Capítulo 75: 076. Olympic Naming Rights Ha Secured Successfully.
Su Yan's so-called useless rich second-generation friend turned out to be none other than Wang Sicong.
This was something neither Song Youzhen nor Ye Manman had ever imagined.
'So, Su Yan's friend was Wang Jianlin's son—the richest man in the Dragon Kingdom?'
Though Wang Sicong wasn't as widely recognized back then as he would be in the future, both Song Youzhen and Ye Manman were well-connected in the business world.
Who in their circle didn't know of Wang Jianlin, the wealthiest man in the country?
And his only son, Wang Sicong, had already made headlines in the newspapers they read.
"Master Su, Shall we visit the Great Wall?"
Su Yan glanced at Lili's figure and found himself even more disinterested.
Song Youzhen's C-cup was about the upper limit of what Su Yan found acceptable.
He had no interest in women with flat chests—being with one would only make him feel like he was gay. [T/N: Damn dude. Spoken like a true man.]
After they climbed the Great Wall, Su Yan and Wang Sicong stood in front, chatting, while the women followed behind.
Lili felt deeply inadequate. The only advantage she had over these two elegant, mature women was her youth.
In every other respect, she paled in comparison.
"Young Master Su, I really envy you. My dad keeps nagging me, saying I should learn from you. 'Be more like Su Yan! Be more like Su Yan!' It's driving me nuts."
Wang Sicong's envy of Su Yan was no exaggeration.
Just how impressive was Su Yan, anyway?
'Compared to Su Yan, I'm nothing more than a waste of space', Wang Sicong thought.
"I'm just lucky," Su Yan replied, as humble as always.
"By the way, my dad gave me 100 million, but I'm still stuck, trying to figure out what business to start. Young Master Su, do you have any advice for me?"
Su Yan smiled, not intending to give him a detailed answer.
"Young Master Wang, this isn't something you can decide on a whim. But once you've chosen an industry, feel free to ask me for guidance. I'll help you however I can."
Su Yan's tone was as grounded as ever.
"I've been thinking the live-streaming industry looks promising," Wang Sicong said. "What's your take, Mr. Su?"
Su Yan nodded. Despite the butterfly effects he had caused in the timeline, many things still followed the general path he knew.
"I think it's a good direction. The live-streaming industry has strong prospects at the moment. I'm planning to get involved in live streaming as well."
Though Douyu and Huya's futures didn't look particularly bright, as they would eventually be overtaken by Douyin and Kuaishou, they still had their peak, going public and making billions before being overtaken.
A nice payday before bowing out.
Hearing that Su Yan was also interested in live streaming, Wang Sicong grew excited.
Maybe, just maybe, if he followed Su Yan's lead, he had the makings of a business genius too.
"Then let's talk more about live streaming!"
For the rest of their time on the Great Wall, Su Yan and Wang Sicong discussed live-streaming strategies.
Wang Sicong felt a surge of clarity, and his admiration for Su Yan deepened.
Meanwhile, Ye Manman and Song Youzhen, walking behind them, began to realize just how limited their own knowledge was.
How could someone as brilliant as Su Yan exist?
At just 18 years old, he seemed to know everything.
Not only was he well-versed in history and the internet, but he also had the luck of a god when it came to business.
While walking, Su Yan spotted someone familiar—a figure that left him incredulous.
Zhao Shanhe...
It was none other than his father-in-law, Zhao Shanhe.
And he was walking hand in hand with a woman in her twenties, dressed provocatively in a backless dress. Her back even bore scratch marks.
This matched perfectly with what Su Yan had learned.
Zhao Shanhe, instead of going home to tend to his wife or help with work, was here having an affair.
Thinking quickly, Su Yan took out his phone and began taking pictures.
"Master Wang, the Great Wall scenery is stunning today—shouldn't you get some photos too?" Su Yan said casually as he snapped away.
He walked right past Zhao Shanhe, documenting everything without raising suspicion.
Zhao Shanhe didn't notice a thing. He had no idea who Su Yan or Wang Sicong were and was far too absorbed in ogling the beautiful women walking behind them.
Having captured enough evidence of Zhao Shanhe's infidelity, Su Yan considered when to send the photos to Su Rongfei, his wife.
