You Left Me Stunned

"Huh?" Pei Xiaoru was taken aback, then chuckled, "Old classmate, you're exaggerating a bit too much. We're old classmates, is this necessary?"

Zhang Yang was speechless. Although he didn't like to show off, he would never deliberately hide anything. He didn't expect his old classmate to not believe him.

"Look, is this watch appropriate enough to wear when meeting the landlord?" Zhang Yang held out his wrist.

"What kind of watch is this? It doesn't look cheap," Pei Xiaoru remarked casually as she leaned closer to take a look.

Well, just by looking at Pei Xiaoru, you can tell she doesn't know much about watches.

"Forget it." Zhang Yang withdrew his wrist, feeling like he was talking to a brick wall.

"I don't recognize the watch, but I recognize the car. Where's your car? Where's the Bentley?" Pei Xiaoru asked with amusement.

"I left in a hurry and didn't drive out," Zhang Yang said casually.

Besides, the original purpose of coming out today was to Cullinan, so why did we end up driving it?

Pei Xiaoru chuckled softly without saying anything, got up to get coffee and brought it to Zhang Yang, saying softly, "Zhang Yang, between classmates, we really don't need these so-called empty gestures of face. I won't laugh at you."

Zhang Yang wasn't in a hurry to explain; he slammed the Bentley's little wing car keys onto the table.

Pei Xiaoru's eyes widened, staring blankly at the car keys on the table.

"What... what is this?"

"I haven't actually driven the Bentley yet, but I'm going to pick up the Cullinan later. If you're interested, I can take you for a ride in the Cullinan."

Pei Xiaoru's expression froze on her face, and she remained silent for a long time. She vaguely sensed that Zhang Yang seemed to be serious.

I just thought this old classmate was really handsome.

Looking at it closely now, this calm and composed demeanor, this unwavering composure even in the face of Taishan collapse...

"Did you drive?" Zhang Yang looked up at Pei Xiaoru, whose beautiful eyes were glazed over, and found it amusing.

"Ah... I have one." Pei Xiaoru seemed to have just come to her senses, staring blankly at Zhang Yang.

"Let's go, let's get the car." Zhang Yang picked up his coffee cup and walked straight outside.

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Inside a Rolls-Royce dealership in Pudong.

Accompanied by a young lady at the Rolls-Royce dealership, Zhang Yang quickly saw his new car.

Rolls-Royce Cullinan BB Edition, commonly known as the "Dad's Edition".

A Rolls-Royce saleswoman in a white shirt and gray skirt stood smiling beside him, her demeanor charming, intelligent, and elegant.

Pei Xiaoru stood to the side, feeling dizzy. From the moment she was on the road until now, standing in front of this Rolls-Royce, she felt like she was in a dream.

WHAT? Her former college classmate is not only ridiculously handsome, but he's also a Cullinan owner?!

What did they just say? With all the optional extras, it's over nine million, almost ten million?

My god, a car worth ten million?

Standing in front of his new car, Zhang Yang could hear someone's rapid breathing.

He looked at the young lady at the Rolls-Royce dealership, who immediately smiled even more beautifully and brightly. He then looked at Pei Xiaoru standing to the side.

Well, this woman is pursing her red lips, her chest heaving.

Zhang Yang found it amusing and refocused his attention on his new car.

The diamond black finish exudes luxury and grandeur. It features a long and imposing Parthenon Grille, rectangular full-LED headlights, the timeless Spirit of Ecstasy, and the dazzling double-R logo.

Wow, no wonder it's a Rolls-Royce!

Feeling the overwhelming sense of luxury and prestige, Zhang Yang couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Bentley has perfected elegance, but in terms of presence, aura, and luxury, Rolls -Rolls-Royce undoubtedly reigns supreme.

"Mr. Zhang, you are the youngest and most handsome Cullinan owner I have ever seen." The Rolls-Royce saleswoman next to him praised him generously, making no attempt to hide the admiration in her eyes.

Zhang Yang naturally didn't take what the young lady said seriously. There are plenty of rich people out there. Not to mention the second generation of rich people, even self-made entrepreneurs can afford to drive Cullinan at this age.

However, we can only reluctantly acknowledge Zhang Yang as the most handsome Cullinan owner.

There's nothing I can do. It's clearly the truth. If he doesn't admit it, being overly modest would seem hypocritical, but he's not hypocritical at all.

