Twelve luxury cars lined up, attracting plenty of attention, especially when they pulled up alongside a convertible BMW at a red light.
The owner of the BMW, with a smile, boasted, "Feels great, doesn’t it? This car cost me three million and can go from 0 to 100 km/h in 3.2 to 4.5 seconds! Look at the other cars around us—all trash, all losers’ rides."
Some nodded in agreement, while others were annoyed by the BMW owner’s excessive showing off. However, it had to be acknowledged that none of the surrounding cars were as good as his BMW.
Suddenly, the girl in the passenger seat exclaimed, "Look, look! What a cool car!"
The BMW’s owner and a few other young men with him stared wide-eyed at the limited-edition Koenigsegg. One of them gasped, "Damn! Isn’t that a limited-edition Koenigsegg?"
"Holy shit! It’s a Lamborghini Veneno!"
"Damn! A limited-edition Bugatti! Did this tycoon come from Dubai?"
"Motherfucker, the *least* impressive car in that lineup is a BMW!"
The girl swallowed hard and asked, "How much do all these cars cost?"
A young man in the backseat replied, "That limited-edition Koenigsegg? A single wheel from it is worth more than this BMW. Compared to those cars, *this* BMW is just a loser’s ride."
The BMW owner felt like he’d just taken a ten-thousand-point critical hit.
"DING! The most lethal form of showing off is the effortless kind. You’ve gained 120 Pretentiousness Points."
Chu Hao couldn’t suppress his glee. See? Brother Hao never needs to explain his flexing.
The light turned green. Leading the pack, the limited-edition Koenigsegg roared to life like a waking dragon and shot forward, unbelievably fast. One by one, the other luxury cars followed suit, charging ahead. It was ridiculously awesome.
They arrived at the villa Chu Hao had won. It was already fully furnished, but its location left something to be desired.
The manager approached, looking visibly embarrassed. "Sir," he said, "this villa only has two garage spaces. Where should the other cars be parked?"
The convoy of supercars was indeed eye-catching, drawing a crowd from the villa community. Men and women alike gathered to watch.
Chu Hao stepped out of his car. He was young, and after his marrow cleansing, he exuded an inexplicable aura that made him seem extraordinary at first glance.
A young girl gasped, "Wow! Is he the owner of all these cars? He’s so handsome!"
"All these cars together... they must be worth over a hundred million, right?" an auto-enthusiast middle-aged man exclaimed.
The residents here were already millionaires, but in the presence of true wealth, they suddenly felt like mere commoners. Without comparison, there’s no suffering.
Chu Hao looked at a villa perched on the hilltop. The view from there was stunning, complete with a waterfall cascading down—a scene like something out of a fairyland. A sense of longing stirred within him. Pointing at the villa above, he asked, "How much is that villa?"
The manager wiped sweat from his brow and replied, "The starting price for those is thirty million. The one right at the top is even more expensive—it’s rumored to be Anli City’s finest property, starting at one hundred million."
Chu Hao said, "Contact the real estate agency here. Let’s go take a look."
What could the manager object to? He had encountered a true tycoon today, so he quickly called a sales representative.
Tang Mo couldn’t help but ask, "Seriously, how much money do you actually have?"
Chu Hao replied nonchalantly, "Not much left. Just about a hundred million."
Tang Mo suddenly lost the desire to speak to him. She had previously assumed Chu Hao was running low on funds, but it turned out he’d actually started with two hundred million! Damn it, you should have told me you were that rich earlier!
Soon, a sales representative arrived. She was an exceptionally stunning and voluptuous woman. Chu Hao, however, was startled when he saw her.
The woman was equally surprised but quickly recovered with a smile. "Master Chu, we meet again so soon?"
Chu Hao felt a flash of annoyance. Why did he have to run into Liu Qingyan here, of all places? Was she selling properties now?
Yi Qinglian and Tang Mo instinctively tensed up. They sensed an unusual dynamic between Chu Hao and Liu Qingyan—one was smiling, the other looked awkward. Clearly, there was some history there.
Chu Hao nodded. "Tell me the prices for the villas up there."
