My Arrogant Young Lady

"Okay, when do we make our move?" I asked.

"Tonight at nine o'clock, as long as you make your move at this fixed time every day, there will be many people waiting for you at this time," said the kind-hearted man.

"How should the money be divided?" I asked.

“Fifty-five,” said the little good boy.

"I'll take seven, you take three," I said after thinking for a moment.

"Your Highness, this idea was mine!" Little Good Man exclaimed in surprise.

"Heh, but the money is mine." I gave him a cold look and said.

Hearing my words, the little guy couldn't help but tremble when he saw my reddened eyes. Suddenly, he felt like I had become a different person.

Perhaps. My uncle's influence has truly changed me. As the saying goes, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black," and I now resemble my uncle somewhat.

"Brother Xi, Young Master Bao just won big with a self-draw! Hahaha! He won over a million in one go!" Lu Zhicheng and the others excitedly rushed out of the private room and shouted at me.

"You won by so much?" I looked at them in surprise.

“You won over two million today, Brother Xi! What are we going to do if we keep spending more and more money?” they asked me.

“Let’s set up a charitable foundation and donate the money,” I said.

"Donate money?" They looked at me in surprise.

“Yes. Little Good Guy reminded me just now. I heard that some people are doing fake charity in the mountains. Let’s make some extra money these next few days and then use it all to buy rice, flour, and clothes to give to those who really need them,” I said.

"Your Highness..." After hearing my words, Tianlei and Dihuo looked at me with something flashing in their eyes.

"Let's go, let's go for a drink," I said with a smile.

On my way to the bar, I quietly gazed out the window, lost in thought. I remembered what the kind-hearted boy had told me about charity, and then I thought about the fake charity I'd heard about before. A feeling of disgust welled up inside me for those who engaged in sham charity. If I ever had money, I should spend it wisely. I couldn't bring myself to squander my uncle's money and the money we earned from others.

"I've lost..." As wave after wave of golden light burst forth, a wealthy man glanced at the few cents in his account balance and typed this message on the public screen.

"I lost..." In the blink of an eye, another wave of extravagant spending occurred, and yet another tycoon was defeated.

While I was battling it out with the top spender on XX platform, my friendly neighborhood friend was busy calculating something with several of his subordinates using laptops and tablets.

While calculating, Xiao Haoren's eyes were red with excitement. "Brother Xi, so far we've scammed fifty million... no, no, no. We've earned fifty million... haha, you get seven and I get three, even if I only get fifteen hundred, it'll be enough. This is much faster than our Hao family making money through venture capital. Hurry up, in a bit, have Di Huo reveal our true purpose, play some sad songs, and tell the fans we're doing charity work. We already have three million in the live stream, let's strike while the iron is hot!"

"Bro, is the livestream room we spent so much money in your own?" He sent me this private message after the top spender on XX platform lost. His tone was clearly disdainful.

“Yes, it is ours, but we have our own purposes,” I said.

"Oh?" The nouveau riche laughed dismissively.

“Earthfire, speak,” I said to Earthfire beside me.

Hearing my words, Di Huo quickly nodded and said to the audience, "I'm sorry, brothers. Actually, everything today was a scam we set up. We need money, a lot of money. And what do we need the money for? We're going to do charity! We look down on those who do fake charity, we despise them. And I, Di Huo, can assure you, brothers, that all the money we earn today will be given to those who truly need it. I'm sorry, brothers, I'm sorry everyone. Tomorrow we will buy some items that poor families need, and we will do a live broadcast, giving those items to the poor people in front of everyone."

Addressing millions of viewers in the live stream, Di Huo's voice was sincere and earnest. At that moment, all the music stopped, and all the viewers watched Di Huo in silence.

In today's battle of lavish spending, we've already attracted most of the platform's fans and streamers. Watching us silently, Shan Shan frowned in front of her computer. "Earth Fire? Isn't he one of An Yao's bodyguards? If this is a scam, then who was the prince who tipped me yesterday…?"

Suddenly, a shadowy figure flashed through her mind, and Shan Shan's face gradually turned red. After thinking for a moment, Shan Shan gently clicked the donation icon with her mouse.

A burst of golden light erupted, and Shanshan tipped her 10,000 yuan.

"Shanshan, what are you doing?" Shanshan's guild leader asked in surprise.

"Boss, I'm quitting this livestreaming job. I don't want a single penny of the money I earned yesterday." Recalling the hardships of being a livestreamer for the past year, Shanshan directly handed over all the money she had earned yesterday.

Everyone was astonished as they watched the bursts of golden light. Then, they checked their account balances and showed them to everyone.

"Brother, I believe in you, and I admire you!" The top spender, who had just been defeated, sent me a private message along with a thumbs-up emoji. Then, a series of golden lights erupted on the public screen.

"Dragon Robe, how much did Xi'er spend today?" Dressed in a golden robe, Emperor Zhao appeared elegant and noble. Smiling, he gazed at the moonlight outside the window and sipped a cup of tea.