"Oh, by the way, we've arranged a car handover ceremony for you," the young woman said.

The handover ceremony at a Rolls-Royce dealership is naturally meticulous, with the emphasis on making guests feel right at home.

A shower of flower petals, colorful balloons, and the sound of Rolls-Royce store employees clapping enthusiastically.

Pei Xiaoru, standing to the side, also clapped along dumbly, her eyes remaining vacant.

"Mr. Zhang, the car keys and all the vehicle's paper documents are in the file folder." The Rolls-Royce saleswoman handed them over with both hands. "By the way, would you like me to show you around the car's features?"

Zhang Yang looked at the young woman in the white shirt, whose eyes held a hint of expectation and a gentle smile.

"Okay, thank you for your help." Zhang Yang nodded in agreement.

He got into the car first.

The Cullinan's interior blends tradition and modernity, featuring both the luxurious feel of abundant wood grain and leather, and a modern three-dial instrument cluster design.

The passenger door opened gently, and the Rolls-Royce lady got in. The ample space allowed her to stretch her legs out, with at least an arm's length between them.

A moment later, the Cullinan slowly drove off, its entire body gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight, its heavy, diamond-black finish shimmering.

Zhang Yang lightly pressed the accelerator.

Despite having a powerful V12 engine, it remained remarkably stable during acceleration.

It seems that Rolls-Royce's core pursuit is ultimately not speed and passion.

The Cullinan stopped and started frequently, and the Rolls-Royce dealership lady in the passenger seat was very attentive. She would sometimes bend down and sometimes lean forward to explain the car's functions very thoroughly.

Zhang Yang could smell the leather of the new car and the perfume on the young woman.

"If you have any questions, feel free to call me anytime." On the way back, the Rolls-Royce dealership employee handed me a fragrant business card.

Zhang Yang accepted the business card and drove his Cullinan straight back to the Rolls-Royce dealership.

Sitting far away in the car, he could see Pei Xiaoru standing in the wind with her arms crossed and her hair disheveled at the temples.

"Come on, old classmate, I promised to take you for a drive."

Zhang Yang drove up to Pei Xiaoru, rolled down the window, and waved.

"Huh? Oh, oh." Pei Xiaoru hurriedly opened the passenger door. Her figure, which had been relaxed and natural before, now looked somewhat restrained.

Zhang Yang glanced sideways at Pei Xiaoru sitting upright in the passenger seat and found it somewhat amusing.

"Pei Xiaoru, be natural. We're old classmates, no need to be so tense."

Pei Xiaoru turned her beautiful face to Zhang Yang, hesitated for a few seconds, and then suddenly slumped weakly in her seat.

"My God, it really Cullinan!"

She felt herself sitting on something, and when she pulled it out, she realized it was Cullinan's folder. She was so startled that she quickly put it back in the armrest box.

"So, I should be able to help you with that favor now, right?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

Pei Xiaoru nodded frantically.

"Sure, sure, thank you in advance, classmate."

Zhang Yang didn't reveal his purpose for coming, nor did he mention selling a shop or anything like that. He planned to help Pei Xiaoru finish this favor first.

"By the way, why were you and that girl from the shop out for so long?" Pei Xiaoru suddenly asked curiously.

"Didn't I tell you to go out and familiarize yourself with the new features? Why are you asking this?" Zhang Yang felt confused.

"It's nothing, I was just asking," Pei Xiaoru said, blinking.

Pei Xiaoru's suggestion to view the house wasn't for today; she needed to confirm she had a client before she could confidently schedule an appointment with the landlord.

Originally, she felt uneasy.

But I'm not afraid anymore.

What's there to be afraid of? She's an old classmate who drives Cullinan worth nearly ten million, and it's probably true that she also owns Bentley. Not to mention the watch on her wrist.

Isn't this a genuine, high-quality customer?

Absolutely perfect.

"By the way, what kind of house are you looking at?" Zhang Yang asked out of curiosity.

"A house?" Pei Xiaoru suddenly sighed, "A mansion worth over 100 million, the house I've wanted to sell for the rest of my life."

In Magic City, with countless real estate agencies, how many genuine luxury homes can be sold in a single day? Not to mention these mansions worth over 100 million yuan.

Both the properties themselves and the customers are extremely scarce.

Selling this kind of house is a matter of luck! After all, the commission from just one sale is enough for a not-so-ambitious real estate agent to live comfortably for many years.

