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In the distance, a Rolls-Royce Dawn in a sky blue color scheme slowly drove up.

The car window rolled down, Ye Junyi smiled and waved.

This car is expensive, but it's not particularly outstanding among the many luxury cars and supercars on display.

This is not hard to understand.

Take the Rolls-Royce Phantom for example. Many social media influencers who have achieved financial freedom buy one to drive, but for many big investors, their daily ride is also just a Phantom.

Does this mean they're at the same level?

Of course not.

Because those are financial tycoons, they might even have yachts and private jets, there's no comparison.

"Brother? Ye Junyi is here too?" Du Xiaochen looked from afar. "He's here to show his support?"

Du Xiaochen was somewhat surprised, but not very surprised.

Given Zhang Ge's wealth, Ye Junyi must be out of his mind to go against him; a smart person would naturally befriend him.

Zhang Yang smiled and went to greet him.

The car door opened, and Ye Junyi got out and gave him a hug.

"Young Master Zhang, congratulations on your opening."

Not far away, the car club members were watching from a distance.

Who is that?

"Dawn, I can't tell his true strength, but judging from his aura, he seems quite extraordinary."

Only Young Master Tang remained, his eyes wide open.

"That Lord has come too!"

Ye Junyi, the successor publicly groomed by Huahai Group, is the future heir to a multi-billion dollar conglomerate. He is someone that second-generation heirs can only Yangwang to.

They actually came to show their support?

He was even more bewildered for a moment.

The number of luxury cars in the parking lot in front of the office building almost rivals—no, it completely surpasses—the scene at some large auto shows.

Look at these cars, rows and rows of Rolls-Royce.

The event featured supercars worth millions or even tens of millions of dollars, including some of the legendary "Holy Triumph" cars, and even the Apollo among the legendary supercars, was on display.

Passersby all turned to look at the scene.

Look at the figure standing in the center, surrounded by car owners.

In the sunlight, that figure's eyes and brows shone like stars, dazzling like a god descended from heaven.

"Novels are indeed based on reality. You wouldn't even see a scene like this in a typical novel, would you?"

"If the male lead is based on a real person, then it must be him."

"He really seems like a character straight out of a novel."

Many girls were there, their long legs bare despite the cold weather, standing shakily in place, tiptoeing and peering out, their eyes filled with admiration.

On the field, Su Jiajun's face was beaming with joy.

During the reception, he learned about the background of the group of friends who came to support Zhang Yang.

Good heavens, any one of them alone is worth ten of them.

These people all addressed Zhang Yang as "Brother Zhang" repeatedly.

Although he had long been aware of Zhang Yang's financial strength, this was the first time he had witnessed such a grand display.

At that moment, he longed to throw his head back and laugh out loud.

"Dude, this way please..." He looked at the last person to arrive, the owner of the Dawn, and went forward to greet him politely, while also arranging for him to complete the membership procedures.

Ye Junyi smiled and cooperated.

Answer whatever is asked, and write whatever is asked to be filled in.

Is it okay now?

"Okay, that's enough, that's enough." Su Jiajun took the membership information, looked at it, and then his eyes widened.

Huahai Group?

Is this Ye Junyi, the heir to the Huahai Group?

Magic City living in Shanghai, how could they not know about Huahai Group?

The heir to a conglomerate with a market capitalization of tens of billions, peaking at nearly a hundred billion, came to support their club?

No, no, no.

To be precise, they came to support Zhang Yang.

Su Jiajun stood there, watching the figure chatting and laughing with others in the distance, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

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Later that evening, all the founding members of the Cloud Sea Club took a group photo.

Those who came to show their support all joined the Cloud Sea Club.

Dozens of people surrounded Zhang Yang, standing together facing the camera.

By this point, Cloud Sea Club was no longer an unknown entity in Magic City.

It may not be as prestigious as those top clubs that attract big names yet, but it's not weak either. At least the current members, even the most modest ones, have family assets worth hundreds of millions.

As for the truly impressive ones, there are countless examples of people with billions or even tens of billions of yuan.

As for future membership rules, they will all be based on referrals, requiring at least two referrals before a membership can be approved. This is to ensure the quality of members.

Zhang Yang's goal is to only work with top-tier clubs.

