Cullinan Dad Edition (5K)

"Oh, right, there's also the random shop ownership." Zhang Yang was interested in studying it more carefully.

However, the store was busy at the moment, so he simply put the matter aside for the time being and continued to devote himself to the busy work at the store.

In the midst of the busyness, just as a table became available, several girls came running in chattering and sat down.

"Is it him?" a girl whispered.

"Yes, yes, it's that handsome boss from the video."

"Wow, he's so handsome, like a male protagonist straight out of a novel. It looks like the video has no filters, it's his real appearance."

As the girls talked, they all secretly took out their phones to take pictures.

They spoke in low voices, but they clearly underestimated Zhang Yang's hearing.

Zhang Yang listened to every word they said without pausing, remaining silent.

When did Old Zhang become the object of so many girls' pursuit? Has he underestimated his own good looks?

To be precise, he did underestimate his own good looks.

When a man has an amazing physique, handsome features, and boundless confidence stemming from his strong financial resources, his charm truly increases exponentially.

Its destructive power over girls is unimaginable.

When he was just an ordinary guy Zhang Yang used to envy and resent handsome men, but when he became handsome himself, he realized how wonderful it was.

This is what they mean by "the dragon slayer becomes the dragon himself."

"Your Mao Roast Duck." Zhang Yang placed a large portion of Mao Roast Duck in front of several girls, looking at them who had just been discussing it enthusiastically, but now they were all sitting upright, and he found it amusing.

The lunch rush lasted until almost 1:30 p. m. before the flow of people gradually subsided, and Zhang Yang, the boss, finally didn't have to go out and keep busy anymore.

In the afternoon, a few people came in to dine, one or two tables here and there. By evening, the restaurant was packed again, just like it was at noon.

During a break from his busy schedule, Zhang Yang generously ordered a lavish takeout meal as a reward for all the staff in the store. After a day's work, he found that all the staff he had recruited were quite helpful.

Reward those who deserve it.

Pizza, milk tea, fried chicken—the delivery orders just keep coming in.

"Long live the boss!"

"The boss is so generous!!"

Between busy moments, the young employees enjoyed their delicious takeout meals, and their sense of belonging to the store grew stronger.

This busy day continued until after nine o'clock before gradually coming to a stop.

"How much revenue have we generated?" Zhang Yang asked curiously, glancing at the machine to see today's sales figures.

"We've broken 10,000!" Bei Jiajia exclaimed, unable to hide her excitement. "This result is a resounding victory in our first battle!"

Bei Wei was overjoyed and grabbed Bei Jiajia's hand. The two sisters were extremely happy, and the sense of accomplishment they felt from achieving something through hard work was on full display at that moment.

"A turnover of ten thousand is indeed quite good." Zhang Yang nodded.

Although the turnover of 10,000 only yields a gross profit of a few thousand, it seems insignificant compared to his upcoming daily income of 100,000.

However, for an ordinary entrepreneur, if they can consistently maintain a turnover of tens of thousands, that would be incredibly lucrative, especially since it's income earned through their own hard work.

"Zhang Yang, let's celebrate!" Bei Wei opened her arms and walked over to wrap her arms around Zhang Yang's waist.

Bei Jiajia stood to the side, feeling somewhat superfluous.

"Alright, I'll hug them too, just to celebrate." She couldn't resist coming over and hugging one of them in each arm, joining in the hugs to share this small but real sense of accomplishment.

Around 10 a. m., after cleaning up, the store officially closed.

Today's business was certainly satisfactory, but for Zhang Yang, his real gains were just beginning.

As night fell, after sending Bei Wei and the others back, Zhang Yang went straight back to his apartment, intending to carefully check the haul he hadn't had time to collect that day.

"Random store ownership?" He looked at the reward and, without hesitation, immediately chose to claim it.

Bite!

Congratulations, host! You have acquired the property rights to a commercial property on West Nanjing Road worth 20 million yuan.

"Sure!" Zhang Yang's eyes lit up immediately.

Although he had fantasized about randomly acquiring a super-sized shop, worth over 100 million yuan, with an annual rent of tens of millions, he thought he couldn't be too greedy. Getting a shop worth 20 million yuan would be pretty good too.

As for the purpose of this shop?

