Reborn: Billionaire in College

"Why are you three here together? Aren't you busy today?"

When Chen Pingjiang just came to the living room downstairs in the morning, he saw Zhou Guanghan and three others were already waiting there.

Dai Sheng said respectfully: "Boss, our bar will open this weekend, and the three of us came here specially to invite you to attend the opening ceremony."

"The renovation is so fast? It's only been a few months."

"If we don't hurry up, the weather will get hot soon and the peak season will come and we won't be able to open the business."

The peak season for bars is undoubtedly summer.

First of all, the weather is hot, people are too lazy to go out during the day, and spend their energy at night. In addition, in summer, beautiful women wear cool clothes, and boys will be tempted.

Chen Pingjiang asked: "Have you prepared everything?"

"The staff and drinks are all ready, we can open at any time."

Chen Pingjiang nodded: "Then I will go there this weekend."

It is not uncommon for bigwigs to open bars. Didn’t Jack Ma also open a bar? In addition, many celebrities also like to open bars.

Whether it is for the purpose of supporting a good brother or because one is a major shareholder, attending the opening ceremony is essential.

If these three people didn't run the bar on their own and didn't have other resources, it would be questionable whether the bar could be successful.

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As night falls, Tiangong Bar, located not far from 1912 Bar Street, opens today.

Starting from four o'clock in the afternoon, a lot of flowers and pink balloons were placed at the entrance of the bar.

Strictly speaking, the location of Tiangong Bar is not good, it is in a remote corner.

But Chen Pingjiang spent 1.5 million yuan, and with his money he could do whatever he wanted, the effect he created was far better than those bars in Soho.

There are no new bars in Dongjiang at the moment, only old brands, and they don’t have any sense of fashion at all.

The most important thing is that it is very difficult to park. Every time I park, I have to run to the alley behind.

Tiangong Bar is different. One person occupies a five-story building, and there are 30 parking spaces at the door.

However, there are parking requirements here, and it is only reserved for regular customers, big members, or people driving luxury cars. It is impossible to enter with an ordinary car worth one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand yuan.

"Fuck, this bar is really well decorated. The front door looks like a palace."

"It's been under renovation for a long time. They said at the end of last month that it would open today. I plan to go in and take a look later."

"..."

In order to echo Dongjiang's identity as the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Tiangong Bar is decorated like a palace, with a city within a city and a building within a building structure. Inside there are Nantianmen, Guanghan Palace, Lingxiao Palace, Yaochi, etc., all with different styles.

The total construction area reaches 1.5 square meters, which is currently the largest bar in Dongjiang.

Among them, Nantianmen is the main entrance of Tiangong Bar, including a platform.

Guanghan Palace is where beauties live. Zhou Guanghan and the other two set up their dressing room and changing room here, and also built a particularly large floor-to-ceiling glass.

Yao Chi is the buffet restaurant, which also serves as a central kitchen. We have specially hired chefs from various cuisines as well as a French Michelin chef.

The Lingxiao Palace is where the hall is located, which includes the dance floor, stage, booths, etc.

Whether inside or outside, Tiangong Bar is magnificent and brightly lit, with the main entrance brightly lit. There is a dragon and a phoenix at the entrance, representing the auspicious meaning of dragon and phoenix, majestic and domineering, and showing more status.

Frankly speaking, most people wouldn't dare to go in after seeing this scene.

The opening of the bar attracted many people to stop and watch. Young Master Wang Cong and his girlfriend happened to be in Dongjiang recently. When they drove by in their sports car, they chuckled, "Damn, a small place is a small place. Dongjiang's bars are far inferior to those in BJ and Shanghai, and even worse than Lin'an. Now a weird bar has opened, and it's like a fucking palace, glittering with gold and full of the aura of nouveau riche."

The girlfriend sitting in the passenger seat covered her mouth and laughed: "This kind of place looks very tacky, young people probably don't like to go there, only greasy men like to go there."

Wang Cong was just in his early twenties at that time, full of energy and vigor. In addition, with the booming real estate market in the past two years, his family's assets were rising rapidly, which made him more arrogant and looked down on others.

He started verbal battles on Weibo all day long, and he was unhappy with this and that, and he would start to attack anyone who made him unhappy. It was not until the real estate winter came that he became much more low-key.

When the car arrived at Suho, the waiter at the door quickly helped Wang Cong and his girlfriend open the car door, and then parked the car obediently.

Several pairs of men and women also came over to the bar door.

"Brother Cong!"

"Young Master."

Wang Cong nodded lazily, hugged his girlfriend, and walked into the gate of Suhe.

"Li Bing, if you hadn't insisted on dragging me to Dongjiang, I really wouldn't have bothered to come. There's nothing fun about the nightclubs in Dongjiang." The young man named Li Bing dyed his hair yellow and wore hip-hop style clothes. He smiled apologetically and said, "It's definitely not as good as Shanghai and BJ, but I asked the bar owner to make good arrangements tonight. I heard that he brought in a super cool DJ team from Southeast Asia, and the performances have been rehearsed."

These people came in quite early, and Suho had not opened yet, so the waiter led them to the VIP area on the second floor.

The U-shaped sofa, about ten meters long, faces the center of the dance floor.

