The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 207: Chapter 138 I am not the Key God (Super Long Chapter)_4

Chapter 207: Chapter 138 I am not the Key God (Super Long Chapter)_4

Because he rarely ate at school.

Among Zhou Wang’s friends, he was living the most carefree life. Just after graduating university, while others were worrying about their future, he had already taken his girlfriend on a graduation trip, roaming the grasslands and Gobi Desert, before finally returning now.

His family wasn’t particularly wealthy, but there was just enough to ensure he had no financial stress. His parents were open-minded enough, and Yang Hao himself was quite content, with no extra ambitions in life, planning to inherit the family business once he had enough fun…

In his words, this was called “content with small wealth.”

“Whoa, isn’t this my handsome godfather?”

Seeing Zhou Wang with his hands in his pockets, Yang Hao, carrying just a backpack, laughed heartily and ran over, giving Zhou Wang a bear hug.

“Are you really here alone?” Zhou Wang asked in surprise, looking behind him, “Where’s Little Ma?”

Little Ma was Yang Hao’s girlfriend of two or three years, whom Zhou Wang had met a few times. Even though this guy loved to play around, strangely, his relationship remained quite stable, which everyone who knew him found surprising.

“I came to hang out with my bro, so what’s the point of her tagging along? Don’t worry, today is just a father-son fun day for us!”

Yang Hao chuckled, winking at Zhou Wang.

“Alright then, hop in. I’ll take you on a wild ride!”

Zhou Wang smiled, patting behind him.

Only then did Yang Hao notice a small electric motorbike behind Zhou Wang… and darn it, it was pink!

“Uh, we’re riding this?”

Yang Hao was dumbfounded for a moment, then exclaimed, “No way, Brother Dog, you, a guy wearing a Rolex, coming to pick me up on an electric bike? This is way too low-key… ”

“Take it or leave it, hurry up!”

“Okay, okay, okay…”

At this point, Yang Hao could only resign himself to sit on the back seat of the electric bike, with the two big men squeezed together on the small bike, attracting a lot of attention on the way out of the station.

Fortunately, Yang Hao wasn’t easily embarrassed, and soon his spirits lifted again, “Brother Dog, where are we going… huh, wow, what a fancy convoy!”

By now, the two had ridden the bike to the front of Ming City train station, and Yang Hao was quickly drawn to a scene on the roadside.

At the T-junction of the main road, there was a convoy of cars parked neatly on the roadside with their hazard lights flashing.

Leading the convoy was a charming blue Ferrari 812C, its dazzling body shimmering in the sunset. Behind the Ferrari was a Bentley Continental GT, followed by a Mercedes G63, and then a line of black Audis.

The visual impact of so many luxury cars grouped together was extraordinary, and standing next to each car was a chauffeur in a suit and wearing an earpiece, clearly a big-shot entourage.

Many pedestrians stopped in their tracks, with quite a few taking out their phones to snap photos and videos.

“That’s a Ferrari 812C, a multimillion-dollar sports car along with a Bentley and a Mercedes. Whose filthy rich son of a gun is this…”

Yang Hao sighed enviously, then realized the electric bike had stopped, and Zhou Wang was side-eyeing him.

“Brother Dog, what’s up?”

“You can envy me, but try not to swear so much next time.”

“?”

Yang Hao was momentarily confused, and then Zhou Wang ushered him off the bike.

He hadn’t quite processed it when he saw a woman step out of the Mercedes G, tall and slender in a perfectly-tailored black professional suit, poised and dazzling.

Yang Hao stared dumbfounded at the incredibly beautiful woman who walked straight over, smiling as she took the keys to the electric bike from Zhou Wang.

“Brother, Brother Dog…”

Feeling like he was onto something, Yang Hao turned with difficulty to look at those luxury cars and then back at Zhou Wang.

“Let me dig around for a bit.”

Zhou Wang raised his hand to stop him and began rummaging in his pockets.

As Yang Hao’s eyes grew wider, Zhou Wang sequentially pulled out the car keys for the Audi A8L, Mercedes G, Bentley Continental, and Ferrari…

“What the heck!!”

Yang Hao nearly jumped up in shock. “Brother Dog, are all these cars yours?!”

“What do you think?”

Zhou Wang dangled the bundle of keys in front of him. “Which one do you want to drive?”

“Ah, come on… can’t you see? Godfather, please accept your child’s bow!”

After his shock, Yang Hao was thrilled, directly taking the Ferrari’s keys and eagerly making his way toward the convoy.

At this moment, Zhou Wang silently pulled Xu Wenqian a little farther away, took out his phone, and switched to video mode…

“Welcome home, Young Master!”

As Yang Hao approached, the chauffeurs in front of the vehicles suddenly bowed to him in unison and shouted loudly.

“Pfft, this is like some urban dragon king returning… Hahaha, Mr. Zhou, you’re too bad!”

Watching Yang Hao with a twisted stride after the surprise in the peculiar gazes of the passersby, Xu Wenqian could no longer hold back. Leaning against Zhou Wang, she laughed heartily.

Zhou Wang couldn’t help but laugh too, and at the same time, he casually sent the video to the group chat.

…

“Brother Dog, wasn’t that last shout a bit too much…”

After a rather socially awkward experience at the bustling train station entrance, Yang Hao was now driving Zhou Wang’s Ferrari, his expression filled with grievance.

“Tell me, was it exhilarating or not!”

“It’s hard to describe because my blood definitely raced. It was both awkward and fun…”

Yang Hao squirmed in the seat uncomfortably, then sighed. “Brother Dog, I know you’ve made it, but don’t you think your ascent is a bit exaggerated?”

Yang Hao still found the scenario surreal; Zhou Wang wearing a watch worth hundreds of thousands was just bearable, but how much would all those cars be worth together, not to mention the stunning personal assistant with him…