Don't underestimate the poor and elderly; I was thrilled to refuse the class beauty's adva

Zhang Yang was stunned for a while before he came to his senses.

He looked Zong Wen up and down.

From those old sneakers that had been worn for who knows how long, I also saw that T-shirt with its collar all loose from washing.

Then he burst out laughing.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Hahahaha... With Zongwen's family background, how could he possibly buy a Land Rover Defender? Yifan, your reason is absolutely hilarious! Hahahaha..."

Several classmates nearby chimed in.

"Zhang Yifan, everyone is doing this for your own good. You can't shift the blame onto Zong Wen just because you feel ashamed."

"Zongwen is really loyal; he's even taking the blame for you at a time like this."

"Zong Wen is an idiot. He was made a fool of by Zhang Yifan, and he's still laughing like a fool."

Zong Wen immediately became anxious.

"You guys know nothing! This car really was a gift from Brother Fan!"

As soon as he said this, a burst of laughter erupted around him, and people whispered among themselves.

"These two really dare to say anything."

"This is getting more and more outrageous. Has Zong Wen been bewitched by Zhang Yifan? And he's still covering for him?"

"Could these two be having an affair? Otherwise, why did Zong Wen defend Zhang Yifan when he was acting like a simp?"

"Holy crap..."

"Holy crap...you didn't guess right, did you...?"

If people said that Zhang Yifan used the two million yuan reward to buy a one million yuan car, although they thought Zhang Yifan was faking it, they could still believe it to some extent.

But who would believe that Zhang Yifan casually bought a million-dollar car and gave it to Zong Wen?

What's Zhang Yifan's background? Even rich kids don't squander money like this.

Unless the two of them are really having an affair!

Watching this farce unfold, Lin Wanqing became even more convinced that Zhang Yifan had caused all this trouble for her sake, and at the same time, her gaze toward Zong Wen carried a hint of hostility.

She sighed softly, and said in a tone that carried a hint of heartache and a touch of reproach:

"Yifan, stop making a fool of yourself. I've already decided to say yes, why are you still doing this?"

Zhang Yifan didn't reply, or even look at her.

He was afraid that even a second glance would cause the woman to misunderstand him further.

Damn it! These women are like chewing gum that just won't dissolve, they just keep sticking tighter!

He knew that no one would believe him if he said the car belonged to Zongwen, but the system's task for him was to demonstrate his wealth and shock his classmates, so he decided not to pretend anymore; he was a billionaire and he would reveal his true identity.

To be honest, if he hadn't promised Fu Kai to attend the class reunion, he really wouldn't have wanted to have any contact with these classmates.

But as the old saying goes, returning home in wealth and honor is like wearing fine clothes at night.

Throughout the year he pursued Lin Wanqing, he had witnessed all the sarcasm and ridicule from his classmates.

If he doesn't give them a little bit of a shock, they'll really think he's always been a pushover and still believe he's the same sycophant he used to be.

From the very beginning, Zhang Yang was accompanied by a group of opportunists and eccentric individuals.

Lin Wanqing still believes that he bought the car for her.

Everyone was immersed in their own script, and no one was willing to open their eyes to see what the truth was.

It seems there's no need to attend class reunions like this anymore.

He took out his phone, found the number in his contacts labeled "Land Rover Sales," and dialed it.

With the help of his financial power, the top-of-the-line Defender he wanted arrived this afternoon.

The girl in black stockings even called him to ask if he wanted to pick up the car, but he said he had a classmate reunion that night and would talk about picking up the car another day.

Now is the perfect time to start with some appetizers for the students.

The call was answered quickly, and the familiar voice of the young woman in black stockings came from the other end.

Zhang Yifan first expressed his apologies and asked if it would be convenient for her to bring his car over now.

The young woman said of course, and he sent her the hotel's location.

After doing all this, he put his phone back in his pocket, leaned against the door of the Land Rover Defender, and waited calmly.

However, Zhang Yifan's actions did not cause much of a stir among his classmates.

They looked at Zhang Yifan like he was a clown, their eyes saying, "Keep acting, we're watching."

Zhang Yang said sarcastically, "We're all classmates, so stop putting on an act. Nobody will laugh at you."

The bespectacled boy who had been trying to curry favor with him immediately chimed in, his tone carrying a condescending sense of superiority:

"Exactly. Even someone as ostentatious as you is a real second-generation rich kid whose family owns a cement factory and earns millions a year."

"You're so arrogant with just a two million reward. What good is it if you get into a prestigious university? You might still end up working for Zhang Yang's cement factory after graduation."

Zhang Yifan hadn't thought of a better way to showcase his wealth, but this person gave him a hint.

He turned to Zhang Yang and asked, "Does your family own a cement factory? Which cement factory?"

Zhang Yang thought Zhang Yifan was scared when he heard that his family owned a cement factory.

He raised his chin slightly and said in an extremely proud tone, "Hongxing Cement Plant is owned by my family."

Upon hearing "Hongxing Cement Plant," the crowd immediately began to discuss it again.

"What?! Hung Hing is owned by the Zhang Yang family?"

"Is that the major taxpayer in the district?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "That's right, it's that Hongxing Cement Plant."

After saying that, he glanced at Lin Wanqing with a hint of smugness.

Zhang Yifan caught that look in his eyes, and recalling the inexplicable hostility Zhang Yang had shown him earlier, he instantly understood everything.

Zhang Yang has feelings for Lin Wanqing, so this is how she sees him as a potential rival.

Zhang Yifan cursed inwardly: Damn it, Lin Wanqing is really a femme fatale. Even after they broke up, she still attracts his inexplicable hostility.

He ignored Zhang Yang's smug face and recalled the successful business experiences of the Dragon Kingdom over the next fifty years that the system had given him last time, and began to search through them one by one.

A moment later, he finished checking.

Zhang Yang's cement factory is not on this list of successful businesses.

He paused for a moment, then silently gave his assessment: This is a worthless company, not worth investing in or acquiring at all.

Just as he was feeling somewhat disappointed and was about to exit the search, another company's rise caught his eye.

He followed that line of thought and became increasingly alarmed, realizing how unpredictable fate can sometimes be.

After snapping out of his thoughts, he looked at Zhang Yang with a strange expression, then at Lin Wanqing.

His gaze was complex, as if he were watching an absurd play whose script had completely deviated from its original course.

Zhang Yang felt a little uneasy under his gaze and frowned, asking, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

Zhang Yifan didn't answer, but couldn't help looking at his hair with a sympathetic gaze.

"Why is this thing so green?"