Pool Party

Xiang Xiaotian's book was still open, with two drops of coffee stains on it that had accidentally fallen and spread out.

She looked up at the handsome boy with clear eyes, then, as if waking from a dream, she quickly reached out and gave him a light handshake.

"Hello···"

"Zhang Yang, we were just talking about you," Su Jiajun said with a smile. "I said you sounded like a handsome guy, and now it seems I was right. Looks like the title of the most handsome guy in our club is about to change hands."

"Huh? The original ceiling, could it be you, President?" Zhang Yang sat down to the side, smiling as he looked at the fair-skinned young man in front of him.

If I had to force a compliment, Su Jiajun could indeed be described as handsome.

After all, the standard for handsomeness in "tall, rich, and handsome" men has always been quite low.

"Haha, it is indeed I, Su Jiajun," Su Jiajun admitted with a smile. "Young Master Zhang certainly has an excellent eye."

The three ordered coffee and chatted leisurely.

In just a few words, Zhang Yang managed to get a clear picture of the two men's situation.

Su Jiajun is a native of Magic City. His father was a businessman, mainly engaged in manufacturing. He returned from a foreign university that was not prestigious enough.

There's also Xiang Xiaotian, from Zhejiang Province. Her family is in the hotel and hospitality industry. From a few words, Zhang Yang learned that one of her father's identities is that of a major shareholder in a five-star hotel in Hangzhou. As for his other businesses, he didn't know.

Of course, being able to afford a Rolex isn't a big deal, since their Rolexes are registered under the company's name for tax deductions, and they themselves only have the right to use them at most.

The awkward situation for the children of the wealthy sometimes lies here.

They eat, dress, and use the best of everything, but only a small portion of their income is actually available.

Most of them just receive a fixed living allowance from their families each month.

"You guys chat, I... I'll go do my work first." Xiang Xiaotian sat for a while, then left first, giving the two boys some time and space.

The main issue is that there are some topics between the two boys that she shouldn't be listening to.

"How was it?" Su Jiajun glanced at Xiang Xiaotian's tall figure as she walked away, then gave Zhang Yang a meaningful look. "Our club's little princess, a true heiress, has men lining up from here to the Bund. She's nothing like those girls who just sneak in to have fun."

"Is it appropriate for Young Master Su to say these things on our first meeting?" Zhang Yang asked, amused.

"I wouldn't say anything to most people, I might even advise them not to be presumptuous, but you... I feel it's different." Su Jiajun shook his head. "I feel that Xiang Xiaotian's first impression of you was quite good, there was absolutely no polite distance between you."

"I don't have that feeling," Zhang Yang shook his head.

"Don't be modest!" Su Jiajun looked at Zhang Yang and suddenly extended his hand formally. "Zhang Yang, welcome to our car club. Our car club is all about being warm and hospitable. Let's get together and have fun more often when we have time."

Zhang Yang looked at the young man's sincere expression and seemed to sense his earnestness, so he extended his hand and shook it.

A short while later, Zhang Yang left first.

We can just meet up briefly for dinner; there's no need to make a special appointment. We can all get together another time.

Su Jiajun sat in his seat for a while, then walked to the bar.

"Xiao Tian, how are you feeling?"

"It feels good. Why are you asking this?" The beautiful female manager behind the bar looked over with amusement.

"You weren't even tempted?" Su Jiajun blinked.

"No... is it really that serious? You get all worked up just because you see a handsome guy? Can't you just make a normal friend? What's going on in your heads, you guys?" Xiang Xiaotian both annoyed and amused.

"Okay, enough joking. I'm planning to organize an event in the next few days, remember to come!" Su Jiajun, hands in his pockets.

"Okay, when have I ever missed an event you organized?" Xiang Xiaotian said with a smile.

"Okay, as long as you participate, I won't worry about not having anyone else to support you." Su Jiajun was immediately relieved.

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Zhang Yang is not a second-generation rich kid. He did not have the influence of a wealthy family for generations, nor did he have the perspective that his father had when he was in business.

But that's okay, ability determines everything.

With his own businesses and financial resources concentrated in his own hands, he feels calm and confident when facing these second-generation and first-generation heirs.

"Right, I should Zheye make an appearance here, and see if I can trigger the next mission." Zhang Yang muttered to himself as he stood in his home in COFCO Seaview No. 1.