Zhang Yang felt that he should sell it if he could, since he didn't need the rent money; what he lacked was a large amount of working capital.

If the sale goes smoothly, I'll have 20-30 million in cash, plus a daily cashback of 100,000...

That's exactly what shaking looks like!

He examined the shop more closely. It seemed to be a bar being opened there. The location was right on the street, a really good location. If he wanted to sell it, it shouldn't be too much of a problem.

After examining the shops, Zhang Yang finally relaxed, took a shower, and prepared for the most important moment of the day.

"Let's begin." After taking a shower and relaxing, Zhang Yang lay on the bed, checked the time, and waited for midnight to arrive.

Time passed by, minute by minute.

Finally, the seconds passed midnight.

May is over, and it's already the first day of June.

Bite!

Congratulations, host, for maintaining your target body fat percentage this month. You are rewarded with 5 experience points.

Ding! Congratulations, host! You have leveled up to level 5.

Current host level: 5 (0/100)

Current daily cashback: 100,000

Ding: You have an upgrade gift pack to claim.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yang, who had been lying peacefully in bed, suddenly lost all sleepiness, sat up, and every pore of his body radiated excitement.

After working so hard for almost half a month, waiting and hoping, this is exactly what I've been looking forward to!

Earning 100,000 a day!

After much anticipation, my daily income of 100,000 yuan has finally arrived!

You ask what it feels like to earn 100,000 a day? It's like having 36.5 million in cashback a year, which is barely enough to buy a car in a day.

This feeling is hard to describe.

"I'm so awesome!" Zhang Yang couldn't contain his excitement.

As for the next level, Level Six.

A full 100 experience points translate into a daily income of 150,000 and an annual income of over 50 million.

Thinking about his 100 points, Zhang Yang felt a bit hopeless. He even thought that earning 100,000 a day like this for the rest of his life would be good enough, enough for a lifetime.

"Never mind, no rush, let's take it slow," Zhang Yang thought to himself, calming his excitement.

Just like messing around with this store.

It took almost a month from start to finish. The same applies to promotion; it's all about taking your time and building up your skills gradually.

"Oh, right, there's also an upgrade gift pack."

Zhang Yang had almost forgotten about this, and immediately checked the upgrade gift pack.

Bite!

Congratulations, host, you have acquired a Rolls-Royce Cullinan BB Edition.

"Another car?" Zhang Yang was slightly disappointed.

In his view, Bentley worth over five million is already enough to impress and impress, and now he wants to get another car... wait, a Bentley BB version?

The BB version is basically the dad version!

It is said that the Cullinan Black Badge is much rarer than the regular Cullinan, and it is common for it to cost eight or nine million yuan after purchase.

"That's fine." Zhang Yang immediately beamed with joy.

Marrying you isn't actually that difficult; my family doesn't have Cullinan.

He had long admired the Cullinan SUV from the ultra-luxury brand Rolls-Royce.

If Bentley represents elegance, it represents sophistication.

Rolls-Royce exudes prestige and grandeur, truly representing the pinnacle of luxury cars.

Having it is like having the whole world.

After looking at the specific pickup address, Zhang Yang suddenly felt more and more that the apartment he lived in was becoming increasingly unworthy of his current lifestyle.

Once we get our hands on the Cullinan...

The fact that the owner of the Porsche, Bentley, and Cullinan is the same person, and that they even live in an apartment, seems rather strange.

"It's about time to put buying a house on the agenda," Zhang Yang thought to himself.

Originally, I planned to save money through daily cashback, and if I could also get some franchise fees, it seems I already have a shop worth 20 million. If I can sell it successfully, this property will be a piece of cake, right?

Looks like I'll have to find an agent again.

As he thought this, he casually scrolled through his WeChat Moments.

Then, he suddenly stopped moving.

"Pei Xiaoru?" His gaze suddenly stopped on a post on WeChat Moments.

She's working as a real estate agent in Magic City? And at a well-known chain real estate agency?

Pei Xiaoru was his classmate in college.

Well, to be precise, his college classmates—and to be honest, none of them are doing very well. Many are working as real estate agents, selling cars, working in advertising companies, or even as factory workers.

My high school classmates went to different universities after graduation, and now they're in completely different circles.

But for college students, we all graduate the same way—we're all just ordinary people.

Aside from Zhang Yang, the chosen one.

