I am not just a tycoon

"Ah~ Your generation's thoughts are too advanced for us," Old Shen sighed. "But I have just one request, never mistreat that girl."

"Don't worry, Mom," Shen Yuan replied.

"Alright, then you go on and get busy," she said.

After saying this, Ms. Li continued with her tasks.

As Shen Yuan was changing his shoes to leave, he could still hear Ms. Li's dissatisfaction chiding.
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"Shen Xuan, get up and mop the floor! A girl being this lazy, what does that look like!"

"Mom, I've been tired all day, can't I rest a bit?"

"Your dad and I are also tired from the whole day! Stop talking back and get up. If you made as much money as your brother, I wouldn't bother nagging you!"

"...."

Shen Yuan hadn't expected this to end up on him, much like how Ms. Li used to train him back in the days.

"If only you were as good in your studies as your sister, I wouldn't bother with you."

"If only you were half as worry-free as your sister, I wouldn't bother scolding you."

What goes around comes around; it was about time Younger Sister Xuan tasted this treatment too.

Upon leaving, Shen Yuan received a WeChat message from Fu Yingzi.

The apartment was ready, and he could move in anytime.

It was the three-bedroom apartment Shen Yuan had asked her to rent, close to Guanting.

The rent was not expensive, 2000 per month.

Including utilities and property fees, it wouldn't exceed 2500 per month.

Fu Yingzi had even sent him a video of the apartment. Although not lavish, it was far better than where Su Xuewei and her friends currently lived.

At least it was spacious, clean, fully furnished, and well-lit.

Shen Yuan forwarded the video to Su Xuewei, asking her to move over the weekend.

Next, he called Wen from his private team to arrange the moving over the weekend.

Shen Yuan seldom used this private service team; Nana occasionally did, like the last time she moved or whenever she went for her prenatal appointments, she had the driver pick her up.

Their moving service was very thorough, with two workers coming to pack everything and then directly moving it to a truck. Upon arrival at the new home, they would also place the belongings as instructed.

It required no effort on his part at all.

After sorting out these matters, he received a call from Li Yuhang.

"Yuan, our speakeasy starts its trial run tomorrow. You, being a shareholder, should come over, right?" he said.

"Tomorrow, huh."

Shen Yuan thought for a moment, "That should be fine. I don't think I have anything tomorrow night."

Li Yuhang added, "Alright, we are open from 8 PM to 5 AM, but it's best if you come around 10-12 PM."

"That works."

Shen Yuan agreed.

"Right, I've also invited a few friends, and some middle school classmates," Li Yuhang mentioned.

"Okay, sounds good."

Shen Yuan knew that for the opening of the speakeasy, it was customary to call friends and classmates for support.

The friends were likely from their second-generation circle, people like Lin Guangyao.

Back in the days, Shen Yuan was also in this circle until his family went bankrupt and he was ruthlessly dropped.

Now, he belonged to the older generation, likely running in circles with their fathers.

As for the middle school classmates, it had been a long while since he had seen them.

They attended Xiang County Peicui Middle School, a private middle school which was among the top in Star City.

Shen Yuan didn't qualify on grades alone for junior high so Old Shen had used money and connections to get him in.

Most of his classmates were entrenched in either government or wealth, being officials' or rich kids' progeny.

Shen Yuan's first love, Luo Bingying, was someone he met in middle school.

They got together in ninth grade, but after she transferred schools from Star City to Yanjing during the first semester of 10th grade and due to being in a long-distance relationship and infrequent contact, things fizzled out.

He heard that Luo Bingying attended the class reunion every summer and winter holiday, but Shen Yuan had never been interested enough to attend.

Li Yuhang liked those gatherings and always shared updates with Shen Yuan afterward.

Updates like who was dating whom, who had gotten a chance to shine in college, or which girl had gotten prettier.

But what he talked about most was Luo Bingying, as she had always been the most noticeable girl in the class.

While idly thinking about these things, Shen Yuan received another WeChat message from Fang Minhui.

The class belle was quite clingy, sending a few to twenty messages a day. If Shen Yuan didn't reply, she would just keep sending more.

