I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 156
Early the next morning, Zhang Yang got up early and checked out of the room.

On the way to the flower shop where I ordered a flower basket.

Zhang Yang's hand wearing a 700 million watch was holding Cullinan's steering wheel, and the two complemented each other.

"It's swollen, it's swollen."

Even if it was Zhang Yang, it was inevitable that he would feel a little overwhelmed.

Twenty-seven million, not 700 million, is equivalent to wearing a mansion in Shanghai on your wrist. This kind of configuration belongs to no other than a big shot.

Even though he is worth [-] to [-] billion, he can only be said to be barely qualified to wear a watch worth tens of millions.

"That's right." Zhang Yang took out his phone and took a photo of his left hand and the steering wheel.

I originally planned to slide my hand to make a circle or something.

But thinking about it, the advantages of doing so would be too conspicuous, so I might as well give it up.

Not long after, Zhang Yang drove Cullinan and stopped in front of a flower shop.

He called in advance to order an opening flower basket, and it just happened to be delivered to him. Anyway, it was easy, so he just wanted to express his friendliness. He would go to the nursing center store later and have a look. If it was suitable, it might be a good idea to apply for a card.

"Then... I'll get you a plastic bag to cover it with branches. Don't scratch your car." The young proprietress of the flower shop was particularly enthusiastic.

"No, no, it's not that particular." Zhang Yang opened the trunk.

The trunk of his Cullinan actually has an additional seat, and the space is a little smaller than before, but it's not in the way and can fit in.

Zhang Yang stuffed the flower basket into the trunk.

The flower basket was bumping and bumping, and the proprietress on the side was frightened to see it.

However, Zhang Yang didn't seem to realize it, so he closed the trunk, got in the car, and left straight away, heading straight to the newly opened luxury car maintenance center.

At nine o'clock in the morning, outside the Shengtian Luxury Car Maintenance Center, there was a huge momentum.

There are flower baskets stretching outside the store, and there is a constant flow of luxury cars coming and going, including Rolls-Royce, Bentley, or sports cars such as Mullen.

The level of the opening scene was so impressive that it was invisibly a vivid publicity.

"Respectable enough." Zhang Yang sat in the car and looked outside, sighing with emotion.

With such a grand opening and such intense publicity, you will know that the business of this nursing center will definitely be the same in the future.

From a distance, he saw the members of the group in front of the store.

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"Thank you all for supporting me today." Mr. Qian, the owner of Shengtian Nursing Center, smiled brightly and kept thanking the friends who came to support him.

"Should be."

"We are all in the same car club, so we should help each other!"

"It's a small matter. When our own store opens, the place must be supported!"

Everyone said kind words.

"Damn it, is that Mr. Jin's Frog King? They are so handsome!" Someone screamed in surprise.

Everyone looked together.

In the distance, a radiant supercar with a liquid metal color is speeding towards it. The iconic front face is none other than the Frog King 918.

918 stopped, and a cynical young man got out of the car.

"Hello, Mr. Jin!"

"Young Master Jin, this car of yours is really handsome. Let us borrow it for a while later."

Everyone present gathered around him, and their words were full of respect.

"It's easy to say, the key is here." Mr. Jin shook the car key in his hand casually, "President Su, where is President Su?"

He looked around.

Su Jiajun hurriedly stepped forward with a smile.

The man in front of him, Mr. Jin, whose real name is Jin Yanchao, has the most luxurious family status among the rich second generation of the car club, so he has the highest status. He, Su Jiajun, is not even worthy of carrying the shoes of this man in front of him.

"Jin Shao."

"Jiajun, I was busy with something last night and didn't go over. I wanted to say hello to you." Jin Yanchao said casually.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter." Su Jiajun said quickly.

"I heard from Mr. Zhou Shaoqiang that there was a high-profile newcomer at last night's party. It seems you recruited him?" Jin Yanchao said seemingly casually.

Su Jiajun's scalp was numb and he could only nod.

"I heard that he is so popular that all the girls in the audience are surrounding him? I would like to meet this guy to see who he is." Jin Yanchao said lightly, and then suddenly looked aside.

"Hey, Xiaotian, are you here too?"

"Hello, Mr. Jin." Xiang Xiaotian said hello with a chuckle from the side.

"You went last night, right?" Jin Yanchao whispered softly, his attitude more gentle, "If I had known you were going, I should have put aside other things."

