I am not just a tycoon

While having breakfast, Shen Yuan received a call from Lih Xiao, the counselor.

Lih Xiao said that the school had already agreed to his demands, and they would draft the documents in the next few days before starting to promote the entrepreneurship base, from the college to the departments and then to the specific classes, all will receive the documents and notifications.

At that time, students who were interested in entrepreneurship would need to submit application forms and business plans, among other materials.

The gathered application forms would first be submitted to the Youth League Committee, and then transferred to Shen Yuan for assessment and review.

This didn't surprise Shen Yuan, as the school hadn't received any investment for such a long time and was eager to finalize things as soon as possible.

The conditions Shen Yuan offered actually had little impact on the school; they only cared about whether the entrepreneurship base project could officially kick off, as it would add a new selling point to their recruitment brochure and help them secure government support.

Lih Xiao also mentioned that the school suggested giving priority to students who excelled both in character and learning.

At that point, Shen Yuan naturally said, "Of course, I will definitely give priority to these students."

"By the way, counselor, I want to ask if the application form will include height, weight, and a personal 1-inch photo?"

Shen Yuan asked.

"I haven't seen the template yet."

Lih Xiao pondered on the phone for a moment, "Why, do you want to include all that information? What does it have to do with height and weight?"

Shen Yuan seriously said, "Of course, it matters. A qualified entrepreneur definitely needs a good physique and appearance, and one can also judge a student's self-discipline by their appearance. I have very high standards."

Lih Xiao felt something was off but thought it was a minor issue, "Okay, I'll check the template first when the time comes. If it's not there, I'll add it."

"Alright."

Shen Yuan then spoke, "Who will I coordinate with about these matters? I can't always trouble you, counselor."

"The Youth League Committee's student cadre will liaise with you, Secretary Lui will make arrangements later,"

Lih Xiao replied.

"That's fine, I don't have other issues for now."

"By the way, Shen Yuan, my sister and I are moving tomorrow morning. You'll be free tomorrow morning, right?"

"I am."

"That's settled then."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yuan quickly finished the remaining two buns and glanced at his phone. In the speakeasy's three-person group, Li Yuhang had just posted a video of the ongoing decorations.

From the video, the decoration was mostly complete, except for some soft furnishings that hadn't arrived; everything else was essentially finished.

Li Yuhang was quite efficient. With this pace, the speakeasy could open in at most half a month.

Just then, Shen Yuan's phone buzzed again with a WeChat message from Coach Liew.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing much, just resting. I will head out around 12:30."

Shen Yuan replied.

Today, he had scheduled meetings with two decoration companies to discuss the design plans for his villa.

Yesterday morning, Shen Yuan contacted two decoration companies, and upon hearing that his budget was 20 million, they immediately arranged for designers to measure the site and hurriedly prepared preliminary design proposals. Today, Shen Yuan was scheduled to discuss these at the companies.

Indeed, the power of money was strong; when people saw money, their working pace accelerated.

"Where are you going, need company?"

Shen Yuan couldn't help but reply with a smile, "You said it yourself, why would I take you if you're just dragging along?"

"But I'm going to discuss plans at the decoration company. If you're free, you can join."

Shen Yuan thought, although Liew Menglu was a bit bland, she provided emotional value for men. Having a sexy beauty like her during the discussion wouldn't be bad.

Liew Menglu replied instantly, "Sure, I'm free. You should pick me up at noon; I'll be at the gym."

"Okay."

It was another scorching day in Star City. As soon as Shen Yuan stepped downstairs, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his body. He first hailed a DiDi to pick up his car, then drove to the Leke Fitness Center.

Forty minutes later, Shen Yuan arrived at the Leke Fitness Center in his Defender.

He sent a WeChat message to Liew Menglu saying, "I'm here," and she replied that she needed to change clothes and asked him to wait 5 minutes.

Shen Yuan thought to himself, women do dawdle.

With nothing better to do, he decided to get out of the car and stretch; staying cooped up was uncomfortable, and he still had to drive another forty to fifty minutes to the decoration company.

"Brother, waiting for someone?"

A male voice suddenly rang out from beside him, and Shen Yuan turned to see a man in his thirties, slightly chubby, striking up a conversation.

The man was not tall, wearing a white POLO shirt and light-colored shorts, and sported a Rolex Hulk Submariner on his wrist, looking quite wealthy.

"Yeah, that's right,"

Shen Yuan didn't know him and casually responded.

"Let me guess, waiting for a woman?"

The man showed an amiable smile.

"Yeah."

Shen Yuan nodded indifferently, as he wasn't in the habit of making small talk with strangers.

But it seemed the man was quite chatty and continued, "Your Defender looks nice; I checked it out at the dealership when I was buying a car too."

"Thank you."

Shen Yuan returned a polite smile, still watching the entrance to the fitness center.

"But this car, chasing ordinary girls it's fine, but it's not enough for high-quality women."

The man spoke with a tone of someone who had been there.

"Oh? How so?"

Shen Yuan became somewhat interested.