The concept of private board meetings that went viral on short videos... well, he won't comment on that, but the ultimate goal of his Cloud Sea Club is to truly establish a top-tier private board meeting club that encompasses elites and bigwigs from all over the Yangtze River Delta region.

Although currently only some second-generation rich kids have joined the club.

Ultimately, only a minority can truly control their own wealth.

But what about the future?

As more and more members join, the club's influence and influence continue to grow. And in the future, these second-generation heirs will one day take over the family business.

One day, the Cloud Sea Club will be filled with wealthy and famous members.

Cloud Sea Club will one day become a top influencer.

"Xiang Xiaotian? How's your dad?" After taking the photo, Zhang Yang called Xiang Xiaotian.

Xiang Xiaotian was 100% sure she would come today.

Who would have thought that his father, due to his constant socializing, developed cholecystitis and was admitted to the hospital overnight.

In this situation, how should we choose?

Anyway, Zhang Yang had Xiang Xiaotian accompany her father.

No matter how big the matter, nothing is more important than family, let alone just the official launch of the Cloud Sea Club.

It doesn't matter if she's missing.

"Thank goodness, the pain is finally gone." Xiang Xiaotian sounded sullen on the phone. "It was a group photo, and I was missing. I'm still a little unhappy about it."

"I'll Photoshop it on for you later," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Aren't there often examples of people being photoshopped into graduation photos when the person isn't present? Xiang Xiaotian could certainly do the same.

"Huh? That looks so out of place," Xiang Xiaotian muttered.

The two chatted Xiang Xiaotian reluctantly hung up.

Later, Cloud Sea Club above Cloud Peak.

Everyone gathered together to attend the official launch ceremony of the Cloud Sea Club.

Bite!

In recognition of the opening of the club invested in by the host, the system has prepared a small gift and hereby presents a random property.

Bite!

Congratulations, host! You have acquired Kangde Ecological Park in Yinghai City.

Zhang Yang was chatting and laughing with the club's new members when he heard the system notification and was immediately surprised.

The system is quite considerate of human relationships.

Knowing that the business he invested in had opened, he even sent a special opening gift?

He walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window in the distance, examining it closely.

"Kangde Ecological Park? An industry in Yinghai City?"

Zhang Yang took out his phone, opened the local review page for Yinghai, and casually searched for reviews. He immediately smiled.

This industry is certainly not a very large one.

But it's quite interesting.

This is a large-scale ecological farm located in the suburbs of Yinghai, integrating planting, picking, and recreation.

This eco-farm raises chickens, ducks, and fish, and grows all kinds of pollution-free green organic food, such as strawberries, fruits and vegetables, and fruit trees. In spring, parents often bring their children here to pick strawberries and collect eggs.

This estate can make money, but compared to his legitimate businesses, it's just a drop in the ocean.

To put it simply, it doesn't make a difference whether you add it or not.

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up because this manor had the potential to become their family's private vegetable garden.

These days, big bosses like to rent land and hire people to grow vegetables and raise chickens and ducks.

Now, we have acquired a large-scale farm with ready-made staff, including professionals who graduated from agricultural science academies. The fruits and vegetables grown there are all pesticide-free, pollution-free, organic, and of high quality.

There are also free-range chickens fed corn and insects, and piglets fed silage...

That's good now.

With such a large output, it can directly supply its own restaurants, serve its own meals, and even be delivered to Magic City every day by refrigerated trucks if it so desires.

These days, he gets tired of even the rarest ingredients and doesn't really crave them anymore.

On the contrary, he prefers the local crops, and the domestic chickens, ducks and fish, which are more suitable for the stomach of a traditional Chinese person.

"That's great," Zhang Yang murmured to himself with a smile.

In the Cloud Sea Club on the top floor, Zhang Yang stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down outside.

Sunlight streamed in, and outside the window, the sky was clear and the breeze gentle – another beautiful day.

Good weather, a good time to return home.

He's going back today.

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It's not the first time I've returned home in glory, so there's no need to make a big fuss about it.

Zhang Yang drove the Cullinan again, heading straight for Yinghai City around noon, without stopping much along the way.

In the afternoon, we arrived in Yinghai City.

It's still the same sky, the same land, the same people and things.

Away from the hustle and bustle of Magic City, returning to the small and beautiful Yinghai City offers a unique experience.

He also has deep roots in his hometown.

