97: Chapter 97 The Father and Son Who Eat Rice Meals Encounter a Killer Star in the Business World

At the dining table, Jiang Jinyue and Su Wantang were eating in small bites.

From time to time, they would steal a glance at Tang Luochuan and Tang Hai, who were busy stuffing their faces.

They were truly father and son.

Real foodies!!

"Slow down..." Zhu Xiumei, seemingly used to it, added with a touch of embarrassment, picked up serving chopsticks to put food into the two girls' bowls: "Don't look at them! It's embarrassing..."

"It's fine, Auntie, I'm used to it." Jiang Jinyue smiled secretly, having discovered this trait of Luochuan back at school.

Su Wantang echoed: "It's lovely watching Uncle and Luochuan eat."

"Oh right, Mom! I'll take you to buy gold this afternoon." Tang Luochuan, rarely speaking while not yet full, said this.

"Gold? Jewelry? Why buy that blindly! Save the money for you two to live well, don't spend it recklessly. What would I need that stuff for."

"Oh, it's fine! Listen to me, we'll just go out for a stroll."

"I have to go to Cousin Jianhua's place this afternoon, he's getting married tomorrow! I can't get away."

"Just come back a bit earlier..."

Meanwhile, Meng Fanyi sat before the vanity mirror; her makeup was exquisite, yet it could not hide the trace of irritability in her eyes.

"Fanyi, are you ready?"

Her best friend Li Ting's urging came from outside the door.

"Coming."

She picked up her bag and prepared to leave; she had just asked Zhu Jianhua for 40,000 yuan to buy the three pieces of gold jewelry today.

Her best friends Li Ting and Wang Xiaoya were sitting on the living room sofa, and as she came out, their gazes fell squarely on that Chanel bag.

"Wow, carrying this bag again?" Li Ting exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Fanyi, your fiancé is so good to you."

Meng Fanyi's lips curled up slightly, and she deliberately moved the bag in front of her: "It's alright, Cousin Jianhua is quite thoughtful."

"Then let's hurry up and leave, we have so much to do this afternoon. Have you tried on the wedding dress?" Wang Xiaoya asked.

Meng Fanyi's expression suddenly turned cold: "Don't even mention it. I wanted to book a good one! But Zhu Jianhua thinks it's too expensive... He says he's spent too much lately. He wants to save for the future."

Wang Xiaoya nodded: "He's right, you do need to..."

"Right my foot. Is money saved? Money is earned! Wealth accumulation depends on that one specific period in life. Once the fortune arrives, everything that's meant to come will come! That isn't the result of hard work; it's compensation for one's cognition."

Meng Fanyi interrupted her friend, reciting a quote she deeply believed in.

This was also something a 'successful person' who once kept her had told her.

But for the same passage, everyone's understanding is different.

For others, it's a lament after success.

But for ordinary people, they can only understand the literal meaning, while being unwilling to pay the cost of time and energy to take a gamble.

So for her, this was just a cup of toxic chicken soup that had already been drunk.

"Let's go buy the three pieces of gold first. When the demolition money arrives in a few days, I'll switch to a Hermès!" Speaking of this, she remembered Wantang.

That girl whose temperament and looks crushed her own.

Oriental Jinchen.

It was already the best mall in the vicinity.

Tang Luochuan drove that Volkswagen and first topped up his father's fuel card with 5,000 yuan.

Then he secretly transferred 20,000 yuan to his father as pocket money.

Afterward, following his father's Mercedes-Benz E300, the group headed to the mall in a grand procession.

The cars parked in the nearby lot, where the concrete ground was already cracked beyond recognition.

A gust of wind could kick up a cloud of dust.

Many young people around couldn't help but look over.

They found it hard to believe.

Why would three such high-attractiveness young people get out of such a beat-up Volkswagen?

Especially the two ladies.

Tang Luochuan was fine; he was naturally free-spirited and born into an ordinary family, possessing no noble air.