"Ah?" Xiang Xiaotian was stunned, and faced the slightly burning eyes in front of him, he took half a step back.

Jin Yanchao shook his head and smiled when he saw this, "You still have such a sense of distance from me."

As he was talking, Zhou Shaoqiang on the side suddenly looked into the distance.

"Mr. Jin, that car over there seems to belong to a newcomer in our car club."

"Oh?" Jin Yanchao glanced at it from a distance and said with a smile, "Cullinan BB, the car is quite good, no wonder it is so high-profile."

Take a look at the cars of many members of the entire car club.

Most of them are Ghosts, or ordinary versions of Cullinan. As for Rolls-Royce's benchmark, Phantom, they are simply rare. Although the owner is among the crowd, he is basically invisible.

As for the father version of Cullinan, there are not many, and it can be regarded as standing in the upper echelon of many Rolls-Royce models in the car club.

Just as he was talking, a figure walked down from the two dark Cullinan BB boards.

The figure looked tall and heroic, with thin lips and a straight nose. He looked like the perfect male protagonist from a novel.

"Is it him?" Jin Yanchao frowned.

He watched the figure coming straight from a distance with a flower basket, feeling the handsomeness coming towards him, and felt an indescribable feeling of being suppressed in his heart.

how come?
Is there anyone in this car club who can beat him?
Zhang Yang took the flower basket and walked straight towards today's protagonist.

"With less money, the business will be successful."

"Zhang Yang? Welcome!" Mr. Qian came up to greet him, enthusiastically accepted the flower basket, and invited Zhang Yang to come in and sit down.

Zhang Yang nodded and walked straight towards the group of car club friends in front of him who had just met yesterday. They became familiar with each other once and twice, and they naturally became familiar with each other after seeing each other more often.

He had some impression of most of the people in front of him.

However, there was a young man surrounded by others who was staring at him with his hands in his pockets.

Who is this?
"Zhang Yang, come here, let me introduce Mr. Jin to you." Su Jiajun stepped forward quickly, grabbed Zhang Yang, and was about to introduce the young man in front of him to him.

"This is Young Master Jin Yanchao."

Zhang Yang looked at the young man in front of him who was looking at him without saying a word, nodded, and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Jin."

Jin Yanchao put his hands in his pockets without saying a word, and seemed a little indifferent to Zhang Yang's outstretched hand.

There was a moment of silence.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and everyone could tell that this seemed to be Mr. Jin trying to show off to Zhang Yang, a newcomer.

"What are you pretending to be?" Zhang Yang laughed and took his hand back.He considered himself a newcomer, so he didn't think about taking Joe, and he was always humble from beginning to end.

But unexpectedly, someone installed it.

His words were very clear in the quiet environment. Everyone was slightly stunned. They all didn't expect that Zhang Yang, a newcomer, was so brave and dared to confront Young Master Jin head-on.

"You!" Jin Yanchao narrowed his eyes and stared at the figure in front of him motionlessly.

According to his temperament, he has always been arrogant. If anyone dared to deny him face like this, he would have overturned the table.

However, he is not a brainless person. He naturally knows that if others dare to criticize him like this, he will naturally have the corresponding confidence.

So, he carefully looked at the figure in front of him again.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes froze and his expression became a little uncertain.

"Master Zhang, right?" He stretched out his hand again, his expression more solemn.

Zhang Yang glanced at him, indifferent.

"Master Zhang." Jin Yanchao stretched out his hand and took a deep breath, "Can you give me some face?"

There was an uproar all around.

Mr. Jin has always had a higher eye than anyone else, let alone anyone who dares to refute his face.

But in front of me, how could this happen...

The style of painting is wrong!
What a coincidence, it was on the hour, and on Zhang Yang's wrist, the church bell rang melodiously and sweetly.

"Mr. Zhang, this Patek Philippe you have is really beautiful. Can you lend it to me to look at?" Jin Yanchao took advantage of the situation and made a request, wanting to see it openly.

"Want to see it? Take it." Zhang Yang glanced at Jin Yanchao and casually took off the Patek Philippe from his wrist.

Jin Yanchao quickly took it with both hands.

This texture, this feel...

There is also this red gold double-dial watch, tourbillon, perpetual calendar, retrograde calendar, lunar trajectory, sidereal time, starry sky chart...many super complex functions are integrated into one watch.

Isn’t this Patek Philippe 5002R-014.

This is the king of expressions.

