How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Standing beside him, Fang Xun considerately asked, "Mr. Gu, would you like me to ask the kitchen to make some more for you?"

Seemingly reminded of the way he had just wolfed down his food as if reincarnated from a starving ghost, Gu Heng felt a bit embarrassed and gave an awkward smile, "That’s enough, eating too much in the morning isn’t good. I’ve heard there are lots of famous snacks in Wuzhen, so I should save some room to try those."

Having been indulged in luxury meals the past few days, he even started to worry...

Would he still be able to enjoy his mom’s home cooking when he got back?

Knowing his mother, if he dared to be picky or unappreciative, she’d dare to whack him with the spatula and add a "Little wretch, eat if you want, if not, scram..."

Remembering the controlled terror of his childhood, Gu Heng quickly shook his head to dismiss those childhood shadows from his mind and turned to Fang Xun, "Miss Fang, you seem very familiar with Wuzhen. Are there any fun places you can take me to?"

"Didn’t Mr. Gu do any research before coming to Wuzhen?"

Gu Heng spread his hands, everything was left unsaid.

With a chuckle, her white jade-like hand covering her mouth, Fang Xun said, "Then let me help you plan your day, Mr. Gu..."

Looking at those slender fingers and fair-skinned hands, Gu Heng couldn’t help but take a few more glimpses...

Such beautiful hands would be a pity not to hold something...

Once this thought crossed his mind, Gu Heng realized he was becoming more dangerous. With several years of pent-up frustration, if he didn’t find a release soon, he might find himself straying into some massage parlor, treading the road of crime...

"Alright, let’s get going then."

"Just wait a few minutes for me, Mr. Gu, I’ll change into something more suitable. It’s not quite appropriate to be a guide in work clothes," she said.

"Okay, I’ll wait for you at the hotel entrance."

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A few minutes later, the hotel staff had already parked Gu Heng’s car out front.

Gu Heng, who was idly playing with his phone by the car door, saw Fang Xun, now changed into casual attire...

Compared to the allure of her work uniform, this set of casual clothes displayed a different charm on her...

The contours of her well-proportioned figure were not hidden by the loose casual wear, still prominent and dynamic. Her shoulder-length hair was tied into a simple high ponytail, making her look several years younger instantly, but it still couldn’t erase the mature womanly aura about her...

Before Gu Heng could even speak, Fang Xun, somewhat incredulously, turned to him, "Mr. Gu... is this your car?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Gu Heng feigned nonchalance, "What else?"

Although she was trying hard to control her emotions, the surprise on her face was still evident...

Fang Xun had initially thought Gu Heng was just a college student from a somewhat well-off family, staying in villas just for occasional experiences.

After all, having been a private butler in hotels for so many years, she had seen all sorts of people...

Those who puff themselves up to look important, pretending to be rich second-generation kids, opening top-tier rooms with their dates, secretly haggling prices behind the scenes like Shrimp Head Man.

And those who bite the bullet hard, spending months of salary just for one night’s experience like Big Bull...

But upon seeing the pale blue Bentley Flying Spur in front of her, she realized how small she had been thinking...

Rich people driving luxury cars are not uncommon; in a tourist area like Wuzhen, there are many wealthy individuals who arrive in luxury cars. What is rare is a rich person born after 2000 driving a luxury car...

Watching Fang Xun’s changing expressions, Gu Heng roughly guessed what was on her mind.

He was secretly elated...

Isn’t that the purpose of buying a luxury car?

After showing off inconspicuously, Gu Heng spoke again, "You can drive, can’t you, Miss Fang?"

"Ah?"

Caught off guard, Fang Xun quickly recovered and nodded, "I can, but I’ve never driven such a nice car before. I’m afraid..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Heng stuffed the car keys into her hand.

"As long as you can drive, you don’t need to worry about anything else. Today you’re my driver and tour guide, do well and there’s a reward in it for you~"

Having said that, he didn’t care what she was thinking and directly opened the door and sat down in the back seat.

Leaning back in the comfortable seat, feeling the spacious room in the back, Gu Heng’s eyes slightly narrowed...

Truly befitting of a business car...

This back seat is way more comfortable than the driver’s seat...

Should I buy another car after the new year?

Get a supercar, anything like a Big Bull, Ferrari 458, or McLaren is fair game...

Then hire a full-time driver.

One car to show off on the streets, another car for travel enjoyment—fully experience the life of the capitalist class.

As Gu Heng was planning his delightful future, the driver’s door was opened, and Fang Xun, somewhat restrained, sat down and dutifully fastened her seatbelt, while also curiously looking around at the car’s interior...

After almost a minute of dawdling, Fang Xun finally started the car...

Gu Heng didn’t rush her, instead, he comfortably rested his head on the massage pillow and said, "Have you thought about where to take me first?"

"What?"

From the moment she sat in Gu Heng’s car, Fang Xun’s originally prided professional demeanor had halved, and her speech was clearly not as fluent as before...

"Mr. Gu..."

"Just call me Gu Heng, when we go out later, if you keep calling me Mr. Gu, others will think I’m some rich young master on an inspection tour."

Hearing this, Fang Xun couldn’t help but turn back and take a glance at Gu Heng...

"Aren’t you a rich young master?"

"Five generations of farmers, red and dedicated, a proper successor to socialism—don’t compare me with those heirs of capitalism..."

Listening to Gu Heng’s slightly teasing words, Fang Xun couldn’t help but cover her mouth and smile. She just assumed that it was Gu Heng’s approachable personality. A post-00s driving a car worth millions, if not a rich second generation, what is it?

Gu Heng knew what she was thinking, but was too lazy to explain.

He wasn’t joking; he truly was from five generations of poor farmers. Not to mention five generations; even if you look back ten generations, there might not have been any great figures, so he could probably count as a self-made rich first-generation, right?

A rich first-generation with cheats is still a rich first-generation...

"Then you can just call me by my name too, Miss Fang sounds too distant."

Upon hearing that, the corners of Gu Heng’s mouth, though his eyes were closed, slightly curled upwards...

As a man, he could clearly feel the change in Fang Xun’s attitude towards him...

And that was exactly the effect he wanted...

Previously scrolling through TikTok, he always saw people in the comments saying how chasing girls is so hard nowadays...

Is it hard?

Not really, right?

It’s not that chasing girls is too difficult; it’s because they don’t have a Bentley to use as a doorstop...

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PS: Don’t worry, there will definitely be updates; it’s not an abandoned story.