The Sensible Manager Zhang

The plane touched down smoothly at Binhai Airport in Yuhai Province.

As soon as the cabin door opened, a warm, humid sea breeze carrying a faint tang of saltwater swept over them, a sharp contrast to the cool early spring air of Jiangcheng.

A private car had been waiting outside the VIP passage for quite some time.

The driver, dressed in a crisp black suit, efficiently loaded their luggage into the trunk before driving the three of them straight to the Binhai Port marina.

Outside the windows, tall, graceful coconut palms and an endless azure coastline flashed past.

Zhou Jialu leaned against the window, gazing at the glittering sea in the distance. Her whole body radiated a lazy, contented ease.

Ke Yujia, meanwhile, was pressed against the glass, her eyes shining with excitement and curiosity.

Half an hour later, the car rolled smoothly into Binhai Port’s private yacht marina.

The moment they got out, Mr. Zhang, who had been waiting at the entrance, hurried over to greet them.

“President Su!”

Mr. Zhang’s face was wreathed in smiles as he quickened his pace and extended both hands.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. The sea breeze is a little strong today. Was the journey smooth?”

“Very smooth.”

Su Bai shook his hand, his expression calm and composed.

As Mr. Zhang enthusiastically led the way, he secretly sized up the two young women behind Su Bai.

One was voluptuous and graceful, every frown and smile radiating an alluring charm. The other was petite and delicate, with a sweet, obedient air.

Mr. Zhang had spent many years making his way through this line of work. He had seen every kind of scene imaginable.

Some young heirs went out to sea with an entire boatload of heavily made-up internet celebrities and models, as if terrified that anyone might fail to realize how wealthy they were.

But the two women accompanying Su Bai were not only outstanding in both looks and figure; they also possessed an unmistakably pure and wholesome aura.

Mr. Zhang’s respect for this young benefactor grew a little stronger.

After they crossed the neat, spacious floating pier, the eighty-two-foot luxury yacht moored at the berth came clearly into view.

Under the sunlight, its deep-blue hull gleamed with a dignified, elegant luster, while its sleek lines gave it an imposing presence.

Several staff members in crisp white uniforms stood neatly arranged beside the deck and gangway.

When they saw Su Bai approaching, they immediately bowed slightly in greeting.

“Good morning, Mr. Su.”

Mr. Zhang promptly began the introductions.

“President Su, the yacht’s chief engineer, safety officer, and the staff responsible for catering and housekeeping are all professionals I personally recruited from Hong Kong at a premium.”

“They regularly serve on top-tier private yachts and have signed the strictest confidentiality agreements.”

“On board, unless you give them a direct instruction, they won’t take an extra glance or ask a single unnecessary question. If you need anything at all—even just a look—they’ll take care of it perfectly.”

“For a client like you, someone who values privacy and quality, they’ll make everything effortless and comfortable.”

Su Bai nodded, letting his gaze pass over the staff.

Their posture was impeccable, their eyes calm and focused, and their movements efficient and precise. They indeed lacked the restlessness and prying curiosity found in some of the less professional crews on the mainland.

That finely judged sense of boundaries was genuinely hard to fault.

“Butler Zhou, take Yujia aboard and choose your rooms. Put the luggage away while you’re at it.”

Su Bai turned to Zhou Jialu and gave the order.

“Sure thing, Big Boss.”

Zhou Jialu answered brightly, linking arms with Ke Yujia. Under the respectful guidance of the staff, the two women lightly crossed the carpeted gangway and boarded the yacht.

The moment the two women stepped onto the deck and entered the cabin, Mr. Zhang slowed his pace.

He subtly increased the distance between them and the boarding entrance before moving closer to Su Bai and lowering his voice. A knowing, familiar smile appeared on his face.

“President Su, aside from the two ladies, there aren’t any other friends coming along today.”

Mr. Zhang gave him a discreet look, his voice dropping almost to a whisper.

“I know a few people in Binhai who specialize in high-end performers and model agencies. They have quite a few beautiful young women under them.”

“They usually perform at yacht parties or commercial events to liven things up. They know how to behave, and they’re very discreet.”

“If you feel the group is a little too small and could use some more excitement, I can make a call right now and arrange for a few models to come along. They could serve you tea, dance a little, and keep you entertained. What do you say?”

In Mr. Zhang’s experience, many young tycoons might not say it outright, but deep down they enjoyed putting on a show.

Especially when renting a yacht for a trip out to sea, having a few hot models around to keep the atmosphere lively was practically standard for many rich heirs.

Su Bai’s expression did not change in the slightest after hearing him out.

He merely gave Mr. Zhang a casual glance and said, “Forget it. There’s no need for any of that flashy nonsense.”

Mr. Zhang froze for a moment. Then his heart gave a violent jolt, and everything suddenly clicked.

He looked at Su Bai, who remained calm and utterly at ease, as his thoughts raced.

This President Su owned a top-tier mansion, a Patek Philippe, and a million-yuan supercar. He had even commissioned a custom yacht worth over a hundred million yuan. What kind of scene had he not witnessed?

The two women by his side, whether in looks or bearing, would completely outshine those commercial models who ran from job to job for appearance fees.

The women who mingled at various parties might look glamorous on the surface, but their backgrounds were a tangled mess. In reality, they were cheap.

President Su was clearly a man with extremely refined tastes. Deep down, he had no interest in that sort of chaotic lifestyle. He only favored the exceptional women by his side—beautiful, clean, and people whose backgrounds he knew well.

His suggestion about hiring models had nearly amounted to flattering the wrong person.

Once he understood this, a thin sheen of sweat appeared on Mr. Zhang’s back. He hurriedly suppressed the trace of vulgar ingratiation in his manner and became noticeably more serious.

“I failed to consider that, President Su.”

Mr. Zhang quickly changed the subject, his attitude now even more sincere than before.

“But when it comes to serious matters, I would never be careless.”

“The second offshore route you selected today has more complicated conditions than the inner bay. The scenery is beautiful, but navigating the reefs and currents requires considerably more skill.”

“The yacht’s original captain is highly experienced, but I was worried he might not be steady enough for this route, so I specially found an exceptional helmswoman for you.”

“She used to be a national-level sailing athlete. She has extensive experience on the water and knows this stretch of sea like the back of her hand.”

Su Bai raised his brows slightly, looking at him with some amusement.

“Mr. Zhang, I rented an eighty-foot-plus twin-engine motor yacht, not a sailboat. Is a sailing athlete really qualified to operate a motor yacht?”

“Oh, President Su, you’re underestimating her.”

Mr. Zhang quickly waved his hands, his face full of confidence as he patted his chest and gave his word.

“You’ll understand once you meet her. She’s familiar with every kind of vessel. She’s also a stunning beauty—and not the kind of woman with a questionable background!”

Seeing how confidently Mr. Zhang spoke, Su Bai felt that he probably was not making it up.

Besides, operating a boat was indeed a blind spot in Su Bai’s knowledge.

He wondered when the system would reward him with a relevant skill.

For now, he would let this national-level athlete fill in. He was curious to see just what kind of beauty Mr. Zhang was talking about.