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

Chapter 299 - 145: The Chanel Apartment Worth 316 Million_2

Just thinking about it, Gu Heng immediately picked up his phone and boasted about his admission letter through numerous snapshots, pairing it with a caption, "Back to campus days", and then uploaded it to his social media...

Nowadays, Gu Heng seldom flaunts in his social media circles...

Mostly because his social media friends are former colleagues and classmates...

The difference in status is too great, flaunting in front of them had lost its appeal...@@@@

But not having attended university was a regret of his, although a part-time graduate degree practically made no significant difference, yet no matter what, he was now a student! He finally had the chance to make up for this regret, and if he didn’t flaunt, it would have been pointless.

After switching off his phone, Gu Heng was clearly in a great mood and smilingly said to Xu Ying, "Schedule the meeting with the headhunting firm for tomorrow afternoon. I need to go to Peking University for registration tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

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Minutes later, Xu Ying had already arranged the hotel’s limousine service.

Driving a supercar was cool, but it also had its obvious downsides, such as being tiring.

Gu Heng had been driving himself around in his supercar these past few days and was a bit weary; now, switching to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel’s Bentley limousine felt much more relaxing...

Kim Jisoo was wearing the Chanel No. 7 perfume Gu Heng had bought for him a few days ago. The misty floral scent mingled with Jisoo’s natural body aroma, a scent that could continuously heighten a man’s hormones, lingered at the tip of his nose.

If it weren’t for Xu Ying and the driver sitting in front...

Gu Heng really wanted another round of the battle between the sexes with Jisoo...

As the limousine slowly started, Xu Ying leaned over from the front passenger seat and said to Gu Heng, "Boss, the details for the three apartment models you looked at today in the Chanel Apartment have all been sent over. Do you want to take a look in advance?"

Gu Heng was just about to speak when his phone, tucked in his pocket, began to ring.

"Around 2.3 million in total."

"2.3 million just to get in, is the damn school made of gold?"

Gu Heng could only respond helplessly, "Being able to get in for 2.3 million is already good; if it weren’t for my connections, even double that amount wouldn’t have been enough.

But now that I have the money, think of it as spending to improve myself. Isn’t it also giving you and Dad face? In future, when you chat with the neighbors, just say your son is a Peking University graduate student; won’t that allow you to speak with more pride?"

Upon hearing this logic, Xu Hong agreed...

Her son now had money, and spending it on education was a good thing, but still couldn’t help acting proudly, "I can already speak with pride! Who in my immediate surroundings doesn’t know my son has made a fortune?!"

Her words were filled with pride.

Listening to his mother’s tone, Gu Heng couldn’t help laughing along...

Being able to make his parents stand tall in their village was sweeter to Gu Heng than anything else.

Suddenly, the creatively inspired Xu Hong asked, "But now that you are going to graduate school, should we throw a celebration party? People throw parties for getting into college; shouldn’t we have one for a Peking University grad student?"

"If you want to have a party, go ahead and invite the whole village. If the money I left you isn’t enough, just let me know."

Xu Hong hurriedly refused, "Don’t send me any more money; I still feel uneasy having the one million you gave your dad and me. I’m so scared that one day the bank card will be stolen, and all the money withdrawn. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and have to check the drawer to see if the card is still there."

Having been poor her whole life, Xu Hong was not used to managing so much money and it took her quite a while to get accustomed to it...

"But if I throw the party, will you come home for it?"

"I won’t be coming back."

"If you’re not coming, then forget it, hosting such an event would cost twenty to thirty thousand, and we wouldn’t even make the money back in gifts."

Even though she now had a million, Xu Hong’s penny-pinching mentality hadn’t changed...