I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 765 - 454: Pillar of Shame, Work Hard and I’ll Buy You One Next Year - 3

Zhao Fei felt as if he had been nailed to the pillar of shame. When someone came to the dormitory to mock him, he furrowed his brow and chased them off. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"Get lost! If you want to gossip, go somewhere else!"

Gao Hongyi also received many messages on WeChat, all asking about the specifics of what happened. He didn't have the face to reply—he truly didn't have the face.

Inside the office of the deputy secretary of the School Youth League Committee.

Two wisps of blue smoke curled upward, Tang Hong and another middle-aged man were smoking together.

"This might not be a bad thing for them. Better to trip up early than stumble later in society," Tang Hong said calmly.

The middle-aged man asked, "That Mr. Shen—what exactly is his background?"

Tang Hong glanced at him and said, "He's a big entrepreneur, holding shares in several companies. I estimate his net worth to be at least several billion. He donated 20 million to Nanzhong University—15 million for research projects and 5 million to support impoverished students. Also, he's very close with District Chief Hua of Lu District."

The middle-aged man became increasingly alarmed as he listened. "Then... if things wrapped up like this this time, is there a chance he'll retaliate later?"

Tang Hong laughed. "Relax. Mr. Shen is a magnanimous person; he wouldn't trouble a couple of college students. Besides, even if he really wanted revenge, do you think you'd be able to defend against it?"

The middle-aged man forced a smile. "True."

Tang Hong continued, "Let your nephew reflect on this properly. I know my nephew well; he's not someone who stirs up trouble. This time, it was probably your nephew starting something."

The middle-aged man nodded in shame. "Apologies, Secretary Tang, for causing trouble for you. I'll go back and teach him a lesson."

.....

At this moment, Shen Yuan was on his way back to the Silver Lake Bay Villa. He had been drinking, so Tan Xin had to drive him home.

As for Chen Xinyu, he'd already arranged for the driver to take her home. She was probably all showered and fresh by now...

Maybe even tucked cozily in bed. Shen Yuan smiled wryly at the pleasant thought.

Just as he fastened his seatbelt, Shen Yuan suddenly lost his balance, slamming back against the seat rest. Before he could react, the Koenigsegg had shot forward.

Shen Yuan quickly grabbed the roof handle and looked toward Tan Xin in the driver's seat. "Tan Xin, what are you doing? Haven't you driven a sports car before?"

Tan Xin didn't respond, her gaze icy as she stared straight ahead. It was only then that Shen Yuan realized—Tan Xin was taking revenge on him.

"Alright, alright! If you keep this up, I'll grab your thigh!"

Fueled by liquid courage, Shen Yuan actually placed his hand close to Tan Xin's thigh.

Tan Xin shot him a glare and had no choice but to slow the car down. Yet even as the speed dropped, Shen Yuan still let his hand rest there, even taking the opportunity to give her thigh a couple of pats.

"Ah, sorry about that! Couldn't control myself... maybe drank too much," Shen Yuan apologized, but before pulling his hand back, he sneaked in another couple of touches.

To his surprise, even through the athletic pants, he could feel the smoothness of Tan Xin's legs.

He couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to touch them without the pants... A pair of legs honed by regular exercise must feel incredibly firm. Shen Yuan indulged in his own little reverie.

Tan Xin flushed with shame and anger, her face reddened, and she stomped on the accelerator hard.

Shen Yuan clung tightly to the roof handle again. "Alright, alright, my fault! My fault! I promise I won't touch again."

Tan Xin didn't believe a word he was saying and continued speeding up.

Eventually, after a bit of chaos, she relented and stabilized the speed. After all, he was her boss, and taking it too far wouldn't do.

As they neared Silver Lake Bay, Shen Yuan suddenly asked, "Tan Xin, what kind of car do you like?"

Tan Xin turned to glance at him but said nothing.

"I'm serious," Shen Yuan added.

Tan Xin remained silent for a while before replying. "The Xiaomi SU7 Ultra."

"Huh? That car isn't even on the market yet."

Shen Yuan was an auto enthusiast himself and knew that Leizi had only launched the Xiaomi SU7 this year. The performance sports car version wasn't slated for release until early next year.

"I saw some spy photos; I really like it," Tan Xin said lightly.

Shen Yuan nodded and mentally noted how well Leizi was doing—people were already flocking to cars that hadn't even launched yet. Not only family cars, but they were even making performance sports cars now.

Since Tan Xin liked cars, Shen Yuan decided to tempt her with a promise. "Work hard for me for a few months, and if I'm satisfied, when that car launches early next year, I'll gift you one."