After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere loosened up.
The young masters and princesses began complaining about the various frustrations in their lives lately.
It was the usual—getting into conflicts while street racing or butting heads with their parents.
Liu Chen'ang found it all rather dull.
Though these wealthy heirs appeared worldly and well-traveled, with seemingly broad horizons,
Liu Chen'ang couldn't help but feel their worlds were actually quite small.
Having never experienced real hardship—not even stressing over college entrance exams—
they’d huff and puff at the slightest setback.
Their emotional maturity felt stunted…
Yet they still loved pretending to be sophisticated.
Liu Chen'ang maintained a polite smile while mentally planning to invite Su Bai for a gaming session after this dinner wrapped up.
He’d heard Su Bai often played games with Chen Yusheng, who even carried him.
Ah, how he longed to hitch a ride on that carry squad…
"Hey, Liu Shao, I heard you’re somewhat acquainted with Su Bai?" a guy suddenly asked mid-conversation.
"Yeah, you could say that… Why?"
"Ugh, that guy’s been on some investment kick lately—bought a company, partnered with Jiangcheng University’s lab… My dad keeps holding him up as a role model, telling me to ‘learn from him’ and ‘get serious’ instead of fooling around."
The guy looked torn between envy for Su Bai’s success and annoyance at his father’s nagging.
"Why not try investing too? With the market down, plenty of people are looking to sell," a girl chimed in.
"That’s the problem. Anyone can throw money around, but the trick is not losing too much while also spending in ways that please the elders. Ugh, reading their minds is impossible."
The rant earned unanimous nods from the group.
Sometimes, the wealthy elite weren’t the most patient teachers for their heirs.
Having clawed their way up from nothing, they had instincts and intuition their sheltered offspring simply lacked.
Even when the younger generation tried their best, the results often just spiked their parents’ blood pressure.
How many second-gen entrepreneurs had burned fortunes on failed ventures?
Ironically, the ones who only partied and shopped were practically frugal by comparison.
After all, lavish lifestyles still couldn’t drain money faster than a startup going under…
Yet knowing all this, no one at the table had cracked the code to parental approval.
Misery, it seemed, wasn’t a universal language.
"Blame Su Bai. He should’ve just stuck to chasing girls—why’s he grinding so hard? Now we’ve got to keep up."
"Seriously! Liu Shao, tell Su Bai to chill. He’s making the rest of us look bad…"
The collective whining almost made Liu Chen'ang laugh.
So Su Bai was now the golden boy of their elite circle?
That couldn’t be right.
If anyone embodied carefree indulgence, it was Su Bai.
Sure, none of them here couldn’t afford a luxury villa like Yashige’s mountain-view townhouses.
But every expense had to be justified to their parents.
Dropping over a million a year on rent? That’d raise eyebrows.
By that measure, Su Bai lived with far more freedom than your average rich heir.
Especially that Koenigsegg worth 30 million yuan really made everyone present envy to the core.
Some people even beat around the bush and asked Liu Chen'ang if there was any chance to get in touch with Su Bai so that they could also have a taste of it.
Liu Chen'ang replied that it was unlikely. Su Bai was rather aloof.
However, what she was actually thinking about was on another level.
That car had just arrived in Su Bai's hands, and he and she had... in the car. That car was actually a carrier of Liu Chen'ang's sensitive and delicate feelings.
She hoped that as few people as possible would sit in that car.
It would be best if it could become a permanent private memory between her and Su Bai.
But this was just wishful thinking and actually unrealistic.
Su Bai's girlfriends would definitely take rides in it.
Just as Liu Chen'ang was recalling the details of that time with a faint sense of happiness on her face, the bar manager in a proper suit gently knocked on the door and came in.
"Mr. Liu, the people at table B07 in the outside booth are here to toast you. Do you think it's convenient for them to come in now?"
Normally, a single waiter is assigned to take care of a private room for the whole night.
But it was different for Liu's group. The manager himself took charge.
Liu Chen'ang was a bit helpless and nodded, saying, "Let them in."
Since she returned to China, she had such gatherings every now and then.
She didn't like to join in the hustle and bustle of such places full of indulgence. Fortunately, she could choose a quiet bar. If it were a bar with wild dancing, Liu Chen'ang really couldn't stand it.
Soon, several young people filed in.
Compared with those sitting in the private room, they looked shabbier in terms of temperament, and their expressions and actions were generally rather restrained.
The family backgrounds of these people were generally one or even several levels lower than those inside.
It was already good enough for them to come and toast Mr. Liu.
Xue Tao was also among them.
After the formal toasting, he seized the opportunity to get on friendly terms with Liu Chen'ang.
"Hello, Mr. Liu. My name is Xue Tao. Actually, we are classmates in the same class. You may have seen me in class..."
Xue Tao said, bending down with a smile on his face that was almost like a chrysanthemum.
There was nothing he could do. He didn't want to act like a sycophant either, but his father asked him to find an opportunity to get on friendly terms with Mr. Liu. It was not easy for him to be a classmate with her by chance. Why not develop some connections?
Business - oriented families always attached great importance to this aspect.
Xue Tao spoke very fast, afraid that being too wordy would arouse the disgust of the other rich guys and girls around.
Fortunately, Liu Chen'ang quickly reacted and said, "Oh, you're Su Bai's roommate, right? You often go to the canteen with him for meals."
"Yes..."
"OK, OK. Keep in touch at school in the future. After class, when you go to the canteen, you can also ask Brother Bai to call me along."
She responded indifferently and then turned to the others.
Xue Tao stepped back with an embarrassed smile. He felt rather awkward.
It seemed that he had got on friendly terms with her, but also seemed not.
What annoyed Xue Tao the most was that his impression in Mr. Liu's eyes seemed to be tied to Su Bai.
Especially the details of Liu Chen'ang's words really shocked Xue Tao.
She actually called Su Bai "Brother Bai" in front of these high - end social circles.
How prestigious was that!
In Xue Tao's eyes, wasn't Su Bai just an upstart?
Why did even Mr. Liu think so highly of him?
Could it be that they really hit it off and became close friends in such a short time?
Xue Tao was utterly puzzled and even began to have strange thoughts. Could it be that Su Bai's financial resources were to the extent that even Liu Chen'ang had to show respect?
It couldn't be.
Although Su Bai's new car was indeed quite expensive, which overturned Xue Tao's previous speculation.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
