Chapter 152: Drawing Envy

Published: September 11, 2026 | By Error404BrainNotFound

“Sis, you’re already a grown woman, and you still need brother-in-law to hold and spoil you.” Bei Jiajia poked her head in with a grin.

Inside the office, Bei Wei blushed and got up from Zhang Yang’s lap.

“None of your business. Why don’t you go find someone who spoils you too?” Bei Wei only acted like a sweet and obedient girl in front of Zhang Yang. Deep down, she still had the fiery personality typical of girls from Sichuan and Chongqing.

“You think I don’t want to? I just can’t find one.” Bei Jiajia sighed lightly.

“If you’re trying to find someone like my boyfriend, how could you possibly find one?” Bei Wei snorted softly. Her slender, fair arms wrapped around Zhang Yang’s shoulders as she leaned down and kissed his cheek, deliberately showing off to Bei Jiajia.

Zhang Yang touched his cheek and looked at Bei Jiajia’s pouting expression, as if she could hang an oil pot from it. He immediately felt it would be best for him to leave first.

“I’m off.” He stood up and straightened his clothes. “You two get back to work.”

“Brother-in-law, I’ll walk you out.” Bei Jiajia smiled and moved closer.

“I’ll do it. The company still needs you.” Bei Wei immediately hooked her arm through Zhang Yang’s.

A moment later, downstairs outside the company.

Standing beside Zhang Yang again, Bei Wei returned to her sweet girl image.

“You don’t need to put all your energy into the Shudu Spicy Roast Duck business anymore. I feel like this wave of popularity is probably nearing its end.” Zhang Yang thought for a moment before getting into the car.

Everything reaches its peak before declining, and Shudu Spicy Roast Duck didn’t have a category strong enough to sustain long-term growth.

“Ah? The popularity is already about to drop?” Bei Wei looked a little reluctant.

“Look at Shanghai now. There are Shudu Spicy Roast Duck brands everywhere on the streets. When everyone is rushing in, it means the bonus period is already gone. We’ve already caught the first wave of profits, so it’s time to stop while we’re ahead.” Zhang Yang said.

He didn’t care about such small profits at all.

But Bei Wei had invested a lot of effort into it, so he wanted to remind her in advance.

“Alright, I understand. Luckily the book café is already under renovation. When it’s finished, I’ll…” Bei Wei began imagining the future.

“Then you can just be a beautiful book café owner living a peaceful life.” Zhang Yang finished the sentence for her, suddenly thinking of Xiang Xiaotian from the day before.

Running a café, leisurely reading books and enjoying the sun as a beautiful shop owner.

It might not necessarily make money, but it wouldn’t burn much either. For a rich girl, it was a nice way to pass time and ease long, boring days.

As for Bei Wei, backed by Zhang Yang, calling her a rich beauty was not an exaggeration.

Before getting into the car, Zhang Yang hugged Bei Wei for a moment, then got into the Cullinan and sped away.


Earlier that afternoon.

The Rolls-Royce car club group chat had become quite lively.

Su Shiqi had posted photos of the party venue setup in advance.

In the pictures, staff preparing for the evening’s pool party were carefully arranging a champagne tower and dessert table. Not far away, steaks and a whole roasted lamb were being grilled on-site.

In the pool floated colorful ocean balls, bright balloons, swim rings, and water guns scattered around the poolside.

“Wait, are we actually having a water fight tonight?” Zhang Yang laughed as he looked at the pictures.

Su Shiqi: “Ladies and gentlemen, everything is almost ready. We’re just waiting for you tonight.”

Many girls in the group were posting selfies and swimsuit photos.

In a sense, the girls mixed into the group were there to complement events like this.

That said, their looks and figures were indeed flawless. Each girl practically came with her own “ocean balls.”

When everyone came out to have fun, pretending to be a gentleman would only spoil the mood.

Zhang Yang was already prepared to play along tonight. Besides, with the task at hand, these girls were also club members. Gaining their friendship might be as simple as having a water fight in the pool later.

As the sun set, Zhang Yang drove his Cullinan straight to the party venue.


Outside a lakeside villa party house in Pudong.

A line of Rolls-Royces kept arriving and parking in the lot.

From Ghosts to Wraiths to Dawns, there were quite a few Cullinans as well. Phantoms, however, were rare.

After all, people who rode in Phantoms worth over ten million were usually true first-generation business tycoons-calm and steady big bosses. They were busy people. How would they find time to attend a youthful party like this?