Given the situation, it wasn't something he could simply pretend to ignore.
But he also had to consider his mother-in-law's emotional resilience.
Carefully weighing his options, Su Yan decided to bide his time.
Calculating the timeline in his head, he remembered tonight was when the bidding for the Olympic naming rights would take place.
So, there was no rush.
After some time had passed, Wang Sicong asked, "Young Master Su, do you have plans for tonight?"
"We could go out for some fun. There's a nice bar near Gongti Stadium in Yancheng with loads of beauties."
Su Yan wasn't particularly fond of bars. He was especially wary of catching something from the kind of women who frequented nightclubs. [T/N: He's talking about STD.]
Though he suspected his current body was most likely immune to all illnesses, he still had a deep-seated disgust for diseases like syphilis and AIDS.
"Forget it. I've got plans tonight."
Wang Sicong perked up at the mention of Su Yan's plans.
Maybe this was a chance to learn something?
"Young Master Su, do you have business to attend to tonight?" He asked.
Su Yan thought for a moment.
Bidding for the Olympic naming rights could indeed be considered business.
"Yes, that's right."
"Young Master Su, take me with you! I really want to improve myself," Wang Sicong said earnestly, his expression one of serious determination.
Su Yan was impressed by Wang Sicong's attitude toward self-improvement.
"Alright. Let's go together tonight. The more, the merrier."
Wang Sicong was thrilled. His father had always told him to stay close to Su Yan.
As long as he kept Su Yan in his corner, what did he have to worry about in the future?
That afternoon, Su Yan, Ye Manman, and Song Youzhen returned to the hotel.
No sooner had they arrived than the two mature women hurried to shower.
In this weather, sweating outside all day was intolerable for them.
After freshening up and changing into new clothes, it was Song Youzhen who came to Su Yan's room first.
By that time, Su Yan had already been waiting for a while.
They would have to leave for the bidding soon.
When it came to bathing, men were undoubtedly faster than women.
"Xiaoyan."
"Aunt Song."
Su Yan couldn't help but gulp when he saw the class leader's mother dressed in a fitted black skirt and shirt.
Today, she was even wearing two pairs of black silk stockings.
When she noticed Su Yan's gaze fixate on her legs, specifically her stockings, her heart raced.
It seemed that the black stockings she had deliberately bought were indeed the right choice.
After seeing Ye Manman wear them the other day, she'd realized this kid definitely had a thing for black stockings. [T/N; 'Thing'? That's downplaying it...]
That's why she had dressed like this today.
And judging by his reaction, her guess had been spot on.
"Aunt Song, please have a seat," Su Yan said, trying to remain composed.
She sat down beside him and began to gently massage her legs.
"Aunt Song, are your legs sore?"
"Well, I usually don't exercise much. Walking the Great Wall today was a bit much for me, so yes, they hurt a little."
"Auntie, put your leg on my lap. Let me massage them for you."
Without a second thought, Su Yan offered to help, seriously eyeing her shapely legs.
"..."
Slowly, Song Youzhen raised her leg, encased in sleek black stockings, and rested it on Su Yan's lap. He began massaging her calf and thigh with practiced care.
As he worked, the subtle scent of her perfume lingered, and Su Yan couldn't help but feel satisfied.
At that moment, Ye Manman walked in.
Seeing her dressed in black stockings too, Song Youzhen was glad she had prepared in advance.
This kid really was obsessed with black stockings.
"Su Yan, you're so considerate to your elders," Ye Manman chimed in. "Youzhen, let me help you too."
"No, no need..."
Song Youzhen cursed silently. This woman had the worst timing.
The tension between them was growing. Though they still appeared cordial on the surface, Su Yan was beginning to drive a wedge between them.
Their relationship would never be the same after this.
"Alright, Aunt Song, Aunt Ye, it's time to go. We don't want to be late," Su Yan urged, sensing it was time to change the subject.
Once they got into the Maybach, with Su Yan seated between two elegantly dressed women in black stockings, he felt a familiar, pleasant sense of comfort.
On their way to pick up Wang Sicong, Su Yan rolled down his window and heard Wang Sicong shout, "Young Master Su!"
