Chapter 131: Zhou Wan's First Love

The momentum of my two uncles was far faster and more ferocious than I had anticipated. They planned to post their announcement late at night, let it ferment overnight, and then purchase traffic for promotion the following morning. By then, Ye Yuning would not even have a chance to react, making any emergency PR efforts futile.

Early the next morning, Ning Cai came to pick up Qingqing, as both Zhou Wan and Shen Xian had matters to attend to. Shen Xian had an appointment with Xiao Yang’s father, Xiao Zhengchun, to discuss the gymnasium, while Zhou Wan appeared to be busy scouting for two new artists.

Having achieved his initial accumulation of capital, "Scholar" Xiao was living a very comfortable life. He had purchased a detached luxury villa in Nanzhou City, spanning over a thousand square meters, where his first and second wives lived in harmony. Upon entering the villa, the first wife was absent, having taken the second wife’s child out for the day. Shen Xian was instead greeted by the second wife—a woman covered in bulging muscles. Her biceps and back muscles were more defined than Shen Xian’s, rippling with explosive power. Even in autumn, she wore only a tank top, her hair pulled into a ponytail, looking quite intimidating.

Seeing Shen Xian enter, the "Amazon Barbie" was very courteous, beaming with a smile. "Oh, it's little Shen! Come in and sit." She had a soft spot for Shen Xian; he didn't seem annoying, and he had a sweet mouth, always addressing her as "Sister."

"Where is Uncle Xiao?" Shen Xian asked.

The Amazon Barbie curled her lip in disdain. "Who knows? He didn't come home again last night. I can't find him anywhere. Sooner or later, I’m going to have him castrated."

Just as she finished speaking, the "Scholar" walked in, his eyes still heavy with sleep. The moment he saw the Amazon Barbie, his expression turned fearful, and he hurriedly rubbed his cheeks. She lunged forward, sniffing him up and down before smacking him on the head. "You reek of fox musk, and you haven't even wiped the lipstick off your face!"

The Scholar laughed sheepishly. "I got drunk with some friends last night, there were no women..."

"I’d sooner believe the moon is made of cheese!" the Amazon Barbie glared at Xiao Zhengchun.

The Scholar whispered, "The youngster is here, show a little mercy..."

She gave him a cold look. "I’ll deal with you later!"

The Scholar felt as if he had been granted an amnesty. He immediately turned to Shen Xian. "Little Shen, I heard from Xiao Yang that you’re planning to buy that gymnasium?"

Shen Xian nodded. "That’s right, Uncle Xiao. You spent one hundred million on it originally, and I’m willing to add another ten million on top of that." The Scholar was currently brimming with confidence in his pig-farming business and was determined to become the biggest pork tycoon in the country.

"It’s not that I won't sell, but are you sure you won't lose money? And what about the funding?" the Scholar asked. "You need to think carefully; this isn't a joke." To the Scholar, one hundred million wasn't much, but in his mind, it was an astronomical figure for Shen Xian.

Shen Xian replied, "Please rest assured, Uncle Xiao, the funding is not an issue. I have already planned the subsequent operations and maintenance for the gymnasium. There is a shortfall of about thirty million, and I hope you can give me one month. I will definitely have it ready by then!"

Xiao Zhengchun nodded. "Very well, I trust you. If you have time today, I’ll take you to handle the transfer formalities."

Large-scale transactions like this involve cumbersome procedures, usually taking three to five business days to complete. "That works," Shen Xian said, rising and turning to the Amazon Barbie. "Sister, I’m going to borrow Uncle Xiao for the day."

The Amazon Barbie waved her hand. "Fine, I get it. Go ahead. I’m quite at ease with him when he’s with you." She then shot a fierce glare at the Scholar, who trembled, forcing a stiff smile.

"Let’s go, let’s go," the Scholar hurried, pulling Shen Xian toward the door, clearly afraid to stay home any longer.

Once outside, Shen Xian smiled. "Uncle Xiao, this might take three or four days to process."

A faint look of disdain appeared on the Scholar's face. "What kind of talk is that? It might take others three days, but for me, it only takes one!"

Shen Xian was stunned. "This..."

Typically, for a large real estate transaction, one must sign a sales contract, hire an intermediary for verification, and then go to the Real Estate Bureau for the transfer. The difficulty lies in the transfer and the mandatory escrow of funds, which alone takes three days.

