Chapter 11: Hello, emperor of shanghai
Jiang Cheng raised his paddle twice, increasing the price by one million.
"18 million from Gentleman Number 35!"
After the Host announced the price, the man with tattooed arms whispered to a white-haired boy next to him with a grim expression.
"Holy crap, who is this Number 35? He's so fierce." After saying that, he turned around to look back.
Seeing that he wasn't raising his paddle anymore, the white-haired boy next to him asked with a playful grin, "Brother Qin, can't get it up anymore?"
"What the f*ck, how are you talking? Who can't get it up? Besides, where would I get that much money?" the tattooed man said irritably.
Seeing the tattooed man glare at him, the white-haired boy timely changed the subject and continued, "Brother Qin, putting aside whether you can 'get it up' or not, you don't have that much money?"
The tattooed man smacked his lips and shrugged: "Forget it, it's not a matter of money. The key is that it's not worth buying this for 18 million. With that money, I might as well buy two Patek Philippes to play with."
The tattooed man felt that buying this watch for 18 million now was indeed a bit foolish. Although the style of this watch was good-looking, its recognition wasn't as high as Patek Philippe's.
Seeing the tattooed man say this, the white-haired boy nodded in agreement: "I think so too. Who is this Number 35? He looks even younger than the two of us, and he's a very unfamiliar face. I don't think I've seen him before."
The tattooed man stroked his chin, his eyes revealing a glint of interest as if he were thinking about something. He then said, "I don't know him, but his taste is decent. He took a fancy to the same watch as me."
"Oh ho, he snatched your thing and you're still praising him. I didn't expect Brother Qin to be so broad-minded."
"If he has money, that's his own capability. What do I have to say about it? I'll only praise him for being awesome. Why be jealous of him?"
"Wow, as expected of Brother Qin. This level of maturity makes me bow in respect."
"Get lost~~~"
Accompanied by the heated conversation between the two, the Richard Mille was taken by Jiang Cheng without any suspense.
The next auction items were nothing special—just some jade, emeralds, and the like. Jiang Cheng found it boring and started playing with his phone. Meanwhile, the tattooed man and the white-haired boy were also bored. After whispering a few words, they stood up and walked toward Jiang Cheng.
The white-haired boy was the first to speak to Jiang Cheng: "Hey buddy, hello."
Jiang Cheng looked up upon hearing this.
He saw two young men had taken the seats next to him.
The boy who spoke to Jiang Cheng had dyed white hair and was wearing Armani clothes.
His overall temperament seemed a bit like a hoodlum.
Aside from his hairstyle, the Patek Philippe on his wrist and the big-name clothes he wore added a strange aura to him.
Under the enhancement of a series of wealth, it clearly indicated that he was not a simple street thug.
Jiang Cheng didn't know the boy who greeted him, but he recognized the other thin man with tattooed arms next to him at a single glance.
Wasn't this the "emperor of shanghai," Qin Fen, who he often saw on TikTok in his past life?
Seeing the other party reach out his hand, Jiang Cheng also shook it and said, "I'm Jiang Cheng."
"Hello, I'm Qin Fen, and he's Wang Zheng. By the way, I was the one competing with you for the Richard Mille watch just now," Qin Fen said, extending his tattoo-covered hands toward Jiang Cheng.
After shaking hands as usual, Jiang Cheng spoke: "I've seen news about you, the 'emperor of shanghai'?"
That's right, he was the Magic City Second-generation rich "emperor of shanghai" often seen on TikTok.
In the land-scarce and gold-valued Shanghai, he was known as the "Number One Second-generation rich of Magic City."
When people mention the term 'Second-generation rich,' the first impression for most might be Wang Congcong.
After all, Qin Fen wasn't as high-profile as Wang Congcong, but that was also because his background indeed wasn't as clean as Wang Congcong's family.
Wang Congcong once posted a sentence on Social Media Platform: "I don't care if my friends have money or not when I make friends; anyway, none of them are as rich as me."
Then Qin Fen commented below with three simple words: "What about me?"
That time, Wang Congcong unusually didn't reply. It was unknown whether it was out of disdain or for other reasons, but he and Principal Wang eventually had some interactions and were even photographed having hotpot together.
The reason Qin Fen was so famous was because of that very pretentious and viral rain photo in the news.
A thirty-million-yuan Ferrari supercar was crashed, and he sat in the car playing with his phone as if nothing had happened.
And he calmly posted on Social Media Platform: Look at everything with indifference.
Although in the eyes of many ordinary people he seemed to have a powerful background and a mysterious family,
Jiang Cheng knew that his family's rise was just from being junket operators; their history of making a fortune was indeed not clean.
However, even if the history of making a fortune was unspeakable, by his generation, they had already begun to clean up their act.
Now, he was clearly a representative of the well-known Second-generation rich.
Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Qin Fen smiled and shrugged, waving his hand: "There are plenty of people in Shanghai more awesome than me. Those titles are just nonsense from netizens. Don't bring it up; I feel ashamed hearing it myself. Besides, look at you—weren't you much more awesome than me just now?"
Jiang Cheng didn't explain and just gave a faint smile: "I just happened to like that watch."
"You also like luxury watches?" Qin Fen asked with interest.
Jiang Cheng shook his head and told the truth: "I wouldn't say I like them. I've never bought one before; this is my first time. It's just for the novelty."
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Wang Zheng and Qin Fen couldn't help but glance at each other, then secretly sized up Jiang Cheng again.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng indeed wasn't wearing a watch, they couldn't help but be even more surprised.
