I am not just a tycoon

Of course, what Qiao Lei was most looking forward to was hearing about Shen Yuan's deposits from Zhong Rou.

After all, she had just said, "Your deposit amount has already reached the threshold for opening an account with a private bank."

With Shen Yuan's financial strength, there was certainly no doubt about the threshold, but exactly how much was it?

"Mr. Shen, that's about it. Do you have any other questions?"

Zhong Rou asked with a smile.

"No more, I'd like to set the last digits of the card to my birthday."

"All right, do you have your ID with you? I'll process it right away... "

Zhong Rou enthusiastically stood up; after all, as long as Mr. Shen came to the bank today, opening an account was a sure thing.

Of course, the performance bonus she'd get from opening the account wasn't high; the real money was in subsequent financial management and deposits.

She did not bring up Mr. Shen's deposits throughout the process because Shen Yuan's attitude towards the young beauty beside him was ambiguous.

She didn't want to misspeak, so it was better to let Mr. Shen take control himself.

In dealing with such a significant customer, Zhong Rou was always careful, which was why she ranked first in performance among the senior account managers.

Half an hour later, Zhong Rou returned to the VIP room, bowed slightly with a beautiful cleavage showing at the collar of her white blouse, then handed a black card to Shen Yuan with both hands.

"Mr. Shen, congratulations on becoming a distinguished private banking client with China Merchants Bank. It is our pleasure to assist in the enduring prosperity of your family business."

Shen Yuan had heard such platitudes plenty of times before; every time he visited a luxury boutique or purchased cars or properties, the sales staff would always slip in a similar phrase, designed to enhance the customer experience and satisfaction.

However, Shen Yuan was immune to such talk. He simply took the card and gave it a quick glance.

The card was black, and the font at the top of the card was gold. When flipped, the letters sparkled brilliantly.

There was also a golden sunflower pattern on the right side, adding an extra touch of luxury to the card.

The design of the card was indeed much more upscale than a typical bank card, but it was just a card in the end.

Shen Yuan twirled the card between his fingers, looking at Zhong Rou who had crossed her hands: "Manager Zhong, is there anything else?"

"Yes, there is. Your China Merchants Bank app has also been upgraded to VIP mode, with more comprehensive functions. You can see it when you open it on your phone."

"Also, I'd like to introduce you to some financial products exclusively provided to our private banking clients..."

Zhong Rou sat across from Shen Yuan, starting to discuss the financial products offered by China Merchants Bank.

In truth, Shen Yuan wasn't interested in these financial products at all. With the meager interest and the risk of losing the principal, Shen Yuan, who had a Feel-good Index triple cashback feature, didn't need them.

When Zhong Rou was almost done, Shen Yuan said, "I don't need any of these financial products, but if I have other funds to transfer, I will prioritize depositing them with China Merchants Bank."

Zhong Rou's expression didn't change; she still enthusiastically said, "Alright, that's no problem. If you have any other needs, feel free to contact us at any time. Look, it's mealtime. May I have the honor of inviting you to a meal on behalf of China Merchants Bank?"

"No need to trouble yourself."

Shen Yuan stood up, waving his hand: "There will be plenty of opportunities for interaction in the future."

"Alright then, I won't disturb you two on your date. Just wait a moment for me; I have some small gifts for you."

Zhong Rou politely finished speaking, then turned and left the VIP room. A few minutes later, she returned with a paper bag in hand: "This is a modest gift from us, a Da Yi green cake produced in Yunnan. Please accept it."

"Alright, thank you."

Shen Yuan, without being too courteous, took the paper bag and then left the bank with Zhong Rou seeing him off.

Zhong Rou escorted the two to the car, thoughtfully opening the door for Qiao Lei, then stood there with a smile, waving goodbye.

She remained standing until the Benz G-Class disappeared from view, then clacked back to the bank in her high heels.

Just 21 years old, and already so wealthy.

Tsk, tsk~

Zhong Rou couldn't help but click her tongue.

Having worked in this field for so long, she had met plenty of wealthy individuals, but this was the first time encountering someone so young.

Moreover, Shen Yuan's fortune definitely exceeded the 30 million plus he had deposited with China Merchants Bank.

Just the G63 and the Audemars Piguet Royal Oak were tell-tale signs.

The 30 million was only what he had deposited with China Merchants Bank, not counting the deposits in other banks, and even adding up all the deposits, that was just liquid assets.

Fixed assets and industries were definitely much more extensive... Zhong Rou silently sighed, thinking that if it weren't for the fact that she was slightly less attractive than that girl, she'd have given it a try.

Not only was he wealthy, but he was also handsome, and crucially, he possessed a natural and effortless poise, as if he had buffs layered on.

Zhong Rou found him pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at him, possibly because of the filter wealth provided.

Ah, what a pity she wasn't born better-looking.

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Qiao Lei was sitting in the front passenger seat, still somewhat unable to savor the moment.

Without spending a cent, Shen Yuan had given her a shock that far exceeded that of driving luxury cars or wearing branded watches.

Qiao Lei calmed herself down in the car, then asked, "Shen Yuan, where are we going to eat?"

"Wait a minute, I'll make a reservation at a restaurant."

While waiting for the traffic lights, Shen Yuan called the manager of the St. Regis's guest rooms and asked her to book a table at Forest West.

Forest West was a French restaurant Shen Yuan had visited once, and he found both the taste and the environment to be quite good.

After Shen Yuan hung up, Qiao Lei asked again, "What about after eating?"

