As soon as he got out of the car, Zhou Yang keenly noticed a complicated gaze.
He looked in the direction he sensed and saw Chen Lun, dressed in the same finery, standing among a group of young men not far away.
When he saw him, Chen Lun's eyes visibly froze for a moment, then revealed a mixture of surprise, confusion, and even a hint of barely perceptible apprehension.
At this moment, Chen Lun's heart was truly in turmoil.
He originally thought Zhou Yang was just a nouveau riche with some skills and driving ability, or a martial arts expert that Du Zhe had hired from somewhere.
The royal garden-style manor in Ke Chen Tian Fu, worth billions, and the information he found about Zhou Yang all pointed to Zhou Yang's unfathomable background.
He was considered a prominent figure in the elite circles of the capital, and he knew at least eight or nine out of ten of the well-known young men from various prominent families.
But this Zhou Yang seems to have appeared out of nowhere.
Further investigation revealed a flawless background, showing only that he was an ordinary orphan who started his business from a food stall.
How is this possible?! How could an ordinary person afford Chentian Mansion?
How could he possibly outperform this scion of a prestigious family who had trained hard since childhood in both racing and combat?
Chen Lun became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it, and a sense of dread about Zhou Yang's identity arose within him, a fear that even he himself was unwilling to acknowledge.
This guy is definitely not simple!
Maybe he's like him, released by some hidden powerful family for training?
"Mr. Zhou! Ms. Xu! You've finally arrived!"
"Master Zhou, how have you been?"
Just as Chen Lun was pondering to himself, he saw Qin Xiaotian, the head of the Qin family, with Qin Yumo, Du Zhe with his father Du Minghua, and Gu Zhongchen from the Antique Association with his granddaughter Gu Huaiyue.
Along with several other prominent and wealthy individuals from Jindu who had previously visited Zhou Yang at Chentian Mansion, they all greeted him with beaming smiles and warmly exchanged pleasantries.
This scene made Chen Lun think deeply.
Qin Xiaotian, Du Minghua, Zhao Zhonghuan (CEO of Fumeng Jewelry)...
These are all figures in Jindu whose mere presence can make the business world tremble!
They were actually being so polite to a young man, even with a hint of...respect?
Chen Lun's brain was completely overwhelmed.
He racked his brains but still couldn't figure it out. Was this Zhou Yang the crown prince of some reclusive family in the capital who had come out to experience life, or the illegitimate son of some powerful figure?
This script is wrong!
Zhou Yang held Xu Yao's small hand, calmly dealing with the crowd's enthusiasm, with a perfectly appropriate smile on his face.
After exchanging a few words with Qin Xiaotian and the others, he walked into the banquet hall with Qin Yumo, Gu Huaiyue, Du Zhe and other young people.
The banquet hall of the Brilliant Hotel truly lives up to its name, being extremely luxurious.
The enormous crystal chandelier cast a dazzling light, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.
Melodious classical music flowed through the air, and well-dressed guests gathered in small groups, sipping champagne and chatting happily.
Amidst the clinking of glasses and the revelry, a scene of extravagant prosperity unfolded, truly a picture of "heaven on earth."
Throughout the banquet hall, elements and slogans related to "Starlight Charity" were carefully arranged to remind guests of the theme of the evening.
Beside Zhou Yang, Xu Yao was gentle and charming, with a sweet smile, while Qin Yumo had a cool and aloof demeanor, occasionally exchanging a few words with Zhou Yang in hushed tones, drawing the attention of those around them.
Gu Huaiyue, on the other hand, appeared alluring and elegant, quietly accompanying him, occasionally interjecting with words that always hit the nail on the head.
Du Zhe followed Zhou Yang like a loyal bodyguard, grinning from ear to ear, his face full of admiration.
Such a scene of being surrounded by stars naturally attracted countless eyes in the banquet hall.
Especially those young men who pride themselves on their privileged backgrounds, watching Zhou Yang surrounded by several top beauties and chatting and laughing with top bigwigs in Jindu.
Her eyes held an even stronger sense of envy and...jealousy.
"Just who is this guy? How come the Qin, Du, and Gu families are all so familiar with him?"
"Not only that, didn't you see Young Master Chen's expression just now? He looked like he'd swallowed a fly. I heard that Chen Lun had a major setback in the race last night, losing to a mysterious person. Could it be him?"
"Hiss—could it be the young master of some reclusive, hidden family in the capital who's come down to experience life?"
Amidst the whispers, Chen Lun's face grew increasingly grim. He gripped his wine glass tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Just then, a woman in her early thirties, wearing a royal blue fitted dress, with a mature and elegant demeanor and a hint of shrewdness in her eyes, walked gracefully towards Zhou Yang, holding a wine glass.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou."
The woman's voice was gentle and pleasant, and she wore a professional, standard smile.
Zhou Yang raised an eyebrow, recognizing the face; it seemed to be a senior executive at some bank.
He nodded politely: "Hello, who are you?"
The woman smiled sweetly and extended her slender hand: "Mr. Zhou, you really have a bad memory. I am Yun Xin, the branch manager of HSBC Jindu Branch. I was the one who served you when you conducted business at our bank last time."
"Oh, President Yun, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Zhou Yang suddenly realized, and gently shook her hand briefly before letting go.
A hint of appreciation flashed in Yun Xin's eyes, then her smile widened: "Mr. Zhou, I apologize for disturbing you."
"I mainly wanted to report to you that the funds in your account have changed frequently recently, and the balance has exceeded one billion, reaching the standard of our private bank's highest level black card."
"If you have time, you can come to our bank to complete the upgrade process. The Black Gold Card can provide you with more exclusive value-added services."
Before Zhou Yang could react, the young men and socialites around him who had been eavesdropping fell silent, as if they had been choked!
A billion?! Or is it just the account balance?!
My goodness!
Many of the second-generation rich kids present have family assets exceeding 10 billion yuan.
But to say that someone has billions of yuan in cash flow lying in their personal bank account is simply a pipe dream!
What does that mean? Many large listed companies don't even have that much in liquidity!
In an instant, the way everyone looked at Zhou Yang completely changed.
From initial surprise, envy, and jealousy, it escalated directly to deep awe and awe-inspiring worship!
This isn't some reclusive family heir experiencing life; this is the God of Wealth descending to earth!
Chen Lun felt his head buzz and almost lost his balance.
The 30 million he lost before was probably not even pocket money in other people's eyes!
A sense of powerlessness and an inability to understand Zhou Yang rose from the bottom of his heart, preventing him from having any thoughts of revenge.
He's arrogant, but he's not stupid.
There are many people in the capital who are more capable than him, and he doesn't want to bring catastrophic disaster to his family because of his momentary anger.
He's not one of those brainless male supporting characters in novels who rush to give themselves up as the protagonist's victims.
Zhou Yang neither agreed nor disagreed with Yun Xin's suggestion, but simply smiled and said, "I understand. I'll come over when I have time."
Having achieved her goal, Yun Xin didn't linger and gracefully took her leave.
She knew in her heart that this Mr. Zhou was absolutely the most outstanding client she had ever encountered in her career, without exception!
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