From Wage Slave to Tycoon

Leaving the menswear store, Su Chen couldn’t help but wince.

’Sheesh... The National Gold Center is really on another level. Some brand I’ve never even heard of, BC... Six outfits cost me 120,000 yuan. If I’d gone to one of those famous luxury stores, wouldn’t it have cost even more...’

’But then again, this polo shirt that costs several thousand yuan is definitely way better than my old clothes that only cost a few dozen!’

After that brief reflection, Su Chen made a beeline for the upper floors. His stomach had been growling for ages!

He found a Sichuan restaurant that seemed to be doing good business and casually ordered two of its signature dishes—twice-cooked pork and fish-fragrant shredded pork!

He had to admit... the cooking at this Sichuan restaurant was genuinely good. The fish-fragrant shredded pork, in particular, was made in the authentic Sichuan style.

It only had pickled chilies, ginger, garlic, and a sweet and sour sauce—none of that shredded carrot or bamboo shoot nonsense.

With just those two dishes, Su Chen polished off four full bowls of rice, prompting the waiter to give him a few extra glances.

When the bill came—holy crap...

Two hundred fifty-eight!

Before, this would have been enough for Su Chen to live on for a whole week.

As he was leaving the Sichuan restaurant, Su Chen caught a glimpse of his own thick head of hair in a glass pane. He stopped and ran a hand through it.

He looked it up on his phone and found a well-known hair design studio on the third floor of the National Gold Center.

"i HAIR!"

The moment he walked in, a young female receptionist hurried over to greet him.

"Hello, sir. Are you here for styling or a wash and massage?"

"Styling!"

Su Chen’s gaze swept across the room. He noticed i HAIR was doing quite well; there were hardly any empty seats.

"Sir, do you have a price range in mind? We have four options: 588, 888, 1288, and 1888!"

The receptionist went on to explain the differences between the price points. After a moment of thought, Su Chen said, "I’ll go with the 1888 one."

"This way, sir. We’ll start with a wash and massage!"

Like a robot, Su Chen lay down on the washing station as instructed by the receptionist.

’So comfortable...’

Su Chen had expected a simple hair wash, but to his surprise, the shampoo girl started giving him a massage right away.

And it wasn’t just a head massage; she massaged everything from his legs to his hands and then his head.

Interestingly, the shampoo girls here were all very young, around twenty-three or twenty-four, and every one of them had a curvy figure. You could say they were all beauties.

They were also dressed lightly, and from time to time, the shampoo girl would "accidentally" brush her chest against him, making Su Chen a little embarrassed.

But seeing the faint, practiced smile on her face, it seemed she was used to it. Su Chen understood... ’This is probably part of the service!’

After being washed and massaged for about an hour, Su Chen finally met his stylist.

He looked to be in his thirties, wearing a vest, and his first impression on Su Chen was one of professionalism.

"Hello, I’m Kevin, the chief stylist at i HAIR. Handsome, what kind of style are you looking for?"

Su Chen thought for a moment before saying, "Just design something based on my face shape!"

After all, in his memory... the only hairstyles he’d ever had were a buzz cut or a simple choppy cut.

Kevin held a comb and gestured around Su Chen’s head for a minute or two before deciding on a style.

After explaining it to Su Chen, he got to work.

The chief stylist lived up to his title. His movements were incredibly swift and precise. Su Chen watched in the mirror as his appearance gradually transformed.

Half an hour later, Su Chen found that he looked completely different.

If he looked a bit greasy and unkempt before... now he looked like a bright and cheerful young man!

"Sir, are you satisfied?" Kevin asked, his face full of confidence.

Su Chen looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Not bad. The chief stylist really lives up to his name. This skill is seriously nice."

Seeing Su Chen’s satisfaction, a glint appeared in Kevin’s eyes. He smiled and said, "Sir, do you live nearby?"

"Mhm, just nearby," Su Chen replied casually, tidying his new hair.

Hearing this, Kevin became much more enthusiastic. He knew that anyone who could live near the Lujiazui commercial center had to be either rich or powerful.

"Sir, if you’re satisfied with my skills, why not get a membership card with us?"

