Evan sauntered down the sidewalk, hands clasped behind his back, his pace seemingly leisurely. To an observer, he appeared to be out for a casual stroll, but in reality, each step he took covered dozens of meters in a flash, as if he were teleporting. The passersby barely had time to register his presence before the sound of air slicing filled their ears."My God, was that a person who just passed by? How was he moving so fast?""It was a person! Faster than a plane! And the weird thing is, he looked so relaxed, like he was taking a walk in the park!""…"And so, without breaking a sweat, Evan arrived at Clark Hotel, his breath as steady as if he had never hurried at all.Upon entering the hotel lobby, he walked over to the front desk. "Excuse me, could you tell me where Timothy’s event is being held?"The receptionist didn’t recognize Evan. After all, it was usually people like Adam who dealt with the public affairs, and even when Evan had hosted meals for actors and directors like C
The applause that followed was thunderous. Yet Violet Mills and the other outliers remained disconnected, still absorbed in their phones.Timothy’s friends—Jeff, Matt, Bobby, and Patrick—stood up amidst the applause, bowing slightly to the crowd, their eyes subtly scanning the female classmates at the table."Mr. Daniels is too kind," one of them said. "We’re just playing small-time, earning a living. We hope to collaborate with Mr. Daniels in the future to make even more money!"These were the same classmates who had mocked Evan over the phone earlier.As they were about to sit down, someone in the crowd suddenly muttered something that cut through the air like an unexpected gust of wind."We’re here for a class reunion, not to suck up to the rich. If you want to worship the wealthy, why not go after the new billionaire that just emerged in Lumina City?""And by the way, for all your wealth, I haven’t seen you do anything nice for the rest of us classmates. Maybe you should take a pa
Unable to get a rise out of him, Matt fell silent. But Timothy, his eyes twinkling with a mischievous glint, smiled slyly and said, "Evan, we all know your situation—and we know you have your pride. It’s understandable that you wouldn’t want to accept help in front of everyone. So how about this? We’ll give you a job at my company.""I know you worked at TikToC before. Well, whatever they paid you, I’ll double it. You’ll never have to worry about money again."His words were dripping with condescension, and the classmates, especially Violet Mills and the other girls, felt a wave of discomfort wash over them. The disdain in Timothy’s offer was all too clear.But Evan didn’t seem to care. Setting down his tea, he glanced indifferently at Timothy and said, "No, really, that won’t be necessary."What?!Timothy and his friends could feel their tempers rising.What the hell is with this guy? Is he completely immune to money?How could anyone not care about money in a world like this?Withou
"Send red envelopes?"Timothy Daniels froze for a moment, then burst into loud, disdainful laughter, his whole body shaking as if he had just heard the funniest joke of 2024. His belly jiggled as he pointed at Evan, laughing so hard he could barely speak."Did you all hear that? He says he wants to send us red envelopes! Hahaha! A notorious pauper like Evan wants to give us—millionaires and billionaires—red envelopes? What a joke!"Jeff, Matt, Bobby, and the rest of the so-called "young entrepreneurs" doubled over with laughter, while Patrick clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he sounded like a squealing pig."He said he’s going to send us red envelopes?""Talk about overestimating himself! This is what they call biting off more than you can chew. Poor Evan, this is the very definition of delusion!"The classmates in the room, including Violet Mills and the other pretty girls, furrowed their brows in disapproval, clearly displeased with Timothy and his friends’ words. Yet, at the
When they opened it, their eyes widened in shock, their jaws dropping as they stared at the numbers on their screens. The gasps that filled the room were stifled, as if the air itself had been sucked out.For five seconds, the room was dead silent.Then, the box erupted with ear-splitting shrieks."Holy crap! Evan just sent $1 million! Oh my God, I just grabbed $100,000!""Fuck, Evan’s the real hidden tycoon here! A $1 million envelope? I got $100,000 too!"Thud.Timothy Daniels and the others’ phones slipped from their hands.They sat there, dumbfounded, as if they’d been struck by lightning.Evan, the poor kid, sent a $1 million red envelope?How did he suddenly become so rich?A million dollars? That’s nearly half a year’s profit for Timothy’s company, and an entire year and a half of revenue for Jeff and Matt’s businesses!"Are you going to keep sending envelopes?" Evan asked, his voice light, as if the $1 million he had just given away was nothing more than pocket change.Well, i
Violet Mills and the other pretty girls were now completely love-struck, their eyes filled with admiration, their faces flushed with desire.Wow, Evan’s handsome, he’s rich, and he’s kind. Does he have a girlfriend? If he does, would he mind having another?Meanwhile, Wayne, Juliette, and the other classmates who had cozied up to Timothy were fuming, their hair practically standing on end with regret. Why did we ever suck up to Timothy Daniels? they thought bitterly. Evan’s the real deal!Had they stuck with Evan, they’d have grabbed at least $1 million by now!As for Timothy Daniels and his group, they sat there in stunned silence, their minds reeling, their faces ashen, completely frozen like statues.$20 million… How are we supposed to compete with that?Even if we could somehow come up with that much cash, we’d be bleeding money, and our companies would have no liquidity left. We’d be bankrupt in no time!This is humiliating. Evan didn’t just slap our faces; he’s dragged us throug
“They’re over there,” someone finally said.“Thank you.” The man moved gracefully toward them, handing each of them a formal letter.“This is a presidential decree signed by President Donald of Aleria. It states that your companies’ trade relations with our country have been terminated. Multiple violations of our foreign trade laws were discovered in the products and technologies your companies exported to Aleria.”After delivering the notices, the man turned toward Evan, bowing deeply. “President Donald asked me to convey his warm regards to you and to wish you good health.”Evan waved dismissively. “Got it. Tell that old man to take care of his own health as well.”“Thank you for your concern. I will pass along your message,” the man said before quietly leaving the room.Clang!The entire room seemed to tremble as the weight of the situation finally hit the classmates. Their minds were reeling, their understanding of the world shattering.Even a fool could now see that Evan was behi
So why were they all bowing and offering him their utmost respect? The answer was obvious—this was undoubtedly the handiwork of Landon and Matthew.Hmm, I’ll have to remind them not to do this again, Evan thought. It’s nice to receive all this admiration, sure, but I still need to maintain my low profile here in Elysia.Thus, he tried to provide an explanation, hoping his classmates would at least remain uncertain, if not entirely convinced.His words left his classmates dumbfounded, their minds swirling with confusion.After finishing his explanation, Evan casually strolled out, leaving behind a group of stunned classmates still trying to make sense of what had just happened."I don’t believe it. There’s no way Evan’s just an ordinary person. He must be someone much more important.""Do you think if we reported something, the embassy officials would really treat us the same way?""Probably not."Violet Mills and the other girls, watching Evan’s departing figure, felt a pang of disapp