Reborn in 2006, it's incredibly awesome!

The group followed Lin Feng into the parking lot.

Lin Feng walked up to the gleaming sedan, pressed the key with his fingertip, and the headlights flashed softly with a "click".

Lin Haiyang, Wang Qian, and Tian Jing all stopped in their tracks.

Lin Haiyang took half a step forward, staring at the Goddess of Mercy emblem on the hood of the car for a long time. He quickly moved two steps to Lin Feng, who was carrying luggage into the trunk, reached out and tugged at his sleeve, and whispered in a low voice:

"Eldest son, your mom was just bragging to her classmates, why are you going along with her like that? Renting such an expensive car? We can't afford to pay for it if it gets scratched or damaged! Your Porsche is impressive enough, go back and return it to them right away."

Wang Qian circled the car halfway, her eyes wide with amazement, clicking her tongue in astonishment: "Wow, nephew! You...you're driving a Rolls-Royce? Aren't you just a freshman in college? This is incredible! Is money so easy to make in Beijing?"

Tian Jing stood there, her hand unconsciously covering her mouth. The shock in her eyes was impossible to hide.

She never dreamed that one day she would have close contact with someone who drives such a car, especially since he is her classmate's nephew.

Guo Yan looked bewildered, supporting her grandmother as they stood beside her. "What's this 'Da Lao'? What kind of terms are these? I don't understand at all!"

Third Aunt nodded in agreement: "Yes, young people these days talk in such vague and ambiguous terms. This car is just a black sedan chair, but it looks quite impressive."

Wang Qian walked over and took Guo Yan's arm, her voice filled with amazement, "Big sister, this isn't an ordinary sedan! This car is called a Rolls-Royce, or 'Big Rolls' for short. The cheapest one costs seven or eight million, and the Phantom is over ten million. Just the annual insurance and maintenance alone cost over a million. It's a money-devouring beast. People with a net worth of less than a hundred million simply can't afford this car."

Guo Yan's hair stood on end after hearing this. Her loud voice boomed like a lion's roar, making everyone around her tremble: "What the hell? Over ten million?! Lin Feng! How many women have you slept with? Can't you live a normal life? Tell me the truth, did you really take your dozen or so wives to brothels?"

Lin Feng rubbed his forehead, looking helpless, and said, "Mom, keep your voice down! It's just a car. Your son is quite capable, why are you making such a fuss? Alright, alright, get in the car now."

Without saying a word, Lin Haiyang opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, as if he was afraid that if he was a moment later there would be no seat left.

Wang Qian and Tian Jing exchanged a glance. They also wanted to ride in a Rolls-Royce to broaden their horizons, but Guo Yan had already helped her grandmother into the back seat. Since the whole family was sitting together, they felt embarrassed to squeeze in as well.

"Auntie, Sister Jing, Grandma, Auntie, get in my car!" Wang Hu was quite perceptive, patting the door of the Audi A6 next to him with a smile. "My big Audi isn't bad either, it's spacious and comfortable. Come on, I'll go with Brother Feng."

With no other option, the four could only smile and nod, then follow Wang Hu into the Audi.

The two cars, one after the other, slowly drove out of the parking lot and headed towards Jiuxianqiao.

The Rolls-Royce cabin was quiet and smooth, with almost no outside noise.

Lin Haiyang touched the leather door panels and solid wood interior, his eyes shining, his vanity overflowing: "Eldest son, this...this car is really yours? Not rented?"

Guo Yan, sitting in the back, put on a stern face, like she was interrogating a criminal. "Yes, you tell me properly, what's wrong with this car? Don't try to fool me."

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly: "I didn't buy it, someone gave it to me, and it's not registered in my name. But I usually drive it, and it's no different from mine, it's just that I can't sell it."

Guo Yan was even more incredulous, raising her voice two octaves: "Someone else gave it to you? How dare you! Why would someone give it to you? Did they kill someone and you see it? Were you paid to keep quiet?"

