Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

Everyone in the small shop looked at him.

He just smiled without saying a word.

Those who were impatient were scratching their heads anxiously.

The quick-witted ones immediately understood, and one of them shouted to the shop owner inside who was also listening with curiosity, "Serve my Brother Wang the best stir-fried beef, he loves that, and bring a bottle of your best wine, put it all on my tab."

"Got it!" The owner went to get busy.

Only then did Brother Wang smile and say to everyone, "This matter, you better not spread it around. If President Sun finds out that I let it out, I won't be let off easily."

Wow, this kind of teasing made everyone even more curious.

Brother Wang had some patience too, waiting until his stir-fried beef was served, taking a big bite, sipping some wine, and finally started to speak slowly.

"Speaking of President Sun of Star Point, we can't not mention Zhang Mazai, the overlord of Hengdian back in those days."

"Oh wow, he has a connection with him?" everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Mazai, once a kingpin in Hengdian's streets, started as a hooligan, worked as an extra, group leader, casting director, and assistant director, he was living it large in those days.

As for later, of course, he ended up working on a sewing machine under the might of socialism's iron fist.

Crackdowns swept him away.

Although there's little news about him recently, everyone knows about his past as a kingpin.

"Of course, it was Zhang Mazai who drove my Brother Sun away, no, I should say my Brother Sun away.

You've heard the backstory, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west, don't underestimate a young lad who's broke, isn't it? Brother Sun came back with his company.

And as for Zhang Mazai who bullied him before? " He looked around and asked.

Everyone chuckled awkwardly, "Of course, he ended up on the sewing machine."

"Exactly." Brother Wang slapped his thigh, quickly taking a few more bites of beef, talking while chewing, "My Brother Sun is the triumphant return, got it?"

Already a bit tipsy after just two drinks, every other word out of his mouth was my Brother Sun.

Suddenly, the once noisy small shop fell silent.

Brother Wang didn't even realize something was off, still bragging, "If any of you want to join my Brother Sun's crew, it's all good, leave it to me, I'll put in a good word for you, it'll definitely work, my Brother Sun is a loyal guy.

Back in those days..."

"What happened back in those days?" a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

He shivered all over, realizing something was amiss.

Old Huang, sitting across from him, was looking behind him with a fawning expression, as were the others, all holding their breath looking in the same direction.

"Brother Sun, no… President Sun, what brings you to this small shop? Are you here for a meal? A boss as big as yourself, how can you eat in a place like this? Let me take you to a really good restaurant, with a great atmosphere."

Brother Wang turned his head to see who it was, almost bursting into tears.

His words were 30% true, 70% false.

The experiences were true, but the depth of their relationship was exaggerated, it was all just his bragging.

Back then, he merely had a few encounters with Sun Dacheng, familiar enough to call each other by name.

"Hello, President Sun!" he got a positive answer from Brother Wang.

Everyone also greeted warmly.

"Hello everyone, I'm just here for a meal, you all go on with your own business, no need to mind me." Sun Dacheng waved warmly, looking friendly and approachable.

Then patting the shoulder of the bragging king, gave a greeting, drawing envious glances from around.

He didn't say anything about being annoyed, which moved him greatly, that was him giving face, without exposing his brag in front of everyone.

He cleared the stuff on his table neatly, wiping the chair with his sleeve, "President Sun, please have a seat here, nowhere else is available."

"Alright, thanks!"

Sun Dacheng plopped down readily on the chair, the previous aura vanishing instantly, looking no different than an ordinary extra actor.

If you disregarded the expensive clothes he was wearing.

Instantly making everyone in the small shop feel close.

Seems like Old Wang wasn't lying.

President Sun indeed carries the aura of our Hengdian troop actors.

After all these years, hasn't forgotten his roots, quite rare indeed.

Having money but still lowering himself to eat in a place like this.

"Boss, I'd like to order!"

"Sure! Coming, what would you like to eat? Our small shop has xxxxxx."

The owner's spiel was familiar, Sun Dacheng ordered quite a few dishes, asking, "Do you have crayfish here? Get me a few pounds of oil-braised ones."

"We have, just a moment." The owner hurried to the back kitchen.

Soon, the dishes were all served.

"Enjoy your meal!" said the owner and left.

"Wait, bring another set of tableware." Sun Dacheng instructed.

The owner understood right away, knowing there's another guest to come.

During the wait for the others, those not far away discussed in whispers.

[Someone who can keep President Sun waiting, must be quite significant]

[Of course, but... President Sun is such a big boss, normally he wouldn't invite guests here, right?]

[Hey! You noticed the highlight, it's really a bit strange]

Didn't let them guess for long, the guest arrived.

Seeing the arrival dressed in clothes with no visible brand but looked very fitting, standing about six foot tall, handsome and impressive in demeanor.

The person they referred to as invaluable, President Sun, upon seeing the guest, promptly ran out enthusiastically and respectfully welcomed him in.

This scene stunned everyone.

Knowing he was waiting for someone here, but what status does the guest hold to make him act like this?

[Brother Wang, what status do you think this person holds, to make President Sun bend so low?]