I'm A Baller

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Wang Dayuan and his brother Wang Dayou were excited when they returned home with a pile of blueprints. They pulled Wang Yan out on the spot to scout the area.

Standing on the hillside, they discussed about the land and returned with great enjoyment.

“I’ll send you another 20 million in batches after the New Year. Follow the plan…”

Wang Yan’s manner when talking about 20 million as if he was talking about 2000 yuan, stunned his uncle again.

Wang Dayuan did not have any other thoughts. Knowing that his son did not lack this bit of money, he nodded his head with half excitement and half seriousness.

“Yes, I will manage our family’s business well…”

In the next two days, the whole family began to study the construction sequence.

After careful consideration and comparison, the mountain stream and fish pond were placed at the end, and the living area construction was placed at the forefront.

“Wangjiaao, soon the village is evacuated, it won’t be easy to enter the mountain again. We have to get the workers and our residential address up.”

“The biogas pool is the main point.”

“We have to open the mouth of the mountain to the south and build a third-grade road.”

“We have to reserve space and use the third-grade road to deal with it first. In the future, we will completely build it and then upgrade it…”

“Building a reservoir and digging a stream are both major projects…”

“Don’t worry, we’re doing 10 years of construction. If we can’t do it in 10 years, then 20 or 30 years. We’ll take it slowly!”

What Wang Yan took out was only the tip of the iceberg in the plan, but it already made his father and uncle feel a lot of pressure.

The real panorama was even scarier.

The villa’s construction and basic renovation cost about 500 million to 800 million.

If they wanted to upgrade the road outside to the high-speed level, they would need 3.5 billion to 5 billion.

If they didn’t have black technology, they would have to invest tens of billions in fertile soil and purified water, and it would be very difficult to achieve the current results.

How much money was needed to repair the reservoir?

Of course, if the villa could make a name for itself and its products were specially supplied to a certain sea, that road could allow the city to apply for a subsidy from the state, and they might not have to fork out a single cent.

However, due to certain restrictions, Wang Yan might not be able to play so flirtatiously… Anyway, they would discuss it again.

A few days passed quickly.

Early in the morning on the 28th, the two families drove back to Gu Jiao.

Wang Yan’s home could not accommodate them, so they occupied the house next door — Xi Zige did not return home this year and did not take a holiday. He had to work overtime for Wang.

The family cleaned up, and Wang Yan changed his clothes and prepared to go to the class reunion.

Zhang Yin, Wang Yonglei, Datou, and the other sand sculptures had been urging him since morning. They already had lunch at noon, so he did not understand why they were in such a hurry.

Driving the broken Wrangler, Wang Yan arrived at Dong Yuan International’s… the internet cafe next door.

Oh my, look at all of you!

The young master was very disdainful of the pre-event event. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that the internet cafe party was not worthy of Fu Guige’s current level.

However, when he found that everyone was in a 4V5 situation, he immediately requested to participate in the battle energetically.

“F*ck! No, no, I’m not going to team up with Wang!”

“Yes, yes, yes, we have to re-adjust. We have to allocate our teammates according to their ranks!”

F*ck!

Brother Doggie was furious. “Don’t you know what it means ‘to treat a gentleman differently after three days’?!”

After playing the role of the Emperor Wang, Wang Yan’s current aura was extremely intimidating.

The sand sculptures were skeptical. “Do you mean that your current level is very high?”

“Yes!”

Wang Yan nodded confidently.

Then, when they logged into the game, everyone realized that something was wrong. “Why is your level still bronze?”

“Sub-account!”

“Your skin is quite full…”

“Your sub-account also needs to have a card face!”

“Brother Wang, which way do you want to go?”

“Anything is fine!”

Everyone thought about it and felt that they had to give face to the tycoon. Perhaps during the afternoon or evening activities, when Wang Yan was happy, he would say, “Young Master Wang will pay for all the expenses”?

“Then you pick a seat first.”

Wang Yan thought about it and felt that he couldn’t be reckless. He had to be steady, so he waved his hand coquettishly and said, “Give me a single hit, watch me kill my opponent!”

Instantly, a fear of being dominated filled everyone’s heart…

Ten minutes later.

“I move, move… return… F*ck, I’m empty!”

Wang Yan, whose double darts were empty, lay down with a cry. His battle record was 0-5.

The sand sculptures raised their heads one after another and looked over as if they were looking at a sand sculpture. Big Brother, didn’t you say that to look at you in a new light?

Zhang Yin thought for a moment and asked Wang Yonglei quietly, “Don’t you feel that Wang Yan has become even more noob?”

Wang Yonglei suddenly realized. “So that’s how you look at him in a new light!”

The others did not dare to scold him because Wang Yan’s status was no longer the same as it was in the past. Gu Jiashu was not used to it and he was getting more and more irritable.

“Wang Yan, I’ll go wild in the grass!”

Wang Yan thought for a moment and sighed. “Alright, I’ll go wild in the next round…”

Yahtzee!

Can you play support?

In the third round, the young master was indeed pushed to the support position, and then he successfully made Xiao Kai, who was in the master level, explode..

The blackout lasted until 11:30. The specific process was not very pleasant, therefore a large portion was omitted.

Everyone went back to the hotel happily. Many female students had already gathered in the reserved banquet hall.

Wang Yan and Datou were surrounded by the sand sculptures in the middle. His eyes inadvertently swept past the crowd, and his footsteps could not be controlled.

He Meng really came?

It had been more than half a year since he last saw her. The last sentence in WeChat was, “Thank you. I may not have time to go to your graduation party, so we’re even.”

That sentence and the record of receiving red packets had been left in the private chat. Wang Yan did not delete it, and he also did not click on her profile picture to check her moments.

It had been half a year since he last saw her, and she seemed to be even more arrogant than before.

Arrogance was pride, and reservation was being reserved.

She sat in the crowd and smiled faintly. Her chin was slightly retracted, and when she looked at people, her gaze was obviously distant. Other girls would occasionally cuddle and play together, but she had always been aloof and independent.

However, the center of the crowd had always been her.

In another corner of the room, Yu Qiuli was dressed extremely sexily, but she refused to move closer to her. She only glanced at her from time to time.

This was He Meng, the most beautiful and pressuring goddess of this year’s Experiment, and the object of his unrequited love.

Big-headed Gu Jiashu laughed and took the initiative to welcome her. “Beautiful lady, thank you for gracing me with your presence. I am honored by your presence!”

“I am also a classmate in our class. You are going overboard by saying that.”

He Meng’s answer was like a standard socialite. She was well mannered, polite, and her manners were impeccable, but she lacked warmth.

If He Miaomiao was said to be a wild lady and naive, then she was the highest-level aristocrat that could be educated in the mining city.

In other words, she was very good at pretending.

She wasn’t this sick before she went to university…

As Wang Yan was cursing in his heart, he saw her turn her head to glance at him. Her gaze paused slightly on his face, revealing a trace of genuine surprise.

The time was short, as if it was an illusion.

Wang Yan had an inexplicable hostility toward her, but he didn’t realize it. Therefore, the picky and vigilant look in his eyes was far greater than the yearning.

After their eyes met, He Meng frowned slightly.

As for Wang Yan, he looked out for Yu Qiuli and did not pay attention to her.