In my memory, Pei Xiaoru seems to be from Pengcheng. She is tall and beautiful, but not in a delicate or demure way. She has a bold, bright, and generous beauty.

To put it simply, you know what "national peace and prosperity" means, right? It's like that.

"Hey old classmate, are you there?" Zhang Yang sent a message casually.

Soon after, messages started popping up like crazy.

"Zhang Yang? I'm not seeing things, am I? Why did you suddenly contact me?" Pei Xiaoru was quite surprised.

Zhang Yang smiled and casually browsed Pei Xiaoru's WeChat Moments.

Sigh, things are definitely different after doing this job. Nine and a half out of ten posts on her WeChat Moments are about various housing listings, while her own daily life is hidden in the cracks and is quite inconspicuous.

Finally, I found a recent photo of Pei Xiaoru.

Um···

Her looks haven't changed; she's still so elegant and poised. But now she knows how to do makeup, and she's very feminine.

"I saw that you work in real estate in Magic City, and I happen to have something I'd like to ask you for help with," Zhang Yang replied.

"Haha, you're not planning to buy a house, are you? Old classmate, you're in Magic City now too?" Pei Xiaoru joked. "What a coincidence! I was just looking for someone to help me out. How about we meet up tomorrow?"

"That's fine then." Zhang Yang didn't plan to talk to her too much on WeChat, so he decided to meet in person. "How about I find a place and treat you to a meal?"

"No, let's just sit in the coffee shop. It's not easy for anyone. I can make some money from real estate. How about I treat you to a coffee?" Pei Xiaoru said.

"That's really true," Zhang Yang muttered to himself, a slight chuckle escaping his lips.

This Pei Xiaoru is still the same as I remember her: pragmatic and doesn't do anything fancy.

"Okay, let's do it your way," Zhang Yang said.

"That's right. We working people have it tough being away from home, so we should save money wherever we can. How about this, let's meet at Starbucks tomorrow. I'll send you the address." With that, Pei Xiaoru sent her a Starbucks address.

Zhang Yang glanced at it and saw that it wasn't too far, so he arranged a meeting time with Pei Xiaoru.

The next morning, before leaving home, Zhang Yang called the Rolls-Royce dealership in Magic City Pudong, to confirm whether his Cullinan Black Badge was in the store.

Last night, he checked the details of the BB version again in advance.

Compared to the regular version, this car is 1.7 million yuan more expensive in terms of list price alone, which is equivalent to the price of a high-end Cayenne. The horsepower is slightly higher than the regular version. In terms of appearance, the grille, logo, side skirts, etc. have all been blacked out, making it extremely cool.

If we have to differentiate it from the regular version, we can think of the BB version as the sport version of the Cullinan, which is more in line with the aesthetics of young people.

But then again, how many young people can afford Cullinan?

"It smells amazing!" Look at all those people online, their tone slightly dismissive, talking about the price-performance ratio...

Let's just say, once you've bought a car at this price, who cares about value for money? Everyone's buying it for their own preferences and to please themselves.

Most importantly, Zhang Yang didn't spend a single penny on this car.

"Mr. Zhang, the car is at the store. When will you come to pick it up?" It was that same old pleasant female voice again.

"Today, I'll make time," Zhang Yang said casually, unsure of the exact time.

Since the Starbucks where we agreed to meet was nearby, and it was already morning, he didn't have time to go get his car first.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang went to a nearby Starbucks to meet Pei Xiaoru.

Because he still planned to pick up the Cullinan, Zhang Yang took a taxi to this Starbucks.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Pei Xiaoru sitting at a table by the glass, wearing a white shirt, a short pencil skirt, and her long hair tied up. She was taking out a makeup mirror every now and then to look at herself.

Zhang Yang stood outside the door, finding it amusing, and without thinking, pushed the door open and went inside.

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Inside Starbucks, Pei Xiaoru looked at herself in the makeup mirror with satisfaction.

"This Zhang Yang, after all these years, he still drools over how I look now..." she thought to herself, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her fair face.

Recalling Zhang Yang's chubby appearance in her memory, she couldn't help but smile.

Pei Xiaoru's smile was still on her face when it suddenly froze.

Suddenly, a tall, handsome man sat down in the seat in front of her, so handsome that it made her heart race.

