"Brother Ryan, I was wrong!!!"
Zaiden, not taking it too seriously, glared at Yammir and said, "I've already changed my na to 'Prince,' and you're still bringing it up. Yammir, you're just showing off. We agreed it was only for a week."
"Don't bother. To be honest, I'm still not used to the taste of expensive drinks."
Ryan shook his head and said, "No matter how expensive the tea or wine is, it all tastes the sa to . I can't tell the difference."
Zaiden slapped his thigh again and said, "Brother, you're spot on. Last ti I went to dinner with my old man, he almost threw up after drinking so premium commorative Old Monk."
At this mont, the two top second-generation rich kids felt a kinship with Ryan. He wasn't arrogant or pretentious at all.
Yammir asked, "What do you want to drink? If I don't have it here, I'll have soone go buy it for you."
"No, I'll just have a Budweiser, sothing cold."
Ryan glanced at the nu and ordered casually, then turned to Yana and asked, "Yana, what would you like to drink?"
"Whatever Ryan is having is fine with ."
Yana replied obediently. From the mont she entered, she had been quiet, only speaking when Ryan addressed her.
Zaiden and Yammir exchanged glances, impressed. They felt that Ryan had excellent taste. This was the kind of woman a truly wealthy family would appreciate.
Even if you didn't marry soone like her, she was certainly qualified to be a lover or a mistress. At the very least, she knew how to behave in public and didn't embarrass her partner.
Especially since she was so beautiful yet not flashy, which was particularly important. The top rich second generation weren't fools who only cared about looks.
"Tina, just wait and see how he crashes and burns."
Kaiden muttered under his breath, convinced that Ryan was here to scam everyone.
Tina, however, felt increasingly uneasy. When she thought about the 1-million-dollars gift, Kaiden's words rang hollow.
Now she was filled with regret, because Ryan hadn't even glanced her way since they arrived. Back then, Ryan only had eyes for her.
While they were chatting, the staff brought over the purchase contract. Yammir reviewed it and asked, "Ryan, which bank are you more familiar with? Which bank are you applying for a loan?"
It was common for car dealerships to offer kickbacks for loans, and Yammir was being considerate by bringing it up.
"Just pay the full amount," Ryan replied decisively, shaking his head.
Kaiden sneered inwardly and whispered to Tina, "Look, he's putting on a show again. I'll tell you, nine out of ten people buy cars with loans. Even Brother Yammir is still paying off his own car loan."
"Why?" Tina asked instinctively.
Kaiden perked up and explained, "It's inflation. Money is becoming less and less valuable, especially for luxury cars like this. No one pays for them in full. Look how bold he is in bragging."
Yammir was also surprised and confird again, "Full paynt?"
Ryan laughed, pulling Yana closer and saying, "Yes, include the interior decoration and other things in the total cost. I don't want my woman to spend a single penny more or feel any pressure."
Yana's heart swelled with sweetness at his words, and she felt almost intoxicated even before taking a sip of wine.
"Alright, I'll modify the contract," Yammir said calmly, agreeing imdiately.
Ryan picked up his beer and drank comfortably, clinking glasses with Zaiden. When he was in a good mood, he didn't mind having a drink, even if his uric acid levels were high.
With a casual glance, Ryan noticed Tina standing to the side, looking sad. He turned his head away, feeling a pang of guilt, and avoided eting her gaze.
Ryan had no choice. Tina wasn't the bound object of his system. Otherwise, he wouldn't have hesitated to buy every car in the showroom for her.
During this ti, Ryan had been preoccupied with figuring out the rules of the sponsor system.
He had now recharged more than 5 million dollars on TikTok, but when he tried to gift it to male strears or other female strears, the system wouldn't allow it.
The TikTok interface remained unresponsive, and a system prompt appeared: "Ding... Non-bound objects cannot use unlimited money permission."
This frustrated Ryan. He had originally planned to shower super internet celebrities with gifts, hoping to win their favor as the top gifter. But the system's restrictions were too strict, dashing his dreams of building a harem.
There were only three binding objects allowed, which was a severe blow to his ambitions.
So, for now, Ryan had no choice but to focus on spending money on Yana. These amounts would have been unimaginable in the past, and while it all felt surreal, he couldn't deny the thrill of splurging.
The staff quickly brought the revised contract.
Ryan didn't even glance at it. He simply handed it to Yana and said, "Sign it."
"Ah??" Yana was stunned.
Yammir reminded him, "Brother, let's talk business. We can discuss personal relationships separately, but it's safer for you to read the contract."
Ryan smiled and shook his head. "No need. I trust Brother Yammir. Even if there's a breach of contract, we'll just compensate honestly. Why make it so complicated?"
His words sounded naive, but to Yammir and Zaiden, they carried a different aning. It was a subtle warning that even if there were issues, they'd better handle it properly.
Yana's hand trembled as she held the pen.
"Ryan, do I really have to sign this??" After all, it was a luxury car worth 2.8 million. She couldn't believe this was happening. To her, Ryan was as casual as handing her a bottle of Coke.
"It's not a lot of money. Why are you so nervous?" Ryan said, looking at her with amusent.
After reading too many online novels, Ryan had grown envious of protagonists who could effortlessly make hundreds of millions with their golden fingers.
In reality, such opportunities were rare. Unless he went to a casino, there were limited ways to spend money extravagantly. Ryan planned to look into auctions or similar events.
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