Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

"Don't be so crazy. If someone wants to mess with you, it's as easy as crushing an ant."

Before Yang Zheng could react, Zeng Zhiyuan had already pulled the little green-haired boy back.

When he said this, the people in the booth were all stunned.

Given Zeng Zhiyuan's background and identity, the value of his words is self-evident.

"Can you tell me?"

Zeng Zhiyuan asked Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "If they are all Brother Yuan's friends, then of course you can."

Zeng Zhiyuan nodded and gestured to Yang Zheng: "Let me introduce you, a bunch of country bumpkins, Mr. Yang Zheng."

"Yang Zheng?"

A little red-haired guy suddenly stood up and said, "Fuck, Brother Yuan! You're not saying he's Yang Zheng, our richest man born in the 90s, are you?"

Zeng Zhiyuan affirmed, "It's absolutely genuine."

"666, it turns out to be Mr. Yang!"

"Holy crap! The richest post-90s person in the world!"

"Come on, Mr. Yang, come and sit down, let us get some of your wealth!"

"..."

A group of young people who originally looked a little rebellious now greeted us warmly.

No matter whether you have a background or not.

It is difficult to remain calm in front of someone like Yang Zheng, who can be called a "living god of wealth".

From some perspectives, Yang Zheng is even more worthy of making friends than Zeng Zhiyuan.

Yes, from the perspective of "making money".

"You bunch of bastards."

Zeng Zhiyuan cursed with a smile and continued to introduce him to Yang Zheng.

They are all young second- and third-generation people from Shanghai.

In fact, Yang Zheng is no longer suitable for this kind of circle.

First, he himself did not really like this kind of meaningless eating, drinking and having fun;

The second is that although these second and third generations have strong family backgrounds, most of them have few resources of their own.

And given his current position, it wouldn't be difficult for him to talk directly to their parents.

but.

This time he really owed Zeng Zhiyuan a favor.

And to be honest, he was flexing his muscles towards others.

If you meet someone who is stingy, just confront him directly and don't give him any face.

Not to mention helping Ye Shiliang get promoted, even if Ye Feng wasn't kicked out.

He actually had no choice.

So even if it’s meaningless, you have to play.

It’s not possible that others give him face but he doesn’t give face to others, right?

Let’s not talk about anything else.

After this matter got out.

If he encounters similar things in the future, who will care about him?

People respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet.

Only this way of dealing with things can make others willing to help you.

and so……

"This time, it's all thanks to Brother Yuan. Here's a little gadget. I hope Brother Yuan likes it."

After drinking with these second-generation people and getting to know them formally, Yang Zheng took out a small gift box and handed it to Zeng Zhiyuan.

"What gadget?"

Zeng Zhiyuan didn't hesitate and opened it casually after taking it.

An extremely exquisite watch, shining brightly under the dim light of the bar.

“This watch is quite beautiful.”

Zeng Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment and then said something.

Apparently, he didn't know much about watches.

Yang Zheng was about to introduce himself.

The little green-haired boy was the first to exclaim:

"I knock! Patek Philippe Sky Moon Tourbillon?"

Zeng Zhiyuan looked at him and asked, "Any explanation?"

The green-haired boy paused and said, "1500 and up, and you have to find someone you know to buy it."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

Of course they knew that Yang Zheng would never give Zeng Zhiyuan a watch worth 1500 yuan.

The number 1500 must be followed by "wan".

"No wonder I like him so much, as expected of Mr. Yang, he's always generous!"

Zeng Zhiyuan put on the watch as he spoke, with an irrepressible smile on his face.

With his status and background, he certainly doesn't need the 1500 million.

but.

After a brief contact, Yang Zheng had already understood the character of this top third-generation master.

Invite him to an entertainment venue like a bar, where there are a group of friends, and directly introduce his identity.

This is definitely not something serious.

Probably just to...show off.

See? Even Yang Zheng, a business genius and the richest man born in the 90s, was just a random invite.

This shocked the second generation before.

Is Yang Zheng the happiest?

No, Zeng Zhiyuan, who invited Yang Zheng here, was the happiest one.

There is no doubt that after Yang Zheng leaves, they will frantically question Zeng Zhiyuan:

How did you get to know Yang Zheng? Is Yang Zheng really that amazing?

Questions like this.

Zeng Zhiyuan must have been the center of these people before.

But that's only because of his background.

As for Yang Zheng now, that is his own network of contacts.

Yang Zheng saw that Zeng Zhiyuan liked to show off and was very vain.

I just took out the prepared gift to satisfy Zeng Zhiyuan's desire to show off.

Now it seems that Zeng Zhiyuan just put on the watch.

He became more certain of his speculation.

Zeng Zhiyuan himself can definitely afford a watch worth 1500 million.

But how can it be the same if it’s something you bought yourself or something given to you by someone else?

The former only means that you are rich.

The latter, however, shows...prestige!

"Old Chen, arrange for some girls to come!"

Zeng Zhiyuan was obviously really happy. He called the bar manager over and prepared to escalate the situation.

Yang Zheng also really saw that this top third generation was still relatively "simple" and not as calculating as Liu Wenqi and others.

To put it bluntly: when you are still having fun.

This can be seen from his yellow hair and the ornaments and tattoos all over his body.

Not long after.

The bar manager brought a group of girls over.

Yang Zheng had originally planned to risk his life to accompany the gentleman tonight and have some fun.

but……

"Hello handsome guys."

"Hello, bosses."

"..."

The greetings were not in unison.

Obviously not professional.

Probably that kind of... part-timer.

Some people like this.

I think they are cleaner.

But in fact, this type of "part-time workers" are the ones who are dangerous!

Those who are professional will always pay attention to their physical condition.

Because they rely on this to make a living and are more afraid of getting sick than you are.

What about this part-time job?

The surface should be brighter and more beautiful.

But private life is anyone’s guess.

They usually don't even know they are sick.

and.

They still always feel that they are not that.

So there will be many people who act pretentiously, have high demands, and even want to have a formal relationship with you.

I smoke, drink, get tattoos and go to bars, but I'm still a good girl.

Probably that's it.

Anyway, Yang Zheng doesn't like this kind of "part-time worker" very much.

He felt it would be better to pay for the service at a clearly marked price.

But...the guest should follow the host's wishes.

Zeng Zhiyuan and his friends like this tune.

He didn't have much to say.

Zeng Zhiyuan politely asked Yang Zheng to choose first.

Yang Zheng didn't hesitate and picked the girl he liked the most.

Anyway, he didn't plan for a second half, so he picked it with the intention of pleasing the eye.

After a few people pointed at their respective people, the girls also sat down.

Then it was time for each of them to communicate with their female companions.

Here.

Seeing that the girl had no intention of speaking after sitting down, Yang Zheng took the initiative to ask:

"What do you call me, beautiful lady? Let's clink glasses first?"

The girl glanced at him and said calmly: "I'm not interested in you, so don't waste your time."

This……

Yang Zheng was really stunned.

How long has it been since he met a girl who has no interest in him?

He soon found out the reason.

The girl stared at Zeng Zhiyuan intently.

To be precise, he was staring at the Patek Philippe watch worth 1500 million yuan that Zeng Zhiyuan had just put on his wrist.

Facts have proven that appearance cannot defeat money.

Yang Zheng had never imagined that one day he would lose the watch he had given himself...