This time, it was a photo.

In the picture, the class belle was dressed in a JK outfit.

A pink tie, a semi-transparent white blouse that vaguely revealed her fair skin, and beneath her pink skirt, white stockings tightly wrapped her slender legs.

In the photo, Minhui was pouting her lips slightly displeased.

Judging by the photo's background, she was probably on her dorm bed, as there was a pink curtain behind her,

Shen Yuan got on the driver's seat and simply video called her.

"Yuan Babe, I've missed you~"

Minhui quickly answered the video call, "I feel like it's been forever since you last contacted me."

Shen Yuan chuckled, "That's not true, didn't we just play that maid script a few days ago?"

"That's been several days already."

Minhui pouted her lips.

"No one in the dorm?"

Shen Yuan couldn't help but ask, since Minhui seemed unconcerned about how she spoke.

"Nope."

Minhui shook her head, "If there were people, I wouldn't dare to answer your video call, you always drop one or two flirty lines."

Shen Yuan smiled, thinking to himself that our flirty exchanges are mutual.

"Is the photo just taken? Hold up the phone and let me see."

"Stinky Yuan Babe, seems like you won't reply to my messages unless I send these kinds of pictures."

Minhui complained dissatisfactorily.

Despite her complaint, she still raised the phone high, fully exposing her outfit to Shen Yuan.

She had just taken photos for Shen Yuan, so she hadn't changed out of her JK outfit yet.

"Yuan Babe, do you like it?"

Minhui bit her lip, showing a seductive expression.

From Shen Yuan's perspective, her chest stretched the shirt bulgingly, and through the semi-transparent material, it was clear she wore a white bra.

Still, Shen Yuan shook his head, "It's still lacking a bit."

"Hmm?"

Minhui tilted her chin up, "What else do you want then?"

Suddenly, Minhui thought of something and showed a playful smile, "Stinky Yuan Babe, I know what you're thinking."

Shen Yuan smiled lightly, "She who knows me, Hui Babe."

Minhui lifted her phone with her left hand and gently started unbuttoning with her right, one button after another, and when she reached the third one, she suddenly coyly covered herself, "I don't want to show stinky Yuan Babe anymore."

"Hui Babe, you'll lose me like this."

Shen Yuan gently persuaded.

"Fine then."

Minhui said haughtily, then gently removed her delicate hand and opened her neckline, revealing her round and fair half-spheres.

"Yuan Babe... do you like it?"

Minhui spoke softly and gently.

Her voice seemed to carry a kind of magic, drawing Shen Yuan into a vortex.

Shen Yuan feasted his eyes, unable to help swallowing his saliva, yet he still pretended to be unsatisfied and shook his head, "It's still lacking a bit."

"Hmph."

Minhui chided playfully, thinking it was time to bring out the big guns.

She rotated her torso, aligning the camera with her waist and hips, then slowly lifted her skirt.

The white stockings were tied in the middle of her thighs, with lace borders continuing up to her pale thighs.

The material of the white stockings was shiny, casting a seductive sheen.

The visual impact of her thighs and pert buttocks was even more direct.

That wasn't all; Minhui also raised her hand and slapped her buttocks.

With a "smack," her buttocks dramatically fluctuated like balloons.

"Yuan Babe, how about this?"

Minhui asked coyly.

Shen Yuan still shook his head, "Still not enough."

Minhui wasn't annoyed and continued slapping, until her white buttocks turned crimson.

"Alright, I'll stop before I hurt myself."

Shen Yuan interjected.

"Hmph, you still care about me, huh."

Only then did Minhui put her skirt down.

Real play is better than mere words, Shen Yuan glanced at the time, and it was almost 4:30.

"I'm coming to pick you up now."

"Really?"

Minhui sat up suddenly.

"Would I lie to you?"

Shen Yuan laughed, "Give me about half an hour."

"Alright, alright, I'll change my clothes and put on some makeup."

Minhui said excitedly.

After hanging up the video call, Shen Yuan drove leisurely towards the International campus...