The man in the suit, seeing the back seats occupied by Wang Shu and Su Yao, could only sit dejectedly in the front passenger seat.
Afterwards, the car drove directly to a luxurious hotel in the capital.
Led by William, they arrived at a private room in the hotel.
Su Tong was already sitting in the private room, but his expression was not pleasant.
"Uncle Su, Yao Yao is back!"
William said directly to Su Tong as soon as he entered the room.
Su Tong merely glanced at Su Yao and Wang Shu, saying nothing.
"You are Yao Yao's boss?"
After a long while, Su Tong looked at Wang Shu and asked, scrutinizing him.
"I presume Director Su has already had someone investigate me thoroughly. Why don't you ask something you haven't found out yet!"
Wang Shu did not bother with pleasantries with the old man and said directly.
"Hmph, I already finished investigating you. I didn't expect you, kid, to have some conscience!"
Su Tong said with a light chuckle.
"What do you mean by 'some conscience'?"
Wang Shu was taken aback. What did this old man mean?
"You donated tens of millions to impoverished mountainous areas and disabled people. This money should not be a small sum for you!"
Su Tong put a dish of food into his mouth, swallowed, and then looked at Wang Shu, saying.
"You might have the wrong information. As a small artist, how could I afford to donate tens of millions!"
Wang Shu said with a laugh.
He suspected that the old man was trying to trick him.
"Since you're unwilling to admit it, I won't say more. But even so, I don't think you're qualified to be my Su family's son-in-law!"
Su Tong continued.
This statement completely bewildered Wang Shu. When had he ever said he wanted to be his son-in-law? This was pure nonsense!
"Dad, what are you talking about?"
Su Yao's face flushed as she looked at her so-called father with embarrassment.
"Yao Yao, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but my Su family's son-in-law should at least be a highly talented individual like William, who is talented and from a prominent family. Not a small artist!"
Su Tong said directly, even showing great satisfaction towards the suited man named William.
"Dad, if you called us here today just to say this to me and Wang Shu, then we shouldn't have come."
Seeing that her father was ultimately going to bring up her marriage, Su Yao stood up and said.
"Boss, let's go!"
Su Yao patted Wang Shu's shoulder, signaling for them to leave.
Wang Shu smiled slightly, then looked at the suited man, and then at the Su family patriarch in front of him, saying:
"Although I don't want to be your Su family's son-in-law, I want to tell you that even though I, Wang Shu, am just a small artist now, in the future, I will be someone you look up to!"
With that, Wang Shu left the restaurant with Su Yao. As they went downstairs, he called Lu Nan.
"Brother Wang Shu, what's going on today?"
On the road, Lu Nan asked, looking at the strange atmosphere in the back seat with some confusion.
"I was insulted by the Su family patriarch. It's nothing major!"
Wang Shu said lightly.
"I'm sorry, boss. It's all my fault. If I had known my dad was like this, I shouldn't have brought you to meet him!"
Su Yao said, wiping away tears with her face stained with them, blaming herself.
"It's okay. Since he doesn't think highly of me, I'll definitely make him see that I, Wang Shu, am not someone to be trifled with!"
Wang Shu's lips curved into a cold smile.
"That's how those of the older generation are. My dad keeps telling me to meet those rich young ladies. But I really don't like those pampered ladies, who I'd have to treat like princesses at home?"
Lu Nan understood this situation very well. Having also grown up in a wealthy family, his parents constantly pressured him into arranged marriages with rich daughters.
However, he had his own ideas. He also had a girl he liked, and although her family background was ordinary, in his eyes, she was tens of thousands of times better than those rich young ladies.
"What are you saying?"
Su Yao, who had been crying in the back seat, suddenly questioned Lu Nan upon hearing his words.
"Sister Su Yao, I wasn't talking about you. You're different from those women!"
Lu Nan quickly explained.
After that, Lu Nan took Wang Shu directly to their Beijing Speed Club.
As soon as they got out of the car, Wang Shu marveled at the luxurious lifestyle of these second-generation rich kids.
In this prime piece of real estate in the capital, these guys had actually built a racetrack as the base for their racing club.
"We open these tracks for use when we're not using them, and we also rent them out to other teams. After operating for several years, they've basically paid for themselves!"
Walking through the club, Lu Nan introduced.
Although they had a lot of money to splurge on, they had all received elite education since childhood.
Therefore, when spending, they also considered revenue generation. Currently, this racetrack, in addition to meeting their daily training and competition needs, could also bring them considerable income.