"A mansion worth over 100 million?" Zhang Yang nodded calmly, saying nothing.

"Wait a minute, where's my car?" Suddenly, Pei Xiaoru realized and turned around to look at Zhang Yang.

"Look at you, you were so focused on sitting in my passenger seat that you forgot about the car, didn't you?" Zhang Yang was also a little speechless; he had completely forgotten that he had come here in Pei Xiaoru's car.

So he had no choice but to turn around and send Pei Xiaoru back.

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At midday, the business of Shudu Roasted Duck was just as booming.

When Zhang Yang parked his brand-new Cullinan Black Badge in front of the store, passersby and even customers inside the store all turned their heads to look.

"Holy crap, Zhang Shuai, you picked up another car?" Bei Jiajia ran out of the store, her eyes wide.

The car's body was entirely gleaming in diamond black, exuding an aura of luxury and prestige, and the tall, incredibly handsome figure who had just stepped out of the car...

Bei Jiajia immediately knelt down in admiration.

"Cullinan? What's this? Handsome Zhang, I'm begging to be your leg."

Passersby couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"Wow, is this the Cullinan Black Badge? It'll cost almost ten million after landing, awesome!"

"This looks like the owner of this Shudu Roasted Duck restaurant. I heard he also owns a Bentley, he's super rich."

"If you're not short of money, why open this shop? How much money can this shop actually make?"

"He drives it for his woman to play around with."

Zhang Yang listened to the passersby's comments and looked at Bei Jiajia, who was almost about to cling to him, and found it somewhat amusing.

"No way, what's so great about clinging to my leg?"

"No matter what, I've finally realized that Zhang Shuai, you're the real powerhouse. There's nothing to rely on from my dad." Bei Jiajia clenched her fists and said firmly.

The store employees, as well as some customers who came specifically for Zhang Yang because of the store's promotional video, all looked at the Cullinan outside the door with varying expressions.

"Is this shop owner really that rich? He's handsome and wealthy! He's a god among men!"

"I was originally thinking of giving them a helping hand and boosting their business, but now it seems they were just doing it for fun. But to be fair, the food here is really good."

"Congratulations, boss, on your new car!" This is the salesperson seizing the opportunity to flatter the boss.

Inside the store, Bei Wei jogged out, her eyes wide with surprise and awe as she gazed at the Cullinan, which gleamed with an aura of wealth even in its wheels under the sunlight.

"Zhang Yang, you bought another car?"

"Yeah, let's go for a drive?" Zhang Yang opened the passenger door.

"I want to go too, handsome Zhang, brother-in-law, take me with you, take me with you!" Bei Jiajia said, clinging to Zhang Yang's arm, her expression full of eagerness.

"No, you've already left, who's going to watch the shop?" Zhang Yang, sounding slightly helpless.

"The store is running smoothly now, it won't be a big deal if I'm not there, so please take me with you!" Bei Jiajia shook Zhang Yang's arm.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yang rummaged around and found a bunch of supermarket shopping cards that he had recharged in his spare time. The face value wasn't high, only two hundred yuan each.

He walked into the store and casually handed out a handful of coins.

"Come on, everyone, one sheet each. Work hard, let's keep going until we reach 10,000 in revenue today, then we'll have a group dinner after get off work tonight."

"Thank you, boss!"

"The boss is so generous!"

The shop assistants were all beaming with joy. Sure enough, working for the right boss meant a wonderful life, and as long as they worked hard, they were sure to get good rewards!

A moment later, Zhang Yang, with Bei Wei in the passenger seat and Bei Jiajia, who couldn't wait to get in, drove the Cullinan out for a spin.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yang drove his Cullinan through the streets of Magic City.

Bei Wei sat in the passenger seat, her dark hair fluttering gently in the breeze outside the window... As the Cullinan's passenger seat, she was undoubtedly more than qualified.

Occasionally, when I stop at a traffic light, passersby look over, and many whisper among themselves.

Although Bei Wei didn't know what they were talking about, and she wasn't a vain girl herself, a strange feeling still welled up inside her at that moment.

This is human instinct.

"Zhang Yang, it seems there's more than one perfume scent in the car." Bei Wei sniffed lightly, then turned to Zhang Yang with a smile.

"Really? I don't know." Zhang Yang smiled and didn't explain.

