Can you be called a rich man if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 37 Five generations of poor peasants, both red and professional

After all, it is a five-star hotel, and even the breakfast is delicious.

Gu Heng selected six dishes from the menu Fang Xun gave him, ate them all, and even felt a little unsatisfied.
Fang Xun, who was standing nearby, greeted him caringly, "Mr. Gu, do you need the kitchen to make some for you?"

As if thinking of his starving eating style just now, Gu Heng felt a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly: "That's it, eating too much in the morning is not good. I heard that Wuzhen has many famous snacks. Save some space to try later."

He was even a little worried about the luxurious life he had been living in these days.
Are you still used to eating home-cooked meals made by your mother when you go home?

According to my understanding of my mother, if I dare to be picky and dislike her food, she will dare to hit me with a spatula and add a sentence, "You little beast, eat it or not. If you don't want to eat it, get out of here."

Thinking of the fear of being dominated when he was a child, Gu Heng quickly shook his head, quickly put aside the shadow of childhood from his mind, turned to look at Fang Xun and said: "Miss Fang is so familiar with Wuzhen, is there any fun place you can take me to?"

"Didn't Mr. Gu do his homework before coming to Wuzhen?"

Gu Heng spread his hands, saying everything.

With her white jade hand half covering her mouth, Fang Xun smiled and said, "Then let me help you make a plan, Mr. Gu."

Looking at the hand with slender fingers and white skin like jade, Gu Heng couldn't help but take a few more glances.
It would be a pity not to hold something with such beautiful hands.
When this thought came to him, Gu Heng found himself becoming more and more dangerous. He had been holding back the energy for several years. If he didn't release it quickly, he would most likely end up in a massage parlor and commit crimes.
"Okay, let's go."

"Mr. Gu, please wait for a few minutes. I'm going to change my clothes. It's not appropriate to be a tour guide in work clothes."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the hotel entrance."

A few minutes later, the hotel staff had parked Gu Heng's car at the door.

Gu Heng, who was leaning against the car door and playing with his phone out of boredom, saw Fang Xun, who had changed into a set of casual clothes.
Compared to the uniform temptation of professional attire, this casual outfit shows a different charm on her.
Her curvy figure was not concealed by the loose casual clothes, and she was still tall and straight. Her long hair was tied into a simple high ponytail, which made her look a few years younger, but it still couldn't erase the feeling of a young woman.
Before Gu Heng could say anything, Fang Xun said to him with some disbelief: "Mr. Gu, is this your car?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Gu Heng pretended to be indifferent and said, "What else?"

Although she was trying her best to control her emotions, the surprise on her face was still hard to hide.
Originally, Fang Xun thought that Gu Heng was just a college student from a relatively wealthy family, and living in a villa was just an occasional experience for him.

After all, I have been a hotel butler for so many years and have seen all kinds of people.
What kind of guy is that who pretends to be rich, pretends to be a second-generation rich, takes his female companion to check into the best room, and then secretly bargains for the price behind others' backs.

There are also those who grit their teeth and spend several months' salary just to enjoy a night of experience.
But when she saw the light blue Bentley Flying Spur in front of her, she finally realized that she was too small-minded.
It is not uncommon for rich people to drive luxury cars. In tourist attractions like Wuzhen, there are many rich people who drive luxury cars to play. What is rare is that the rich person driving the luxury car is a post-00s.
Looking at Fang Xun's constantly changing eyes, Gu Heng roughly guessed what she was thinking.

Secretly happy
Isn’t this the purpose of buying a luxury car?
After pretending to be cool without leaving any trace, Gu Heng spoke again: "Miss Fang should be able to drive, right?"

"Ah?" After a slight pause, Fang Xun immediately reacted and nodded: "Yes, I will, but I have never driven such a good car before, I am afraid."

Before she could finish her words, Gu Heng stuffed the car keys into her hands.

"Just know how to drive, don't worry about the rest. Today you are my driver and tour guide. If you do a good job, there will be a reward~"

After saying that, he opened the car door and sat in the back seat without caring what she thought.

Sitting back in the comfortable seat, feeling the spacious back seat, Gu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.
It's a business car indeed
The back seat is more comfortable than the driver's seat.
Or should I buy a car after the New Year?

Buy a supercar, any supercar, Ferrari 458, McLaren, it's all fine.
Then hire a professional driver.

A sports car for showing off on the streets, a car for traveling, experience the life of the capitalist class.

Just as Gu Heng was planning his wonderful life, the driver's door opened. Fang Xun sat in the car with some restraint and fastened his seat belt, while curiously looking at the decoration inside the car.
After almost a minute of hesitation, Fang Xun finally started the car.
Gu Heng didn't rush her. Instead, he rested his head on the massage pillow and said comfortably, "Have you decided where to take me for the first stop?"

"what?"

From the moment he got into Gu Heng's car, Fang Xun's professionalism, which he was proud of, dropped by half, and his speech was obviously not as fluent as before.
"Mr. Gu"

"Just call me Gu Heng. When we go out to play later, if you keep calling me Mr. Gu, people will think I'm some rich young man on a tour."

Hearing this, Fang Xun couldn't help but look back at Gu Heng.
"Aren't you a rich kid?"

"I am a poor peasant for five generations, a red and expert, a true successor to socialism. Don't compare me with the descendants of capitalism."

Listening to Gu Heng's slightly joking words, Fang Xun couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, thinking that Gu Heng's personality was just so approachable. A person born in the 00s driving a luxury car worth millions, what else could he be but a rich second generation?
Gu Heng also knew what she was thinking, but he was too lazy to explain.

He was not joking. He was indeed the descendant of five generations of poor peasants. Not to mention five generations, even ten generations ago, there probably hadn't been any great figures. He could barely be considered the first generation of rich people.

Are the first generation of rich people who use cheats still the first generation of rich people?
"Then Gu Heng, just call me by my name. Miss Fang is too distant."

Hearing this, Gu Heng's eyes were closed and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
As a man, he could clearly feel the change in Fang Xun's attitude towards him.
And this is the effect he wants.
When I used to browse Tik Tok, I always saw people saying in the comment section that it is too difficult to chase girls now.
is it hard?

Not difficult, right?
It's not that it's hard to chase girls, it's because he doesn't have a Bentley as a stepping stone
PS: Don’t worry, I will definitely promote it. It’s not a discontinued article.

(End of this chapter)