Cheng Wei sped towards the airport.
His heart was racing, for he knew very well the status of his company's top boss.
Born in Hong Kong, Cheng Wei harbored a general disdain for people from mainland China, believing that the moon shone brighter elsewhere.
This sentiment was shared by many young people today who, lacking any real substance, were easily swayed by foreigners, completely forgetting who gave birth to them and raised them.
There was never a shortage of such ungrateful individuals, who, having been on their knees for too long, forgot how to stand up.
As Cheng Wei neared the airport, he made a phone call.
"Hello, are you Liu Xiaomeng?" Cheng Wei asked.
"Who is this?" the voice on the other end replied.
"It's Cheng Wei. My father asked me to contact you," Cheng Wei introduced himself.
"Ah, it's Young Master Cheng. Have you arrived? We're at parking lot three. Come over here," Liu Xiaomeng said.
"Alright, wait for me there, I'll be there shortly," Cheng Wei replied, hanging up the phone and steering his car towards parking lot three.
At parking lot three, a stretched Lincoln and two business vans were waiting, cars Cheng Qinian had specifically rented.
Since his family lacked resources in Shanghai, they had to rent presentable vehicles to welcome important guests.
"Young Master Cheng?" Liu Xiaomeng approached a Mercedes pulling up beside their cars and asked.
"It's me," Cheng Wei replied, stepping out of the car and nodding.
"Young Master Cheng, the plane has landed. You should call them to confirm their location," Liu Xiaomeng said.
"Okay," Cheng Wei nodded and returned to his car to make a call.
He didn't have their contact details, so Cheng Wei first called his father, asking him to make the contact.
After all, he wasn't qualified to directly contact their big boss. It was best for Cheng Qinian to make the initial contact.
Soon, Cheng Qinian called back, telling Cheng Wei to wait at parking lot three, as the big boss would be out shortly.
About ten minutes later, seven or eight people approached, with Cheng Wei's company's big boss walking like a dog behind an old man. The others in the entourage were clearly staff.
"Impressive for someone coming to invest in China. They've brought along what appear to be professional talents."
"President Biliert, hello, I am Cheng Wei, Cheng Qinian's son. My father asked me to pick you up." Cheng Wei took a few quick steps forward, extending his right hand in a show of courtesy.
Biliert, knowing someone was coming to meet him, showed no surprise and said in a somewhat flat tone, "Take us to the hotel to rest first."
"Certainly, certainly. I'll take you to the best hotel in Shanghai. Please, rest yourselves," Cheng Wei said with a fawning smile.
Though Biliert appeared aloof to Cheng Wei, he bowed and scraped in front of the old man, maintaining a respectful distance of one meter, not daring to step out of line.
Cheng Wei was very curious about the old man's identity. Judging by Biliert's attitude, he was undoubtedly an elder in their family.
As Cheng Wei led everyone towards the stretched Lincoln, he attempted to open the car doors for them, only to be pushed aside by Biliert. The force of the push almost made him lose his balance.
Biliert then bowed and said, "Old Patriarch, please get in."
The old man said nothing, simply getting into the car and closing his eyes to rest.
After closing the car door, Biliert turned to Cheng Wei and said coldly, "Who do you think you are, trying to steal my opportunity to curry favor?"
Cheng Wei: "......"
"What the hell...."
"I don't even know that old man, how could I steal your chance to curry favor?"
Cheng Wei dared not utter a word when scolded. While he felt some resentment when scolded by Qin Kaihu at home, he now responded with utmost respect to Biliert's reprimand.
"Truly worshipping foreign things? Are foreigners really superior?"
"Um... President Biliert, I truly didn't mean to. I apologize," Cheng Wei quickly apologized and then continued, "President Biliert, who is that old gentleman with you?"
"His status is exceedingly noble. You are not yet qualified to know his identity," Biliert replied before walking to a business van, opening the door, and getting in.
He didn't even have the privilege of sitting in the same car as the old man.
Cheng Wei was stunned. "If your status is already so high, how can there be someone you look up to?"
"Does that mean I have to worship him too?"
Cheng Wei looked at Liu Xiaomeng, who was standing dazed nearby, and said, "Get ready to depart. The Holiday Dynasty Hotel. Instruct your people to drive to the hotel as quickly as possible."
"Understood, Young Master Cheng," Liu Xiaomeng nodded. They were paid to do a job, and the client's word was law.
Cheng Wei estimated the time; even driving at top speed, they would reach the hotel around two o'clock. He feared that by the time the banquet ended, no one would see him, and then how would he show off his status? Who would he show off to?
He planned to book several rooms at the Holiday Dynasty Hotel for Biliert and his entourage to stay in.
The Holiday Dynasty was one of the best hotels in Shanghai, so going there was only natural.
"Dad, I've picked them up," Cheng Wei said, calling Cheng Qinian after getting into the car.
"Good. Treat the big boss with utmost care. We'll see if we can follow the big boss into the mainland's market this time," Cheng Qinian's voice came through.
"I know," Cheng Wei replied.
He then continued, "Dad, I have something else to tell you. It seems the big boss is also running errands this time."
"Hmm???"
Cheng Qinian was taken aback for a moment and then eagerly asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"The big boss came with an old man, and the big boss acted like a dog in front of him. Isn't that like running errands?" Cheng Wei said, then paused before continuing, "Dad, do you know if there's any bigger figure behind the big boss?"
"I've heard something about that. It's said to be a major European family, and their family is one of the oldest in the world. It should be someone from that family who came. If that's the case, you need to seize this opportunity even more. Show them a hundredfold respect and let them see our sincerity."
Cheng Qinian recalled what Biliert had told him earlier.
"Yes, I understand," Cheng Wei nodded heavily. He suddenly remembered Biliert calling the old man "Old Patriarch," so his status must indeed be very high.
"Alright, call me if anything else comes up," Cheng Qinian said and hung up the phone.
Cheng Wei breathed a sigh of relief and drove the car rapidly towards the Holiday Dynasty Hotel.
Upon arriving at the Holiday Dynasty Hotel, it was almost two o'clock.
Cheng Wei quickly got out of the car, but someone was faster than him: Biliert.
Biliert quickly walked towards the stretched Lincoln and respectfully opened the car door.
"President Biliert, I'll go and get the rooms ready first. Please wait for me in the lobby," Cheng Wei said, then ran towards the hotel reception.
He glanced around, looking to see if he might encounter anyone from the Qin family.