There's nothing wrong with it; too much explanation only makes things more unclear.

Bei Jiajia, sitting in the back seat, blinked, and then, as if struck by a sudden thought, immediately looked down, took out her phone, and typed something out and sent it.

On the first day of earning 100,000 yuan a day, Zhang Yang already had over 7 million yuan in cash. If the shop was successfully sold soon, he would have another 20 million yuan.

This cash flow may not be enough to compare with the super-rich, but compared with the less fortunate, it's certainly at the top.

So Zhang Yang headed straight to the mall, intending to take the two girls on a shopping spree.

The joy of shopping doesn't necessarily come from buying luxury goods.

It can only be said that Zhang Yang's financial resources gave him the confidence to choose freely without being bound by price.

The three of them walked through the mall, looking around here and there, buying whatever they liked without hesitation.

Clothes, cosmetics, daily necessities, snacks...

It looked like a big shopping spree, but actually, after spending an entire afternoon shopping, I only spent a little over ten thousand yuan. Moreover, the things I bought were all quite practical and could be used for a long time in daily life.

"Your fighting strength is...?" Zhang Yang was speechless.

Even with six hands, the three of them would have had a hard time carrying all of it, yet it only cost a little over ten thousand, all paid for by Bei Wei using her mall prepaid card.

"Handsome Zhang, as a wealthy man, you seem to have forgotten what ordinary people's lives are like, haven't you?" Bei Jiajia sighed deeply.

"Buying daily necessities, you can easily spend tens of thousands of yuan. Do you still think that's not enough?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback, then shook his head and smiled.

No wonder the ancients said that it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality, but easy to go from frugality to extravagance. This principle seems to have remained unchanged throughout history.

As evening approached, Zhang Yang drove his Cullinan, its trunk brimming with belongings, straight to the Cullinan to attend the evening's dinner party.

Today's turnover is also very good. Although it hasn't reached 10,000 yet, I estimate that it will definitely exceed 10,000 tonight.

Therefore, Zhang Yang booked a table at a nearby Banu Hotpot well in advance, preparing for their dinner gathering that evening.

The employees' get-togethers at the restaurant are all about being down-to-earth; there's really no need to go to fancy venues, otherwise there's no atmosphere at all.

It was late at night, inside a private room at Banu Hotpot.

All the employees of the Chengdu Magic City Shudu Roasted Duck Shanghai branch gathered together and took turns toasting Zhang Yang.

"Boss, let me propose a toast to you."

"Please, boss."

Today's revenue exceeded 10,000 again without any suspense. Although it was a very insignificant number in Zhang Yang's eyes, it was the result of the hard work of everyone in the store.

Zhang Yang drank his wine and ate the dishes that Bei Wei had personally cooked, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Although his business was small and he had few employees, it didn't stop him from being very successful.

I opened my phone and casually scrolled through the WeChat Moments of my former high school classmates.

Some people post pictures of their travels, some of their houses, some inadvertently show off their new cars, and some flaunt their relationships, with girlfriends only posting pictures of their slender backs and never their faces...

Zhang Yang looked at all of the above, but simply smiled.

We only envy what we don't have.

When he has all of this so easily, what is there to envy?

His cars went from Porsche to Bentley to Rolls-Royce; his watches reached 1.8 million; he didn't own a house, but his goal was a mansion worth hundreds of millions; travel? Where couldn't he go if he wanted?

Everything, everything, is readily available.

As for the girl?

"Zhang Yang, what are you laughing at?" Bei Wei, who was standing to the side, smiled and turned her head to look at him, and took out a tissue to gently wipe the corner of his mouth.

"I wasn't laughing at anything, I just suddenly felt that it's good for people to be a little worldly," Zhang Yang said casually with a smile.

Although people always call him a male god, Lao Zhang never thinks so.

After being an ordinary person for twenty-five years, he's suddenly become successful and starts showing off? Bullshit! He's always thought of himself as an ordinary person. What others think of him is their business. He just enjoys experiencing the joys and sorrows of life and savoring all the beauty of the world.

In the middle of the night, everyone was enjoying their food and drinks to the fullest.

Downstairs, after everyone had dispersed, Zhang Yang casually hailed a designated driver to get in the car.

When the designated driver came over and saw the nearly ten million Cullinan, the incredibly handsome owner, and his sweet and lovely girlfriend, he was immediately filled with envy.