Zhang Yang arrived in his completely black Cullinan BB.

The Cullinan naturally didn’t have the same status as the Phantom reserved for big bosses, but as the “BB” version of the Cullinan-the pinnacle SUV and the dark king among Rolls-Royces- under its unique aura, it naturally carried an imposing presence.

When the Cullinan BB slowly stopped, groups of young people chatting outside the venue all turned to look.

“Su Jiajun, is that the newcomer with the BB version Cullinan? What’s his background?” A trendy young man wearing a Richard Mille watch lowered his sunglasses and asked.

“That’s Young Master Zhang. You’ll see soon enough.” Su Jiajun smiled, patted the young man on the shoulder, and walked off first.

Beside the Cullinan.

Zhang Yang had just gotten out of the car when he saw the enthusiastic Su Jiajun approaching him.

They had met once before and were already acquaintances.

For Zhang Yang, he was also the first member of the club whose friendship he had gained, even if it was a rather superficial one.

“President Su.” Zhang Yang nodded.

“Young Master Zhang, come on. Let me introduce you to some friends.” Su Jiajun walked over and immediately slung an arm over Zhang Yang’s shoulder. “Everyone is very curious about you, the new guy.”

Zhang Yang nodded and let Su Jiajun lead him to meet the club members.

“Come, come. This is the new member of our car club-Zhang Yang, Young Master Zhang!”

A moment later, Su Jiajun stood with Zhang Yang in front of a group of men and women and formally introduced him.

What kind of person was Zhang Yang?

His looks, temperament, and presence made him stand out instantly, completely overshadowing everyone else. Combined with the aura of his Cullinan BB worth nearly ten million, at least on the surface everyone treated him politely.

No one was stupid.

“Young Master Zhang came alone?” A girl with an incredible figure stepped forward, her eyes shining.

“Need a female companion? Want to pick one?” another long-haired girl asked with a smile.

The girls were very proactive. Any sense of modesty simply didn’t exist in front of Zhang Yang.

Seeing that the system’s friendship progress hadn’t increased yet, Zhang Yang glanced at the eager girls before him. After thinking briefly, he decided the task was more important.

“Is it okay if I don’t choose?” he asked.

The two girls burst into laughter, exchanged a glance, and immediately stepped forward, each hooking an arm around one of his.

In an instant, Zhang Yang saw his friendship count increase by two.

He immediately felt extremely satisfied.

“Young Master Zhang, it has to be you.” Su Jiajun leaned over and whispered. “Go ahead and enjoy yourself. These two just joined the club, no owners yet. They’re also small rich beauties. I’ve never seen them so proactive before. Looks really do matter.”

Zhang Yang blinked and took the advice to heart.

As long as they weren’t someone else’s girlfriends.

Otherwise, joining the club and immediately flirting with someone else’s girl would be awkward, even if he didn’t know.

“Young Master Zhang, what did the president tell you?” The girl beside him, who looked innocent but had slightly flirtatious watery eyes, asked curiously.

“Nothing. Just told me to take it easy.” Zhang Yang replied casually, naturally wrapping his arms around their slender waists.

Both girls immediately laughed.

In the distance, on a row of rattan chairs beside the pool, several men around thirty years old were sitting in beach shorts, drinking and chatting.

Their temperament clearly appeared more mature.

Even their conversation topics were mostly serious matters rather than casual romantic chatter.

“Here, one for each of you.” Xiang Xiaotian sat down lightly beside them in a cool summer dress and handed them desserts. “Brother Zhou, is it okay if I listen to what you’re discussing?”

“Oh, it’s you, Sister Xiang. Go ahead and listen, no problem.” The men paused their conversation, took the desserts, and nodded.

“Then I won’t hold back. My dad recently gave me some money, and I want to start another project. I was hoping to learn from you big brothers.” Xiang Xiaotian said happily.

These men were genuine first-generation entrepreneurs in the car club-real experienced and wealthy bosses.

Learning from them would definitely be beneficial.

She sat quietly beside them, listening carefully and occasionally sharing a few thoughts.

Their calm discussion formed a sharp contrast with the noisy excitement in the distance.

After chatting for a while, they suddenly noticed the figure not far away-someone embracing two girls under the evening lights, strikingly handsome.

“Who’s that over there? Hugging two girls like that is a bit high-profile, isn’t it?” the man called Brother Zhou asked with a slight frown.

“Brother Zhou, that face looks unfamiliar. Probably a new member?” someone beside him added.