Wang Shu couldn't help but have his impression of these rich young men changed again after hearing this.
Unlike the common perception of prodigal sons and second-generation rich, these second-generation rich, despite their deep family fortunes and generous spending, were not lacking in business acumen.
This was why, in this world, the poor only grew poorer, and the rich only grew richer.
It was because the educational level, vision, and even courage and personality of the descendants of the poor could not be compared with those second-generation rich who received elite education from childhood.
Over time, the opportunities for the lower class to cross social strata became increasingly slim, and the class of the rich became more solidified, thus forming class rigidity.
In ancient times, such a situation would have been called a noble family or a powerful clan.
However, Wang Shu could do nothing to change this situation.
This was how society developed, and this was the law of the world.
In this world, individuals were merely insignificant drops in the ocean; personal power had always been negligible.
After Wang Shu called him, Lu Nan had already notified all members of Beijing Speed to gather in the club lobby and wait.
When Wang Shu arrived at the club lobby, everyone looked at the overly young coach with curiosity.
"This is our specially appointed coach for Beijing Speed. Last time, he replaced [Yang Ben] and defeated the self-proclaimed street racing god, Yang Ben!"
Lu Nan pointed at Wang Shu and introduced him to the more than fifty people in the lobby.
"Awesome! So that Rolls-Royce last time was him!"
"Amazing! I'm truly impressed. The street racing god who won against a Lamborghini in a mountain race with a Rolls-Royce!"
"My respects! It was too dark last time, and I was driving too slow, so I didn't get to see the master's true face!"
At this moment, the club members in the lobby began to whisper amongst themselves. The scene of the Rolls-Royce overtaking them last time was still vivid in their memories.
"What a shame, I had something else to do last time and didn't participate, so I didn't get to see this big shot's driving skills!"
"Yeah, I don't even know what the situation was that night!"
"What a loss, such a loss! I shouldn't have gone fishing with those young models that night."
Many members who did not participate in the race that night expressed their regrets.
"Brother Nan, why don't you let the coach show us again? It was too dark that night, I didn't even see the taillights!"
"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it too, the coach should give us a demonstration!"
"Agreed, strongly agree!"
At this moment, several members started to egg them on, asking Wang Shu to show them his skills.
"Brother Wang Shu, this..."
Lu Nan turned to Wang Shu with a bit of awkwardness.
"Then I'll reluctantly show off. Does anyone want to challenge me?"
Seeing the enthusiastic second-generation rich kids, Wang Shu said directly.
"I will!"
"Me too!"
"And me!"
At this moment, three men stood up from the crowd.
"Alright, let's go test it out now. By the way, I don't seem to have a car!"
Wang Shu suddenly remembered something important: he didn't even have a car. How could he compete?
"What? The coach doesn't even have a car?"
"Didn't he drive a Rolls-Royce that night? Why doesn't he have a car now?"
"This is the first time I've seen a racer without a car!"
When the group of second-generation rich kids heard that Wang Shu didn't even have a car, they were all surprised.
After all, the most important thing for a racer was an excellent car.
If you don't even have a car, can you call yourself a racer?
Wang Shu had already anticipated the shock of these members.
If he told them that he didn't even have a driver's license, they would probably faint from shock.
He really needed to find time to get a driver's license, Wang Shu sighed.
"You can use my car!"
Lu Nan said to Wang Shu.
"Okay!"
After that, the group of people walked towards the racetrack in a grand manner.
Wang Shu got into Lu Nan's Porsche 911.
"Brothers, let's bet on who will win!"
"I think the coach will definitely win. That Rolls-Royce from that night completely outclassed all of us!"
"I don't think so. I think Lin Mu has a high chance of winning. He's the strongest in our club. He wasn't there for the mountain race last time, so his skills should be no worse than that guy's!"
"I agree. This guy doesn't even have a car. Can he really drive?"
"Brother Nan, was it really this guy driving the Rolls-Royce last time?"
At this moment, the second-generation rich kids sitting in the audience began to place bets, gambling on who would win this race.
Dozens of them favored the one they called Lin Mu, while only about ten favored Wang Shu, including Lu Nan.
Lu Nan sat in the audience, looking at Wang Shu, who was poised on the racetrack, and couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.
After all, he was the one who invited this person. If he lost to Lin Mu today, he would be greatly embarrassed.
"Wang Shu, you must win!"
Lu Nan muttered silently. As the referee gave the signal.
All four cars surged forward from the starting line at the same time...