Then, he opened the Zheye.

Since he proved himself, the value of his credentials has increased significantly, and he has practically confirmed his status as a wealthy man.

Whether it's extravagant or not, no one questions it anymore.

On the contrary, facing a wealthy man who could calmly and face-to-face communicate with them, they felt a special feeling for the first time in their lives, especially since this wealthy man was humbly asking them for advice.

The sense of accomplishment must be incredible.

[So, everything the original poster said before was true—the feeling of owning a luxury car, the flight attendants asking for your WeChat in first class? But don't flight attendants care about looks? Even if you're a first-class passenger, there are countless first-class passengers coming and going every day; it's nothing new to the flight attendants. Is the original poster handsome?]

[Maybe not handsome, but young and decent-looking, he completely outshines the average guy like me, okay?]

[Even if they don't know how to enter a new circle, that doesn't stop them from dating, right? While we're criticizing this and that, they might be criticizing our goddess.]

[Delete it, I'm sweating bullets.]

Zhang Yang had to admit that their comments and replies were quite interesting.

After looking around for a while, Zhang Yang posted a new thread.

[I've joined a Rolls-Royce Car Club, what's next?]

Although this question seems a bit ridiculously silly, it doesn't matter. Anyway, nobody knows anyone on this Zheye. His only goal is to trigger a new mission. At worst, he can just pretend to be an ignorant nouveau riche.

Sure enough, before long, all the self-proclaimed know-it-alls appeared.

[Of course, you should make many friends. To put it bluntly, it's about getting along well with others. Don't think that everyone you meet is a rich kid; over time, as you enter the circle, you'll naturally have the opportunity to access different resources.]

[Does this even need to be taught? That's hilarious!]

[HUM... A reminder to some of you: adjust your mindset; you have no right to laugh at a rich guy.]

You laugh at the rich guy for his low emotional intelligence, the rich guy laughs at you for your hard life.

Zhang Yang smiled broadly as he looked at the respondents who answered quickly.

Not long after, it came to mind.

The system indeed emitted a pleasant notification sound.

Bite!

The system has adopted reasonable suggestions.

New task: Make more friends

Mission objective: Please gain the friendship of at least twenty official members of the Rolls-Royce Car Club (current progress 1/20).

Task Reward 1: 50 experience points

Task Reward Two: Full ownership of a small venture capital firm with an annual investment quota of 300 million.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, pondering this new task for quite some time.

Gain the friendship of at least twenty car club members.

Isn't that a bit too many? If you say ten or eight, that's manageable in a short time, but twenty... getting to know all twenty of them and calling out their names would take some time.

But wait... there's already one progress point? Could it be that this friendship comes from Su Jiajun?

So far, he has only met Su Seventeen from the car club and Xiang Xiaotian.

Instead of being narcissistic and thinking this is a sign of friendship from Xiang Xiaotian, it's better to be realistic... Su Jiajun is more reliable.

"It seems that the definition of friendship is quite broad. To be more precise, perhaps defining it as friendly or a casual acquaintance would be more appropriate, which would simplify things." Zhang Yang thought to himself and immediately felt relieved.

The task is somewhat challenging, but the corresponding rewards are extremely generous.

Fifty experience points went without saying, directly propelling him to a significant milestone on his path to leveling up.

As for the second reward?

"A venture capital firm, with an annual investment limit of 300 million yuan." Zhang Yang muttered to himself, feeling a surge of excitement.

Isn't this practically giving away 300 million yuan for free?

Everyone knows that investing involves risk.

However, he could have pursued low-risk investments, even fixed-asset investments, since they are essentially no-capital investments. Even if the returns are lower, the fixed assets would still be there.

I don't know what happened.

Zhang Yang has always felt that only fixed assets, or rather, fixed properties, can give him a continuous and stable sense of security.

"We're determined to get this mission," Zhang Yang muttered to himself.

During his time back in Magic City, Zhang Yang lived a routine yet incredibly leisurely life.

Take a stroll around the Yunheng Building when you have free time, sit in your office, stand in your office building, stand by the floor-to-ceiling window, and look out over the vast Magic City.

The bookstore/cafe arranged for Bei Wei is also under construction.

The prime location, backed by CBD office buildings, may not guarantee profits, but at least it gives Bei Wei a small business of her own in this vast Magic City, allowing her more peace of mind.

