After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

In the afternoon, Zhu Yan left the school through the back gate in Lu's car to attend the competition, leaving Wen Chen, who was waiting at the front gate to mock him, disappointed.

Shangjing Middle School is an elite school, so luxury cars were constantly coming and going at the gate.

But the focus at this moment was on the extended Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road.

This model is only a pre-sale item, but its market price is already 2.5 million. The most dazzling feature is the gold license plate—a series of consecutive numbers. In H country, this gold license plate symbolizes supreme status.

It wasn't that the cars belonging to the richest family, the Wen family, weren't eye-catching enough; it was just that the Rolls-Royce in front of them was too ostentatious, stealing the spotlight from Wen Chen.

Wen Chen gritted his teeth inwardly. This kind of person would probably have to curry favor with even his own father.

The presence of a group of menacing bodyguards standing outside the car made Wen Chen abandon the idea of ​​striking up a conversation.

"My God, could there be some hidden aristocratic family in our school? This car is probably only worth a fraction of what the Wen family could afford."

"Can the Wen family be compared to this bigwig? Look at the cars his bodyguards drive; they're more expensive than the Wen family's cars."

The whispers of the surrounding classmates reached Wen Chen's ears, and his face darkened.

I absolutely must get on good terms with someone like that!

"Xiao Chen? What's wrong? Get in the car quickly, we'll be late for the scene." Wen Huai noticed Wen Chen's pale face and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, brother, let's go." Wen Chen forced a smile.

"Brother, do you know the owner of that Rolls-Royce? He looks really impressive," Wen Chen casually mentioned.

"That's the car of the chairman of Qianyi Group. I never expected him to come here in person." Wen Huai was also very shocked.

Qianyi Group? It's actually that business tycoon!

"Does his son go to the same school as me? I've never seen him before."

"Son?" Wen Huai laughed. "He's not old at all. I heard he's only 24 years old and has already created one business miracle after another."

"Really?" Wen Chen's eyes lit up when he heard that he was only 24 years old.

"In short, you must not offend him. Even we have to appease someone like him, otherwise our Wen family will face annihilation."

"Okay, brother, I understand."

A business tycoon...

Once I establish a relationship with him, my parents will definitely look at me in a new light!

Meanwhile, inside the Rolls-Royce—

"Haven't you picked up Ayan yet?"

"Yeah, still waiting." Zhu Qian leaned lazily against the car seat and made a phone call. "I'll take Ayan to my company later, I'll be back later."

"Then be mindful of the time, don't tire Ah Yan out."

"I understand, don't worry about it. That's my younger brother, I definitely won't let him get tired."

After chatting with Bai Zheng for a few more minutes, Zhu Qian hung up the phone, pressed the window button, and the window rolled down halfway.

"Where's my brother? Haven't you found him yet?" Zhu Qian's tone was chillingly cold.

"Not yet..." Secretary Lin Yun said somewhat guiltily.

"What's wrong with you guys? How many times have I emphasized it? The most dazzling one in the crowd, can't you find him?" Zhu Qian was clearly a little angry.

"Young Master...indeed, he has never appeared at the main gate."

Lin Yun was practically in despair. His eyes were wide open, but he couldn't find the stunningly handsome man Zhu Qian had described. The few handsome men he did find didn't look like the ones in the photos.

"You mean, my brother has mysteriously disappeared?" Zhu Qian still had a slight smile on his face, but it was a smile that sent chills down one's spine.

Lin Yun: How should I know?! I'm just a lowly working person! Why are you making things difficult for me?!

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