Shen Yuan glanced at her: "We go our separate ways."

"What?"

Qiao Lei was a bit disappointed: "I thought I had you to myself for the whole day today."

Shen Yuan said deliberately, "Of course not, I've arranged to meet other people in the afternoon and evening."

Qiao Lei pursed her small lips: "Who have you arranged to meet?"

"You don't know them."

"Then when can I spend a whole day with you?"

"I don't have that much time, at most half a day, which is from night till the next day morning."

"I see."

Qiao Lei tilted her head up: "So, that means at night I would get to sleep with you?"

Shen Yuan chuckled: "Would sleeping with me be such a loss?"

Qiao Lei was suddenly a bit conflicted, "It's not about... whether it's a loss or not."

Qiao Lei was actually very clear-headed, she knew what it would cost to get involved with Shen Yuan.

The reason she didn't want to give in to Shen Yuan too easily was that she felt the easier it was for a man to get a woman, the less likely he was to cherish her.

So, she wanted to keep Shen Yuan on tenterhooks a little longer.

Moreover, she also wanted to know who the other women around Shen Yuan were, to see if there was a possibility for her to become his official partner.

But interacting with him over the past two days, she realized her schemes seemed to be ineffective on Shen Yuan.

She wanted to take control, but was always tightly held in the palm of Shen Yuan's hand.

This gave her a bit of a headache.

Meanwhile, the room manager at St. Regis had returned Shen Yuan's phone call and sent him the reservation information.

Upon arriving at the Western restaurant, the formally dressed server with a bow tie warmly directed the two of them to a window-side table after inquiring about the reservation.

Shen Yuan looked over the menu, ordered a char-grilled veal steak for Qiao Lei, a filet mignon for himself, then added a grilled lobster, a clam chowder, a serving of pasta, and two desserts.

After ordering these main courses, Shen Yuan asked Qiao Lei opposite him, "What would you like to drink?"

"I'm fine with anything."

"Alright, then let's have two servings of corn chowder."

Shen Yuan handed the menu to the waiter.

"Okay."

The waiter took the menu and respectfully left after confirming the order.

While waiting for the food, Shen Yuan received a WeChat message from Long Jinghan.

After reading the content, Shen Yuan couldn't help but frown, what's going on?

"Do you like this kind of thing?"

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"Or this kind?"

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"Or maybe this kind?"

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What had gotten into this girl?

Long Jinghan had sent several sets of selfies from her dormitory, all in risque lingerie.

Very revealing.

There was a bunny girl outfit, a Cheongsam, and a black garter belt; Shen Yuan had no idea why she was suddenly sending these.

Shen Yuan asked, "What's up?"

Long Jinghan: "Nothing much, just asking about your taste."

Shen Yuan: "They all look good."

Long Jinghan: "Then when are you free?"

Shen Yuan glanced at WeChat, then looked at Qiao Lei opposite him, and replied, "I'm available today."

Inside the International campus's female dormitory, Long Jinghan was a bit puzzled, not expecting Shen Yuan to agree straight away. Hadn't he just gone out with Qiao Lei this morning?

But since Shen Yuan said so, Long Jinghan still replied, "Great, will you come to pick me up, or should I come to you?"

Shen Yuan: "I'll pick you up after dinner."

Long Jinghan: "Okay then."

After sending the WeChat message, Long Jinghan's gloomy mood from the morning vanished, and she couldn't help but stretch her slender arms.

That morning, when Long Jinghan saw Shen Yuan going out with Qiao Lei, she felt deeply aggrieved, and tears fell.

Shen Yuan knew her first, after all.

It was bad enough not being prioritized over Fang Minhui, but being less important than Qiao Lei was unacceptable, wasn't it?

After much thought, she blamed herself for not being proactive enough.

So she rushed to a lingerie shop, bought three sets in one go, and then took photos in the dormitory to send to Shen Yuan.

Meanwhile, inside the Western restaurant, Qiao Lei noticed that Shen Yuan was constantly sending WeChat messages and felt slightly displeased.

Wondering which "fairy" he was messaging now.

"Shen Yuan, can you talk with me?" she said.

"Talk about what?" he asked.

"Just have a normal conversation," she suggested.

Shen Yuan gave her a look, "Conversation should come naturally, not by forcing topics. We'll talk when there's something to talk about."

Qiao Lei quietly 'oh'-ed and internally complained: If you don't want to talk with me, then don't. There's no need for all this reasoning.

After they finished eating, Shen Yuan paid the bill, which totaled 2492.

He then drove Qiao Lei back to the school. On the way, she asked, "You're really just driving me back?"

Shen Yuan, steering the wheel, replied, "What else? I have other things to do."

Upon hearing Shen Yuan's words, Qiao Lei's spirit deflated, sitting sullenly in the passenger seat.

As the Benz G-Class approached the southern entrance of the International campus diner, Long Jinghan stood gracefully at the door in a white dress, with a purse and a paper bag in hand.

Shen Yuan spotted Long Jinghan from afar. When he pulled up beside her, he urged Qiao Lei, who was sitting next to him, "Here we are, get out."

"I know, I know."

Qiao Lei grumbled discontentedly, unbuckled her seatbelt, and got out of the car slowly.

But just as Qiao Lei stepped out, she saw another tall and fair-skinned girl open the passenger side door and get into the car.

??

"Shen Yuan, what's going on?"

Qiao Lei immediately panicked. What kind of play was this?