In the eyes of ordinary people, Leon is a second-generation rich kid.
He is the kind of rich kid who only needs to worry about spending money and having fun in life.
On this day, he had just finished a boring and empty gathering with a group of hangers-on when he received a call from his father. His father, whom he only saw twice a year, was less familiar to him than an ATM machine. Of course, his father was not much different from an ATM machine himself.
Impatiently, Leon answered the call and heard a machine-like voice on the other end giving him an order that he could not resist -- "Come back home in half an hour, otherwise, I guarantee you won't even have money to buy buns."
Leon pouted. This was the downside of being an uneducated rich kid - his credit card can be frozen at any time. But nobody wants to have trouble with money, especially someone like him who only knows how to spend and not how to earn.
Leon quickly bid farewell to his friends who were also not progressing in life and called a driver.
One good thing about Leon is his compliance with laws. Even if he just eats an alcoholic chocolate, he needs to find a driver and never drives himself.
The driver stopped his small car in front of Leon's flashy red sports car and stared at it in a daze, saying, "Brother, please get another driver. I don't dare drive this car. It's already full of scratches. I will have to pay half my life to repair it."
Leon impatiently said, "You don't have to pay. Even if you were to crash it and it turned into a pile of mud, it has nothing to do with you."
The driver was wide-eyed, "Bro, please don't mess around. Just cancel the order."
"Not earning money even when you have the chance." Leon muttered in his mouth and canceled the order as he requested. The driver then fled the scene like a hit-and-run accident. Leon watched his back frowning and tapped the roof twice before he turned around and left the car behind.
"I won't drive it. Can't I just take a taxi?"
Leon stood on the side of the road and inexpertly hailed a taxi. He was nauseated by the smell and was relieved when the car stopped at the gate of the villa area. He paid the fare to the driver and said, "Master, you should wash your car. Here's an extra hundred for a car wash."
Ignoring whether the driver was happy or not, Leon tossed an extra hundred yuan to him and walked towards the gate.
At the gate, the security guard stopped him, "Hello?"
"Oh, did you not recognise me because I'm not driving today?" Leon patted the security guard on the shoulder, "Just look at me, how plain do I look? Or is it written on my face that I'm penniless? Since I'm not driving, just check the register. Didn't you check it yesterday? Don't you remember me?"
"I'm sorry, which building do you live in?"
Leon: "..."
Damn it.
Okay, his status as a worthless person is not so good that even the security guards don't recognise him. They only know his father.
"That one in Spring Villa."
The security guard immediately stood still and gave him a standard salute, "Please come in."
Leon rolled his eyes and smiled as he entered the gate. The path to his home was very winding, like a maze. He felt like a bumpkin entering the big city. But his family's ATM machine, oh no, his old father liked this kind of Chinese architecture and found it tranquil and aesthetic.
As someone with no power or influence like a grub, Leon naturally cannot express any opinions. Of course, wherever his father lives, he will follow. As long as he has money to spend.
Finally, Leon managed to reach the main entrance of his house, but he still had to go through two courtyards to reach the living room. Each step made him feel like ancient people had too much time on their hands and designed these three-yard-by-three-yard, no, even eight-yard-by-eight-yards courtyards to play in.
As soon as he entered the second door, Leon heard laughter coming from the living room. Both male and female voices were present. Leon instantly wanted to run away, but his family's housekeeper saw him and shouted, "Hey, Leon is back? Mr. Wood has been waiting for you. Hurry in, please."
Leon was about to raise his index finger to his lips when he saw Wendy pushing the door with coriander in her hand and shouting, "Mr. Wood, Leon is back."
Leon sighed and wiped his face, replacing the expression on his face with a more docile one. Although he doesn't get along with his old man, he never lets him lose face in front of outsiders and friends. He is always very obedient and even thinks he is too considerate, making him a model for all second-generation rich kids. It's worth spending another two million yuan for it.
Leon pushed the door open with a good-child's smile on his face and saw a table full of his father's cronies, oh no, business partners. Leon moved to sit beside his old man and whispered, "I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't pay attention to the time during the gathering with my friends. It was congested on the way back, so I got back late. Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
Alex Wood pat Leon's arm kindly and said, "It's alright. Please sit down quickly. We all have been waiting for you."
Leon looked at the table full of dirty dishes and felt disgusted in his heart, but still put on a guilty expression on his face and apologized with a fake smile, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
Everyone expressed that it was just a family banquet, so don't worry about it and eat quickly. Just as Leon was about to pull out his chair to sit,he suddenly caught sight of someone standing outside the small courtyard outside the dining room, seemingly making a phone call. Leon caught sight of the familiar figure and his heart skipped a beat. He shook his arm, which was holding the chair, and sat down crookedly. The person turned around and seemed to have seen him. Their eyes met, and Leon felt his whole body numb. Why was he fucking here?! How did he come here?!