"Oh... excuse me, this seat is taken." Pei Xiaoru said softly, blushing, her long legs crossing over each other rather discreetly.

Zhang Yang found it amusing to look at Pei Xiaoru's deliberately upright posture.

"It's me, old classmate, Zhang Yang."

"Huh? Zhang Yang?" Pei Xiaoru was instantly dumbfounded, staring blankly at the figure in front of her, feeling the overwhelming handsomeness emanating from him.

Those eyebrows, those eyes, that aura...

Upon closer inspection, one can vaguely see glimpses of the past.

"Holy crap, it really is you, Zhang Yang!!" She finally confirmed that the handsome guy in front of her was indeed the chubby Zhang Yang from back then.

Who could have imagined it? Who could have imagined it!

This complete transformation truly shocked her.

"No... can you not overreact like that?" Zhang Yang noticed the curious glances from the customers around him and couldn't help but remind them.

"I don't want to either!" Pei Xiaoru lowered her voice, took a deep breath, and leaned closer to Zhang Yang, resting her head on the table. "Let me massage you."

Without waiting for Zhang Yang's consent, she directly pinched Zhang Yang's nose.

"Stop pinching me." Zhang Yang's face was really red.

Strictly speaking, system-based cosmetic surgery is still a form of cosmetic surgery. However, when the system intervenes, the results are naturally extraordinary, far surpassing real-world cosmetic procedures by tens of thousands of times.

I just don't know if this look can be passed on to future generations.

"It's true!" Pei Xiaoru's eyes widened, her thumb and forefinger pinching together in the air as if savoring the sensation. "How did you do that, Fatty Zhang?"

"Who are you calling 'Little Fatty'?" Zhang Yang raised his handsome face, which featured thin lips and a straight nose.

The girl sitting next to Zhang Yang had been secretly watching him. Upon hearing Pei Xiaoru's words, she rolled her eyes and whispered to her companion.

"Does this woman even know how to talk?"

"She looks beautiful, but I didn't expect her to talk so nonsensically."

"Hmph, I'm tempted to go up and argue with them."

Perhaps she overheard the complaints from the person next to her, because Pei Xiaoru suddenly fell silent.

"It's just a nickname among classmates, don't mind it, Zhang Yang."

"Nickname?" Zhang Yang shook his head with amusement. "Forget about that, let's talk about something else. By the way, you said you needed my help, what kind of help is it?"

"I just want to find someone to pretend to be a client. I need someone to help me view the house. By the way, what would you like to drink? I'll order you something." Pei Xiaoru got up to order coffee for Zhang Yang.

"Just like you is fine," Zhang Yang said casually.

After a short while, Pei Xiaoru sat down again and recounted the incident in detail.

"The owner of this property is a very demanding person; they only show the property to serious clients, and I haven't been able to get any interior photos."

"So you want me to dress up?" Zhang Yang was speechless.

"I was a little hesitant at first, but now I think you're really suitable to play the role of my client." Pei Xiaoru looked Zhang Yang over and kept marveling.

"But the other party is a rich person, so we have to act like one. You know, we have to have that kind of rich person's demeanor."

"Huh? Don't I have the air of a rich person?" Zhang Yang asked, speechless.

"You're joking again, old classmate. I'm talking to you about serious matters," Pei Xiaoru said gently, feigning annoyance.

"Tell me, how can I make it look convincing?" Zhang Yang asked, amused.

"At the very least, he should have a luxury car, a famous watch, and wear a bespoke suit..." Pei Xiaoru thought of the emperor's golden carrying pole, recalling the image of a wealthy person in her mind.

"That's too deliberate. That's a stereotype. Real rich people can dress however they want and don't care about these external things at all." Zhang Yang shook his head.

"Who cares about that? Having these storefronts at least prevents people from thinking you're poor, right?" Pei Xiaoru said. "So, these external appearances are essential."

"Alright, I'll play along this time," Zhang Yang said casually. "What do you need? I have a watch, I have a Bentley, what else do you need? Tell me."

Today I wrote 10,000 words again, and the first 24 hours saw over 1,800 subscriptions. I'm extremely grateful for everyone's strong support. It's enough to make a living; I'll guarantee at least 5,000 words in the future, and I'll update more whenever I can, since I need to earn money to support my family. Thank you again everyone.