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

The next day.

The noise downstairs woke Gu Heng up in his small bed.

Touching his still aching head from the hangover, Gu Heng tried to recall the details of last night...

It seemed like he had settled accounts with his uncle, and then his younger uncle and his family casually had a bite and took Gu Xinran back with them.

He and his dad opened two bottles of Moutai, one each, eating from after eight until nearly one in the morning...

He couldn't remember the specifics anymore, only that towards the end, the family of three was hugging and weeping together... it seemed like they were venting all those unbearable past grievances...

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.....

Looking around the simple bedroom without even a TV, Gu Heng felt a bit dazed...

It was as if getting the system was nothing but a dream.

After sobering up a bit, Gu Heng got dressed and headed downstairs...

It was only when he reached downstairs that he found out who was responsible for waking him up...

The Bentley Flying Spur he had recklessly parked in the center of the courtyard was being debated loudly by about seven or eight neighbors like some kind of exhibit, with Xu Hong standing nearby, all smiles.

"Wow, such a big car! It looks even nicer and more impressive than the Audi that Li's second son brought back a few days ago!"

A middle-aged woman looked on enviously, her mouth spitting out an endless stream of exclamation marks...

"Of course it's impressive! The money for Li's second son's Audi could only buy one tire of this car!"

"What? I don't believe it! Don't talk nonsense.

I heard that his car costs over three hundred thousand! Just one tire? Is this car made of gold or what?"

Hearing someone doubting the price of her son's car, Xu Hong, who had been smiling by the side, was about to step forward, but then she heard the man who had just rebutted the middle-aged woman speak again, "You really should believe it! Don't you like to browse Douyin? Just search Bentley on Douyin, and you'll see I'm not lying to you!

This car, it's several million!"

Having said that, he looked at Xu Hong with a smile and continued, "Sister Hong, isn't that the price?"

When Xu Hong heard someone verifying her son's worth, her smile grew even broader, flaunting that ancestral Gu family artistry, and she waved her hands nonchalantly, "It's not much money, from what my son said, I think it's about 3.8 million?"

"How much?"

"3.8 million."

Oh my!

The middle-aged woman quickly withdrew her hand, which she had been about to extend to touch the car.

It wasn't just her; the other villagers around instinctively stepped back a few steps.

A car worth several million—if they bumped or scratched it, they'd have to sell their ancestral homes just to afford the repairs!

"Your son is really something now, able to afford a big car worth millions!"

"What do you mean something? He's just messing around outside."

Mothers are such contradictory creatures.

If you criticize her son in front of her, she can turn against you in an instant.

But if you praise her son to her face, she will reluctantly belittle him...

Gu Heng stood at the door watching his mother's hard-to-control smiles and couldn't help but join in the laughter.

Why did he even think about renting a car to show off when he was broke?

Satisfying his vanity was one reason, but more than that, he wanted to make his parents proud in their village...

Now, Gu Heng didn't even have to try to show off.

Why, you ask?

Because you don't need to say much, the Bentley will speak for you!

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"Mom."

Hearing the call, Xu Hong quickly turned around and saw Gu Heng standing at the door.

"Son, why are you up already? Why not sleep a little longer?"

Her son had finally made her proud, Xu Hong hadn't been this happy in over a decade—the motherly BUFF was at full throttle.

"I'm hungry, got anything to eat?"

"Yes, yes, yes! How about I fry you a couple of eggs?"

"Sure!"

Seeing his mother's ever-present smile, Gu Heng felt a warm glow in his heart.

Those millions were well spent!

Now it was past ten in the morning. If this were the past, waking up at such an awkward time, wanting to eat fried eggs? He would have been lucky not to get a slap on the ear.

This kind of pampering would only last a couple of days, so he might as well enjoy it while he could...

While his mother was busy in the kitchen, Gu Heng also took the opportunity to walk around smoking, then, with a cigarette in his mouth, he began to greet each of his decades-old neighbors one by one.

"Wow, Supreme 95, that's a fine cigarette!"

"Xiaoheng, it looks like you've really made it."

"I've always seen you as capable since you were young, look, I wasn't wrong, was I?"

"I remember that fortune-teller who's been dead for several years once said, our village has accumulated fortune over hundreds of years, and this generation was bound to produce a great person—I reckon that fortune-teller was talking about Xiaoheng!"

"Right, I was there with Xu Hong at the township health clinic the day Xiaoheng was born, I could tell something was off in the sky then! There was something on both sides hanging, a moon and a sun, it was really bizarre!"

"Hey hey hey! Don't talk nonsense!"

Gu Heng was initially enjoying the flattery, but as it got more and more extravagant, he quickly cut them off.

If these fools kept going, he'd probably end up being labeled some sort of reincarnation of a deity born under an unusual celestial phenomenon...

This was modern society, after all. In ancient times, if such talk spread, he would have been executed along with his entire clan!

Fortunately, his mother was quick, frying the eggs in just a few minutes and calling Gu Heng to eat. Gu Heng took the chance to slip away, leaving the group still discussing in the yard...