Ambitious rich kids

Hearing about Wang Xiuyuan's affairs by chance might have been true, but using curiosity as a pretext wasn't necessarily valid.

Such a lame excuse might work on the Japanese, but using it to brush off Wang Xiuyuan was simply too insulting.

Gently swirling his glass, the amber whiskey rippling within, Wang Xiuyuan looked at the group of super Second-generation rich kids with a playful expression.

"My affairs? Just how big of a deal could it be to alarm big shots like you?

I am an Ethnic Chinese, and my status is merely that of an unacknowledged illegitimate son—the kind who isn't even qualified to step through the family's front door.

Even though you're trying your best to hide your emotions, I can feel that you look down on me from the bottom of your hearts; yet here you are, sitting and drinking with me.

Those who can endure what ordinary people cannot must be plotting something big.

What do you want to get? Or rather, what do you want to know from me?"

Wang Xiuyuan's tone was gentle, but this gentleness acted like a sharp knife, directly tearing through their disguises.

Although he wasn't yet clear on their ultimate goal, the most important thing for him right now was to firmly control the rhythm of the conversation, using his life experience and wisdom to crush them.

"Most of our families have people involved in the financial sector to some degree. Recently, a major scoop broke on Wall Street about a Chinese man who made a fortune trading gold futures.

He started building a position last August, escaped at the precise peak in January this year, and immediately turned around to go all-in on a short position.

A ten-million-dollar principal turned into over a billion dollars in just over six months, a return of over a hundredfold.

Moreover, he hasn't closed his short positions yet. With gold prices continuing to fall, his holdings are minting money every single second.

Back then, this person didn't use any disguise or information isolation. In such a situation, it isn't hard to track someone down on Wall Street.

And that's how your personal information surfaced."

"Let me guess, the first person among you to find out I made money on futures must have heard it from an elder in the family, right?

Hmm~ I'm referring to whichever one of you was the first to know about me."

As he spoke, Wang Xiuyuan traced a circle in the air with his finger, encompassing everyone in the private booth.

"So, I've become the 'other person's child' that your family elders talk about, right?

How excellent that other child is, how outstanding they are in this and that... and then they tell you to look at yourselves..."

Wang Xiuyuan couldn't help but laugh as he spoke, which caused everyone to glare at him with fury.

"Hey friends, don't be angry. It won't do you any good.

Don't think you're the only ones who've gone through this. In fact, children all over the world have had this experience, especially those in Chinese families.

The words coming out of different parents' mouths are just slightly different; otherwise, how do you think I guessed it?

Hahahaha~~

I understand. I understand exactly how you feel.

When faced with this, children in Chinese families usually have one of three reactions. First is being crushed until they lose all confidence, becoming insecure and silent while pretending on the surface not to care.

Second is striving for self-improvement, working hard to surpass that 'excellent child' mentioned by their elders.

I like the third one best: being filled with rage and looking for a chance to give that 'other child' a good lesson to vent some steam.

Which type are you?"

At this moment, Wang Xiuyuan's tone was very flippant, his words full of mockery.

He said these things on purpose, specifically to provoke them.

Because intense psychological fluctuations like anger, sadness, fear, frustration, joy, or excitement can easily dismantle a person's rationality, making it easier to gain the upper hand in a psychological game.

This tactic might not work against battle-hardened veterans, but it was more than enough to handle these naive playboys.

In fact, Wang Xiuyuan's strategy was very effective. The chests of several people were heaving violently; these were likely the ones who had heard about Wang Xiuyuan, the 'prodigy child,' from their elders.

However, as angry as they were, they didn't vent their rage directly. Instead, they forced themselves to endure it, which forced Wang Xiuyuan to look at them in a slightly better light.

Perhaps this was the result of the elite education provided by wealthy families. No matter how much of a loser they seemed, they were still stronger than the vast majority of ordinary people in certain aspects.

Especially their vision and emotional management—ordinary people couldn't even hope to catch up.

Just then, Sanchez Roosevelt spoke up.

"None of the above.

Don't misunderstand, Mr. Wang. We are genuinely interested in you, primarily because of your heaven-defying track record in the capital markets—a feat rarely achieved even on Wall Street.

Originally, we were curious about your methods for making so much money, but after hearing about your background just now, I am more curious about your choice.

That ten million dollars was given to you by someone to buy out the relationship between you and your biological father. Barring any accidents, that money should have been the greatest wealth of your life.

You could have used that money to buy a mansion, then a few luxury cars, and enjoyed your life to the fullest.

But you didn't hesitate to gamble it all in the capital markets. Why did you dare to do that?"

Sanchez Roosevelt's expression was very serious. It was clear he was sincerely asking Wang Xiuyuan for advice.

After Sanchez raised this question, the emotions of the previously fuming youths instantly calmed down. Everyone looked at Wang Xiuyuan, their serious attitudes resembling diligent students focused on a lecture.

Seeing their sincere attitude, Wang Xiuyuan's emotions were momentarily complex.

He had heard a saying: don't fear someone being more excellent than you; fear that the person more excellent than you works even harder than you do.

The nine people present, including Mars, were all descendants of America's top elite families. From the moment they were born, they possessed vast wealth that others couldn't obtain in a lifetime.

They could have spent their days playing and enjoying life, yet they all coincidentally chose to strive for more.

Even though they looked down on Wang Xiuyuan's Chinese ethnicity in their bones, and even though Wang Xiuyuan had just been subtly mocking them...

For the sake of growth and to learn from Wang Xiuyuan's successful experience, these descendants of top families unanimously chose to endure and continue asking him questions with sincerity.

Although they couldn't perfectly hide their inherent discrimination against Chinese people, nor could they fully control their emotions when mocked, they had tried their best.

Does the elite education system of wealthy families produce failures?

The answer is 'yes,' but the proportion is definitely very, very low.

From a young age, these people are scheduled for a multitude of courses and activities. Every day's schedule is packed tight, making it more exhausting than working on a factory assembly line.

Even if a failure is accidentally produced, their personal capabilities are definitely beyond what an average person can compare to.