Lin Feng chuckled. "Oh my god, what are you thinking? Why would I lie to you? With my current wealth, even if I wanted to buy one, I couldn't afford it, it's just unnecessary. My father-in-law has plenty of cars, what's wrong with letting me drive one?"

Lin Haiyang immediately became interested and turned to look at him. "Father-in-law? You have such a rich father-in-law? Whose daughter is she? Is she newly acquired?"

Lin Feng turned his head and gave his father a meaningful look, his tone tinged with mystery: "He's the chairman of the Su Group. Speaking of which, my father-in-law and I have quite a history."

Lin Haiyang was taken aback: "What does this have to do with me? I know him?"

Lin Feng kept everyone in suspense, then smiled and said, "You two knew each other before, but not now, though you'll get to know each other soon. Let's not talk about this today. You must be tired from your journey, so go to the hotel and get some rest. I'll tell you the details tomorrow."

Lin Haiyang pointed at him and laughed, "You brat, are you trying to keep me in suspense? I can count the number of people I know in Beijing on two hands. If I knew someone this rich, why the hell would I be operating a tower crane? Stop talking nonsense."

Guo Yan rolled her eyes at him: "Stop pretending. As long as you didn't waste your money on it, that's fine. If you really dared to spend so much money on a piece of junk, I'd beat you up."

Grandma slowly spoke up from the side, smiling as she advised, "You two should say less. Our Xiaofeng has grown up; he has his own ideas and knows his limits. He earned the money himself, so he can spend it however he wants. Why are you so worried? My grandson is so successful; you should be secretly happy about it. Don't meddle!"

Lin Feng didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

The atmosphere was even more lively in the Audi A6 on the other side.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Wang Qian finally couldn't hold back for a while before asking, "Wang Hu, I have a question for you. What exactly does my nephew do in Beijing? How come he's so rich?"

Wang Hu gripped the steering wheel, his face beaming with pride, his back ramrod straight: "My brother Feng is amazing, he's not just rich, he's incredibly wealthy. For example, in Sanlitun, he partnered with someone to open the biggest nightclub in Beijing, it's under renovation right now! Over 8 square meters, and his dick is huge. I'll be in charge of this nightclub from now on."

Wang Qian exclaimed in surprise, "Over 6,000 square meters? My goodness, that's almost the size of a football field! How much money would that have cost?"

Wang Hu smiled slightly and held up one finger.

Sitting in the back row, Tian Jing tentatively whispered, "Ten...ten million?"

Wang Hu's tone was calm, yet it exuded an air of arrogance: "One hundred million. The renovations alone will cost at least thirty million. Once it opens, you can come and have fun, have a blast, and do whatever you want."

The four people in the car gasped simultaneously.

Cao Guilian's eyes widened: "One hundred million? My God, so much money? Where did he get such a large sum of money?"

Wang Hu laughed heartily: "Hey, Brother Feng has done so many businesses, I can't even count them all. He just opened a media company a few days ago! By the way, do you guys know WeChat? That's made by my Brother Feng's company, called Feng Huo Technology."

"What?!" Wang Qian and Tian Jing exclaimed in unison.

Wang Qian looked incredulous. "WeChat belongs to Raymond Lam? No way! WeChat is super popular now. So many variety shows have it, and there are WeChat pop-ups all over the internet. I even invited ten friends to subscribe to that membership!"

Tian Jing nodded hurriedly beside her, her cheeks slightly flushed, and said, "I...I had diarrhea too."

Wang Hu scratched his head and chuckled, "Actually... I got it too. Brother Feng asked me to help promote it, so I sent it to all the guys back home."

Tian Jing, sitting in the back row, quietly exchanged a glance with her mother, Cao Guilian. Both of them were filled with undisguised shock.

Before they came, they thought Guo Yan was just vain and boastful, saying that her son was a boss in Beijing, but they guessed he was just running a small company and making a meager living.

Who would have thought? Guo Yan wasn't bragging at all! She was just being modest!