True Big Shot

These days, strength determines status.

Zhang Yang proved his abilities effortlessly, earning ample respect and friendship within the Rolls-Royce Car Club.

This group includes many second-generation rich kids and first-generation entrepreneurs.

Some of these second-generation rich kids come from families with considerable wealth and influence.

However, upon closer examination, in terms of individual strength, even if Zhang Yang is modest, he has to admit that he is the strongest person in terms of his own abilities.

With nearly 200 million in cash, a daily cashback of 150,000 from the system, and an annual cashback of over 50 million, the commercial street, office building, and associated commercial facilities are valued at around 2 billion. In addition, there is a newly acquired venture capital firm with an annual investment of 300 million.

All of these factors combined apply to him as a whole.

He has to admit he's the number one in the car club, whether he wants to or not.

Inside Shengtian Auto Maintenance Center, Zhang Yang sat for a while and chatted with the members of the car club.

After all, it's Rolls-Royce Car Club, with dozens of people in the group. They are involved in various industries, either personally or through their families, and all of them are quite successful.

Building good relationships with these people might lead to opportunities for cooperation or leveraging their strengths in the future.

After a short while, Zhang Yang took a good look around the luxury car maintenance center. With the introduction from the owner, Qian Shao, he learned more about it and felt that the center's positioning was indeed good. So he casually deposited a few hundred thousand yuan to support it.

"Please have a seat, I have something to attend to." Zhang Yang was concerned about his new company and wanted to take a look, so he said goodbye.

"Brother Zhang, take care."

"Let's play together next time!" everyone said hastily as they saw them off.

Zhang Yang nodded and left first.

"I never expected this. I thought he was a newbie, but it turns out Brother Zhang is a real big shot."

"You can tell the whole story from just a glimpse; Brother Zhang, who can afford to wear the King of Watches, is simply unfathomable."

"Handsome, with an amazing physique, and incredibly wealthy, isn't Brother Zhang a true male god? My sister is always dreaming and complaining about how she can't meet that perfect guy. If she had the chance to meet Brother Zhang, wouldn't she be drooling?"

Everyone chatted for a while before the conversation gradually calmed down and shifted to other topics.

The rich kids who only eat, drink, and have fun without any ambition are a minority. The truth is, precisely because their families are rich, these rich kids receive a better education. They are in a different environment and have been exposed to more things from a young age, so their horizons are broader.

Some are rich kids who want to prove their abilities.

"Xiao Tian, you've been saying you wanted to do a project, have you got any ideas yet?" Su Jiajun asked Xiang Xiaotian curiously.

"I have a clue, but..." Xiang Xiaotian hesitated, then stopped herself.

"What difficulties could there be? With so many of us here, what problem can't we solve?" Jin Yanchao said with a smile.

Zhang Yang isn't here, and he's started shaking again.

"Hmm... Have you guys thought about opening a private club? A members-only business club, offering catering, wine, a cigar bar, a swimming pool and gym..." Xiang Xiaotian shared her idea.

Take her for example, opening a restaurant or something, it's really not a big deal.

After all, her family is in the hospitality business.

But if you open a private club, that's a different story.

Are private clubs just for making money? A high-end private club is destined to cater to a different group of people. In the long run, as a platform that can provide a specific social space, it naturally has profound significance.

A moment of silence fell over the room.

"A private club, that's no small investment, is it?" Chairman Su Jiajun spoke up, noticing the awkward silence.

If you're opening a private club and want to attract high-end members to pay membership fees, then your level of sophistication definitely needs to be high. Whether it's the decor, the services offered, or anything you see and experience, it all needs to emphasize a high-end, top-tier image.

Your design lacks quality and won't attract high-end clients, while ordinary people can't afford it either. What's the point?

Private clubs are symbols of wealth and status, marking the dividing line between the elite and the ordinary.

"I was being too unrealistic," Xiang Xiaotian a self-deprecating smile, shaking her head.

Even if she has resources, plans, and direction, the crucial element of money is a huge hurdle. It's not just a few dollars, but tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

It's not impossible for the group to raise that much money; after all, besides the rich kids, there are also first-generation entrepreneurs here.

However, I imagine no one would be willing to invest in a private club where profit isn't the primary objective.

"Well, Xiao Tian, let me make a statement. If you're really planning to do this project, I can easily support you with five or six million," Jin Yanchao said suddenly, watching Xiang Xiaotian from the side.

