Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Obviously these people all brought personal bodyguards.

As soon as they came down from the booth, several bodyguards in black quickly joined them.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the bar, I saw that Wang Sheng had already parked the Red Flag car and two Rolls-Royces in front and behind the door.

Soon, seven or eight bodyguards came out from the side and quickly gathered around the Rolls-Royce.

Obviously, compared to them, the bodyguards around Jiang Cheng were more tightly distributed. Bodyguards stood in all directions of the bar and kept an eye on him at all times.

As long as Jiang Cheng takes any action, everyone will be notified via pager.

These bodyguards are professionally trained. They are not only agile but also highly alert and adaptable.

Their presence made the whole scene seem particularly solemn and majestic.

The people around were talking about it, and their eyes of envy and jealousy kept falling on the bodyguards.

"What the hell!! Bodyguards riding in a Rolls-Royce??"

"I'm sick of it. I've lived for more than 30 years and I've never ridden in a Rolls-Royce. Am I suitable to be a bodyguard?"

"I'm very curious, does the money of the rich come from Tiandi Bank? Why does it seem like my money is not from the same source?"

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Seeing that the people at the door were about to pick up their phones to take pictures, not only Jiang Cheng's bodyguard, but also the bodyguards of several other people stepped forward to block the camera's view.

Seeing a dozen big guys surrounding the man, the passers-by who were filming began to quietly put away their phones.

Wang Congcong, who followed Jiang Cheng out, saw the Hongqi car parked at the door, and immediately let go of the two girls and walked towards the Hongqi car.

"Fuck, Jiang Cheng, so this car is yours now?" Wang Congcong looked at the Red Flag car in front of him, his eyes full of envy and jealousy.

Jiang Cheng nodded: "Well, there is no other way, I have to open it."

Seeing Jiang Cheng being a little bit cocky, Wang Congcong said sourly: "You said it so reluctantly. If you don't like it, why don't you sell it to me?"

"Sure, just get the paperwork first."

"Fuck, this is so heartbreaking~~Forget it, I'll just take a ride in your car when I go abroad next time." Wang Congcong sighed helplessly. Although he wanted it very much, he had no choice but to give up.

Seeing Wang Congcong's envious face, He Youjun couldn't help but ask: "Brother Wang, is this car difficult to buy?"

Wang Congcong nodded vigorously: "Not only is it difficult to buy, it is also impossible to buy it even if you have money! Don't be fooled by its ordinary appearance, this is a special model, it is a life-saving car."

Hearing this, He Youjun and Zheng Zhigang immediately understood.

Since they also have similar cars, they naturally know the meaning behind it.

"So that's how it is. This is the logo. This is a Red Flag car, right?" He Youjun asked curiously.

Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded, indicating that he guessed correctly.

He Youjun continued, "Brother Cheng, your car has a similar license plate to my father's, both are 1."

Jiang Cheng smiled and replied, "I heard that your father's license plates all have only one number, and even the house number of his villa in Hong Kong Island is 1."

Since the rise of Douyin, not only can I see other people’s wives every day, but I also often see news about these shopping mall tycoons.

While big data recommended luxury watches and cars to him, even all the wealthy families recommended them to him.

After all, this is an era where traffic is king. Many gossip bloggers will dig up your entire family for traffic.

He Youjun nodded: "Yes, he said that people should try their best to be number one, so whether it is a car or a house, he only likes number 1."

Seeing that He Youjun was speaking for his father, no one said anything.

But everyone present knew that, after all, it was because of money that one could buy such license plates and villas.

If you don’t have money, how can you compete for the first place?

Wang Congcong continued with a smile, "Look at your family. They are so rich, and you work so hard. I heard that you are the youngest PhD in finance at MIT. That's amazing!"

Hearing Wang Congcong mention this topic, He Youjun also answered frankly: "Wow, Brother Wang, I didn't expect you to know about this. To be honest, I really didn't expect you to pay attention to this. Oh, speaking of this, I am really distressed. Many people have asked me similar questions. Although I didn't say it explicitly, I know in my heart that everyone is curious whether my academic qualifications are bought or real. Usually, I will tell them that it is real, but I also understand that everyone may not completely believe it."

He Youjun's response caught Jiang Cheng's attention, and he couldn't help but look at He Youjun a few more times.

I explained myself in a joking way without being humble or arrogant.

As expected, after he finished speaking, Zheng Zhigang spoke up: "You participated in the British Mathematics Olympiadtest before you entered school. I remember how many points you got."

“I scored 109 points.”

Hearing these words, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

The full score is 120 points. This is an all-England competition. It is amazing to get such a high score.

Zheng Zhigang continued, "You even represented the school in higher competitions at that time. Even I thought you were amazing."

Upon hearing this, Wang Congcong said bluntly, "You are so awesome. I am not afraid of you laughing at me. I was actually like everyone else. I thought you bought it. After all, I am like that myself. How many rich second-generations in China have real academic qualifications? I didn't expect you to be a real academic master. It's really a slap in the face."

After that, he put his arm around Jiang Cheng's shoulders and said to him with a smile: "Hey, it seems that we are the only two who are poor students."

Jiang Cheng was suddenly speechless.

"Fuck, I feel a little offended, but I can't seem to refute it."

Among the four, Jiang Cheng's academic qualifications are indeed the lowest.

But he didn't feel anything about this thing.

Given his current situation, he no longer needs academic qualifications as a stepping stone.

Jiang Cheng really doesn't care about this kind of face-saving project at all.

If you don't have the ability, why would you spend money to go abroad for a few years and get a degree?

It's just a waste of time and life.

Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, everyone present couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zheng Zhigang smiled and said, "You two don't care about these false names. If you really care about them, as he said, it's a matter of spending money. I think you two should live a comfortable life."

He Youjun also laughed: "Actually, I envy you guys. You lead an easy life, free and stress-free. Look at Brother Cheng. He drives such a nice car before he even graduated. His family must value him very much."