"Young master, I have placed all the car orders you wanted. They should start arriving at your garage from next week!" Shortly after, Fang Jueyu received a text from Zhuang Ying.
"Nice!" Fang Jueyu praised Zhuang Ying's efficiency and immediately had Xiao Yi pull up his wealth dashboard. All these luxury cars together must cost a few billion, right?
But when he saw the number, he was dumbfounded. The amount hadn't decreased; it had increased by tens of millions of US Dollars.
"Xiao Yi, explain what's going on here?" Fang Jueyu was about to lose it. He bought 20 luxury cars and didn't spend a dime.
"Host, don't blame me, have you ever seen someone pay when they eat their own snacks from their family's store?"
Xiao Yi's response left Fang Jueyu stumped.
"Except for that one car, Wuling Hongguang, you have substantial shares in all the companies producing those cars. The custom cars don't cost you a penny! Even if you pay, the money would simply circulate back to your own pocket, making no big difference!"
"Wow, is spending money really this hard?" Fang Jueyu smashed his mouse in frustration, but the expensive alloy mouse didn't even have a scratch, while a small dent appeared on the premium hardwood floor.
He glanced back at his Weibo. The number of followers had surpassed a million and kept increasing at a staggering rate, with tens of thousands of new comments on his post promoting the Youth League.
"Who knew Mr. Lu was also a patriotic youth!"
"Fang Jueyu? Is that Mr. Lu's name? I had an elementary schoolmate with the same name!"
"A friend of mine told me before he died to ask, when's the giveaway starting?"
"Be honest, isn't that 'friend' you?"
"Don't ask, the friend on the third floor is me!"
"Youth League rocks in Huaxia!"
Twenty minutes later, Fang Jueyu's phone rang again; it looked like Wang Cong was done. Judging from the gap in calls, he seemed somewhat capable, although it was unclear if the earlier call had startled him, causing any performance issues.
"Fang Jueyu, you have one minute to explain yourself, or I'll come to Jiangnan City and kill you in two days!" Wang Cong said menacingly. Fortunately, his little brother didn't suffer any mishaps; otherwise, he'd have rushed to Fang Jueyu's house this instant.
"Hey, I just wanted you to help promote my Weibo account. You have so many followers, it's bound to be effective!" Fang Jueyu explained.
"You're kidding me, that's what you called for?" Wang Cong on the other end wanted to rip Fang Jueyu to pieces. "You could've just sent me a text or a WeChat message, why call?"
"Alright, alright, don't be mad, I'll give you a twenty percent discount on the helicopter you wanted!"
"No, fifty percent!" Wang Cong haggled.
"No, seventy percent!"
"Sixty-five percent, or it's nothing!"
"Deal!" Wang Cong agreed, happy to save several million US Dollars. It seemed that earlier call was oddly endearing now.
"Then hurry up and promote for me!" Fang Jueyu impatiently urged.
"Okay!" Wang Cong nodded, "By the way, I'll come to Jiangnan City next week. We can chat about the movie and I can check out your mansion!" said Wang Cong.
"No problem, let me know what you'd like to eat, and I'll have my chef prepare it for you!"
"Damn, brother, I don't even have a personal chef in my place. I must taste your chef's cooking!"
Wang Cong ended the call and quietly opened Weibo.
"Let me introduce someone, this bastard almost killed me with money yesterday @Fang Jueyu."
Wang Cong had over twenty million followers; his post was more effective than ads from both Principal Park and Guo Xinyu combined!
"Hahaha, the principal finally dug up this big tycoon's Weibo. Brothers, let's go blow up his Weibo!"
"Principal Wang, First Meme Division reporting, requesting deployment!"
"Principal Wang, Second Saucy Division reporting, requesting deployment!"
Countless netizens flooded Fang Jueyu's Weibo, eager to see who this person was, who even Wang Cong saw as obscenely wealthy. But the post, barely up for a minute, left everyone dropping their jaws.
"Thanks for following me on Weibo. I'll occasionally hold giveaways here. Let's start with a welcome gift today—500 iPhone 11 Pro Max 256GBs, plus a Lamborghini Gallardo. Just repost to enter the draw!"
"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!"
"The cultural-less First Floor reigns with 'holy crap!' I, too, must say: 'A whole load of crap!'"
"I've seen giveaways with phones, but a car? It's my first. Bowing to you, sir!"
"Mom, come see this god!"
"This car is mine, no one fight me for it!"
"Reposted, I'm getting a license plate tomorrow!"
"You're outstanding, I concede!" Wang Cong also saw the post. Although wealthy, he'd never seen such a massive giveaway — a Lamborghini! Giving away a 500,000-dollar car in a draw stunned him and his friends.
"Since you're so generous, I can't lose face!" Wang Cong felt compelled to match Fang Jueyu.
"I, Wang Cong, will sacrifice myself now—500 iPhone 11 Pro Max 256GBs plus a Ferrari 488! Old rules, just repost to enter the draw!"
Wang Cong had saved millions of US Dollars on the helicopter from Fang Jueyu — a gift for his father Wang Lin's birthday. Although he gave the gift, the money came from Wang Lin; getting the helicopter was the real effort.
Back and forth, Wang Cong still pocketed millions of US Dollars. Spending a million yuan on giveaways was merely tipping his cap to fate!
The duel between the two lottery extravaganzas quickly trended on Weibo. By 10 PM, Fang Jueyu's followers skyrocketed to five million. By the next day, it might even hit ten million!
"Hey, Fang Jueyu, with so many followers, why not get verified on Weibo?"
"Seen mine? CEO of Zhu TV, Director at Baidar Group. You, being this 'influencer,' should have some title, right?"
"But I own too many companies. If I list them all, there might not be enough space on Weibo!"
"Alright, here we go again, I've got studies, gotta go!" Wang Cong simply ignored him.
Fang Jueyu looked innocent: "Did I say something wrong again? Seems like telling the truth these days just earns you disdain."