"What about the rest of you? Anyone interested, give it a shot. I think this clubhouse is pretty good. If all else fails, it can serve as an internal meeting place for our car club."

"Xiao Tian, I can come up with two or three million, but it's a bit little, please don't mind," Su Jiajun said apologetically.

"Thank you all." Xiang Xiaotian thanked them repeatedly, while looking around hopefully.

If everyone can contribute points, this clubhouse isn't just a pipe dream; it still has potential.

"I can get some too, but not much, only a few hundred thousand. The main problem is that my dad only gives me a small allowance each month, which is really embarrassing."

"I can get a million too."

Those who spoke up were all wealthy young people of the same age, and they were all quite loyal to each other.

The first-generation entrepreneurs present, however, were shrewd and calculating, remaining silent and hesitant, clearly not very optimistic about such a project.

But Xiang Xiaotian was the one who was most looking forward to them.

The children of the wealthy don't really have much money unless their parents support their business. In contrast, the first-generation entrepreneurs control their own money and are truly wealthy.

But that's also the reality.

"Xiao Tian, why don't you ask Brother Zhang?" Su Jiajun suddenly spoke up from the side.

"Brother Zhang...?" Xiang Xiaotian was taken aback. "I'm not familiar with Brother Zhang at all; we've barely even exchanged a few words."

"Brother Zhang is a really nice guy. He might even be interested in your idea. Why not give it a try? Beautiful women always have special privileges," Su Jiajun said with a smile.

Xiang Xiaotian hesitated for a moment.

"Then, I'll ask around later, but..."

After asking around, even including everyone's money, the shortfall is still an astronomical figure.

Ask Zhang Yang, "Can you do it?"

···

At this moment, Zhang Yang had already arrived downstairs at his new company.

The new company, Cloud Sea Capital, is located in a Grade A office building in Pudong. It has only been established for a few months, but its structure is well-developed. It currently has no investment projects and is managed by a professional manager.

Cloud Sea Capital occupies an entire floor of office space on the seventeenth floor.

Zhang Yang traveled light and went straight to Cloud Sea Capital.

There was a short-haired girl sitting at the company's reception desk.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" The receptionist stood up and asked when she saw Zhang Yang.

"Is your General Manager Sun here?" Zhang Yang directly called out the name of the company's current Investment Department General Manager. "I'm looking for him."

"Mr. Sun? And you are?" The receptionist was taken aback.

"I am..." Zhang Yang was about to introduce himself. After all, it was his own company, so there was no need to be mysterious. He could just say it directly.

"Chairman Zhang, is this Chairman Zhang?"

A figure jogged out from not far away.

"Yes, that's me. And you are... Sun Ziqiang, right?" Zhang Yang had seen the photo beforehand and recognized the man in front of him.

"Yes, Chairman Zhang, it's me. Chairman Zhang, please come in." Sun Ziqiang quickly invited Zhang Yang into the company.

Zhang Yang nodded and strolled inside.

"Is this our company's boss?" The receptionist stared at the departing figure, speechless, the image of him still lingering in her mind.

Inside the chairman's office, Zhang Yang sat down in the boss's chair without any hesitation.

I also took a look at the office decor.

Yes, the style is grand yet not old-fashioned, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offer a great view, which is his preferred angle.

"Chairman Zhang, your 300 million yuan has just been transferred to the company's account," Sun Ziqiang reported from the side.

Zhang Yang blinked, then understood.

This means the annual funding of 300 million yuan arranged by the system has been secured.

"Could you tell me about your company?" Zhang Yang suggested.

"Okay, Chairman Zhang, our company currently has four departments: Investment Management Department, General Office, Finance Department, and Legal Department, with thirty-two employees." Sun Ziqiang introduced everything in detail.

Zhang Yang listened for a moment, then looked at the employee's information.

They all have experienced investment managers and highly qualified financial and legal professionals. It seems that although this company is a startup, its team is indeed quite impressive.

In principle, Zhang Yang does not intend to interfere with the company's normal operations.

After all, when it comes to evaluating projects and discussing their feasibility, the company's people are more professional than him.

He just needs to make the final decision when it matters.

"Chairman Zhang, these are a few projects we've recently researched. Please take a look and see if we can invest in them," Sun Ziqiang said.

Although the company was just starting out, the boss was here, and as the general manager, he had to produce some results, so he quickly said from the side.

