Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

Chapter 41: Chapter 32: Your Women

"Hey~ Su Ran~"

A girl behind him lightly tapped his left shoulder. Su Ran turned to see who it was. She playfully dodged to his right. When Su Ran turned right, she dodged back to his left.

’Very childish, very girly.’

When she saw Su Ran about to turn around fully to see who she was, she took a step back on her white sneakers. She stood there gracefully, and her clear, beautiful eyes, curved into crescents from her smile, reflected the tall figure of Su Ran before her.

"Su Ran, it’s only been a day. You don’t recognize me already? Hehehe~"

She tilted her head slightly, her long hair spilling over her shoulders in the twilight. A happy smile graced her pretty face.

All around them were wealthy tycoons and internet celebrities coming and going, with the occasional top-tier supercar driving past.

Su Ran looked at the long-legged beauty before him, dressed in a simple, clean combination of a T-shirt, shorts, and white sneakers. His gaze fell on the pink, heart-shaped Gucci bag in her hand, and only then did he remember who she was.

"Sister Gao Lu, it’s you. If I hadn’t seen this bag that Zhao Yang gave you, I wouldn’t have recognized you."

Er...

Gao Lu lowered her head slightly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She moved the bag behind her back with her right hand, then looked up with a smile. "What are you doing here? Did... they not come?"

She looked around but didn’t see any sign of her good classmates, the Four Young Actresses.

"They didn’t come. My cousin has a race tonight, so I came to cheer him on. Sister Gao Lu, what are you doing here too?"

"Liu Hao is a member of the Speed Club. He invited me and Zhao Yang to watch the race."

’Liu Hao?’

He was the rich kid who had spent 300,000 yuan to summon the Divine Dragon Set for Gao Lu’s birthday at TAXX Bar that night, only to have Su Ran steal the show by performing "PDD’s Primordial Power" on stage without spending a single cent.

’Thinking back on it, I feel a little bad,’ Su Ran thought.

Just now, Zhou Bailin had mentioned that the club was membership-based. The entry requirement was to own three or more luxury cars.

Each of the three cars had to be worth over 3 million yuan, and their total value had to be no less than 15 million yuan to qualify for membership.

Liu Hao was a member of the Speed Club, which showed his standing was anything but ordinary.

He was probably in a transitional phase between the fifth tier (rich kids in a small circle, with a few mansions) and the sixth tier (revving supercars on the streets, popping Ace of Spades in nightclubs, surrounded by internet celebrities and beautiful women).

"Lulu~"

Just then, Zhao Yang got out of his Maserati Ghibli and walked over.

Zhao Yang belonged to the fourth tier (the mainstream group of rich kids who know there are plenty of people richer than them, so they don’t have a superiority complex and tend to be more modest).

His cousin, Zhou Bailin, belonged to the third tier (the entry-level rich kids. As the saying goes, "a half-filled bottle makes a lot of noise." They feel incredibly good about themselves, and this tier is full of them).

"Honey... er... Zhao Yang, look who I ran into! Ta-da!" Gao Lu enthusiastically pulled Su Ran in front of Zhao Yang.

"Yo, Su Ran! Hahaha... What are you doing here?"

Zhao Yang chuckled and gave Su Ran a light punch on the arm.

That night at TAXX Bar, Su Ran had really opened Zhao Yang’s eyes. He greatly admired this unknown "High School Student" for having the "Four Young Actresses" wrapped around his finger. He was practically the group’s darling.

Besides, Zhao Yang knew that although Su Ran was usually polite and quiet, the moment he got on stage, he could make all the girls in the bar so excited they couldn’t keep their legs together.

This student Su Ran held unlimited "firing rights."

"Hey, Zhao Yang. My cousin is racing here tonight, so I came to cheer for him."

"Is that so? We were just wondering what to do tonight. We’ll cheer for your cousin with you later. Come on, let’s not just stand here. Let’s go in together."

Zhao Yang put an arm around Gao Lu’s shoulders, chatting with Su Ran as they walked toward the clubhouse.

Every so often, rich kids would drive past in all sorts of supercars, almost always with a hot girl in the passenger seat.

The nightlife of Shanghai’s second-generation rich.

A brightly lit, four-story building stood to the right of the club’s racetrack.

