Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

The dinner lasted for two hours. After a final toast to prosperity, the group left the private room, talking and laughing. Su Ran and Zhao Yang were at the front desk, playfully fighting over who would pay.

The receptionist smiled and said, "Gentlemen, someone has already paid your bill."

Paid?

Not only were Su Ran and Zhao Yang surprised, but the five girls were as well.

After all, having someone else cover your bill in front of friends, especially ladies, really makes you look good.

But Su Ran didn’t know any other rich people in Shanghai, so he could only assume it was one of Zhao Yang’s friends. He said, "You’ve got some impressive friends, Zhao Yang. Next time, it’s my treat. We should invite your friend along."

Zhao Yang scratched his head. ’It’s not impossible that one of my friends would pay for me,’ he thought, ’but to pay and then not even show their face? That doesn’t add up. They’d either pay and then come in for a toast; there’s no way they’d act like an unsung hero.’ So he asked, "Excuse me, who paid the bill?"

"That gentleman over there."

Everyone looked in the direction the receptionist was pointing. They saw a man in his early thirties, dressed in a crisp suit, enjoying a meal with a beautiful woman in the main dining hall.

Zhao Yang shook his head. He didn’t know him.

Neither did Su Ran.

However, when the woman turned her head, Su Ran recognized her. It was Wang Xiaoxiao, the guide manager from the International Finance Center. She had changed out of her work uniform and into a beautiful dress—an expensive-looking one that showed off her cleavage, giving her a very feminine allure.

When Wang Xiaoxiao saw Su Ran, she smiled and waved. Su Ran put on a smile and walked over, calling out politely, "Sister Wang, you’re here too. Did you pay our bill just now?"

Wang Xiaoxiao said, "I can’t afford a bill that expensive. This handsome man with me is the one who paid."

Su Ran looked at the man in the suit. He had a refined look, and his clothes and accessories were all from luxury brands. Su Ran didn’t know him.

The man stood up, walked toward Su Ran, and gentlemanly extended his hand. Speaking with a Xiangjiang accent, he said, "Young Master Su, hello. My name is Wu Kai. It’s a pleasure to meet you."

"Wu Kai?" Zhao Yang was suddenly filled with awe. This was the grandson of President Wu of Jiulong Cang, the future heir to the corporation.

Su Ran didn’t know any of this, but seeing him with Wang Xiaoxiao and hearing his surname was Wu, he figured he was most likely from the Wu’s.

"It’s a pleasure to meet you, too."

"I’m here at the International Finance Center for a corporate event since it’s the end of the year, and I just happened to be eating here. I saw you and your friends earlier but didn’t want to disturb you. Let’s talk on the phone when you have time." Wu Kai kept his words brief, handing a business card to Su Ran.

In truth, Su Ran didn’t want this side of his identity exposed, as it would interfere with his life.

Wu Kai understood this, so he didn’t prolong the conversation, knowing it was best to keep it brief.

"Okay, well, enjoy your meal. We’ll talk on the phone when we’re free." Su Ran also kept his words brief. ’After all,’ he thought, ’people of their status don’t need to stand around in public gushing like long-lost friends. They just need to meet up privately sometime to build a connection.’

"Young Master Wu, enjoy your meal. We’ll be going now."

"Take care."

"Don’t get up."

Su Ran figured this Wu Kai was probably in Shanghai on an "incognito tour." ’Wang Xiaoxiao was lucky enough to catch his eye,’ he thought. ’He’ll probably just play around with her for a few days.’

Su Ran led the way out of the restaurant. Liu Jinyu and the others followed for a few steps, growing more and more confused, before turning back. She asked, "You’re President Wu, right? May I ask, why do you know Su Ran?"

Wu Kai smiled but hadn’t yet spoken when Wang Xiaoxiao cut in, "You don’t know?"

"Know what?"

"Su Ran is the great lucky charm of our Jiulong Cang! He bought our company’s stock twice on the Xiangjiang market, and it skyrocketed both times. In Xiangjiang, he’s known as the ’God of Stocks.’ Everyone calls him Young Master Su!"

"Young Master Su?"

"That’s right."

"Su Ran?"

"That’s right."

Everyone gasped.

The four girls’ minds went blank. Xiao Wanqing’s face turned beet red. ’No wonder Su Ran was trying so hard not to laugh when I kept going on and on about Young Master Su,’ she thought. ’I was bragging about how amazing he was right to his face. I could just die of embarrassment!’

Gao Lu was also stunned. ’I can’t believe it’s Su Ran. But there’s no room for doubt, not when one of the Wu’s is standing right here.’

Gao Lu asked, "So, your warm reception tonight... it was because of Su Ran’s other identity, wasn’t it?"

Zhao Yang exclaimed, "That’s right! His identity as Young Master Su!"