Zhang Yang took a look at the project that had been presented to him.

One is a short drama production company.

To put it bluntly, it's just making cringeworthy little dramas and shows featuring a dragon king with a crooked mouth.

These short, cringeworthy dramas shouldn't be underestimated. They're addictive, melodramatic, but captivating enough that they generate huge revenue after promotion.

This investment amounted to ten million.

Another company is a pet grooming service, which is also a currently popular sector.

Zhang Yang glanced at the investment plans. Judging from the projects, both of them seemed quite reliable and were currently popular projects. The combined investment would only be a few million yuan.

It's worth considering.

Moreover, the company has professional departments that evaluate projects, and the ones that are presented to him have already passed multiple rounds of evaluation.

Zhang Yang nodded, which was considered an affirmation of Sun Ziqiang's work.

"Okay, you can go ahead and get busy."

"Yes, Chairman Zhang, please call me if you need anything," Sun Ziqiang replied quickly, and tiptoed out of the office.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yang was the only one left in the spacious and bright office.

He gently got up, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the scenery of Pudong, and felt a sense of joy.

After reflecting on his feelings, Zhang Yang slumped into his office chair, casually scrolling through his phone.

"By the way, let's take a look at Zheye."

After opening up a new platform, Zheye has become Zhang Yang's new source of joy.

His latest post is still getting lots of comments.

[I envy the rich guy's life.]

[Ahhh, such decadent luxury!]

[Please, answerer, tell me more about the lives of wealthy people. You're currently my only source of information about your circle.]

[My only connection among wealthy people is the person who asked the question.]

Zhang Yang replied as he read, resolutely maintaining his image as a down-to-earth rich guy.

This move actually boosted its popularity.

Who wouldn't be interested in someone who is clearly very wealthy but also very humble and eager to learn?

"Time to release a new topic, the tasks can't stop," Zhang Yang muttered to himself.

He thought about his current situation and the 300 million yuan in investment funds he held, Zheye suddenly had the idea to ask this question.

It would be even better if it could trigger a task.

Even if it doesn't trigger anything, getting some different investment advice to broaden your horizons is still a good thing.

With that thought in mind, Zhang Yang raised a new question.

I have some spare cash now and I'd like to ask what investment projects are profitable.

Before long, a number of self-proclaimed know-it-alls appeared.

[The question is still so simple and straightforward! If I knew the answer, I would have done it myself.]

I have a project that's just waiting for applications. If you're interested, we can discuss the details.

Zhang Yang took a look.

Before long, I even received some private messages.

They all believed it to be true and volunteered their projects.

"Are they... stupid? They dare to ask for investment for this kind of project?" Zhang Yang looked at these private messages and felt the greed in people's hearts, as well as the helplessness of being taken for a fool.

Even if he really is just a nouveau riche who got rich overnight.

You think you can just go up to them, say a few sweet nothings, and they'll hand you money? They're nouveau riche, not stupid, okay?

"This project looks good." Zhang Yang casually replied to a private message from someone who immediately asked for a five million investment, "Give me your bank account details."

This immediately excited the other party.

"Is it really okay? Don't we need to find out more?"

"Hmm, no need," Zhang Yang replied again, "Where's the account?"

"Okay, okay, I'll send it right away, I'll send it right away." The other party sent the bank account number in a flash.

Zhang Yang glanced at it and then casually closed the private message.

He stopped replying.

But a short while later, the other side sent a private message.

"Brother? Did you transfer the money?"

"Elder brother?"

"Brother, remember to let me know when the money arrives..."

"?"

Zhang Yang glanced at the message, and before blocking it, he casually took a screenshot of it and then posted it on Zheye.

[No, I was asking for advice, not complaining about having too much money. Are some people obsessed with this???]

Soon after, a flood of replies arrived.

[Haha, you keep Rich Bro in your heart, Rich Bro will put you up online.]

[Some people are just ridiculous. Why would someone invest that money in you when there are so many other things they could do with it? Seriously... and you actually believe that? With that kind of intelligence, you think Zheye can play the game?]

[Support Brother Fu! Brother Fu is awesome!]

After a short while, some serious suggestions finally appeared in the responses.

[I suggest you check out these projects; they're quite popular.]

[This project is really viable; it's niche but lucrative. There are risks, but they're manageable. You should give it a try.]