Super Rich: Rebirth of the Top-Tier Rich Second Generation

After buying the shoes, Jiang Yan did not leave the China World Trade Center.

Guided by the concierge, we went directly to the men's haute couture section on the third floor of the mall.

Several leading menswear brands had already received notifications from the mall's general manager.

To win over this super customer, major international menswear brands have brought over almost all of their runway collections and previously unreleased private styles for the season.

Jiang Yan walked into a men's clothing brand store that featured a minimalist style and casually picked out a black casual suit without any obvious brand logo.

The moment he stepped out of the fitting room, everyone's eyes lit up.

The black suit suppressed his youthful charm, and the proportions of his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs were amplified to the extreme by the tailoring.

The top two buttons of the white shirt collar were undone, revealing a clear collarbone.

His genetically optimized physique had not an ounce of excess fat; standing there, even the lights in the fitting room mirror seemed to be dimmed by him.

At that moment, Shen Zhixia, who was standing next to her, suddenly became erratic in her breathing.

Business tycoons, top billionaires, and young elites in political and business circles.

But the thing on Jiang Yan was completely different.

That aura needs no age to back it up; it's the composure that comes from being immersed in top-tier resources and order since childhood.

Wherever he stands, that place automatically becomes the home ground.

"Secretary Shen." A cool voice suddenly rang in her ear, instantly pulling her back to reality from her reverie.

Xu Qinghe had appeared beside her at some point, wearing an impeccable smile, but her eyes held a warning and assertion of sovereignty befitting a private butler.

"Sir, your clothes need to be ironed and re-coordinated. If you have other matters to attend to at the Construction Bank, you can take care of them first. Leave this to me."

Shen Zhixia snapped back to her senses, a fleeting hint of panic crossing her face, but she quickly concealed it.

"No need, Miss Xu."

"Providing Mr. Jiang with comprehensive concierge services is the job assigned to me by the head office."

The two women engaged in a silent exchange in the air.

In the following time, Jiang Yan demonstrated what it truly meant to "sweep" through the men's clothing section.

Haute couture casual wear, hand-stitched formal suits, and top-quality cashmere coats.

Jiang Yan didn't even bother to try on the matching cufflinks and tie clips; he just bought whatever looked good to him.

Total consumption figures skyrocketed in a short period of time, directly approaching eight figures!

This almost insane speed of shopping directly alarmed the mall's general manager.

The general manager rushed over, sweating profusely, carrying the mall's highest-level black gold diamond card and several expensive gifts.

He wanted to personally hand it over to Jiang Yan to get acquainted with him.

"Mr. Jiang, thank you for your visit. This is the highest level of service our mall has prepared for you..."

"Let them handle it." Jiang Yan pointed to Xu Qinghe and Shen Zhixia behind him, then walked to the VIP lounge and sat down.

The general manager immediately turned around and handed the items to Xu Qinghe with both hands.

Xu Qinghe took the benefits card and list and immediately got to work.

"Manager Zhang, this batch of clothes consists of sixty-eight pieces."

"There are a total of sixty-eight pieces of clothing in this batch."

"Nine of the bespoke suits require minor adjustments to their sizes and will be completed before midnight tonight."

"The shoes and clothing were delivered to the top-floor duplex of Wanliu Academy in two batches."

"The first batch will arrive before 10 p.m. tonight."

"Dust bags will be replaced with sterile vacuum packaging."

"..."

She speaks very quickly.

Every sentence is clear.

The mall staff took notes, and no one dared to interrupt.

Jiang Yan leaned back on the sofa and watched this scene, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Xu Qinghe is really useful, both inside and outside the home.

Meanwhile, in the atrium on the first floor of the mall.

A passerby strolling along the street happened to look up and see Jiang Yan's back as he rested briefly by the glass railing on the third floor, along with two stunningly beautiful women standing respectfully behind him.

The passerby quickly took out his phone, recorded a short video of about ten seconds, added a sensational title, and posted it on China's largest short video platform:

"A chance encounter with a handsome and wealthy young man at the China World Trade Center! Accompanied by two top-tier women shopping – is this the daily life of a Beijing prince?"

As soon as the video was released, it received a small-scale traffic push due to Jiang Yan's incredibly high-profile physique and the sophisticated look of the two women behind him, thanks to the platform's big data algorithm.

In the comments section, someone with sharp eyes immediately recognized the figure from behind.

"Holy crap! Isn't that the handsome guy who went viral a while ago for driving that limited edition Lamborghini and saying, 'I wouldn't risk other people's lives for my own thrills'?"

"It's definitely him! I'd recognize that aura even if he were ashes!"

"He was apparently the top scorer in the province, wasn't he?"

"Top provincial scorer, top-of-the-line supercar, shopping spree at the China World Trade Center, two stunning beauties by my side... Dude, this life is outrageous! Did you steal my life?"

"I'm so jealous. People like that were born into privilege, while I only have a sick mother and a gambling father..."

Jiang Yan, who was still in the mall, was unaware that the legends about him on the internet had begun to spread once again.

He had just changed his clothes when a system notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Host behavior detected as attracting minor public attention. Influence points increased by 300, cash reward increased by 300 million.]

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow slightly. This works?

It seems that even a small amount of everyday spending can be an excellent way to accumulate system points.

......

As night quietly falls, the capital city reveals another extravagant side of its prosperity when the lights come on.

Jiang Yan didn't rush to leave, but instead had dinner at a members-only private restaurant on the top floor of the mall.

Even after genetic optimization, his body still requires a lot of energy.

Bluefin tuna.

Wild lobster.

Australian Wagyu beef.

High-protein ingredients were served in a continuous stream, and he devoured them all with almost terrifying efficiency.

This time it was a bit more elegant compared to noon.

Dinner was drawing to a close.

Xu Qinghe sat on the lower right side of the dining table, reporting to the director in a gentle yet clear voice:

"Sir, the property manager of Wanliu Academy just sent a message saying that the clothes that were just delivered have been properly sorted and organized by a professional organizer."

Jiang Yan picked up a glass of soda water, took a small sip, and nodded.

Sitting on the other side, Shen Zhixia also spoke up at the opportune moment:

"Mr. Jiang, the head office of China Construction Bank has included you in the list of customers receiving the highest priority service tonight."

"If you have any arrangements, such as a symphony concert, a private salon, or a club event, we can arrange entry within twenty minutes."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan put down the glass in his hand.

He gazed out the window at the dazzling night view of Beijing.

In his past life, he could stay up all night for months on end for a set of data in the laboratory, or for a bonus.

He had never experienced the true indulgence and revelry of the city at night; the extravagant lifestyle of the powerful and wealthy was once just a distant news term to him.

It's time to experience the legendary nightlife.