Liu Qingyan laughed lightly, her fair skin glowing and her dimples enchanting. "Master Chu, you must be joking," she said. "You’re here to buy a property; how could I possibly dare to charge you?"
And it was true; Chu Hao had once saved the Cao Family without asking for anything in return.
Chu Hao maintained, "Business is business. How much are the properties up there?"
"The one at the very top of the mountain, Hongyun Deep, is 190 million."
Under Liu Qingyan’s guidance, they arrived at Hongyun Deep. The villa spanned over 2,600 square meters and was fully equipped with every imaginable amenity. It was particularly breathtaking at dawn when the fog-shrouded mountaintop seemed to reflect a crimson glow, signifying great fortune—hence its name, Hongyun Deep.
"The mountaintop villa on the right is Songxin Residence, priced at 180 million."
"The one on the left, Ancient Dragon Diving, is also 180 million." Liu Qingyan finished introducing the three villas.
Chu Hao couldn’t help but swallow hard. He realized there was nothing here he could afford; his entire fortune was just one hundred million.
Liu Qingyan smiled. "If Master Chu is the one purchasing, I can request a discount from Cao Gong."
Chu Hao asked, "Does Cao Shanhe have that kind of authority?"
Liu Qingyan replied, "Cao Gong isn’t the sole shareholder, but he definitely has significant influence."
The manager and the others nearby were already staring agape. This young man knows Cao Shanhe, the infamous Butcher?
Soon, Liu Qingyan returned, smiling. "Cao Gong said that in consideration of your help last time, Master Chu, you can have a discount."
A discount on a villa worth nearly two hundred million was indeed astonishing.
The manager and the others swallowed hard. Who exactly is this man? He must have incredible influence for Cao Gong to offer such a massive discount at a moment’s notice! This isn’t a discount of a few million; it’s tens of millions! Everyone turned to Chu Hao, wondering if he would make the purchase.
Chu Hao felt rather embarrassed. He’d definitely overplayed his hand this time and wasn’t sure how to back down gracefully. He did have one hundred million, but even with a discount, could it be reduced by a hundred million? Besides, if he really bought it, he’d probably be eating instant noodles for months. He’d just tallied his assets: a total of one hundred and fourteen million.
Oh, right! There was also that one hidden bank card with a thousand yuan on it—his entire fortune before he got the System.
Liu Qingyan took out a calculator, did the math, and then smiled. "After the discount, Master Chu, Hongyun Deep would cost you one hundred and fourteen million. That’s effectively a forty percent discount."
Holy crap! Does she read minds or something? She knew exactly how much I have! Not a single yuan more, not a single yuan less!
Chu Hao’s mouth twitched. If I really buy this, I’ll be back to square one, with only that thousand yuan to my name.
Yi Qinglian advised, "Hao, let’s forget it. It’s really too expensive."
Tang Mo also felt it was exorbitant. "There’s no need to buy a villa worth over a hundred million," she said. "I think the other villas are quite nice too, and they also have plenty of garage space."
Chu Hao didn’t know what possessed him. Even though both women had given him an easy way out, his urge to flex was just too strong. He waved his hand dismissively. "This one it is," he declared. "This villa will be great for parking the cars." With an air of nonchalance, he tossed a bank card onto the table.
"DING! Host has engaged in forced flexing, earning 70 Pretentiousness Points."
Damn it! I just threw down one hundred and fourteen million yuan, and I only got 70 measly Pretentiousness Points! Damn it all, my heart aches so much. I want to cry; this is agonizing!
If I’d known this would happen, I would’ve bought one of the other villas! Now I’ve only got a thousand yuan left. How am I supposed to survive?
As for the manager from Sail Auto City and the others present, they were utterly dumbfounded. To spend a hundred million on luxury cars and then immediately drop another hundred million on a villa, all in one breath!
"Now *that’s* a real tycoon!"
"Seriously! Money talks, huh? A villa worth over a hundred million, and he says it’s just for parking cars! Oh, my heart can’t take it!"
"When I get rich, I’m gonna do the exact same thing!"
"Heh... Dream on. Maybe in your next life."
Liu Qingyan nodded with a professional smile. "Very well."