Walking into the building, there were two elevators. One was a regular elevator that only went up to the 3rd floor. The other was a VIP elevator with only a button for the 4th floor.

Su Ran pressed the button for the regular elevator.

Zhao Yang swiped a card for the VIP elevator and said, "Liu Hao is a friend of the club owner, Zhou Hongyuan. Come on, let’s go hang out on the fourth floor."

Earlier, Zhou Bailin had told Su Ran about the function of each floor in the building.

The first floor was the repair area and car showroom.

The second floor was the esports area and card room.

The third floor was the bar and entertainment area.

The fourth floor was also a bar and entertainment area.

However, the third and fourth floors were not the same. Regular members could only hang out on the third floor.

As for the fourth floor... it was the Speed Club owner Zhou Hongyuan’s private clubhouse, open only to his friends. Of course, these "friends" were the super-rich second generation at the very top of the Ivory Tower, the ones who, in the words of ordinary people, "were born with a silver spoon in their mouth."

’I can’t believe Liu Hao actually has connections with Zhou Hongyuan. His circle is on a whole other level.’

Su Ran politely declined, "No, it’s okay. You guys go ahead. I’ll be fine on the third floor."

Zhao Yang looked at Su Ran in surprise. ’Other people would sell everything they own and fight tooth and nail for a chance to go to the fourth floor, but this "High School Student" doesn’t even want to go up. Interesting.’

’I know my place. I don’t know anyone on the fourth floor, and I could feel Liu Hao wasn’t friendly toward me that night at TAXX Bar. I don’t want to see him.’

Gao Lu’s face fell. "Su Ran, do you only consider Liu Jinyu and the other three your friends? You don’t see us as friends?"

Su Ran shook his head. "No, of course not. I’ve always considered you and Zhao Yang good friends."

Gao Lu didn’t believe him. "Then why are you being so distant? We ran into each other, but you’re insisting on going to the third floor. You’re obviously trying to keep your distance from us. You have to come to the fourth floor with us. Other people can’t even get up there if they wanted to."

Zhao Yang clapped Su Ran on the shoulder. "Su Ran, you’re in Shanghai now. It’s good to know more people. It’ll open up more doors for you in the future. There are a lot of big shots on the fourth floor tonight. It won’t hurt to go up and meet them."

Su Ran had no choice but to agree.

"Let’s go." Gao Lu enthusiastically pushed Su Ran into the VIP elevator.

Gao Lu was incredibly nice to Su Ran. That night at TAXX Bar, Su Ran had gone on stage and played "PDD’s Primordial Power," getting the entire crowd to celebrate her birthday. It was no exaggeration to say that it was the happiest birthday Gao Lu had had in her 19 years.

And now, Su Ran hadn’t said a word about it, not taking credit or showing off.

In this circle, having fun was secondary. What mattered more were the connections. While mingling with the super-rich, one constantly tried to climb to a higher tier.

Of course, this group of people, influenced by their parents, were very good at judging others. From Su Ran’s performance at TAXX Bar that night, Zhao Yang had concluded that this "High School Student" was rich, low-key, and steady. His future achievements would definitely be extraordinary.

Er... however.

But Zhao Yang still felt Su Ran had a flaw. ’He seems to have a zen-like personality, unbothered by what others say. But he’s not truly unbothered; he just doesn’t deign to argue with you. He’s proud to the core and very exclusive. If he doesn’t like someone, he treats them like thin air. And what’s the point of arguing with air?’

’Of course, with this kind of person, if he ever decides to get serious with you, the consequences will be severe. He either doesn’t act, or when he does, it’s a dimensionality reduction strike.’

’For example: that night at TAXX Bar, Su Ran first completely ignored Liu Hao’s million-yuan Patek Philippe like it was nothing. Only after Liu Hao spent 300,000 on the Divine Dragon Set did Su Ran make his move and deliver a dimensionality reduction strike.’

「Inside the elevator.」

SNAP~

Gao Lu took a selfie of the three of them.

Su Ran: ...

Zhao Yang: ...

Gao Lu’s fingers flew as she typed on her phone’s keypad.

[@LiuJinyu @XiaoWanqing @Aina @XieYiren, you four slutty bitches, look who I ran into!]

Attached was the group photo, taken from a 45-degree angle.

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"Hehehe~ Su Ran, wanna bet whether your women are about to blow up my phone?"