C3 Sorry Someone Has Come to Deliver the Real Estate Certificate

What's so special about being handsome?

Does being attractive mean you don't need to eat?

Does good looks give someone the right to do as they please?

Watching Lin Xiaoxiao and Su Lang chat and laugh together, Yang Zhichao was seething with anger.

He had gone to great lengths to send a clear message: he was the star of this party.

Yet, at this very moment, someone dared to upstage him!

Su Lang had completely stolen his thunder.

With a venomous glare, Yang Zhichao signaled for the waiter to bring out the dishes.

Soon, the table was full of food, and the classmates started toasting one another.

Yang Zhichao gave a nod to Zhou Hao and the rest, and they all made their way to Su Lang with their glasses raised.

"Old classmate, let's drink to our reunion."

"Su Lang, it's been ages since we last met, what, two years?"

"Su Lang, let's toast to our friendship!"

Su Lang observed Zhou Hao and the others approaching.

A slight smile graced his lips.

He was well aware of Yang Zhichao and the others' intentions.

They were trying to get him drunk so he would embarrass himself in front of Lin Xiaoxiao.

But who was Su Lang?

He was a seasoned real estate broker.

For Su Lang, drinking was just another day at the office.

He could easily handle a hundred glasses.

"If you all are keen to drink, then I'm in it for the long haul." Without further ado, Su Lang filled his glass.

Zhou Hao and the others' faces flushed with color.

"Zhou, let's go for another round."

Su Lang half-closed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao's mouth twitched as he felt the alcohol churning in his stomach.

He nearly lost control and vomited.

"Take it easy, Hao." Just then, Yang Zhichao stepped in. He gave Zhou Hao a reassuring pat on the shoulder and spoke calmly. Turning to Su Lang, he said, "Su Lang, looks like Hao's had his fill. How about we have a few drinks?"

Yang Zhichao had been keeping a close eye on Su Lang's drinking from the start.

By now, Su Lang had downed 18 glasses.

Regardless of how strong Su Lang's tolerance was, he shouldn't be able to handle any more alcohol.

Su Lang was still too naive!

Lin Xiaoxiao furrowed her brow upon hearing Yang Zhichao's words and said, "Class monitor, please don't drink anymore. Su Lang has already had plenty."

But Lin Xiaoxiao's plea only seemed to infuriate Yang Zhichao further!

Disregarding Lin Xiaoxiao's concern, Yang Zhichao turned to Su Lang and challenged him, "Su Lang, you're not going to disrespect me, are you?"

"Given your gracious invitation, I certainly wouldn't decline," Su Lang replied.

With a reassuring glance at Lin Xiaoxiao, Su Lang clinked glasses with Yang Zhichao and downed his drink in one go.

One glass, two glasses, three glasses...

Several drinks later, Yang Zhichao's cheeks were tinged with red, and his head began to spin. A sinking feeling told him he might have been outsmarted by Su Lang!

Setting his glass aside, Yang Zhichao resumed their earlier conversation with a steady voice, "Su Lang, about those ten shops you mentioned owning in the city center—where exactly are they located?"

"Commercial Street," Su Lang answered simply.

"Commercial Street?" Yang Zhichao echoed, incredulous. "Do you have any idea how much a single shop there costs? We're talking millions for just one. Can you really afford that?"

"And how do you know I can't?" Su Lang retorted.

"If you're so capable, then show us the deeds."

"The deeds are being processed," Su Lang stated.

Being processed? The room erupted in laughter at Su Lang's response. Yang Zhichao, Zhou Hao, Faang Lei, and the others couldn't contain themselves.

"Su Lang, could you be any more amusing?" they jeered.

"Did you just buy these shops yesterday, by any chance?"

"Looks like you've slipped up now, haven't you?"

Just then, a knock sounded at the door of the private room. A middle-aged man entered, dressed in a well-fitted suit, standing tall with a briefcase in his right hand, the very image of success.

Yang Zhichao hurried over and introduced himself, "I'm Yang Zhichao, the organizer of this event. And you are?"

The middle-aged man paid no attention to Yang Zhichao. His gaze swept the room before he inquired, "Excuse me, is Mr. Su here?"

Su Lang? The group paused, taken aback, and then all eyes turned to Su Lang.

What was happening?

Who was this man?

What did he want with Su Lang?

"Who are you?" Su Lang asked with a slight frown, not recognizing the man from his memory.

"Mr. Su, I'm Gu Yaodong, the manager at Lingdi Real Estate. The ownership documents for the ten shops you've purchased are all set. Here are your certificates and keys. Please sign for them."

Gu Yaodong explained as he pulled out a stack of red books from his briefcase.

These were the official property ownership certificates!

Su Lang opened one of the certificates, and there it was—his name in print.

He now owned ten shops!

Despite having come to terms with the system's workings, Su Lang's heart raced uncontrollably as he held the ten property certificates in his hands.

That was a total of fifty million yuan!

"Thank you."

"It's my duty. If there's nothing else you need, I'll take my leave."

"Alright."

After Gu Yaodong departed, the room was enveloped in silence.

No one had anticipated this turn of events—that someone would deliver ten property certificates to Su Lang!

With a slight smile, Su Lang turned to Yang Zhichao. "Class monitor, you wanted to see my property certificates? Well, here they are."

Yang Zhichao was still in a daze, struggling to believe what was unfolding before him.

Su Lang was merely a real estate agent. How could he possibly own ten shops?

It simply couldn't be true!

Without a moment's delay, Yang Zhichao snatched up a property certificate and scrutinized it closely.

But in an instant, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the floor, his face etched with despair.

There, in the property owner's section, was Su Lang's name!

"This has to be fake!"

"I refuse to believe it! Su Lang, you're just a real estate agent; how can you own ten shops?"

Yang Zhichao had always been proud. As the class monitor, he had outperformed Su Lang academically, came from a superior family, and possessed far greater abilities.

He was now a business owner with an annual income of over a million yuan.

Su Lang, on the other hand, was just a hardworking employee.

In almost every aspect, he considered himself superior to Su Lang.

He was supposed to be the star of this gathering.

But now, Su Lang had completely overshadowed him!

His once impressive million-dollar fortune was nothing but a punchline compared to Su Lang's wealth.

Su Lang was far wealthier than he was.

He couldn't come to terms with the current state of affairs!

"The most important thing for a person is to confront reality," Su Lang said with a light chuckle, turning to Lin Xiaoxiao.

"Ms. Lin, shall we leave together?"

"Alright."

Lin Xiaoxiao promptly rose and exited the private room with Su Lang.