Chapter 100: A True Tycoon is Capricious

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: A True Tycoon is Capricious

After Xia Wanqing saw Su Yunzhou downstairs and returned, the freckled young receptionist immediately came over and asked, "President Xia, who exactly is this Mr. Su?"

Looking at the company’s last remaining receptionist, Xia Wanqing shook her head. "I don’t know either. A friend recommended him to me yesterday, saying he wanted to buy a house. Today was actually our first time meeting!"

"Wow!" An amused look flashed in the receptionist’s eyes. "This is just like the plot of an idol drama! The female lead runs into danger, and the male lead steps up to save the day. Plus, I feel like Mr. Su is way more handsome than those pretty-boy lead actors..."

As a woman in her forties, Tao Shu naturally saw more than met the eye. She harbored some suspicions, but regardless of the other party’s true motives, this sum of money had genuinely solved their crisis. As long as the property was transferred tomorrow, the remaining funds would hit their account. However, she still playfully warned, "I think it’s because President Xia is too beautiful. This young man might just..."

"Sister Tao!" Xia Wanqing quickly interrupted her. "No matter what, he really did help us. Once we get through this crisis, we really need to properly thank him."

"True!" Tao Shu smiled and nodded, though she mentally resolved to keep a closer eye on her boss.

Inside a Buick minivan.

Xiong San irritably hung up the phone and punched the soft cushion of his seat.

Seeing this, President Zhang scoffed coldly. He really couldn’t understand why his wise boss had such a foolish younger brother. Xiong San had exaggerated the whole debt-collection process, even trying to get the boss to avenge him and teach that man a lesson. But couldn’t he use his vice-addled brain to think for a second? Would a young man with such impressive combat skills who casually took out a million yuan be an ordinary person?

Just as expected, the boss had scolded him severely and strictly forbidden him from doing anything reckless. If it weren’t for the fact that the boss had saved his life, President Zhang wouldn’t have bothered paying any attention to this big brute who didn’t know the meaning of respect.

"Sigh." President Zhang exhaled silently and said, "Drive straight to Helens. Now that we’ve collected this debt, I’m treating everyone to a good time tonight."

"Wow! We’re going to Helens!"

"President Zhang, can I order two girls at once tonight?"

"Can your scrawny frame even handle it?" President Zhang deliberately directed the conversation toward the sulking brute. "I think only Xiong San has the stamina for that. You weaklings couldn’t pull it off."

Xiong San didn’t reply, but since he didn’t refuse, he was definitely coming along.

"Sigh." President Zhang let out another breath. He then took out his phone and called the mamasan to arrange the night’s entertainment.

At that very moment.

Su Yunzhou had just arrived at the Trek Bicycle Store.

Having received news earlier that this VIP client was coming, Store Manager Zhu Li had been waiting at the entrance. The moment the handsome and wealthy Mr. Su appeared, she flashed a sweet smile.

"Mr. Su, you’re here! Please, come inside and have a seat! Would you like tea, coffee, or sparkling water?"

Her enthusiasm left Su Yunzhou quite satisfied. After asking for sparkling water, he followed the store manager to see his custom-made order. Zhu Li didn’t dare dawdle and immediately led the way.

A moment later, an all-black carbon fiber road bike appeared before Su Yunzhou.

Seeing the actual bike in person was quite striking. This model was simple and elegant overall, with no flashy lines or flamboyant designs, yet it exuded a subtle, understated luxury beneath its low-key black exterior. It was like looking at pieces of wood that seemed identical—some were worthless, while others were worth their weight in gold.

Zhu Li stood beside him and re-introduced the bike’s features. Su Yunzhou only remembered one detail: the entire bike weighed just 3,500 grams. What did that mean? It was roughly equivalent to seven 500-milliliter bottles of mineral water. Even without the enhancement of the Power of Lao Ai, Su Yunzhou could easily lift it with one hand.

Phew. So this was what 880,000 felt like in his hand.

