I let you be a rich man, not a scumbag.

The car soon arrived not far from the destination.

The address Wang Zheng gave was a mansion near the Bund.

At this time, several supercars of different colors had gathered at the door of the mansion.

A few young people were standing next to the supercars, chatting casually.

Just then, a Porsche they had never seen drove towards them with a high-pitched roar, and several people turned around involuntarily after hearing the sound.

As the car got closer, Jiang Cheng could see more and more clearly, McLaren, Ferrari, Aston Martin, Bugatti.

Looking at the cards, it was a supercar gathering of the rich second generation.

Jiang Cheng took another look at those people and found that Wang Zheng was also among them.

Those people were probably the friends he mentioned on the phone.

Jiang Cheng parked the car next to their car, opened the door calmly and got out.

As he opened the door, several young people wearing various famous brands looked him up and down curiously.

Wang Zheng, who was standing next to Bugatti, saw that it was Jiang Cheng who got out of the car, and immediately walked over and patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder.

"Brother Jiang, I knew it was you, oh, Porsche 918!"

Jiang Cheng smiled and put his arm around Wang Zheng's shoulder: "It was just shipped here yesterday."

Wang Zheng also put his arm around Jiang Cheng and introduced him to the people in front of him: "This is Jiang Cheng, the one I mentioned to everyone before, the one who bought LaFerrari in full at a young age."

After he said this, a thin man with tattoos on his arms came over with two other people. He took the initiative to extend his hand to Jiang Cheng: "I didn't expect that buddy also likes to play LaFerrari."

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and shook it: "Hello, King of Shanghai."

That's right, it was Qin Fen who took the initiative to extend his hand to Jiang Cheng.

In Shanghai, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, he is called the "first rich second generation in the Magic City".

When people mention the rich second generation, Wang Congcong may be the first person they think of.

After all, Qin Fen is not as high-profile as Wang Congcong, but his background is not inferior to Wang Sicong.

Wang Congcong once posted a sentence on Weibo: "I don't care whether my friends are rich or not, anyway, they are not as rich as me."

Then Qin Fen commented with three simple words below: "What about me?"

But Wang Congcong did not reply abnormally.

And the reason why he is so famous is all because of his very pretentious and popular photo in the rain.

The Ferrari supercar worth 30 million was crashed, and he sat in the car playing with his mobile phone as if nothing had happened.

Posted a Weibo calmly: Take everything lightly.

Although these rich second generations have powerful backgrounds and their families are a mystery in the eyes of ordinary people.

But Jiang Cheng knows that the reason why their family rose to prominence is that they made a fortune by stacking horses.

But no matter what, their generation has almost been cleansed.

Now he seems to be a representative of the rich second generation who can be called a name.

Qin Fen smiled and shrugged when he saw Jiang Cheng say this: "There are many people in Shanghai who are more awesome than me. It's all nonsense from netizens. I also have a Porsche 918. Let's go for a run together when we have time?"

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded.

Jiang Xin and Dawei beside Qin Fen also greeted Jiang Cheng.

"Your license plate is so cool, it matches Brother Qin's 99999 license plate."

"A beautiful woman gave it to me yesterday. I wanted to pay her, but she refused to accept it." Jiang Cheng said lightly.

"I am really jealous of you. Come on, the owner of the private collection museum we are here today is also a woman. See if you can get her to not accept your money." Jiang Xin said with a smile.

"Woman? Is she old?" Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"She's not very old, but she already has a child." Wang Zheng knew what Jiang Cheng meant and spoke up immediately.

"It's not easy to deal with a child." Jiang Cheng shook his head.