My seniority is extraordinary: I was only eight years old when the whole village came to wish me a H

A long silence fell over the carriage.

Su Qinghuan's mind was in turmoil. It took her a long time to barely digest the huge amount of information contained in Wu You's words.

She originally thought she was in control of the live broadcast, but now she realizes that she and the entire production team were just pawns on Wu You's chessboard from beginning to end.

Moreover, she was a pawn who willingly allowed herself to be used.

This feeling left her feeling powerless and frustrated.

But at the same time, an even stronger sense of excitement and trepidation rose from the bottom of my heart.

For a media professional, what an honor it is to participate in such a "show" that is destined to shake the whole country!

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Since it's a transaction, she needs to fulfill her role as a "tool".

Moreover, even if we take a step back and assume the worst, there are probably very few people who would be qualified to be a 'tool' for someone of Wu You's caliber!

Facing the camera, she once again wore that approachable and professional smile, but now with a hint of genuine reverence.

"Dear viewers, I think... you all heard what Mr. Wu You just said. To be honest, I have very mixed feelings right now, and I'm also very excited. Let's follow in Mr. Wu You's footsteps and witness a world we've never imagined."

Her voice was a little hoarse, but full of power.

The viewers in the live stream were already completely enraged by the conversation.

"My goodness! Am I watching a live stream or a political drama?"

"Respect leads to composure, fear leads to enduring strength!" That's such a powerful statement! Did this kid grow up reading Han Feizi?

"Perspective! What does perspective even mean?! While I was still wondering if he was showing off his wealth, he was already thinking about how to establish prestige for an era!"

"I declare I'm giving up on thinking. From this moment on, whatever my little darling says goes. I'll even think his farts smell sweet!"

"Hey streamer, stop talking and show us the car! This is a Hongqi L9! The legendary 'walking palace'!"

The audience's reminder brought Su Qinghuan back to her senses. She gestured to the cameraman, Lao Wang, that they could film more details inside the car.

Old Wang understood and carefully moved the camera, from the starry sky ceiling handcrafted by the master craftsman on the car roof, to the warm and jade-like wooden inlays on the seat armrests, and then to the soft pure wool carpet underfoot that you could sink into.

Every detail showcases the unparalleled prestige of this car.

Assistant Li was completely dumbfounded. He leaned close to Su Qinghuan's ear and whispered, "Sister Qinghuan, this car... it's too domineering. I've never seen a car drive directly onto a high-speed rail platform before. What level of privilege does that require?"

Su Qinghuan deeply agreed.

She knew that the power behind the high-speed rail system giving the green light to a private trip was beyond what money could measure.

She wanted to bring this topic to the live stream so that viewers could experience the impact more directly.

She looked at the silent driver in the front seat, mustered her courage, and asked in a questioning tone, "Excuse me, sir, may I ask if this car... has always been used by Mr. Wu You?"

She asked the question skillfully, satisfying the audience's curiosity without being too offensive.

The driver, who had been looking straight ahead, glanced at her through the rearview mirror when he heard her question.

His gaze was calm, but Su Qinghuan felt as if he had seen right through her.

"In response to Miss Su," the driver's voice was steady, carrying a calm and worldly air, "this car belongs to the young master this year."

Young Master!

This nickname, which had been floating by in the comments with a hint of mockery and speculation, was spoken so formally for the first time by someone close to Wu You.

Su Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat.

She grasped another key word in the driver's words.

"This year's car?" she pressed sharply. "You mean...?"

The driver didn't seem to mind revealing this information; perhaps it was all part of Wu You's "showcase" plan.

His hands were steady on the steering wheel, and his tone carried an undisguised pride and reverence.

"From the age of one, the young master would buy a new car every year as a birthday memento."

"When I was one year old, it was Jiang A·11111."

"When I was two years old, it was Jiang A·22222."

"..."

"When the young master turns eight this year, it will be the car you are sitting in now, Jiang A·88888."

"Exactly eight years, eight cars."

The driver's words were like a series of heavy bombs, exploding one after another in the quiet carriage.

Su Qinghuan was completely dumbfounded.

Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were wide open, and her brain seemed to freeze from receiving such overwhelming information.

Her assistant, Xiao Li, dropped something onto the carpet with a "thud" from his hand, but he didn't notice, just staring blankly with his mouth agape.

The cameraman, Lao Wang, suddenly jerked his arm violently, almost causing the lens to fly off.

In the live stream, after hearing the driver's words, the tens of millions of viewers experienced a strange five-second silence in the chat.

It was as if everyone's brain had its fuse blown at that moment.

One year old, a top-of-the-line luxury car with a license plate bearing only the number 1.

Two years old, a top-of-the-line luxury car with a license plate featuring all two digits.

……

Eight years old, eight cars, eight "bomb" license plates that others could only dream of in several lifetimes.

This isn't just about having money; it's become almost a ritualistic act.

The city’s top resources are used to mark a child’s growth.

Every year, he announces his existence to the world.

How domineering! How blatant!

Su Qinghuan's mind was completely blank, filled only with a buzzing sound in her ears.

She felt that her understanding of the word "rich person" had been completely overturned today, and then trampled underfoot and crushed to pieces.

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