"Brother, Xi'er spent over fifty million today," said the man in the dragon robe.

"Hmm, not bad..." Emperor Zhao smiled without changing his expression.

“But just now, Xi’er earned another 100 million, and the amount is still increasing…” Long Pao looked at the transfer messages on his phone, sweating profusely.

"What!?" Having accidentally scalded himself with the tea, Emperor Zhao immediately coughed loudly...

Chapter 143 Xi'er's Concession

The next day, the sun shone brightly. Although it wasn't spring yet, my uncle's city already had a hint of spring in it. Watching the cars all ready to go, I said to my uncle, who was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, "Uncle, I want to take Young Master Bao, Lu Zhicheng, Little Good Man, and the Four Masters to do charity. The money is what we earned yesterday; I'll use what we earned to do charity."

"Even if you use my money for charity, it's fine. You made over 70 million yesterday?" Uncle said gently, looking at the newspaper in his hand.

"Yes, I won over two million playing mahjong yesterday, and then swindled over forty million from other rich people. The rest of the money was given to us by everyone, totaling seventy-one million two hundred thousand," I said.

"So, where are you going to do charity work?" the uncle asked.

“We’ll go wherever there’s poverty to do charity,” I said.

“But our city is very wealthy, there’s no place where you need to do charity,” the uncle laughed.

"What?" I was surprised to hear my uncle's words.

I smiled. My uncle put down his newspaper and led me to the third floor. Standing on the third floor, my uncle pointed to a mountain in the distance and said, "Do you see that? There's a mountain there."

"I see it." I nodded gently.

“It used to be very poor there, so poor that some people couldn’t even afford pants,” my uncle said.

"Now, where is the money?" I asked.

With a snap of his fingers, someone brought a pack of cigarettes and handed it to my uncle. He took out two thin cigarettes from the pack. My uncle handed me one and put one in his own mouth. Then, he picked up a gold-plated lighter engraved with a golden dragon and lit my cigarette. My uncle then lit his own cigarette and said, "Because of your father."

"My father?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Although your father was a petty thug, he was a kind-hearted one. When he earned his first pot of gold, he thought about how to help others, just like you. That mountain used to be barren, but now it's an orchard that your father developed. The apples there are huge; every autumn, they can grow as big as a volleyball. Because of the orchard, the villagers who couldn't even afford pants have become rich, and now every family can afford a car."

“Your father was a good man, and you are indeed his son. You look like him, and your personality is like his. However, this city really doesn’t need your help. This city has already become very wealthy because of your father. There is also a foundation left by your father here, which is maintained by me, Emperor Zhao. Go to a farther place, perhaps where you are needed more. Perhaps you are destined to surpass your father, perhaps you are destined to make our entire north free of poor people.” My uncle hugged me and smiled.

"If there were no poor people in the world, that would be wonderful..." I thought for a moment after hearing my uncle's words and said.

"I hope I can see that day." Smiling, Emperor Zhao suddenly hugged me tightly. Then, looking at me earnestly, he said, "Xi'er, you're no longer a nouveau riche. You already have the air of your uncle. If you're going to do good deeds, you'll have to leave this city. Your uncle will miss you dearly, but he can't keep you here. It's summer vacation now, and your uncle will personally lead a group to the provincial capital to pick you up."

"Yes, thank you." I nodded earnestly.

"Silly child..." My uncle smiled and waved to me while looking out the window.

My uncle is a strong-willed person, outwardly sentimental but inwardly warm-hearted. He didn't see me off, probably because he was afraid he'd burst into tears. Having spent the entire winter break at my uncle's house, I've developed a deep affection for him. The thought of leaving him for several months makes me reluctant to part and I feel a little like crying.

Back downstairs, I saw An Yao, Zhang Xuan, and Xi'er waiting for me. Long Pao was there too; the scar on his face twitched as he walked over and handed me a car key. "This is a gift from your uncle. Be careful."

Taking the car keys from Longpao, I couldn't help but look outside. There, I saw a red Ferrari gleaming in the sunlight, sporting a very cool license plate with five eights.

“Don’t be surprised. Your uncle is the local tyrant. This place is your uncle’s domain. From five zeros to five nines, except for five fours, all these license plates belong to your uncle. Be careful. If you crash your car and don’t want it anymore, just come to your uncle and exchange it for another one. Your uncle has more money than he can spend,” Longpao said.

"Yes." I nodded gently.

"You kids, come here!" The dragon-robed man beckoned to Young Master Bao and the others.

"Uncle Long, is there a gift?" Young Master Bao asked excitedly, his face flushed.

"Do you recognize this?" the dragon-robed man asked, taking out a jade pendant.

Hearing Longpao's words, Young Master Bao looked at the jade pendant. The pendant was pure white and clear, without a single impurity. On the palm-sized pendant, a jade dragon was clearly carved, with a simple and ancient-style character "Zhao" carved in the center.

"This is top-quality mutton fat jade!" Lu Zhicheng, who knew his stuff, immediately recognized it.

