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

Lu Yuan looked at Gu Heng's attire; he understood what Gu Heng had just been up to and said with a smile, "So how was it? Did you have a good time?"

Gu Heng smiled as he found a sofa to sit down on, "Not bad, I've never been to a private club before, so trying it out suddenly, it was quite novel."

Hearing Gu Heng's words, Lu Yuan shook his head with a smile, then introduced him to the other two, "This is a little brother of mine, Gu Heng, a top-notch racer. He spent nearly 60 million and snatched two cars from my garage."
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After hearing Lu Yuan's words, the two men who initially didn't focus on Gu Heng for long were somewhat surprised.

They could certainly see that Gu Heng wasn't old.

But the fact that he could spend 60 million on two sports cars had already proved Gu Heng's wealth, which was exactly why the two men were somewhat astonished.

The two also nodded at Gu Heng in a friendly manner, as a way of greeting.

After introducing Gu Heng, Lu Yuan pointed with his chin towards the chubby man sitting on his left and introduced him to Gu Heng, "This chubby guy is Fu Songyang, the exclusive distributor of Koenigsegg brand in China. If you want to buy a Koenigsegg, just go straight to him.

And this guy is also the founder of the HAC Supercar Club, nicknamed 'Emperor of the North' by people in the circles."

Gu Heng: "???"

That impressive?

He did know about the 'Emperor of Shanghai', a recurring supporting character in those godly wealthy novels...

But now almost everyone knows that the title 'Emperor of Shanghai' was just hype; in reality, the guy was just a gambler's son who owed tens of millions and couldn't pay it back, ending up as a notorious debtor...

And now there's an 'Emperor of the North' too...

However, being able to chat and laugh with someone like Lu Yuan who's on the Hurun wealth ranking list, it should carry some substance.

Fu Songyang gave Lu Yuan a look and explained to Gu Heng with a smile, "It's just a nickname from the netizens, you can just call me Song Yang."

"This is Liu Wan, one of the dealers for Ferrari in Asia. The SF90 that Tong Jingcheng got was through his connections."

After greeting Liu Wan, Gu Heng joked with Lu Yuan, "So which luxury car brand do you represent, Brother Lu?"

"I have several, Corvette, Alfa Romeo, Spyker; I'm handling the dealership for all of these in China. But the first two mainly focus on race car customization, and Spyker is all about handcrafted luxury supercars, not very famous—I bet you haven't heard of them."

"You got that right, I haven't heard of any of them."

Gu Heng teased with a laugh.

Lu Yuan didn't get angry but after some casual small talk, he got straight to the point, crossing his legs and asking Gu Heng, "You said over the phone you had something to discuss with me, all mysterious. What's it about?"

Gu Heng didn't beat around the bush, "I'd like to ask for your help, Brother Lu, but I won't take it for granted; just name your price."

Lu Yuan frowned at these words and replied vaguely, "First tell me what it is. If it's something I can help with, of course, I will—but discussing money is like disrespecting me.

If I can't help, no matter how much money you offer, it's useless, right?"

Lu Yuan's response was within Gu Heng's expectations.

Although he always acted like an older brother, in reality, their relationship wasn't that close; they just knew each other, a connection made by chance and shared interests that barely qualified as friends.

To have received such a reply was already showing him a great deal of respect.

With this in mind, Gu Heng got straight to the point, "I want to use your connection, Brother Lu, to talk with Yangcheng City government about a project."

Lu Yuan looked deep into Gu Heng's eyes and spoke slowly, his tone neutral, betraying neither agreement nor rejection, "This matter can be big or small. If it's a minor issue, I can put in a word for you.

But if it's a big thing..."

Lu Yuan didn't finish his sentence, but Gu Heng understood what he meant.

"It's quite a big deal, but I just need Brother Lu to put in a good word for me. The rest won't involve you at all.

No matter whether it's successful or not, I'll pay a fee of 10 million to you."

Hearing Gu Heng casually mention a fee of 10 million, not just Lu Yuan but also Fu Songyang and Liu Wan, who had been listening with interest, couldn't help but focus on Gu Heng's face.

This made Lu Yuan even more hesitant to agree, furrowing his brow, "First, tell me what it is."

"I was searching online last night and found out that Yangcheng is going to invite bids this year to partner with the city government to build an F1 International Racetrack, right?"

In an instant, there was a flash in the eyes of Lu Yuan, Fu Songyang, and Liu Wan as they exchanged glances before Lu Yuan continued, "And then?"

"I plan to cooperate with Yangcheng City government to win the project for this F1 International Racetrack."

Gu Heng spoke evenly, as if discussing something utterly ordinary...

Lu Yuan: "???"

Fu Songyang: "???"

Liu Wan: "???"

The three of them were left with a string of question marks after listening.

Fu Songyang couldn't hold back and asked, "Gu Heng, do you have any idea how much Yangcheng City government's budget for constructing this F1 International Racetrack is?"

"How much?"

"Let me put it to you this way: 20 years ago, the construction cost for the Shanghai F1 International Racetrack was 2.1 billion, but that was 20 years ago.

Yangcheng City government's announced price for this project is 200 billion; even if there's some exaggeration, it would still be over 100 billion. Can you come up with that kind of money?"

"That expensive?"

Gu Heng had thought a few billion would suffice, but he hadn't expected it to double.

Yet even if it was double, to him it wasn't much of an issue...