Ji Hotel.
A Tiffany Blue Lamborghini was parked at the entrance.
Under the sunlight, it reflected a sapphire-like luster.
Beside the Lamborghini, Zhou Xing leaned against the car body.
After his shopping spree at Hang Lung Plaza, he had long since been completely transformed.
His upper body was clad in a Burberry white printed T-shirt, paired with a set of Gucci black jogger pants.
On his feet were LV white and black 'Panda' sneakers.
On his right wrist, a personality-filled Richard Mille peeked out from time to time.
Behind the sunglasses, that young, handsome face and his height of 185cm were enough to attract attention.
Although he was decked out in luxury brands from head to toe,
the pieces Zhou Xing chose were mostly simple, focusing on casual sportswear styles.
He wasn't covered in logos.
He looked clean and refreshing, naturally eliciting a favorable impression.
It had been a full two days since he arrived in Shanghai...
After investing a large amount of money, Zhou Xing's own temperament had begun to change.
When facing anything, he maintained absolute confidence and composure.
An aura arose spontaneously.
Zhou Xing also understood that these things required time to accumulate; on the road of learning how to be a wealthy man, he still had much room for progress.
"Little brother, are you alone?"
A strong fragrance accompanied a somewhat delicate voice.
A young woman stood in front of Zhou Xing.
She was about 1.6 meters tall.
She wore a Chanel-style tweed dress and Chanel high-heeled sandals.
On her head was a white Gucci hat.
At this moment, she was looking at him with a face full of smiles, and upon realizing Zhou Xing had turned around, she even feigned shyness by lowering her head.
In reality, she was quietly sizing up Zhou Xing's outfit.
The latest Lamborghini model didn't look like a rental.
The clothes on his body were also those that had moved away from the logo-covered basic styles.
When her gaze landed on the watch on Zhou Xing's wrist,
her pupils suddenly constricted.
A look of shock appeared on her face.
Richard Mille!
Few people knew about this watch brand.
But she was different... she spent a lot of time studying big brands.
Some niche but obscenely expensive brands had become her primary focus.
This was specifically to avoid misjudging someone's worth.
She had seen this specific watch before and had been frightened by its unique appearance and exorbitant price at the time.
She never expected the person in front of her would be wearing one.
It clearly wasn't a basic model, looking more like a limited edition worth at least two to three million or more.
She immediately became excited; while driving a luxury car and wearing luxury goods didn't necessarily prove one was truly wealthy,
if the watch on one's wrist was worth millions,
then that was a true super rich magnate!
The corner of Zhou Xing's mouth curled up; the other party's little movements were all caught in his eyes.
Seeing that gaze constantly roaming over his body, he understood... this person was just like the one he met at Xiao Lanlan's door.
Another classic 'Shanghai Socialite.'
It was just that her level was significantly higher than that other one.
However, in 2016, this term had not yet been developed and popularized.
So people didn't have this concept yet.
"If I'm not one person, could I be half a person?"
Zhou Xing asked back.
"Hahahaha..."
At such a plain sentence, the girl cooperatively covered her mouth and giggled: "Little brother, you're so humorous."
"It just so happens that I'm alone too."
The girl looked at Zhou Xing with a flowery smile: "Would you like to sit down for afternoon tea together and make a friend?"
"Maybe next time."
Zhou Xing refused directly.
"It's okay, let's add each other as friends then. Next time when I go out with my besties, I can invite you."
"My besties are all great beauties, you know."
"Maybe I can even help you guys get closer."
The girl was still persistent; she couldn't just watch such a top-tier super rich magnate slip away from her side.
Zhou Xing shook his head. Regarding these Shanghai Socialites, they had their own way of life. Whether people called them gold-diggers or hypocrites, he didn't despise them in his heart,
but he had no intention of associating with them either.
"Zhou Xing!"
Just as he was getting impatient and ready to refuse directly, An Ya's soft, sweet voice sounded from behind.
An Ya waved happily at Zhou Xing.
Then she quickly walked to Zhou Xing's side, hugged his arm, glanced at the girl in front of them with a somewhat wary expression, and asked Zhou Xing: "Zhou Xing, who is she?"
Zhou Xing shrugged at the girl, then glanced at An Ya beside him.
He didn't speak; everything was understood without words.
The smile on the girl's face froze in place.
An Ya was 1.7 meters tall, wearing a small white dress, and her straight legs were so fair they were almost blinding.
Her tender little face, with only a touch of light makeup, was far more exquisite than the girl's heavy makeup.
There was no doubt... she had been completely outclassed.
"Then I'll talk to you next time when there's a chance."
The girl tried her best to maintain a smile, but her complexion still looked a bit unsightly.
Zhou Xing nodded, said nothing more, and simply said to An Ya: "Get in the car."
"Okay."
An Ya responded prettily, constantly fanning herself with her small hand: "The weather in Shanghai is too hot. I just came out for a bit and I'm already starting to sweat."
She then familiarly opened the scissor door and sat inside.
The girl looked at the cool and handsome scissor doors, her eyes filled with envy.
Zhou Xing also sat in the driver's seat.
He started the car.
The air conditioner blew out a cool stream of air.
An Ya finally let out a long breath, feeling like she had come back to life.
Seeing this, Zhou Xing also smiled slightly. The so-called 'poor air conditioning in luxury cars' depended on the person.
An Ya clearly didn't have that kind of awareness.
Whereas that girl just now, he estimated that the moment she got in the car, she would have started complaining about the heat.
She belonged to the 'adaptive air conditioning' type.
"Eh, you bought a watch?"
An Ya noticed the Richard Mille on Zhou Xing's wrist: "Where did you buy it? It looks a bit like a Little Genius Watch, quite pretty. I didn't expect someone like you would buy an electronic watch; I'll go buy one too later."
Hearing this, Zhou Xing laughed out loud.
An Ya formed a sharp contrast with the girl from just now.
However, he liked An Ya's 'unsophisticated' look. He didn't explain, but simply flicked the paddle shifter on the steering wheel.
He stepped on the accelerator.
The car roared like an angry bull and left the Ji Hotel.
Leaving the girl standing there alone.
Somewhat unwillingly, she took out her phone, which had a photo she had taken from a distance of Zhou Xing, the Lamborghini, and the license plate.
She immediately opened a WeChat group named 'Shanghai Socialites.'
Click, send!
"Sisters, I've discovered another high-quality wealthy young master. Not only is he very well-off, but he's also very handsome."
"If you guys run into him, you definitely have to pay attention!"
"Don't say I'm not good to you, sharing such a good resource with you all."
After the girl finished sending the messages,
the quiet group immediately became lively.
Seeing the group members all sending messages of thanks, she smiled slightly.
Zhou Xing's Lamborghini was extremely eye-catching wherever it went.
The people in the group all had very sharp eyes and were distributed across various districts of Shanghai.
Once they noticed him, with their personalities, they would definitely be unable to resist showing off in the group.
Then she would just need to rush over according to the location.
In that case... she could create quite a few 'chance encounter' opportunities.
She didn't believe she couldn't win over Zhou Xing.
So what if An Ya was pretty and had a good figure?
Was she as proactive as herself? Would she wear Pinru's clothes?