"Buying a watch worth over ten million for your first time, you're too badass. To be honest, I know quite a few people in the circle in Magic City, but you're a bit of an unfamiliar face. Logically, I should have seen a person like you before," Wang Zheng said, looking at Jiang Cheng.
"I just arrived in Magic City yesterday."
"No wonder. I was wondering how Brother Qin and I wouldn't know a person like you. So you're not from this circle?"
After solving the mystery, Wang Zheng continued to ask: "Are you here to develop in Magic City?"
Jiang Cheng shook his head: "I plan to attend university here, so I came over to take a look first."
When the two heard Jiang Cheng's words, they both involuntarily let out a curse.
"So you're only eighteen? This is a bit impressive..."
Both of them were now secretly surprised, naturally by the financial strength Jiang Cheng displayed at this age.
Although their family conditions were also good, they didn't have so much liquid capital at their disposal when they were eighteen.
At most, their monthly pocket money was only a few hundred thousand. How could they take out over twenty million at once to buy a watch?
"Just an ordinary family," Jiang Cheng said honestly.
"Look at what you're saying. If your condition is ordinary, then aren't the two of us scavengers?" Wang Zheng responded bluntly.
"Alright, stop pretending. There's probably nothing good left to bid on. This watch should be the finale of tonight. How about we go take a look at your watch?" Qin Fen suggested. After all, he was indeed very interested in that watch.
Jiang Cheng shrugged and nodded casually.
"Sure."
After saying that, the three of them went to the notary office. Jiang Cheng filled out the auction certificate, confirmation letter, and other materials, then transferred the money directly to their account.
Just then, the system gave a 'ding' notification.
Ding!
"Congratulations to the Host for leveling up again!"
"The Host can earn 1 yuan for every second spent in the world."
[Name: Jiang Cheng.]
[Age: 18 years old.]
[Height: 182 cm.]
[Attractiveness: 85 points.]
[Level: Level 7.]
[System Reserve Fund: 367,280 yuan (Can be withdrawn at any time)]
[System: 1 yuan/second.]
[Upgrade Experience: 23.9 million / 50 million.]
The 1 yuan he earned every second became 60 yuan a minute, 3,600 yuan an hour, and 86,400 yuan a day. His monthly salary turned into 2.592 million.
His annual salary directly broke through thirty million!
In this situation, even if Jiang Cheng did nothing and just lay flat every day, he would already surpass 99.99% of people.
But Jiang Cheng was not satisfied.
Because thirty million might be a lot for ordinary people, but for those born at the top, it was just a drop in the bucket.
Taking current housing prices as an example, in a place like Chengdu, just a single room costs 100,000 to 200,000. If you want to buy a villa, it starts at least at fifty million.
In Chengdu, fifty million can still buy a villa, but in a place like Magic City where land is at a premium, fifty million can only buy a flat of a few hundred square meters.
If you want to buy a villa in Magic City, you need at least one or two hundred million. Take Tomson Riviera here, for example; flats costing one or two'small goals' (100 million) are everywhere.
If you want to go a step further and buy a house in our capital, Yanjing, the price is another matter entirely.
For another example, the Richard Mille RM056 costs 18 million, and the price of a Patek Philippe Sky Moon Tourbillon is also over 17 million.
It seems the watch Jiang Cheng bought now is very luxurious, but it's actually just a stepping stone.
And the luxury yachts and private jets operated by people like Father Ma require several'small goals' to acquire.
So Jiang Cheng felt that he couldn't be called a truly rich person yet.
He could barely be considered a corner of the Tycoon world; in this world, he was still in the Unyielding Silver rank.
To step onto the life above the clouds, he still needed to continue fighting to the end.
Seeing that the system's reserve fund had reached 367,280 yuan, he immediately clicked to withdraw.
In the next second, he received a text message about the transferred funds.
After getting the watch, Jiang Cheng generously placed it on the table for the two of them to see.
The three of them looked at the Richard Mille inside the exquisite box on the table and couldn't help but exclaim.
It's so f*cking beautiful!
The entire strap was made of solid sapphire. The hands on the azure dial ticked second by second, and countless precision gears were presented directly before your eyes, filled with a wild charm like a powerful engine.
This Richard Mille RM056 was truly full of trendiness! Futurity! And a sense of technology!
It was simply pure mechanical aesthetics.
After seeing the actual product, Jiang Cheng understood why the Richard Mille brand, which had only been established for 15 years at this time, could directly catch up with the watch king Patek Philippe in terms of price and status.
Because compared to the steady and gentlemanly Patek Philippe,
Richard Mille seemed more like a vibrant, young, and trendy lad, full of sharpness and edge, which perfectly fit the aesthetics of today's young people.
The three of them chatted while looking. Just then, Jiang Cheng inadvertently glanced at the beauties around them and saw a familiar figure sitting in a corner of the cocktail party.
Looking at that figure, Jiang Cheng's lips curled slightly. After adding Wang Zheng and Qin Fen on wechat, Jiang Cheng impatiently walked toward that figure.
"Yu Xiaoxiao?"
As soon as Jiang Cheng spoke, Yu Xiaoxiao slowly raised her head, looking at Jiang Cheng with a slight frown.
Three seconds later, she covered her mouth with a panicked expression, a slender and translucent finger slowly pointing at Jiang Cheng: "You are, that night..."
Jiang Cheng found Yu Xiaoxiao's panicked expression suddenly interesting.
Subconsciously, Jiang Cheng stuck out the tip of his tongue toward Yu Xiaoxiao, performing the skill of a nimble tongue for her,
Directly rolling his tongue into a clover shape.