-aged men. "Is that building sold?"
Seeing Wang Congcong ask, the leader, Zhang Lin, immediately said, "That building in the East District hasn't been sold yet."
Jiang Cheng nodded. "Then let's go take a look."
"Alright." Wang Congcong nodded and continued to lead the way, carefully introducing the nearby business district and facilities to Jiang Cheng.