"Hey, Zhuang Ying, could you help me score a car? Mine is probably already on the internet, and I don't dare to drive it anymore!" Fang Jueyu whispered his request to Zhuang Ying from a corner.
"Hahahahaha!" Zhuang Ying laughed so hard wrinkles nearly formed. In truth, Fang Jueyu had access to those small helicopters at the airport in Modu, and she could easily have one pick him up and have someone else take care of the car.
She was doing this purely for her amusement, and if Fang Jueyu knew her mindset, he'd probably be murderous!
"You're laughing? I was almost gawked at like a zoo gorilla just now!" Fang Jueyu grumbled.
"Alright, I'll have someone send a car over to you shortly. What kind of car do you prefer? You have many large 4S stores in Modu, and the warehouse has reserved a lot of cars for you, all sorts of brands and models!"
"Get me a Maserati 430!" Apollo's Sun God was Fang Jueyu's dream car, and the Maserati was his former "small goal." He liked Maserati simply for the logo, not so much for the car's exterior or performance.
"Alright, I'll have someone bring it over to you soon!"
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"Phew!" Fang Jueyu let out a sigh of relief, finally walking out of the underground garage. He encountered many rubberneckers along the way, but dressed in a plain white T-shirt that cost around fifty yuan, no one linked him to the flashy mystery figure from earlier.
"Thanks, Teacher Pu. I'm out. Where are you guys?" Fang Jueyu dialed the number again.
"Oh, we're right at the square where you just landed. Principal Wang is here too; I'll introduce you guys in a bit!"
"Okay, I'll be there shortly!"
Fang Jueyu sprinted and quickly found Liu Yimou and the others at the entrance.
"Teacher Pu!" Having seen Principal Wang and Teacher Pu many times on live streams and online, Fang Jueyu recognized them instantly, and although he wasn't too familiar with the others, they seemed familiar, likely former members of the old IG team.
"You... you're 'Lin Shen Jian Lu,' the 'Deer Boss'?" Liu Yimou couldn't believe it; Fang Jueyu was just too young. With no photos of himself on his social media, Liu Yimou had thought Fang Jueyu would be at least in his thirties.
"Yes, that's me. I'm Fang Jueyu, 20 years old, studying at Jiangnan University in Jiangnan City!" Fang Jueyu shook hands with them.
"Uh...hello," Liu Yimou was still recovering from his shock, "Well, let me introduce you first. These are my teammates, we've played games together recently; this is Principal Wang, you definitely know him, so I won't go into details!"
"Principal Wang, I've heard so much about you!" This was the first time Fang Jueyu met Wang Cong in person, who seemed quite down-to-earth.
"I never expected a young tycoon like you to be tucked away right here in Huaxia, Brother Fang," Wang Cong greeted him warmly, "May I ask you something sneakily? That helicopter of yours, is it for sale? I'll offer 150 million US dollars, you won't lose out!"
Fang Jueyu suddenly realized why Wang Cong was so enthusiastic—his helicopter had caught his interest. In fact, Wang Cong had another motive; he wanted to confirm if the helicopter was really Fang Jueyu's.
"What, Principal Wang, you're interested in my chopper?" Fang Jueyu smiled.
"Between us, both my dad and I were at that auction. Had you not bid, we'd have nailed it!" Wang Cong genuinely liked that helicopter.
"Hahaha, that helicopter was bought by my dad; it has nothing to do with me. But if you're interested, not this one, my family also has another AH-1 attack helicopter converted into a private plane. If you offer a fair price, I might consider it!"
This news had also just been shared with him by Zhuang Ying. It seemed his old man was extremely fond of these private aircraft modified from military helicopters. There were probably more than twenty such choppers in his name, each one priced at over one hundred million US dollars.
"So straightforward! I'm definitely gonna be friends with you!" Business was clinched in just a few words, and the units were "billion" and "US dollar" no less. Teacher Park and his friends were utterly astonished. So this is how rich people chat!
