C28 The Richest Is My Little Brother

Yee Qingsong casually reclined in his chair, a peculiar smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

He had done his homework before returning and discovered that Zhang Chen was unemployed, a drifter of sorts.

This situation had embarrassed the Lin family, and he certainly wasn't going to miss the chance to mock them. It was the perfect opportunity to show Lin Zhiqing that he was far superior to Zhang Chen!

Zhang Chen, fully aware of the undercurrents, responded cheerfully, "I'm merely a fisherman, casting my nets by the seaside."

Lin Zhiqing bit her lip, struggling to suppress her giggles, her body shaking involuntarily with the effort.

She had an epiphany that Zhang Chen wasn't entirely worthless; he often had a knack for saying the most surprising things.

His remark caused both Lee Fengqin and Yee Qingsong to scowl.

Fishing?

Lee Fengqin wavered, tempted to chastise Zhang Chen, but ultimately she held her tongue.

With a chuckle, Yee Qingsong pressed on, "And how much do you pull in a month?"

Zhang Chen feigned contemplation before answering, "That's tough to pin down. It's all about luck. On a regular day, catching little fish and shrimp might net me a few dozen yuan."

"But on a day like today, when luck's on my side and I land some big catch, I stand to make quite a bit more."

Lin Zhiqing ducked her head, her laughter now barely contained.

Yee Qingsong was taken aback once more.

After a pause, Yee Qingsong offered a condescending smile, "Your earnings aren't exactly impressive. Even if you were this lucky every day, you'd barely make 3,000 yuan."

Zhang Chen hastily gestured, "No, today was just a stroke of good fortune. I heard this one drifted all the way from the Pacific Ocean. It's a real delicacy!"

Lin Zhiqing couldn't hold back her laughter any longer.

Yet, Yee Qingsong remained oblivious to the jest, his disdain growing.

Three thousand yuan?

The contempt in Lee Fengqin's eyes intensified.

Promptly, Yee Qingsong proposed with a grin, "Here's an idea. I've just returned, and my family has already lined up a job for me."

"I'm now a real estate sales manager at Dafu Group."

"We're actually short a security guard at the office. Would you be interested in applying?"

After finishing his statement, he arrogantly crossed his legs with a self-satisfied air.

Zhang Chen paused, momentarily taken aback. The Dafu Group? Was he an underling of the wealthiest man?

Quickly, a spark of understanding lit up Zhang Chen's eyes. He too crossed his legs and drawled, "Oh, so you work for Chen Dafu."

"I might give up being a security guard, but maybe one day I'll put in a good word for you with Chen Dafu, help you climb the ladder."

"Considering a manager's role seems somewhat beneath you."

His words left everyone dumbfounded.

Their eyes bulged as they stared at Zhang Chen, wondering if they had misheard.

Yee Qingsong's brow furrowed, and he clarified, "You must have misunderstood. I'm referring to Ningzhou's leading business, the Dafu Group."

Zhang Chen, with a look of genuine confusion, spread his hands and said, "Right, and isn't Chen Dafu their chairman? There's only one Chen Dafu in Ningzhou, after all."

Yee Qingsong was at a loss for words.

Zhang Chen was so clueless!

Lee Fengqin snapped out of it and lashed out, "Zhang Chen, be quiet! You have no right to speak about Director Chen!"

"You're completely oblivious! Landing a job as a security guard at Dafu Group is already the luckiest break you could get!"

"And here you are, boasting!"

"If anyone overheard what you've just said, you'd drag the entire Lin family down with you! Keep your mouth shut!"

Her eyes filled with endless loathing as she finished speaking.

Lin Zhiqing was flabbergasted, looking at Zhang Chen in bewilderment. She hadn't noticed before how pretentious Zhang Chen could be!

Zhang Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

He was merely stating facts. Why was he being berated?

A smirk crept onto Yee Qingsong's lips as he quickly interjected, "Don't worry, Auntie. After all, Zhang Chen is family. We wouldn't dream of spreading his words."

Zhang Chen and they were family?

Zhang Chen's eyebrows arched, a glint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Lee Fengqin chuckled once more, "Qingsong, you always know just what to say to please everyone!"

Zhang Chen pursed his lips, muttering to himself, "Nowadays, even pets are considered part of the family, aren't they?"

Lin Zhiqing's mouth twitched again, her emotions a mix of irritation and amusement.

Lee Fengqin failed to grasp the subtext in Zhang Chen's remarks. She scolded him once more, "Stop standing around and thank Qingsong already. He's going out of his way to get you a job, you know!"

Zhang Chen waved off the suggestion with impatience. "It's just a security position at Dafu Group. I can talk to Chen Dafu myself."

"Brother, are you looking for a promotion? Just let me know which role you're eyeing, and I'll speak to Chen Dafu for you."

"We're family after all. No need for formalities between us."

Indeed, it's natural for everyone to look out for their own son.

Zhang Chen, of course, left that thought unspoken.

"You!"

Lee Fengqin's breath hitched in her chest.

Lin Zhiqing couldn't help but furrow her brow; Zhang Chen was clearly overstepping.

Yee Qingsong's annoyance was palpable. "Mr. Zhang Chen, that's not something you can say. You're in no position to give orders to someone like Director Chen."

"Behaving this way could spell trouble for the Lin family."

Zhang Chen rolled his eyes in frustration. "Enough already. I speak the truth, and yet it displeases you. Fine, keep your manager job—I'm washing my hands of it."

"You've completely missed the kindness I was offering."