"Indeed, this is also a token of my Zhao family," the dragon-robed man said proudly.

"The Zhao family's token?" Lu Zhicheng nervously held his breath.

"Emperor Zhao is the top figure in this provincial capital, and he holds a certain position in the martial arts world. Wherever you go in the future, you can present the token of the Zhao family. No matter who it is, seeing this token will give the Zhao family some face," said the man in the dragon robe.

"Damn, with this, does that mean we won't have to worry about getting beaten up by thugs anymore?" Young Master Bao's eyes gleamed.

"Do they dare?" the dragon-robed man sneered.

"Hahaha, Uncle Long, you're awesome!" Excited, Young Master Bao hugged the dragon robe tightly.

"Heavenly thunder and earthly fire, you must both possess the Wang family's tokens, so you probably wouldn't even look at my Zhao family's meager token, would you?" After handing a jade pendant to Lu Zhicheng and Young Master Bao, the dragon-robed man frowned and glanced at them.

“Yes, Uncle Dragon.” Hurricane smiled.

"Fine, then I won't give them to you. My Zhao family's children are Wang Xi, Lu Zhicheng, and Young Master Bao. Don't pretend to be from my Zhao family." After saying this, the man in the dragon robe walked directly into the house.

Looking at the tall figure in the dragon robe, I felt a little awkward. I don't know why, but my uncle was especially nice to me, Young Master Bao, and Lu Zhicheng, but he was much colder to An Yao, Tian Lei, and Di Huo.

“Your uncle and your father had a grudge in the past. When your father and your mother were together, your uncle disagreed and even sent a dragon robe to hunt them down. Later, your father defeated your uncle and almost killed him,” Xi’er whispered to me.

"So that's how it is. No wonder my uncle always looks unhappy when he talks about my dad." I nodded gently.

"Yes, actually your uncle is quite stingy, just like a girl," Xi'er laughed.

The cars for the return trip were ready: my Ferrari, Xi'er's BMW, and An Yao's two Mercedes-Benzes. After choosing the location for the charity event, we drove straight there.

On the way, my little friend sat next to me, his face pale. While keeping his eyes fixed on the road ahead, he kept reminding me, "There's a bend ahead, slow down."

"Yes, I know." I nodded. I slowed the car down.

"There's a big truck ahead, keep your distance from it. Either overtake it, or keep your distance," said the kind-hearted boy.

“Yes, I know,” I said.

"Damn, you've only just learned to drive? How could your uncle give you a car? What if something happens? Watch out for that car in front of you, it might slow down. Be careful, don't rear-end it," said the good boy.

When the kind-hearted man reminded me to slow down, my car had already started to decelerate. Annoyed by his constant nagging, I thought for a moment and glared at him fiercely, "You think you can drive? If you're too scared to ride in my car, get out!"

"Damn..." After hearing what I said, the good guy fell silent.

Damn, I was already scared because it was my first time on the highway, especially since I don't have a driver's license. I got incredibly nervous whenever I saw a traffic cop. And that nice guy kept bothering me, making me feel like I couldn't drive anymore. On the other hand, Xi'er and An Yao didn't have licenses either. I secretly glanced at the cars next to me on the road, and I saw that they drove very calmly.

After driving all afternoon, we stopped in a mountain village more than 300 kilometers north of the provincial capital in the evening. This village was very poor; many houses didn't even have electricity. Worried about the inconvenience of entering the village in the dark, we quickly bought a large quantity of rice, flour, and soybean oil. We had promised our online friends yesterday that we would buy a lot of things to give to the poor families today. However, by the time we finished shopping, it was already dark, and not wanting to disturb the villagers' rest while doing good, we arranged with a store in the county to have the food delivered to the village the next day, which we would then pick up. Instead of disturbing the villagers' rest by going to the village now, we simply parked our car by the roadside and stayed overnight in the county.

The county inn was ordinary, nothing like the provincial hotels where we grew up. But it was quite clean, though patched up a lot, but none of the girls complained. With nothing much to do, Young Master Bao played cards with Lu Zhicheng, Lightning, and Mount Everest. Earthfire and Thunder, along with Hurricane, went to find an arcade in town.

After watching Young Master Bao and the others play for a while, my eyes were red from the smoke, so I left the room. Little Good Boy was beside me. He kept pleading with me, saying, "Young Master, we bought a bunch of things today and only spent 30,000 yuan. You have over 70 million yuan; you can't possibly spend it all. Why don't you lend it to me? I'll invest it. I'll give you 50% of the profits!"

“Get lost. Do you think I need that little bit of profit? This money is from donations I raised. I can’t let you invest everyone’s money recklessly,” I said.

"We can sign an agreement. If I lose money, I'll compensate you; if I make money, I'll give you half. Isn't that enough?" the kind-hearted man pleaded.

"No!" I shook my head.

After hearing what I said, the kind-hearted person couldn't help but glance at my suit. Then, the kind-hearted person said sarcastically, "People change when they get rich; they don't even care about good money-making opportunities anymore."