When Gu Chenan first graduated, he couldn't find a job that he liked and was suitable for.
At that time, he was still in the group chat and shared this issue with the others there, intending to vent and see if anyone could help.
However, unexpectedly, the responses from the group were not comforting, but rather full of a sense of superiority from those in better positions.
Some bluntly said that Gu Chenan's university was too poor, others boasted about their own current situations, and some even jokingly told Gu Chenan to go screw bolts.
In short, no one showed any intention of helping Gu Chenan.
Then again, Gu Chenan didn't really expect these old classmates to help him, but if you're not going to help, why flaunt your superiority?
Moreover, those who used to ignore me, why are you all flocking around now that you've heard I bought a large villa?
Should I say you're opportunists, or that you know how to curry favor with the powerful?
Gu Chenan thought for a moment and replied, "You're all joking, my old classmates. Your situations are all better than mine. It would be a loss for me to support you."
After Gu Chenan sent this message, people in the group immediately started replying.
"You're the one who's joking. No matter how good our conditions are, how can they compare to you buying a villa outright?"
"That's right, tell us, where exactly did you make your fortune, Gu? Bring your brothers along!"
"Sigh, I was thinking about catching up with Gu recently. Do you think he'll think I'm trying to curry favor with him if I reach out now?"
"Gu, you never come to our annual class reunions. You're coming this year, right? We've invited you every year, but you never show up. Isn't that a bit disrespectful?"
Class reunion?
Seeing this message, Gu Chenan was slightly stunned.
Wait a minute...
Do high school classmates still have reunions? How come I don't know about this?
And they say they've invited me but I never come? When did you ever invite me?
"We still have class reunions? I had no idea. Besides, you've never invited me, have you?" Gu Chenan replied.
After this message was sent, the group was silent for a full minute before new messages appeared.
"Huh? We never invited you? Oh my, look at my memory. I can't believe we forgot about you. It's my fault, it's my fault. This year I'll personally invite you, and I'll drink three glasses as punishment in front of you!"
"Hey, Liu, your memory! Look at this mess, making Gu think we old classmates are excluding him."
"Exactly, Gu, it's like this. If you come this year, we'll all drink three glasses to apologize!"
Seeing this, Gu Chenan looked at the number of people in the group. Including him, there were only about twenty people.
Back then, their class had over sixty people. Even if some people left the group, it wouldn't be forty people, right?
So, this meant that this group didn't have many people to begin with.
Gu Chenan looked at the group list again, and as he looked, his eyebrows raised.
The people in this group now, apart from himself and Zhang Fan, were all elites.
There were directors of listed companies, group managers, private business owners, as well as teachers and doctors.
Anyone could see what the purpose of this group was. Or rather, this group that appeared to be a classmate group was actually a social resource group.
The people in this group were all useful and valuable to the others in the group.
And those forty classmates who weren't in this group were, of course, of no value to the group.
Just like Gu Chenan back then. Even if he left the group, no one would notice, and even if someone did notice, no one would add him back.
Because, at that time, he had no value to others.
Gu Chenan wasn't the type to hold grudges. These people looking down on him back then was entirely due to his own circumstances.
If he had been as wealthy then as he was now, how could these people have belittled him?
Now Gu Chenan was planning to do something, and he was just worrying about not having any connections in the real world, when these connections came knocking.
Wasn't this perfect timing?
"It's fine, let's have a good gathering this year and also reconnect with our classmates," Gu Chenan replied.
"Great, Gu, it's settled then!"
"No time like the present, why don't we meet in the next couple of days!"
"Right, let's do it in the next couple of days, and we can also check out Gu's big villa!"
"@Gu Chenan, what do you think, Gu?"
Gu Chenan didn't mind, in fact, he thought the sooner the better.
"Sure, I'm fine with that. You guys arrange it, I'm free anytime," Gu Chenan replied.
"Great, let's have a blast this year."
After chatting with the group for a while longer, Gu Chenan made up an excuse to leave the chat.
The people in the group didn't want to let Gu Chenan go, bombarding him with messages.
Their words were full of flattery and bootlicking.
It made Gu Chenan feel a bit dazed and helpless.
So this is what it's like to be rich...
Regardless of what kind of person you are, or how you got your money, as long as you're rich, you'll definitely gain others' respect.
To be honest, Gu Chenan found it quite ironic.
In the novel, he was spending money like water, and everyone knew he was rich, but he was still despised and scorned for his actions.
But in reality, even though he hadn't been in contact with these old classmates for a long time, just because he was rich, these people showed him utmost respect.
To be frank, the real world was even more fantastical than the world of novels.
Putting down his phone, Gu Chenan rubbed his face.
The group had just decided to have the class reunion on Saturday, two days later, so he could inquire about setting up a company.
Not counting his background that hadn't fully loaded yet, he currently had 70 million in cash, and it wouldn't make sense not to have a company.
Speaking of which, Gu Chenan knew nothing about business, and given his identity in the novel as an uneducated playboy who had run five or six companies into bankruptcy in three years.
If it were just him alone, he wouldn't dare to entertain the idea of starting a company.
But now it was different, he had Su Qianmo by his side.
In the novel, Su Qianmo wasn't just described as an ice beauty, she was also a female CEO who had been through the ups and downs of the business world for several years!
In the novel, the Su family's main business was real estate development, but Su Qianmo's cosmetics company was something she had built up step by step on her own.
This was enough to show how strong Su Qianmo's business acumen was.
If Su Qianmo were to serve as the CEO of the company, the company's success would definitely come twice as fast with half the effort.
Cosmetics?
Thinking of this, Gu Chenan suddenly realized something.
The field Su Qianmo was most familiar with was the cosmetics industry, so why don't I open a cosmetics company for her in reality?
With this thought, Gu Chenan immediately turned back to look at Su Qianmo.
"Qianmo, how about we open a cosmetics company?"
Su Qianmo was leaning against the headboard, holding her phone in one hand and swiping left and right, seemingly reading a web novel.
When she heard Gu Chenan's words, she paused slightly, then turned her head.
"Start our own?"
"Yes." Gu Chenan nodded and said, "Think about it, you're as familiar as can be with the cosmetics industry. Wouldn't opening a cosmetics company be like a fish in water for you?"
"That's true..." Su Qianmo put down her phone and sat up straight, saying, "So you plan to start everything from scratch? That's very difficult."
"Then what should we do?" Gu Chenan spread his hands.
Su Qianmo put her finger to her chin and thought for a moment before saying, "Let's acquire a company. Acquire a local company in Magic City. It doesn't need to be very famous, but it must have its own R&D department and a complete production line."
"A local company in Magic City..." Gu Chenan was a bit confused and said, "Local companies usually can't expand beyond the local market. Will that work?"
A smug and playful smile spread across Su Qianmo's face.
"You just handle the acquisition. Leave the rest to me."
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
