C5 The Successful Man

After Zhao Su finished speaking, Mrs. Zhao began to feel a sense of urgency. Despite coming from a rural background, she recognized the benefits of broadening her son's horizons. This was also a golden opportunity.

The live broadcast room was alive with excitement.

"The host is spot on!"

"Who are these people? Yuanyuan looks like she's been dumped over and over!"

"I can't believe the host's blind date is such a shallow woman. It's nauseating!"

"Is the host related to some kind of eccentric?"

"I've never witnessed such audacious shamelessness!"

"Every mother is this strong for her children."

The virtual camera relayed every detail of the scene to the viewers, who were all in Zhao Su's corner.

The live stream's popularity was skyrocketing. The viewer count shot up from one hundred and fifty thousand to over two hundred thousand and kept climbing.

At the same time, Luo's Group, the largest local company, was leveraging their connections to find a man named Zhao Su. They quickly tracked down his taxi and determined his location.

Three Rolls-Royce cars departed from Luo's Group headquarters, making their way to the hotel. Luo Yuyan was seated in one of the vehicles, her gaze fixed anxiously ahead. Her face alternated between excitement and shyness, filled with uncertainty about whether the 'big brother' would agree to be her bodyguard.

Elsewhere, in a bank building, a woman in professional attire stepped out of the elevator, excitedly clutching a stack of contract papers. Her fair skin glowed in the sunlight, and her subtle makeup, paired with the perfect shade of red lipstick, made her the center of attention. Every man she passed turned to look at her.

Today, she was more than just confident; she was ecstatic. As a senior customer service manager, she had interacted with many clients, but none as wealthy as the one with a fortune of two billion. She was in the dark about the background of this man named Zhao Su who had such a vast amount of money.

Furthermore, she was astonished to learn that the two billion was simply sitting in a standard debit card account—a travesty. Only the exclusive Supreme Golden Dragon Card was fitting for such a sum!

She even had a Citibank black card with her. The branch manager had made it crystal clear: she was to secure this client at any cost.

To that end, the branch manager had utilized internal resources to locate the enigmatic, affluent Zhao Su and had instructed her to facilitate the card transfer service without delay.

She was ready for the task at hand. Whatever the client requested, she was determined to accommodate!

Jumping into her Porsche, she raced toward the location marked on her GPS, where a conspicuous red dot was flashing.

As she arrived at Zhao Su's location, three Rolls-Royces were also pulling up. She swiftly opened her car door and strode into the restaurant without even turning off the engine.

The security guard at the restaurant was left gaping in awe. Had that beautiful woman just stepped out of a Porsche? And what about those other three vehicles?

Inside room 203, the tension was palpable.

His cousin's aunt looked at Zhao Su with indignation. "I feel sorry for you, earning such a paltry salary. I generously introduced you to some affluent people, and you can't even show a bit of appreciation. You're throwing your life away!"

Mrs. Zhao gently pulled on Zhao Su's arm, urging him to remain calm. They might still need his cousin's aunt's help in the future, so it wasn't the time to engage in an outright conflict.

Zhao Su held back but responded to his cousin's aunt with a dismissive chuckle. "Wealthy individuals? That's your perspective. To me, they're insignificant."

The young man who had spoken before rebutted, "What are you talking about? My monthly income, including benefits, is over 6,000 yuan! You think you can look down on me? I suppose my house counts for nothing in your eyes."

"Xiao Zhou, you've already bought a house! Here I am, still renting, even though I drive a car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan," another voice joined in.

The last man in the group added, "You guys are all doing well. My dad just got me a Chevrolet, and it's barely enough to cover the rent for a small apartment. I can't compare to this gentleman. Sir, what kind of car did you drive here?" His question was directed at Zhao Su.

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