Xiang Xiaotian looked from afar and recognized him.

“That seems to be the newcomer who joined recently. I think his name is Zhang Yang.” she said.

“The new one? The Cullinan BB owner?” Brother Zhou nodded and asked.

“Yes, that’s him.” Xiang Xiaotian nodded.

“Not sure which family’s second-generation heir he is, but he does have a good face.” Brother Zhou glanced once before withdrawing his gaze.

Between these first-generation entrepreneurs and the rich heirs who only knew how to indulge in pleasure, there was an inherent gap and generational divide. They couldn’t mix together and didn’t want to.

In their eyes, relying on their parents’ efforts while freely squandering family wealth was something they looked down on.

They had no interest in approaching him.

Xiang Xiaotian glanced again at Zhang Yang embracing two girls and slightly shook her head before withdrawing her gaze with some disappointment.

The good impression she originally had completely vanished.

She had thought this newcomer Zhang Yang was a man whose inner character matched his perfect appearance.

Unexpectedly, he was no different from the others-a playboy.

Zhang Yang, who was misunderstood as a debauched rich second-generation heir, had no idea anyone thought this way.

After all, he was actually a first-generation rich man.

No, that wasn’t quite right. Calling him a rich second-generation heir wasn’t wrong either.

After all, he had a system as his “dad.”

“Young Master Zhang, believe it or not, you’re actually the first guy we’ve ever approached ourselves.” The long-haired girl beside him looked at Zhang Yang and said with a smile.

She was wearing a crop top, and the skin around her waist felt smooth and cool to the touch.

“I believe it.” Zhang Yang nodded without hesitation.

It was all just playing along anyway. As long as there was no conflict of interest, saying things people liked to hear didn’t hurt.

After chatting with him for a while, he realized that both girls came from families that were fairly well-off. They couldn’t simply be labeled as party girls. Of course, even though they had money, it still wasn’t quite enough to qualify for the Rolls-Royce car club. To put it bluntly, pretty girls had privileges.

One of them drove a Maserati, and the other drove a Porsche Panamera. They had joined the Rolls-Royce club mainly to make friends and possibly find a boyfriend.

“So that means you two are competitors tonight.” Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

“Tonight?” Both girls’ faces instantly flushed red.

“In your dreams. You might be handsome, and we might be proactive, but that doesn’t mean we’re easy girls. You’re thinking too casually about us, aren’t you?” the taller girl said reproachfully.

“Exactly. Being proactive doesn’t mean we’re casual. Right now we can only be considered friends.” the long-haired girl said seriously.

“Just ordinary friends?” Zhang Yang glanced at the ocean balls pressing against his arms and fell into deep thought.

Night fell, and inside the party villa was a sea of excitement.

Champagne, fine wine, desserts, and all kinds of buffet barbecue filled the place. The crowd was dense and the atmosphere lively.

Zhang Yang had never intended to do anything with those girls tonight.

After all, he had already harvested the friendships he needed. Continuing to hug girls on both sides would only attract resentment and affect his chances of gaining friendship from others.

“Young Master Zhang, come on, let’s drink a toast. Welcome to the club.”

Several young men who shared many topics with Zhang Yang raised their glasses and clinked them with his, all while appreciating the ocean balls bobbing up and down in the pool.

At some point, the girls in the pool had changed into bikinis.

Long legs, defined abs, and incredible figures-every one of them was stunning. Right now they were holding water guns and having a water fight in the pool.

The guys beside the pool were eager to join.

Yes… to join the water fight.

“Young Master Zhang, not getting in?” A rich kid whose family was in the food business asked with a grin.

“I’ll pass.” Zhang Yang shook his head.

Just then, someone in the pool suddenly picked up a water gun and started spraying water at Zhang Yang.

One stream of water, then another…

Zhang Yang had never imagined that being ganged up on would one day happen to him in such a way.

“Hey, why don’t you spray someone else for a change? Is it really that fun targeting just me?”

Zhang Yang’s upper body was completely soaked, and he suddenly felt rather indignant.

Unacceptable.

He lowered his head and turned to leave.

Inside the pool.

“It’s all your fault. Why did you all spray Zhang Yang specifically?”

“And you’re blaming us? Weren’t you the first one to spray him?”

“Well what else? Obviously you spray the handsome one…”

Several bikini-clad girls with incredible figures argued noisily, none willing to give way.

Suddenly, someone looked toward a certain direction.

Her eyes widened, and she covered her mouth in shock.

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