Every few days, I would go to stay at Bei Wei's Lakeville Regency or visit Pei Xiaoru's store. Under the guise of looking at apartments, I would take her around and enjoy the pleasure of skipping work.

Occasionally, when Le Man invites him, he can easily find the time to have a meal with her.

If you ask if I'm busy, come over.

That's simple. Remember, Zhang Yang's life never revolved around them; rather, they revolved around Zhang Yang.

The choice was in Zhang Yang's hands from beginning to end.

If he's not happy, he can stay in his COFCO Seaview No. 1 anytime and enjoy a private afternoon by himself, or sleep until he naturally wakes up.

Isn't the essence of financial freedom simply about being able to do whatever you want and be in complete control?

That evening, Zhang Yang was in the Rolls-Royce Car Club's group chat.

[Su Seventeen: I've booked a pool party venue for tomorrow night. Anyone in the group who wants to join, please sign up!]

As soon as Su Jiajun said this in the group, followers flocked to him.

A pool party in the sweltering heat of summer.

Champagne, fine wine, and beautiful women in swimsuits.

This kind of activity may seem old-fashioned, but it has been popular among the children of wealthy families for a long time, and many people participate in it.

For Zhang Yang, this was his first member activity since joining the Rolls-Royce Car Club, so he naturally had to participate. Besides, it was also an excellent opportunity to complete his mission.

So Zhang Yang didn't hesitate and signed up in the group.

[Su Seventeen: Okay, the address has been sent. So far, thirty-one people have participated. If anyone decides to join at the last minute, please message me privately.]

Before long, Su Seventeen had already booked the house party for tomorrow night.

Zhang Yang glanced at the unusually lively group chat and thought to himself, "Just as I expected. Meeting up for a meal is nothing special, but this kind of activity offers a huge degree of freedom. Everyone eats, drinks, chats, and plays around. Everyone is extremely enthusiastic about this kind of activity."

But there are swimsuit beauties and stuff...

It would be a lie to say I'm not interested. Men, you know, shouldn't they put on airs? If you insist you're not interested, that's just hypocrisy.

But for Zhang Yang, having fun was one thing, but the mission couldn't be forgotten.

The next morning, Zhang Yang went to Tianfu Catering Company.

Recently, the franchise of Mao Roast Duck has been quite popular. Thanks to this trend, Bei Jiajia, who is in charge of the company for her father, has signed a number of city-level and other agency agreements.

Naturally, Bei Wei also helped Zhang Yang recruit several more Mao Roast Duck restaurants in Magic City.

However, the pace of expansion eventually slowed down.

After all, at this time, various catering capital entered the market, and various Magic City Mao Roast Duck brands in Shanghai sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

Zhang Yang estimates that the total number of Shudu Roasted Duck Magic City in Shanghai will eventually be around twenty.

As for now, there are only a dozen or so.

The franchise revenue that these franchise stores bring to Zhang Yang is negligible for him now. However, the experience gained from the newly opened stores is better than nothing.

"Consider it as you keeping it for me for now." Zhang Yang smiled as he held the sweet little girl in his arms, gently stroking her long, black hair.

"How can that be? This is all your franchise fee. What's the point of keeping it here? I don't want it." Bei Wei tilted her head back, gently scolding, but she was quite insistent.

"You silly girl." Zhang Yang chuckled and picked up Bei Wei, placing her on his lap.

Bei Wei is also quite tall.

But in Zhang Yang's arms, she was as obedient as could be, and at this moment, she sat obediently on his lap.

Outside the meeting room, occasional employees would pass by and steal a glance, only to be immediately struck by the sight of Bei Wei being held and sat on someone's lap, leaving them all somewhat astonished.

"Bei Wei's boyfriend, really..."

"Sister Bei Wei looks so well-behaved right now."

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. He's someone's dream boyfriend. He drives Cullinan and is so handsome. If I had a boyfriend like that, I'd be willing to wag my tail like a puppy."

Bei Jiajia happened to be passing by.

"Hey, what are you all talking about?" she said, feigning seriousness.

Immediately, the people who had been discussing this scattered like birds and beasts.

"All they do is gossip," Bei Jiajia muttered, looking around and then standing on tiptoe to take a look herself.

"Ugh... hiss... brother-in-law, he really doesn't know his place."

Her cheeks flushed, and she knocked on the door.