Chapter 508: [(508)] Inventory gains, a billion net worth!_1

“Yes, yes, yes, you indeed are not on the same level as us anymore. I never expected you to do so well now, I’m genuinely happy for you from the bottom of my heart.”

Sun Haiyang hurriedly began to brown-nose Tang Feng, the sycophantic display starkly contrasting with his previous arrogance.

This greatly disgusted Han Xiaoxiao and the others.

If he could have remained tough in front of Tang Feng, they might have respected him a bit more.

But this fawning attitude was truly nauseating.

Tang Feng sneered coldly, “Do you have anything else? If not, please step aside, I need to take them back to rest.”

Having said this, he took the lead and walked out, with Han Xiaoxiao and the others hurriedly following.

Unexpectedly, Sun Haiyang continued to shamelessly follow, “Feng… oh no, Mr. Tang, those words I said before, I was just joking with you. We’ve been friends for nearly twenty years, how could we break it off just like that? We should still interact as before…”

Tang Feng’s expression grew even colder, “It was you who said we should cut ties. As an adult, if you say it, you have to own it. From now on, there’s no relationship between you and me.”

Sun Haiyang wanted to beg further but was pushed away by Zhou Dashan, “Can’t you understand human speech? Feng already said that from now on, nobody recognizes anybody. If you dare to pester Feng again, ask my fist if it agrees.”

Terrified, Sun Haiyang dared not approach further but was unwilling to leave just like that, so he could only follow from a distance.

At that moment, Kong Xue hurriedly caught up, pressing herself against Tang Feng and whispering, “Feng, I’m sorry, I was misled by Sun Haiyang, that’s why I said those things to you. Please don’t take it to heart.”

Zhang Xiaoming followed along like a sticky plaster, “Yeah, Feng, Sun Haiyang deceived us. Actually, his cousin lost a huge amount of money in the stock market and now he’s in massive debt.”

Tang Feng was even more repulsed by these two, too lazy to even speak to them.

Soon, with the direction of the hotel’s senior staff, they arrived at the executive suite booked for Zhou Dashan and Xu Xiaofeng.

Though not as luxurious as Han Xiaoxiao’s presidential suite, it was still extremely opulent.

Zhou Dashan and Xu Xiaofeng were incredibly excited, obviously never having stayed in such a nice place before.

Zhang Xiaoming and Kong Xue were filled with even more envy.

“Feng, I haven’t even sorted out where I’m staying tonight, so could you… could you book one for me too? It would be best if it’s next to your room.”

Kong Xue then leaned in close, cooing in Tang Feng’s ear, the breath from her mouth suggestive as it brushed against his ear.

The meal Tang Feng had just eaten nearly came back up.

“Da Shan, throw these two out,” he ordered.

“Yes!”

Zhou Dashan once again undertook the task of a bodyguard. He went over, picked up one in each hand, and tossed out Zhang Xiaoming and Kong Xue.

Han Xiaoxiao, who had been worried that Kong Xue would bewitch Tang Feng, finally relaxed, “Hmph, those three are shameless, ridiculing you before and now fawning over you. They’re the definition of scoundrels.”

Tang Feng couldn’t help but sigh, “As children, everyone was quite innocent, but time changes everything. Some good memories can only be sealed in recollections now.”

Han Xiaoxiao looked at him seriously, “No matter when, there will always be people who do not change.”

Tang Feng responded noncommittally with a wry smile, “Maybe.”

After settling Zhou Dashan and Xu Xiaofeng, he prepared to leave.

Han Xiaoxiao quickly caught up, “You’ve been drinking, you can’t drive, let me take you back.”

“No need, I can have Mr. Xi send someone to take me,” Tang Feng shook his head in refusal.

“Don’t bother others. I didn’t drink, so let me take you back,” Han Xiaoxiao insisted without leaving any room for refusal and started guiding him out.

Tang Feng, indeed slightly drunk, sat in the car and leaned on the passenger seat, lost in thought.

A man must not be without power even for a day.

This phrase suddenly popped into his mind unbidden.

All he had experienced lately seemed to validate this saying.

When you’re down and out, even your old friends look down on you.

But once you have power and influence, they treat you as if you were a deity.

Fortunately, after some effort over this period, he was no longer the minor character that could be trampled and manipulated by others.

Now he owned Elegant Pavilion, with assets exceeding two hundred million.

Also, in the stock market, he had amassed over eight hundred million.

Besides, there were those more than one hundred street-facing shops, which would account for another four billion once sold.

One doesn’t realize until they calculate, and it’s startling to see.

His assets had actually reached over ten billion, firmly establishing him as a tycoon.

Besides wealth, he had also made connections with Zhonghai’s upper-crust figures like Ouyang Yushan, the Zhou family father and son, Shi Jingpeng, and Xi Changling, virtually stepping into the upper echelons of Zhonghai society.

To have achieved so much in less than two months was definitely something to be proud of.

However, although he had drunk quite a bit that night, his mind was exceptionally clear.

No matter the present glory, his foundation was still too shallow.

One wrong step could quickly lead to a downfall.

Next, he had to keep solidifying his foundation.

First and foremost, Elegant Pavilion was definitely the top priority.

Only by managing the antique shop well could he have a stable source of income and connections.

Additionally, he had the daunting task of earning ten billion within a year, which meant he couldn’t slow down in making money quickly.

He could help the Public Affairs Hall apprehend some criminals when free, eliminating harm for the people and making some extra money — killing two birds with one stone.

Moreover, he possessed supernatural medical skills, which he could find a way to utilize in the future.

If used wisely, those skills could have unexpected effects.

Last but not least, there was the stock market.

It was truly the shortcut for making quick and substantial money, and he had to make good use of it.

The next morning, he would have to thoroughly sift through his options to find another promising stock opportunity.

While his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, he heard Han Xiaoxiao, who was driving, suddenly speak up, “You didn’t give the wrong address, did you? You live in a place like this?”

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