I confess, I am the Mr. Richest-Chapter 506: The Supporting Character’s Show-off: Six or Seven Hundred Million Should Be Enough for a Few Months of Spending
Chapter 506: Chapter 506: The Supporting Character’s Show-off: Six or Seven Hundred Million Should Be Enough for a Few Months of Spending ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Yu Xiangfeng looked utterly baffled. What was going on with these girls around him?
Why were they so wild?
Chu Chen’s singing was indeed pretty average, just normal level, nowhere near as good as his performance.
But why was it so popular?
Yu Xiangfeng really couldn’t understand it.
After Chu Chen finished singing and got off the stage, in an instant, countless girls went crazy and swarmed up with all kinds of confessions.
Chu Chen barely managed to squeeze out of the crowd.
"A guy needs to protect himself when he’s out there."
Chu Chen took a deep breath and sighed.
"Hey, Chu Chen, you’re here?"
A girl who had just arrived spotted Chu Chen, gasped in surprise, and then dashed towards him.
That night, Chu Chen finally managed to leave.
On his way home, Chu Chen got a call from the vice president of the Shanghai’s number one supercar club.
He told Chu Chen there would be a ceremony tomorrow noon to welcome new members at the club.
He hoped Chu Chen could attend and say a few words.
"Sure, I’ll be there tomorrow."
Chu Chen nodded and agreed, after all, he was the president of Shanghai’s number one supercar club.
...
The next day at noon, Chu Chen drove his Ferrari to Shanghai’s number one supercar club.
When Chu Chen arrived, he was warmly welcomed.
"Let me introduce you all, this is Lin Shao, Lin Gaolang."
After a while, a vice president of the club enthusiastically led a tall young man in.
This vice president’s family was also quite powerful in Shanghai with assets nearing billions.
But during the introduction of Lin Gaolang, there was a hint of an unexpectedly flattering tone.
Some members around noticed this detail and were immediately curious about Lin Gaolang’s identity.
"Don’t be too formal, just call me Gaolang."
Lin Gaolang said carelessly.
"Lin Shao is truly low-key, let me tell you, Lin Shao’s father is the vice president and the third-largest shareholder of Penguin Music Entertainment Group."
The vice president introduced Lin Gaolang’s identity.
Penguin Music Entertainment Group?
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, showing a look of utter surprise.
They never expected the newly-joined young man at the supercar club had such astonishing connections.
Connected with the mighty Penguin Group!
Penguin Music Entertainment Group was a subsidiary of Penguin Group, encompassing major businesses in music streaming and social entertainment, including products like Kugou Music, QQ Music, Kuwo Music, and WeSing.
Even though Lin Gaolang’s father was only the third-largest shareholder, with the backing of the colossal "Penguin Empire," no one dared to underestimate him.
"Hello, Lin Shao."
"Lin Shao is indeed low-key."
Knowing Lin Gaolang’s identity, others got up one after another, eagerly going over to greet and butter up to him.
Only Chu Chen maintained a calm demeanor.
After greeting everyone, Lin Gaolang and the vice president approached Chu Chen.
"Hello, President."
Lin Gaolang spoke in a plain tone, without too much politeness, rather carrying a hint of arrogance.
"A while back, I bought a Bugatti Veyron. I hope to have the chance to race with the President."
Lin Gaolang asked tentatively.
The convertible Bugatti Veyron he bought was priced over a hundred million, in no way inferior to Chu Chen’s over-a-million supercar.
Everyone took their seats, and as the president, Chu Chen naturally sat in the best position.
Not far from Chu Chen, Lin Gaolang eyed him with a peculiar expression.
"That spot will be mine sooner or later," Lin Gaolang thought.
Although he had just joined Shanghai’s number one supercar club, Lin Gaolang was very eager for the president’s position.
If it weren’t for being new to Shanghai and not familiar yet, Lin Gaolang would have challenged Chu Chen already.
The best things should always belong to him!
Just then, Lin Gaolang’s phone buzzed. He glanced at his phone.
Three hundred million credited to his bank account!
Seeing this, Lin Gaolang’s eyes lit up, sensing a perfect chance to show off.
"Lin Shao, what’s up?"
Next to him, the vice president noticed the change in Lin Gaolang’s expression and asked curiously.
"It’s nothing, just three hundred million I made recently being credited."
Lin Gaolang nonchalantly waved it off.
Upon hearing this, the room suddenly went silent.
Most in attendance were the wealthy heirs and playboys of Shanghai, whose families had hundreds of billions but not much cash they could freely dispose of.
Let alone making money.
Now, hearing that Lin Gaolang had just earned three hundred million, wasn’t it enough to shock them?
"Impressive, Lin Shao."
"Three hundred million, amazing!"
The crowd marveled in awe, three hundred million was already a lot.
"Really envy Lin Shao, dealing with billions like it’s nothing. I only have over eight million left in my account."
"I have just over ten million, but compared to Lin Shao, it’s so far off."
"I..."
The people chimed in one after another.
"Lin Shao, how much do you have in your bank account?"
Someone asked curiously.
"Adding the three hundred million, probably about six to seven billion, enough for a few months’ spending."
Lin Gaolang thought for a moment and answered casually.
Six to seven billion?!
Everyone swallowed hard, full of extreme envy.
Six to seven billion?!
And it was just a few months’ spending?
That’s insane!
So, at this rate, Lin Shao would spend at least ten billion a year!
Just how rich was Lin Shao?!
Everyone dared not imagine.
Originally, they thought spending millions a month was already quite impressive.
But compared to Lin Shao, they were just paupers!