Wang Sicong, who had brought Lili along, couldn't resist showing off a bit.
They arrived at the Government Affairs Building one after another.
As they entered, Wang Sicong asked, a bit nervously, "Young Master Su, what are we doing here?"
But after a moment's thought, he shrugged it off, reminding himself that Su Yan's background was far more connected than his own.
"We're here for a bidding."
"Bidding?" Wang Sicong looked puzzled.
"Young Master Su, what kind of bidding?"
Song Youzhen and Ye Manman, standing behind them, also looked curious.
"The Olympic naming rights," Su Yan replied calmly. "I plan to use this opportunity to promote Jiaduobao herbal tea."
Wang Sicong's jaw nearly hit the floor. "The Olympic naming rights?! The starting bid is 500 million!"
"Young Master Su, you're playing at a whole different level. You're about to bring down the Olympics with advertising!"
He shook his head in disbelief. "Do you know how many top-tier businessmen are vying for the naming rights to the Olympic Games?"
Behind him, both Song Youzhen and Ye Manman froze in their tracks.
Su Yan was going to bid for the Olympic naming rights? With a starting price of 500 million?
Just how much money did he have, exactly?
But Su Yan remained calm. He had already made his decision long ago. The herbal tea business could earn him over 30 billion in the future. There was no way he would let such a golden opportunity slip through his fingers.
As they entered the building, Wang Sicong was still trying to wrap his head around it. "Young Master Su, you're truly wild."
Su Yan only smiled.
Inside the Government Affairs Building, the atmosphere was tense, filled with influential figures, each eyeing the massive opportunity the Olympic naming rights represented. It wasn't just a bidding war—it was a statement of power, prestige, and dominance on the global stage.
Su Yan found his seat, flanked by the ever-graceful Song Youzhen and Ye Manman, who, despite their initial shock, regained their composure quickly. After all, they had been exposed to high-stakes business environments before. But even so, Su Yan's move was a bold one, even by their standards.
Wang Sicong and Lili sat a bit further behind, with Wang Sicong still in awe. "This guy's on another level," he whispered to Lili, who nodded in wide-eyed agreement.
The auction began, and the bidding numbers quickly shot up, as predicted. Prominent names from various industries threw out staggering amounts as casually as if they were discussing pocket change.
But Su Yan didn't flinch. When the time was right, he made his move.
"1.2 billion," Su Yan stated clearly, his voice steady.
A hush fell over the room.
Everyone turned to see who had just thrown down such an astronomical bid.
When they saw Su Yan, a young man barely 18 years old, they were visibly shaken.
Whispers quickly filled the room. Who was this young man? How could someone so young command such a fortune?
Even Wang Sicong had to do a double-take. He knew Su Yan was wealthy, but this? This was a different league entirely.
As the bidding war continued, Su Yan remained unshaken, his confidence radiating as he steadily outmaneuvered the competition.
Finally, the gavel came down. The naming rights to the Olympics had been secured.
By Su Yan.
A ripple of applause broke out, but there was also tension in the air. Su Yan had just announced to the entire business world that he was a force to be reckoned with.
Wang Sicong stood up, still in disbelief, and clapped. "Young Master Su, you've just taken the world by storm."
Su Yan smiled and leaned back in his chair. "Just doing what's necessary."
As they exited the building, Wang Sicong was still buzzing with excitement. "Young Master Su, I'm learning so much from you! This is the kind of stuff my dad never teaches me. You really are a genius."
Su Yan waved it off casually. "Just experience."
But deep down, he knew this was only the beginning. The name Jiaduobao would soon be known far and wide, and he had no intention of stopping here.
As they walked out into the evening air, Wang Sicong suddenly remembered something.
"Young Master Su, about earlier... You said you'd planned to get into live-streaming, right?"
"Yeah," Su Yan replied.
Wang Sicong's eyes lit up. "You know, after what I saw today, I'm fully convinced. I want to invest in whatever you're doing next. Live-streaming, naming rights, you name it. I'm in."
Su Yan smiled. "We'll talk about that later."
Back at the hotel, after the bidding, they celebrated quietly. As always, Su Yan was flanked by the two mature women who had stuck by his side throughout the day.
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