A commercial street may not seem like much, but his iconic Yinghai landmark building, the Four Seasons Hotel, is a remarkable and large-scale industry.

Backed by this large industry, he got to know many big and small business owners in Yinghai during that period. Also, because the hotel often hosted some official government events, as the big boss of the Four Seasons Hotel, he met quite a few bigwigs.

He was a well-known figure in the Yinghai newspaper industry.

Downstairs at the Four Seasons Hotel, he parked his car directly in the parking space next to the fountain.

The sharp-eyed hotel staff had already trotted over to serve him.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang!"

A crisp, cheerful greeting rang in my ears.

Zhang Yang glanced at the female hotel employee in uniform beside him, whose eyes revealed a desire to improve herself, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Those eyes look so familiar...

Any young female employee who had the opportunity to get close to him would, to varying degrees, give him that kind of look.

I want to improve, I want to climb higher.

Even at the cost of sacrifice...

Well, there's no question of sacrifice; climbing up to me is a blessing they've earned over many lifetimes.

Ordinary people wouldn't even get a chance from Zhang Yang.

"Yes, the car keys."

Zhang Yang tossed her the car keys without any ceremony and walked straight to the hotel lobby.

No sooner had I stepped into the lobby than GM Anderson, who had come running up with a broad smile, arrived.

"Mr. Zhang, you've arrived."

"Get me some food, and oh, and arrange a room for me," Zhang Yang casually ordered.

Anderson readily agreed and quickly made the arrangements.

Just over ten minutes later, Zhang Yang was sitting in the Chinese restaurant on a high floor of the Four Seasons Hotel, one of his own properties, and began to eat his meal at a leisurely pace.

After the meal, Anderson, who had been waiting at a distance, came forward and handed over the room key.

With the BOSS arriving, what room could be arranged? Naturally, the biggest and most luxurious top suite.

Zhang Yang glanced at Anderson, who was standing cautiously to the side, and chuckled.

Is Old An thinking I'm here to nitpick again?

There was really no need for that. Ever since I acquired the Four Seasons Hotel, I had already given it a warning and given Anderson a chance. The hotel, from top to bottom, wasn't perfect, but it was certainly completely transformed.

That's about right.

With his assets growing ever larger, Zhang Yang no longer cared much about these minor details; as long as he grasped the overall direction, that was enough.

There are also some fundamental issues that you shouldn't let him get away with once; if he does get away with it once, there won't be a next time.

"Anderson," Zhang Yang said with a slight smile.

"Mr. Zhang." Anderson nodded and bowed hurriedly, appearing as if he were listening attentively to instruction.

"I'm only staying here temporarily this time. As for your work, I'm sure there won't be any problems... right?" Zhang Yang said.

"Mr. Zhang, I promise..." Anderson turned serious, and he immediately expressed a lot of loyalty.

He casually mentioned his recent work achievements.

"Alright, go do what you're supposed to do. I've seen what you've been doing, keep up the good work," Zhang Yang said casually, trying to get rid of Anderson.

Upon hearing this, Anderson's expression immediately brightened, and he quickly and tactfully left first.

Zhang Yang watched Anderson's departing figure and glanced at the time.

Hmm, it's two or three o'clock.

How about we go check out Purple Garden No. 1?

Besides coming back to visit, I also wanted to present the villa that I had prepared for Zhang Zhaohai and his wife long ago.

Even including renovation costs, the total price of this villa is insignificant compared to other properties in Magic City.

However, in Yinghai, this house is indeed considered the highest-end property. Moreover, Zhang Zhaohai and his wife never thought about developing their business elsewhere; they were determined to settle down in Yinghai and develop their own small business.

So the villa was prepared just right.

Lowering his head, Zhang Yang casually made a phone call to designer Xiao Lin.

The call connected, and a surprised voice came from the other end.

"Mr. Zhang, you're back!" Lin Jingmin said with great joy.

"Well, I'd like to go to the villa later, is it convenient for you to come over?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, please." Lin Jingmin said hurriedly, "It's just... could you wait a little while?"

"Makeup?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

Lin Jingmin's voice suddenly lowered on the phone.

"And take a bath, get all clean, okay?"

"Take a shower?" Zhang Yang blinked. "Or, I can pick you up later... We can go look at houses later too."

"No," Lin Jingmin said softly, "My dad's home."