But Su Wantang and Jiang Jinyue were not.

The two of them managed to make a beat-up Volkswagen worth a little over 100,000 feel like a million-dollar luxury car.

Are beautiful women not valuable anymore? Or have these two women never seen the world?

Various questions flashed through everyone's minds.

Just as the three were about to move forward to catch up with Tang Hai and the others, another Mercedes-Benz pulled up beside them.

The speed was fast, and the braking was sharp.

It seemed to be in a hurry to show something off.

By sheer coincidence, it blocked the path in front of the three.

A cloud of dust rose, and Su Wantang covered her nose.

Jiang Jinyue turned her body away, her face full of disgust.

Tang Luochuan stared at the other party and gently fanned away the dust in front of him: "Which idiot is that?"

If they had walked just a few more steps, they would have definitely been hit.

"Luochuan!!! Do you still recognize me?" A boy pushed the car door open and stepped out.

"Wang Jie?"

Tang Luochuan was all too familiar with the person who had arrived—it was his high school classmate and former best friend, Wang Jie.

Standing 1.75 meters tall and weighing 210 pounds, he walked with some difficulty.

A standard academic slacker, Meng Fanyi's rumored boyfriend, and he also had a resounding nickname: The first person to hook up with a teacher in high school.

Tang Luochuan despised the first two, but he actually admired him for hooking up with a teacher.

Wang Jie licked his lips, and two 'little sisters' also got out of the car.

By normal standards, these two girls couldn't compare to Su Wantang and Jiang Jinyue.

But they also revealed Wang Jie's preference, which was... trashy.

"Damn, is it not illegal to wear so little?" Tang Luochuan blushed instantly; he felt that if these two girls did any dangerous movements like squatting or Li Ting their legs, they would easily have a wardrobe malfunction.

"What are you doing!" Wang Jie was very excited; in his eyes, Tang Luochuan was his closest buddy.

"You didn't even contact me! You forgot your high school classmates after getting into college!!" Wang Jie's face was full of fat; this guy's family was very wealthy.

His parents ran a company, traditional machinery, and they made quite a bit.

"You scared the hell out of me." Tang Luochuan waved his hand: "Drive slower, you almost hit me."

"Don't worry, brother, I know what I'm doing." Wang Jie patted his chest, then glanced at Su Wantang and Jiang Jinyue.

His eyes were full of disdain.

"Luochuan's taste is too poor, looking for a partner like this? Can they even do a few positions? If you let them pose, they definitely wouldn't know how..."

Jiang Jinyue and Su Wantang finally noticed the other's gaze at this moment.

Because the gaze contained contempt for the two of them...

Contempt for their looks, at that.

"I..." Su Wantang had already understood, and instantly wanted to curse.

Growing up, this was the first time she had been mocked for her looks by a boy.

Jiang Jinyue also looked as if she had seen a complete idiot, her heart filled with shock; she had also been held in the palm of everyone's hand since she was a child.

Whoever saw her had to praise her beauty.

Subsequently, both of them looked at Tang Luochuan, asking with their eyes: "Is this guy stupid?"

Tang Luochuan instantly grasped the meaning and nodded: "He is."

Wang Jie, however, smugly hugged the two little sisters: "Luochuan, what are you doing here!"

"Accompanying my parents to buy things! What are you doing."

"Playing! I bought a new Mercedes-Benz, and you're still driving a Volkswagen? If it's not working out, I'll introduce you to my factory..."

"Get lost, I'm a model student, why would I go to your place?"

Tang Luochuan knew that Wang Jie wasn't trying to show off in front of him.

He was genuinely lacking a few brain cells.

"Hehe... who are these two..." He looked at Tang Luochuan again.

"My... girlfriend..."

"Oh! Hello, sister-in-law." Wang Jie was actually sensible, greeted them, and then looked at Tang Luochuan pitifully: "Brother... your taste is not good."

"You!!!" By this point, Tang Luochuan already wanted to curse.