“Although it hasn’t started yet, there shouldn’t be so few people here, right?” Wang Cong wondered.

Li Bing smiled awkwardly: "It's mainly because a new bar opened next door, and many people went to watch the opening ceremony."

Wang Cong laughed in silence: "I saw a bar at the entrance that looked like a palace when I drove over here?"

"Yes, that one, called Tiangong."

"Oh, what a cool name. Should I imitate the Monkey King and cause havoc in Heaven?"

At this time, another person next to him interrupted: "It suddenly appeared. I asked someone to check the details, but they said they didn't know. But the boss probably has some money. He spent about 1.5 million yuan. Someone went in to see it and the decoration is pretty good. There is a disco, slow-rock, buffet restaurant and private club."

Wang Cong laughed dryly. "He is undoubtedly a nouveau riche. He is either a mine owner or a coal boss. Aren't there a lot of mines in Mashi next to Dongjiang? Maybe it was built by the country bumpkins over there. It's just a bar, but he also built a private club and a buffet restaurant. The culture of the bar has been lost."

"How about we go and open our eyes later?"

"If you don't want to go, why rush to show your support?"

There were still twenty minutes before the show started. After having a round of drinks, everyone started playing with their phones.

Not long after, Wang Cong's girlfriend said "Huh", and then handed the phone to Wang Cong beside him: "Brother Cong, look at this Weibo trending search, is the bar in the photo the one we just passed by... Tiangong?"

"Where is it? Where is it? Let me see." People around opened their Weibo accounts on their mobile phones.

Wang Cong took the phone and took a closer look. The headline of the trending search was: "National male god and richest man Chen Pingjiang attended the bar opening ceremony in a low-key manner."

Another trending search was: "Chen Pingjiang and his friends jointly opened a bar, investing nearly 2 million yuan."

This time, Wang Cong felt a little embarrassed.

I was just calling him a nouveau riche, but I didn't expect the boomerang to come so quickly.

Can Chen Pingjiang be called a nouveau riche and a country bumpkin?

So who is he?
To a certain extent, Wang Cong actually admires Chen Pingjiang very much.

The main reason is that Chen Pingjiang is richer than his father.

Wang Cong doesn’t care about any entrepreneurial stars. He thinks he is superior to those who don’t have as much money as his family, but he won’t be able to show off if someone is really awesome and rich.

"I was wondering why it was such a big deal. It turns out it was him. No wonder." After Li Bing said this, he suddenly realized something and looked at Wang Cong subconsciously with some nervousness.

Just now, Wang Cong had already belittled the Tiangong Bar so much and even insulted the owner.

Anyone with a bit of vision wouldn't dare to praise Tiangong at this time, otherwise wouldn't that be a slap in the face of my brother Cong?

"Their base is in Dongjiang. Your parents are both well-known figures in Dongjiang. Don't you know them?" Wang Cong asked curiously.

Several second-generation rich people shook their heads: "Hey, Brother Cong, to be honest, we are far behind Chen Pingjiang in terms of our level, even my dad is not as good as him. As for Xiao Qian, his dad is probably okay."

The second-generation rich man named Xiao Qian waved his hands and said, "Don't look at me. In my father's words, this mysterious man, the Chamber of Commerce they usually hang out with has repeatedly invited Chen Pingjiang to attend meetings, and is even willing to give him the position of vice president, but he doesn't think highly of it."

"It seems that our richest man is very arrogant and doesn't give face to others."

Finally, Li Bing said pertinently: "Although he is two years younger than me, he probably really looks down on people like us. But he does have the capital to be arrogant. I guess the people he plays with are Xiao Ma Ge's people, right?"

This group of people are all smart people. Chen Pingjiang can't hear them anyway, so what's the big deal if he makes a few random complaints in his mind? But Wang Cong is right next to him.

Praising Chen Pingjiang might cause Wang Cong to be disgusted.

Unexpectedly, Wang Cong smiled and said, "Your families are all engaged in steel and machinery, and they are engaged in the Internet industry. It's no wonder that you can't piss on the same pot. Besides, you have no ability at all. Don't you rely on your family? Mr. Chen is different. He started from scratch and built such a big business in just three or four years. You all still look down on him? To put it bluntly, are you worthy of it?"

The few rich second-generations who were fawning on him were suddenly dumbfounded.

I thought to myself, Brother Cong, why the hell don’t you play by the rules?
Didn't you say as soon as you came in that other people's bars were so unfashionable?
We followed your words and praised you, but you turned around and sold us out?
What they don’t know is that Wang Cong just has a bad temper and is a bit reckless, but that doesn’t mean he is stupid.

Chen Pingjiang's level was not something he could compete with, and it was good to have more friends like him. What's more, the Weibo account he used was someone else's, and most importantly, his newly established IG team was still counting on the official support of LOL.

If you offend Chen Pingjiang, you must be crazy, right?
People say that Chen Pingjiang is the real God of Wealth and he makes huge profits from any project he undertakes.

It just so happened that I had just received 5 million yuan in start-up funds and was looking for projects everywhere. If I could get in touch with Chen Pingjiang...

Thinking of this, Wang Cong narrowed his eyes, his gaze began to burn. (End of this chapter)