I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

"Boss, what do you think of this hairstyle? I look so much more energetic after the cut! Like a big star!"

In a luxuriously decorated high-end styling salon in downtown Shanghai.

Chief hairstylist Tony was holding a mirror, showing off his "masterpiece" from various angles, while spouting a string of eloquent words.

Jiang Chen looked at his completely transformed self in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

His neat short hair and well-groomed sideburns made him look less like a student and more like a mature and capable elite.

With his expensive Arc'teryx jacket, he looked every bit the "young and promising" type as he sat there.

"Let's get a card."

Jiang Chen took out a bank card from his wallet and handed it over.

"Charge one hundred thousand."

"Ten...hundred thousand?!"

Tony, the hairstylist, and the young woman sweeping his hair next to him were instantly petrified.

Their most expensive membership card is capped at 50,000 yuan.

This boss asked for 100,000 right off the bat?

Is this a move to buy their store?

Jiang Chen ignored their shock.

What he's enjoying now is the thrill of overwhelming others with money.

After leaving the barbershop, Jiang Chen didn't go home. Instead, he drove his black Audi A6L directly to the largest car detailing center in the vicinity.

"Boss, what kind of project are we working on?"

"Give me the most expensive set meal."

Jiang Chen tossed the keys to the receptionist and said casually.

"Fine washing, interior cleaning, and full car waxing—nothing can be omitted."

"I want it to be so bright it can be used as a mirror."

For the next two hours, Jiang Chen sat on the sofa in the rest area, drinking coffee and watching several technicians perform what could be described as an art form on his beloved car.

High-pressure water jets wash the car, creating a thick layer of foam that resembles cream. Special car wash clay removes stubborn stains, and a polishing machine smooths away minor scratches. Finally, the most experienced mechanic personally applies a layer of top-grade Brazilian carnauba wax evenly to the entire vehicle.

Under the light, the car's paint surface seemed to flow with a deep, dark glow, like a black beast lurking in the night, exuding an unparalleled sense of oppression.

This is the "warhorse" he's about to take home!

A satisfied smile curved the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth.

He started his car and drove back to the underground parking garage of the apartment complex where he rented a place.

Then began his last and most important ceremony before returning home—loading the "weapons".

He opened the trunk and carefully placed the two boxes of beautifully packaged Moutai, which he had redeemed from the system store, inside.

Then, there was the "Apple Family Bucket" prepared for his younger sister, Jiang Ling.

A top-of-the-line MacBook Pro, the latest iPad Pro, as well as a keyboard, pen, headphones... each box represents his hopes for his sister's future.

Then, he brought out several packs of premium cigarettes and some high-end health supplements for his elders.

The spacious trunk was quickly filled to the brim, leaving not a single gap.

Looking at the trunk full of "trophies," Jiang Chen felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

This is more than just a gift.

This is the best proof of the earth-shaking changes that have taken place in his life in just half a month!

It is the sharpest weapon he will use to crush all doubts and ridicule!

Jiang Chen slammed the trunk shut.

He stood in front of the car and gently patted the cold hood, as if he were communicating with his partner.

"Old pal, all the preparations are complete."

"Tomorrow, it's up to you."

"Take me home, let's go...and wreak havoc!"

The black Audi A6L sat quietly in its parking space, its headlights seeming to flicker as if responding to his lofty ambitions.

……

night.

After taking a shower, Jiang Chen lay in bed, but tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

A complex mix of trepidation and boundless anticipation swirled within him.

He picked up his phone and, as if possessed, opened WeChat.

My finger slid down and finally landed on the profile picture of Jiang Wei, the son of my second uncle, whom I had blocked and then unblocked.

A playful smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face.

Since the goal is to return home in glory, it is natural to have the best "audience".

Jiang Wei was undoubtedly the best candidate.

He thought for a moment, then slowly typed a line of text in the chat box.

The tone was full of what seemed like ordinary concern from a junior to his elder brother.

[Jiang Chen]: Brother, I'm driving back tomorrow. I heard there will be a lot of traffic on the highway tomorrow, so please drive slowly and be careful.

Click to send.

Almost as soon as the message was sent, the other party's status changed to "typing...".

Soon, a reply came in, brimming with a strong sense of superiority and a hint of barely perceptible contempt.

[Jiang Wei]: Okay, I understand. I'll be back tomorrow too.

[Jiang Wei]: But I drive a BMW, which is very stable and fast on the highway.

[Jiang Wei]: I think I'll get home before you. I'll be waiting for you at home for dinner.

Jiang Chen almost burst out laughing when he saw the glaring "BMW" logo on the screen.

BMW?

He didn't even need to ask to guess that the car Jiang Wei was driving was most likely the entry-level white BMW X1 with a three-cylinder engine that he had picked up in the provincial capital before.

That car, with a purchase price of just over 200,000 yuan, might be considered a luxury car in the eyes of ordinary people.

But compared to his Audi A6L worth nearly 600,000 yuan, it's practically a little brother!

No, he's not even a younger brother, he's more like a toy!

Jiang Chen was already imagining how interesting Jiang Wei's face would be when they "bumped into" each other at the highway service area tomorrow and saw his black A6L.

He did not reply.

He simply tossed his phone aside, a hint of anticipation on his face, and closed his eyes.

I hope you'll still be this confident when we meet at the service area tomorrow.

Jiang Chen slept exceptionally well that night.

In my dreams, I'm filled with the exciting scenes that will unfold tomorrow.