"Flaunting wealth is insane! Traffic congestion at Jiangnan Bridge, and a Porsche owner actually called a private helicopter to fly over the clogged section!"
This headline quickly dominated Weibo because Fang Jueyu didn't cover his license plate, so even his license number was exposed online.
Moreover, such a huge helicopter carrying a car through the sky was too conspicuous. Almost everyone who saw it couldn't resist taking photos or recording videos. After all, such an event is a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence.
Liu Yimou and many veteran team members had already arrived at the China Joy venue, among them was another figure wearing a baseball cap, with an extraordinarily attractive internet celebrity by his side. This person was undoubtedly Wang Cong.
High-profile, fond of internet celebrities, wealthy, these were his biggest labels, but he didn't mind them at all because they were the most accurate descriptions of him!
"You guys have to see this!" Wang Cong said, showing a video on his phone of a Cayenne being dragged into the sky by a massive helicopter. Such a scene is rarely seen even in movies.
"Damn! This is so badass!" Liu Yimou snatched Wang Cong's phone, repeatedly confirming the authenticity of the video.
"I thought I was flashy enough, but I never imagined there'd be someone even more flamboyant. Their car stuck on the highway and they called a private helicopter to haul it away, that's just too outrageous, isn't it?" Wang Cong exclaimed.
"But this guy is strange too, isn't a Cayenne just over a million Yuan? Compared to that helicopter, it seems out of its league!" said Shadow, Liu Yimou's teammate.
With their wealth, they couldn't afford the helicopter, but they could buy the car: "Isn't that helicopter from recently popular helicopter-hailing software called 'DiDi Helicopter'? I remember they offer helicopter services, though the prices are slightly higher!"
"No, that helicopter is a private one!" Wang Cong stated, "Three years ago, my dad and I saw it at a private auction in the United States. It's a retired military helicopter modified, and it sold for 120 million to an unknown wealthy Chinese bidder!"
"Principal Wang, didn't your dad try to buy it?" Liu Yimou asked. Principal Wang is Wang Cong's nickname, liked by his friends and online followers.
"How could he not? My dad bid too, but he stopped at one billion US Dollars."
"What, isn't the helicopter worth that much?"
"Of course not, it's just that my dad seemed to know the bidder, and at that auction, many people gave face. Whenever he wanted something, no one would overbid excessively."
Remembering that mysterious person in the VIP room during the auction, Wang Cong was still very curious. Representatives from families like the Rothschild and Morgan families were there, yet they gave that mysterious buyer face—his identity must be astounding.
"So, you think this person might be related to that mysterious rich guy back then?"
"Most likely!" Wang Cong nodded. If there were a chance, he'd love to meet this person.
"Hey, check Weibo, it seems like that helicopter is flying towards the China Joy venue!" Sun Long, another of Liu Yimou's teammates, shouted.
"No way?" They thought maybe the person had an important meeting or urgent business to attend to, only to come via helicopter. Could it be just to get to the exhibition early? Wouldn't that be too extravagant?
"Come on! Let's go take a look!" Wang Cong couldn't bother with the stunning internet celebrity beside him. To him, the car owner's identity was much more intriguing than the beautiful influencer.
The influencer stomped her foot in frustration but quickly grabbed her Louis Vuitton bag to follow. Many were lining up to date Wang Cong, even just for a week, to reap countless benefits. She couldn't give up halfway!
"Clack clack clack!" The loud engine sound came from the sky, and the helicopter indeed landed outside the China Joy venue! Many who heard the news gathered into a large circle, waiting to see the true face of this car owner.
"Oh no, I'm probably going to be famous now!" Fang Jueyu looked bitter. At least a few hundred people surrounded below, and once he stepped out of the car, countless cameras would pounce on him—it would be impossible to keep a low profile now if he wanted to.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have asked Sister Xiaoying for this favor!" Fang Jueyu regretted it deeply. His entrance was a bit too high-profile.
Finally, Fang Jueyu's car landed, and four well-trained men in black descended from the helicopter, quickly untying the ropes from the car, then returned to the helicopter at lightning speed.
"Mission accomplished, heading back!" The helicopter roared again, disappearing into the sky after a while.
Instantly, the Porsche became the center of attention, surrounded by a tight crowd, and Fang Jueyu couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
"I have to ask for help!" Fang Jueyu immediately dialed Liu Yimou's number, "Mr. Park, help!"
"Mr. Lu, you're here already? Where are you? What do you mean by help?" Liu Yimou was puzzled by Fang Jueyu's words.
"Well, uh... my private helicopter dropped me off at the venue entrance, and now there are people everywhere... I'm afraid I'll be devoured once I get out of the car. Can you help me disperse these people?" Fang Jueyu struggled to explain.
"Holy crap, Mr. Lu? This is your car?" Liu Yimou couldn't link Fang Jueyu with the Porsche owner—he thought Fang Jueyu was still stuck on the bridge or highway.
"Wait, I'll ask the Principal for a solution!"
"Mr. Park, who was that?" Wang Cong heard his name during the call.
"That's the friend I was going to introduce to you today, Mr. Lu from the Bamboo platform, who's been quite popular recently!"
"Oh, I know!" Wang Cong nodded indifferently. There were plenty of tycoons on streaming platforms, but Wang Cong wouldn't befriend just anyone; perhaps they were just an ordinary upstart.
"That Mr. Lu is in that car right now!" Liu Yimou pointed at the Porsche.
"What? You mean Mr. Lu you mentioned is in that car?" At that moment, Wang Cong couldn't stay calm anymore. If this man managed to get that helicopter and even command respect from his dad, he certainly wasn't just your average rich guy.
"He called, asking us to help disperse those people!"
"Hahaha, making such a big scene, now he knows he needs our help?" Wang Cong laughed gloatingly but he still immediately called security—after all, he was the biggest investor in China Joy. That kind of power, he certainly had.
Soon, a group of security guards arrived to begin dispersing the crowd.
"Everyone, please make way! This is one of our special programs at today's exhibition. Please let us make a path!"
"So it's a special program? I thought some big deal arrived!"
"But the organizers getting such a helicopter is impressive!"
"Oh come on, look who the organizer is. Can Principal Wang not get a helicopter?"
"Is it really like that? Somehow I feel this sounds sketchy?"
Before long, a big chunk of the crowd dispersed, and Fang Jueyu seized the opportunity to drive into the underground parking garage. Only after confirming no one saw him did he step out.
He shook his head helplessly, "Great, I probably won't be daring to drive this car again…"