"Follow me!" Xiao Zhengchun said, driving Shen Xian straight to the largest real estate agency in Nanzhou.

"Hello, how can I help you?" a man in professional attire asked politely.

"Is Manager Ma in?" Xiao Zhengchun asked.

"Yes, she is."

Xiao Zhengchun led Shen Xian directly to an office on the second floor. He knocked, and a woman's voice called from within, "Come in." Inside, a woman in her forties was writing something. Seeing Xiao Zhengchun, her face lit up with joy. She stood up, walking toward him with a shy expression. "Why are you here?"

The Scholar slapped her on the backside. "I’m here to process a transfer. Prepare a sales contract."

The woman glanced at Shen Xian and then rolled her eyes at the Scholar. "You devil, not a message in weeks when you don't need anything, but you remember me when you do. Wait." As she spoke, she swayed her hips toward the desk.

Before long, two contracts were ready. "According to the rules, the agency fee is one percent for both buyer and seller, but for your sake, I’ll waive it!"

On a transaction of one hundred million, that was a saving of at least two million. Was the Scholar’s reputation really worth that much? Shen Xian was dazed. After the contracts were signed, the Scholar gave her another pat on the backside. "I’ll message you later."

"I’ll be waiting," the woman replied, completely ignoring Shen Xian standing nearby.

"Let’s go to the Real Estate Bureau," the Scholar said.

The bureau had eight windows, all with long lines. Shen Xian pulled a number; there were at least fifty or sixty people ahead, meaning a three-hour wait. The Scholar snatched the ticket from his hand and tore it up. "So annoying. Why bother with a ticket? Follow me!"

He led Shen Xian to a third-floor office, knocked, and walked in without waiting for an answer. "Don't you know how to knock?" a woman in her forties wearing glasses asked, not looking up from her desk. She had short hair and a very capable, imposing aura.

When no one answered, she looked up and saw Xiao Zhengchun and Shen Xian. Her expression turned fierce. "Well, well, Xiao Zhengchun! Who told you to walk in without knocking!"

The Scholar wasn't angry; he smiled. "I brought a youngster here for a transfer. The lines are too long. Do me a favor, and I’ll treat you to dinner and a movie tonight—just the two of us."

The woman’s expression softened. She stood up. "Give me the documents. Come back later to sign!" As she walked past the Scholar, she whispered, "Heartless thing, who wants to go to dinner and a movie with you... come pick me up tonight!"

Shen Xian watched, utterly dumbfounded. This was incredible. A true role model!

As the Scholar sat on the sofa, triumphantly crossing his legs, he patted Shen Xian's shoulder. "Little Shen, what you’re seeing is just the tip of the iceberg. Your Uncle Xiao is known for having a girlfriend within every fifty-kilometer radius!"

Admirable, truly admirable! No wonder the Amazon Barbie kept such a close watch on him.

Soon, the woman returned. "Just sign here." Such efficiency was impressive. As they passed her, the Scholar gave her another slap on the backside. She trembled, her face turning crimson. "You're asking for death!"

The Scholar smelled his hand, looking intoxicated. "Fragrant!"

Shen Xian: ... *I'm still standing right here, could you at least consider my feelings?*

After signing, they went to the fund escrow center, where yet another woman in her forties yielded to the Scholar's charm. Everything went flawlessly. By the time they finished, it was evening. Shen Xian treated the Scholar to dinner.

"I need to eat light. If your 'Aunt' Barbie calls later, tell her I got drunk and you booked me a hotel room," the Scholar instructed.

Shen Xian nodded. The Scholar was delighted. "Want to know my recipe? It makes me unstoppable: one bottle of Jinjiu, half a bottle of Red Bull, and a bit of wolfberry..."

Shen Xian’s head ached. While he envied the Scholar's world, he couldn't grasp it. After dinner, Shen Xian stopped by Xiao Yang’s KTV, had a few beers with him, and set off to walk home. It was about an hour's walk.

The autumn breeze blew, clearing his head. As he passed a park, Shen Xian suddenly stopped. Under the dim streetlights, a man and a woman stood facing each other. The man wore a white suit, was tall and handsome, and a Cullinan was parked nearby. The woman, to his shock, was none other than Zhou Wan!