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Xiao Hansheng had a restless night and kept his QQ app open. The next morning, the notification sound woke him from his drowsiness. He opened it to find:
"This year, your luck is unstoppable. Contact me after the New Year; the old Daoist might be worth a try."
It was already winter, and Xiao Hansheng thought it would be nice to have a break for a month or two.
Winter days are short and nights long, making time feel like it passes quickly. After some last-minute cramming, the university exams began. Zhang Yang handled them with ease, and after finishing the last exam, he contacted Ding Weiwei. They agreed to spend a few days in Yanjing before heading back to Haizhou together.
Shen Zhiyu kept his word and booked tickets for both of them to Yanjing. "I just want to visit my grandpa," Shen Zhiyu said, referring to his grandfather, Dragon Old. In his prime, Dragon Old was a man of great stature, holding high office at the founding of the nation. He experienced many ups and downs during the revolutionary years but is now retired with students all over the world.
Dragon Old had three sons and one daughter, all of whom achieved remarkable success. Unfortunately, among the third generation, only Shen Zhiyu was a male heir. Shen Zhiyu had a carefree personality; he had served in the military and was skilled but was not suited for politics. However, he thrived in a special department like Heavenly Mechanism Group and was well-connected, considered a leader among the Red Third Generation in Yanjing.
Zhang Yang had never flown before. Shen Zhiyu initially wanted to book first class, but Zhang Yang insisted it wasn't necessary. The flight from Shanzhou to Yanjing was only about an hour long, so they could experience economy class together. Shen Zhiyu jokingly called him pretentious but went along with Zhang Yang's wishes.
When exchanging boarding passes, Shen Zhiyu gave up two aisle seats that were separated by an aisle. On the plane, they sat at the outermost seats with two seats behind them. Next to Zhang Yang sat a man who looked as thin as a bamboo pole but wore a thick gold chain around his neck. Looking at that slender neck, Zhang Yang wondered if it could handle the weight.
The Bamboo Pole Man appeared to be in his thirties and was accompanied by a much younger girl. At her age, she might have looked better without makeup or with lighter makeup; however, her makeup was quite heavy, with dark blue eyeshadow that reminded Zhang Yang of Mei Chaofeng from the old version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
The Bamboo Pole Man chose the window seat while Eyeshadow Girl sat between Zhang Yang and him. Shen Zhiyu seemed uncomfortable in economy class; he fidgeted back and forth as if trying to find a comfortable position.
It's not that one doesn't appreciate quality; it's just that comparing goods can be daunting. Compared to Bamboo Pole Man, Zhang Yang appeared much more refined. Eyeshadow Girl wasn't blind; noticing that she was next to a handsome guy, she leaned slightly outward and initiated conversation: "Hey there, are you traveling alone?"
Zhang Yang shifted slightly outward and grunted in response.
Seeing that Zhang Yang ignored her, Eyeshadow Girl rolled her eyes and began flirting with Bamboo Pole Man instead, asking where they would go shopping or what they would do after arriving in Yanjing.
"Play casually, buy casually. I'm poor, so poor that all I have left is money." Bamboo Pole Man said with an air of extravagance.
After saying that, Bamboo Pole Man glanced at Zhang Yang and asked, "So, brother, are you also a Shanzhou Native? Here to have fun in Yanjing?"
"Yeah." Zhang Yang replied nonchalantly.
Normally, Bamboo Pole Man would have stopped there, but he seemed quite energized and continued speaking to Zhang Yang, "I tell you, Yanjing is big and accommodation is expensive. Can you manage as an outsider? It's also costly to take a taxi from the airport to the city center. I have someone picking me up; you can hitch a ride with us."
"No need, I have friends picking me up too." Zhang Yang replied lightly.
"What do you do, brother? We're both from Shanzhou; meeting is fate. If you encounter any difficulties in Yanjing, just look for me. I'm doing alright in Shanzhou; you can also reach out to me." After saying this, Bamboo Pole Man surprisingly pulled out a business card and handed it over.
"I'm still in school; nothing will happen." Zhang Yang took the card without looking at it and casually tucked it into his pocket.
"Damn, showing off. A poor student acting all high and mighty." Bamboo Pole Man cursed inwardly. He then took Eyeshadow Girl's hand and boasted, "My buddy is in Yanjing; no doubt about it. You know the Four Young Masters of Yanjing? One of them is my buddy's cousin's classmate's friend. My buddy is here to pick us up; it has to be a BMW."
Zhang Yang and Shen Zhiyu got off the plane and walked out of the Yanjing airport exit. They saw Bamboo Pole Man and Eyeshadow Girl already waiting by the roadside, eager as they got off the plane. "Why hasn't your buddy come to pick you up yet? Hurry up and call him," Eyeshadow Girl shouted.
"I just called; it was busy. Let's wait a bit. If not, we can take a taxi?" Bamboo Pole Man suggested.
"No way! I want to ride in a BMW. Call again; hurry!" Eyeshadow Girl whined.
At that moment, a silver-gray sedan stopped right by them. "Could this be your buddy's car? Why is it a domestic car?" Eyeshadow Girl remarked as she looked at the slightly curved triangular logo on the front, finding it unfamiliar and concluding it must be a domestic vehicle.
"My buddy wouldn't drive a domestic car," Bamboo Pole Man glanced at the logo too; he found it strange but felt that this car seemed high-end compared to what Eyeshadow Girl thought, so he didn't say much more.
As they spoke, two young men got out of the driver's seat and passenger seat of the car, dressed stylishly and looking sharp.
"Get lost, idiot!" one of the young men shouted at Bamboo Pole Man and Eyeshadow Girl. Despite their youth, his voice was deep and powerful. Bamboo Pole Man and Eyeshadow Girl instinctively stepped aside.
"You’re driving a domestic car, what’s with the attitude..." Eyeshadow Girl started to say, but before she could finish, Bamboo Pole Man suddenly shouted, "My buddy is here!" At that moment, a BMW 325 pulled up behind the silver sedan, and a man rolled down the window: "Get in."
Bamboo Pole Man and Eyeshadow Girl got into the car. Eyeshadow Girl still seemed quite angry. "Look at that domestic car in front; two guys got out acting all high and mighty."
Bamboo Pole Man's buddy looked up and then said to Bamboo Pole Man without holding back, "Wow, buddy, how did you end up with such a country bumpkin? That’s a Maybach! The price of that car could buy several dozen of mine."
"Huh?" Bamboo Pole Man exclaimed in surprise. "I didn’t recognize it at first."
"Don’t you know cars? Can’t you see the license plate? How many people can get such an old consecutive number?" Bamboo Pole Man's buddy carefully started the car and drove around the Maybach.
As they passed by, both Bamboo Pole Man and Eyeshadow Girl couldn’t help but turn to look at the luxury car, only to see a poor student from economy class on the plane smiling as he sat in the back seat of the Maybach.
"Damn it!" Bamboo Pole Man symbolically slapped himself on the face. So this kid was serious about someone picking him up, and it was a top-tier luxury car. What was I showing off for on the plane?
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