"Land Rovers aren't selling well right now, they don't have much presence, and since many women don't understand cars, they won't even recognize your car's logo. When you take it out, people will think it's just some ordinary domestic car."

"That's true."

Shen Yuan agreed with this view. Land Rover was indeed being bought by fewer people, and its logo wasn't as recognizable as those of Mercedes, BMW, or Audi.

To someone who didn't know cars, it was all the same.

"Big brother, what car do you drive then?"

Shen Yuan was curious.

"Benz G-Class."

"As long as you work hard, you'll be driving a Benz G-Class someday!"

The man smiled confidently, pulled out a car key from his pocket, pressed the unlock button, and immediately, the white Benz G-Class parked behind him flashed its lights.

Shen Yuan didn't expect this guy to have such an imposing presence and couldn't help but laugh, "Looks like big brother has worked really hard."

"Hehe, somewhat."

The Benz G-Class man, with hands in his pockets and a slight smile on his lips, was about to say something more to Shen Yuan, but at that moment, Liew Menglu came downstairs with a smile.

Today she was wearing a black strap dress with a white bow tie at her neck and showing a lot of her pale chest and arms. Her slightly curly hair fell to both sides, adorned also with a big black bow.

Both from the features and from the figure, Liew Menglu absolutely met every man's girlfriend fantasy.

Shen Yuan was about to go forward to greet her but was beaten to it by the Benz G-Class man.

"Meng Lu, you're finally off work, I've been waiting for a long time, let's go have dinner together."

Seeing this man, Liew Menglu wasn't surprised and offered a light smile,

"Fan Zhenguang, sorry, but I'm going to dinner with a friend today, and I've just sent you a message on WeChat."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Being an attractive woman, Liew Menglu naturally did not lack admirers, and many coaches at the gym who considered themselves in good standing, as well as numerous male members, had pursued her.

Any suitor she felt didn't measure up she would reject, making her quite adept at turning people down.

Fan Zhenguang was a rich second-generation who drove a Benz G-Class and also was a VIP member of her gym, having bought many courses from her, indeed he was very wealthy, once the biggest catch in her pond.

But upon Shen Yuan's arrival, Fan Zhenguang had been relegated to second place.

Even though on paper, a G500 was much more expensive than a Defender—over a million more—but from Liew Menglu's perspective,

Fan Zhenguang's G500 was bought with his parents' money, and the Hulk Submariner was a gift from them during New Year; in reality, the money he could spend himself was very limited, barely in the high tens of thousands each month.

Shen Yuan, however, was different. Even though he drove a 900,000 yuan Defender, he could casually buy a 3 million yuan house, indicating his net worth was definitely not just 3 million, at least in the tens of millions, if not more.

For example, one man has 2 million and is willing to give it all to you; another has 200 million and can only give you 20 million for now.

In this situation, most women would choose the second man.

Although Fan Zhenguang was indeed behind Shen Yuan, his circumstances were quite decent among ordinary people. It was precisely because of this that Liew Menglu continued to keep him around, hence the polite refusal.

Fan Zhenguang was not discouraged, "No worries, I can join you and your friend for lunch; my treat."

"As long as your friend doesn't mind," he added.

"He minds."

Shen Yuan finally stood up and said with a smile, "Sorry, bro, but I don't like dining with people who drive a Benz G-Class."

Liew Menglu was slightly taken aback, What does not wanting to eat with people have to do with driving a Benz G-Class?

"Sorry...."

Liew Menglu apologized again politely and then climbed into the passenger seat of Shen Yuan's Defender.

Fan Zhenguang stood frozen in place, clearly not having expected it. He stared blankly as Liew Menglu got into the passenger seat of the Defender and the car drove off several hundred meters before he could grasp the situation.

A girl a Benz G-Class couldn't charm was wooed by a guy in a Defender?

"Let's go, Little Brother Shen Yuan, we'll head to dinner first."

Liew Menglu said with a laugh on the drive, "There's a barbecue place nearby that's not bad, want to give it a try?"

"Sure, you lead the way."

Shen Yuan nodded.

As Liew Menglu gave directions, she also said, "Fan Zhenguang is a VIP at our gym, he's spent quite a bit of money, and his family is really rich. That G500 costs over 2 million."

Liew Menglu paused at this point.

Shen Yuan turned to look at her, "And then?"

"He's been pursuing me for a long time, but I've never agreed,"

Liew Menglu said.

"Oh."

Shen Yuan responded nonchalantly.

Seeing that Shen Yuan showed no reaction, Liew Menglu felt somewhat displeased and puffed her rosy cheeks, "You're not talking much today, not like usual."

"What should I say?"

Shen Yuan glanced sidelong to the right, noticing Liew Menglu's mood was somewhat downcast.

Of course, he knew what Liew Menglu was thinking; it was basically to inform him that she had options and other excellent suitors.

The aim was to instill a sense of urgency in him.

If he showed he cared, it would mean falling into Liew Menglu's trap.

Shen Yuan certainly wasn't going to fall for it. The more indifferent he appeared, the more insecure Liew Menglu would feel.

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