I heard that it was sold at the Christie's auction last night for 700 million, and it appears here today?

"Master Zhang, give it back to you." Jin Yanchao offered it with both hands, his face burning.

He was so ignorant and fearless just now.

A twenty-seven million dollar watch!
Being able to wear 700 million yuan on your wrist, this kind of financial resources and this kind of foundation is simply unbelievable.

You have to call me Brother Sheng!

"Yes." Zhang Yang took it and put it back on his wrist lightly.

The people around me are not stupid, they are knowledgeable, and they like to play with watches. Naturally, there are many people there.

"Damn it, Zhang Yang... ah no, that piece on Brother Zhang's hand is a Patek Philippe 5002R-014, right? I heard that it was just sold for 700 million?"

"It's definitely not gone, this is it."

"I didn't expect that the buyer turned out to be Brother Zhang, 700 million. Compared with Brother Zhang, my million-dollar watch looks like a poor man when I wear it on my hand."

In fact, with the strength of the people here, they drive a Rolls-Royce worth millions and wear a watch worth hundreds of thousands or even millions on their wrist. It is reasonable and consistent with their status and financial resources.

As for wearing a watch worth tens of millions on the wrist and wearing a house in a magical city, even in their eyes, it is out of reach, even among their parents, it may not be possible.

Going a step further, the watch on the wrist of a high-profile person like the prince cannot reach this number!
I never expected that there would be a real boss in their Rolls-Royce Club.

Zhang Yang didn't know what image he had become in their eyes. In fact, based on his own worth and strength, it would be no problem to be the eldest brother among this group of rich second generation and first generation.

After all, the second generation of rich people still have to rely on their parents’ living expenses, and they actually don’t have much money in their hands.

The Founders are financially free, but among the serious Founders in this car club, the one with the most assets is said to have only a few hundred million.

His asset strength really crushes everyone.

"Brother, Brother Zhang, please come over here and sit here."

"Brother Zhang, I'll give you a membership card here so that you can come often in the future."

In an instant, Zhang Yang's image rose infinitely.

Suddenly, it was hot.

Zhang Yang smiled and chatted with these cyclists who were trying to get close to each other for the second time and tried to make friends with him.

In my mind, friendship points began to be harvested again.

Just a moment.

In my mind, the pleasant system prompt sounded as promised.

Ding!
New task: Make friends (completed)

Mission content: Ask the host to gain friendship from at least twenty official members of the Rolls-Royce Car Club (current progress is 20/20)

Mission reward one: fifty experience points

Task reward two: full ownership of a small venture capital company with an annual investment quota of [-] million.

Looking at the system prompts in his mind, Zhang Yang suddenly felt happy.

As expected, the task was completed so smoothly. It seemed that the 270 million yuan was not wasted.

The power of these two thousand and seven million watches is truly extraordinary.

Now that the mission is completed, the reward is naturally obtained without any effort.

Fifty experience points.

It's also so hearty.

In the blink of an eye, the experience points for upgrading were more than half way through, and the system's goal of returning 20 a day was already waving to him.

There is a second reward, a venture capital firm.

It has a well-structured venture capital company and an investment of [-] million a year.

To a certain extent, is he considered a small capital?
No matter how small the capital is, it is still capital!
"Brother Zhang, please have some tea." A call woke up Zhang Yang.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Su Jiajun and President Su in front of him. At this moment, President Su was bending over with a smile on his face.

"President, are you too polite?" Zhang Yang said amusedly.

He had a good impression of this president. He felt that although he was a second-generation rich man, he was humble and kind. He deserved his title as president of the Rolls-Royce Car Club.

"Brother Zhang, your thighs are so thick, why can't I hug you?" Su Jiajun said with a smile.

Zhang Yang smiled and showed no airs in front of Su Jiajun.

He looked around and saw a figure dodging in the distance. Wasn't it that Brother Zhou from last night, Zhou Shaoqiang?
What are you hiding from?

He looked away, not caring about such an insignificant person.

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry just now." Jin Yanchao came over again in private, showing no arrogance in front of Zhang Yang, "My dad has said that with my temper, sooner or later I will meet someone who can make me fall into trouble. It looks like, My dad’s words came true half way.”

"Why half?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Brother Zhang, you obviously have strength, but you don't have the same knowledge as me. If you say this, aren't my dad's words half true?" Jin Yanchao said shamelessly.

(End of this chapter)