"By the way, do you need to borrow a car for now? You probably won't be able to drive that Porsche on the road anymore, huh? Hahaha?" Wang Cong laughed as if he was enjoying another's misfortune.
"No need, my assistant will bring me a new car soon. I won't be driving that one anymore!"
"If you're not going to drive it, why not give it to me?" Teacher Park's friends couldn't help but grumble internally. They were itching for a car that's worth a million, yet here it was being dismissed so casually!
China Joy, formally known as the Huaxia International Digital Interactive Entertainment Exhibition, holds various games, anime, digital products, and more over its four-day duration. But what really draws droves of otaku is the plethora of beautiful cosplayers.
As he walked, Fang Jueyu was dazzled by the parade of long legs. It seemed that, by virtue of being with Principal Wang and Teacher Park, he drew a lot of attention wherever he went, as his face was completely unfamiliar to the online community.
Since they had been delayed on the road, by the time they wandered around a bit, it was already noon. Principal Wang directly invited Fang Jueyu to lunch, having already reserved seats at a nearby hotel.
Since Guo Xinyu would only show up in the afternoon and they were scheduled to have dinner together, Fang Jueyu wasn't too modest to decline the lunch invitation.
"Old Fang, ride with me!" Teacher Park gestured to his orange Lamborghini parked by the curb. "The principal's car only has two seats, you know what I mean!"
Teacher Park's gaze fleetingly touched on the beautiful internet celebrity beside Principal Wang, although she didn't quite seem like the one who was recently photographed by netizens online. Probably changed, he thought, not an unusual occurrence anymore.
"What about them?" Fang Jueyu gestured towards Sun Long and the others.
"No worries, we all brought our own cars. You guys go ahead!"
"Sure!" Fang Jueyu hopped into Teacher Park's car. It was his first time in a sports car, even though his own was being custom-made, he couldn't help feeling a bit nervous.
The roar of the engine brought the orange Lamborghini to life, speeding off and following Wang Cong's limited edition Porsche 918.
Wang Cong had chosen a nearby five-star hotel for lunch. Originally, they had planned to grab something casual, but now that Fang Jueyu was with them, they couldn't settle for anything less, even though they had all gotten quite familiar in just a short time.
"By the way, Old Fang, we still don't know what your family does. You seem to come from quite a substantial enterprise; I bet your parents are no ordinary people. Maybe our parents even know each other!" Over lunch, the conversation flowed freely, and Wang Cong seemed very interested in Fang Jueyu's background.
"Well... my family does a bit of everything. Honestly, I don't even know all the industries we're involved in. I only found out how rich we were last week," Fang Jueyu had repeated this line countless times over the past week, "As for my parents, they're no longer with us!"
"Oh sorry, I didn't know..." When Fang Jueyu said 'no longer with us,' he meant they were not on Earth, but Wang Cong took it as they were no longer alive. This allowed him to also make sense of the earlier part of the conversation, guessing Fang Jueyu must have inherited a large fortune from his parents.
Fang Jueyu realized that Wang Cong had misunderstood, but he didn't explain, as it would be funny if one day Wang Cong seriously investigated the matter. He could only silently apologize to Fang Huai and Cao Lan in his heart.
"By the way, Old Fang, Baidar Film is planning to shoot a movie soon but is short on funds. What do you think, interested in chipping in? You'll get a share of the profits based on your investment!" Wang Cong was facing some problems recently and saw a chance to tap into Fang Jueyu's resources.
"Really, Principal? Your family has so much money and you still need me to fund a movie?"
"Hahaha, the money is my old man's. He gave me some start-up capital and then left me to my own devices. Everything else I've earned is from my own investments. I've just been investing a bit too much recently and I'm a little short on cash!" Wang Cong laughed even though he had a decent nest egg in his private treasury, but that was for emergencies and not to be touched carelessly.
Fang Jueyu slapped his chest, "Sure, how much do you need? I'll cover the rest!"