"A membership card?" Su Chen was stunned. ’Wow, give him an inch and he’ll take a mile!’

"Maybe next time." After a moment’s thought, Su Chen politely declined.

Hearing this, Kevin took an exquisitely made business card from his jacket pocket and handed it to Su Chen with both hands. "This is my card. Next time you come, you can just ask for me directly!"

Su Chen took the card, glanced at it, and casually slipped it into his pocket.

After paying at the front desk, Su Chen left i HAIR, seen off by a cheerful Kevin.

After leaving i HAIR, Su Chen had no intention of shopping any more, so he took the elevator straight down to the parking garage.

Sitting in his car, Su Chen lit a cigarette and started puffing away.

He mentally summarized the day.

120,000 for clothes, over two hundred for a meal, and 1,888 for a haircut!

He’d spent over a hundred thousand yuan in just half a day! This was something he would have never dared to imagine in his wildest dreams.

’Is this the life of a rich person?’

With the arrival of the system... Su Chen, who was used to being frugal, hadn’t yet adapted to this sudden change.

But after today’s spending spree, Su Chen came to understand one thing.

’Being rich is so damn awesome!’

In that instant... Su Chen became more confident, and the light in his eyes grew brighter!

...

"Okay, I get it. Just have them delivered to the house. I’m on my way back now!"

Su Chen had just driven out of the National Gold Center when he got a call from Chen Mengyan, who told him that the clothes he had bought had been delivered.

Su Chen, who had originally planned to take a stroll along the Bund, had no choice but to head home.

When Su Chen got home, he saw Chen Mengyan squatting by the front gate, playing on her phone. Next to her was an exquisite little cart, piled high with shopping bags.

Chen Mengyan’s outfit today was stunning. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a white blouse paired with a hip-hugging skirt, and black calf-high socks that gave her a youthful aura.

"Young Master Su!" Chen Mengyan quickly stood up.

Her nimble movement also gave Su Chen a demonstration of what could only be described as a "dynamic light wave"!

The sight of that pale, jiggling motion instantly brought a classic old song to his mind.

’"One mountain after another, a whole mountain range!"’

"Sorry to keep you waiting!" Su Chen said as he opened the gate.

"Not at all, not at all. I just got here myself." Chen Mengyan’s eyes lit up as she looked at the seemingly transformed Su Chen.

The difference between the Su Chen of today and the Su Chen of before was like night and day, so it was no wonder Chen Mengyan was staring.

Su Chen glanced at the dozen or so shopping bags on the cart, walked over, and picked up seven or eight of them. Seeing this, Chen Mengyan quickly grabbed the remaining few.

After neatly putting away the clothes he’d bought, Su Chen remembered about getting a housekeeper.

"Mengyan, do you have any resources for housekeepers?"

"A housekeeper?"

Chen Mengyan was taken aback for a second, but she quickly recovered.

"Yes, Young Master Su. We have a special partnership with a domestic services company. Do you have any specific requirements for the housekeeper?"

"Hmm, find me a woman in her forties. Someone quick on her feet. But most importantly, she has to be trustworthy." ’They say you can know a person’s face but not their heart, and Su Chen didn’t want to hire a thief into his home.’

"No problem. I can find someone suitable by the day after tomorrow at the latest!"

"It’s not that urgent, just keep an eye out. Also, I’m heading back to Mountain City in the next couple of days. I might be there for a month or two, so you’ll need to remember to arrange for regular housekeeping to clean the place," Su Chen said as he flopped onto the sofa.

Hearing that Su Chen was going back to Mountain City and would be there for one or two months, Chen Mengyan bit her lip and asked tentatively, "Young Master Su, do you need me to accompany you?"

For some reason he couldn’t explain, Su Chen blurted out, "I’m going home to visit my parents. What would you come with me for? You don’t want to meet my parents, do you?"

"Ah... I... I..." Hearing this, Chen Mengyan’s face instantly turned bright red, and she became tongue-tied.

"Alright, I was just kidding. You can go for now. I’ll call you if I need anything!" Su Chen knew his words had been a bit suggestive, so he quickly sent Chen Mengyan on her way.

"Okay, Young Master Su!" Chen Mengyan gave a slight bow and trotted away.