Standing nearby, Zhu Li watched with trepidation as Mr. Su nonchalantly swung the road bike around with one hand. If he accidentally bumped it against something, it would be heartbreaking.

Then she reconsidered. Uh... maybe she was the only one who would be heartbroken. He looked as if he hadn’t even spent his own money. What a willful rich man!

A few minutes later, Zhu Li brought over the cycling outfit. Su Yunzhou tried it on and found it fit quite well, except the crotch area was a bit too tight. After all, when his measurements were taken, he hadn’t yet...

Thus, under Zhu Li’s odd gaze, Su Yunzhou picked out a new pair of specially oversized cycling shorts.

Right then, his phone began to ring. BEEP BEEP BEEP.

"Old Iron! What’s up?"

Lin Shouqing’s cheeky voice came through the receiver. "Bro, want to hang out tonight?"

"Didn’t you just start your advanced studies? How do you have so much free time?" Su Yunzhou asked curiously.

"Don’t ask so many questions! Just tell me if you’re in or not."

"I’m in, I’m in! For a sly dog like you to take the initiative, I have to be. Should I call Old Wang to tag along?"

"Nah! Tonight’s gathering isn’t suitable for him."

"What?!"

"Cut the crap and hurry over to the hospital. Our class finishes in half an hour. You’re in for a treat tonight."

After hanging up, Su Yunzhou was completely bewildered. In for a treat? Tsk tsk tsk. Knowing what a sly dog his friend was, and the fact that Old Wang wasn’t invited, he must have stumbled upon something incredibly good. However, time was a bit tight.

With that in mind, Su Yunzhou asked, "Can this bike be delivered?"

Zhu Li replied tactfully, "Normally, no, but if you need it, Mr. Su, I can personally deliver it to you."

Her attitude pleased Su Yunzhou greatly. "Good! Deliver the bike to the Celestial Paradise Holiday Hotel. I’ll send you the contact info shortly."

Looking slightly puzzled, Zhu Li nodded. "Alright, Mr. Su. I will contact you once it’s delivered."

To a hotel it is, then! It was completely normal for wealthy people to hide their real addresses.

Su Yunzhou then called his butler, Jian Shan, to explain the situation before heading toward the underground parking garage.

At the Celestial Paradise Holiday Hotel.

Jian Shan contacted the lady delivering the bike. She said it would take her about forty minutes to arrive. Having just finished his meal and with nothing pressing to do, he hung around the hotel lobby to shoot the breeze with the young receptionists. Casually gossiping about clients was one of the few relaxing joys of hotel work.

Moreover, Mr. Su was young, handsome, and wealthy, and elegant, beautiful women frequently came looking for him. So, the young receptionists absolutely loved hearing gossip about him.

"Brother Shan, what kind of Trek Bicycle do you think Mr. Su bought?"

Another receptionist teased, "Qianqian, I saw you going cycling with others a few days ago, but you don’t even know what Trek is!"

"Oh my!" the receptionist named Qianqian blushed. "I was just joining in for the fun. But I heard those cycling enthusiasts say that buying a full set of cycling gear costs a lot of money."

"A lot of money doesn’t even begin to cover it!" Jian Shan put on a knowing expression. "Have you seen that viral video on TikTok from a while back?

"A Bentley drove on the wrong side of the road and crashed into a bicycle. The Bentley owner was a young guy. Even though it was entirely his fault, he had a terrible attitude.

"He got out of the car, acting all high and mighty, and said, ’Here’s 500 bucks, now get lost. Don’t let me see you again. What rotten luck.’

"The cyclist was a stern, middle-aged man. Hearing this, he was slightly displeased and simply replied, ’You better call your dad right now! Tell him you crashed into a Trick Butterfly.’

"After hearing that, the young guy kept cursing, ’What butterfly? I’m a giant hornet!’"

At this point, Jian Shan deliberately paused, thoroughly whetting the receptionists’ appetites.

"Brother Shan, hurry up and tell us!"

"What happened next?"

"Is that Trick whatever Butterfly super expensive?"