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Chapter 318 - 305 The Colorful World of a First-Generation Rich Second Generation (Vote for me!)

Chapter 318: 305 The Colorful World of a First-Generation Rich Second Generation (Vote for me!)

Through Shi Qianxi’s introduction, Jiang Chen gained a rough understanding of the social structure of this small circle.

Typically, when wealthy second-generation youngsters went yachting, most liked to bring some young models along, but this circle was different.

Like Shi Qianxi, the three girls including Fang Shan were all genuine socialites, if not exactly equals, then at least their family backgrounds were quite similar.

All aboard in succession.

The yacht sailed against the wind, leaving the dock behind.

Though setting sail in winter seemed inapt, children of the rich were not known for following the norms, prizing rather a lifestyle of whims and unrestrained freedom.

When happy, they would fly planes to the heavens to catch the moon; when displeased, they’d take yachts to the seas to hunt turtles.

The Athena, valued at nearly a billion, was not only outfitted with complete living and entertainment facilities but also staffed with nearly ten crew members.

The number of service staff outnumbered the guests.

About half an hour later, the yacht stopped in the center of a vast sea area.

The gentleman who first inquired what Jiang Chen was doing took out a high-end fishing gear and began to fish with an air of proficiency.

Jiang Chen knew that his name was Shi Runsheng, and his family was in the food manufacturing business, with hundreds of production bases across the country and nearly twenty thousand employees.

It could be said that over half of the country’s population had probably bought food and beverages produced by his family.

The adage ’Birds of a feather flock together’ certainly held true.

None of those who could joke and laugh with Shi Qianxi was an ordinary person.

"Can you all stay back a bit? You’re scaring my fish away."

At the edge of the yacht,

several jet skis were chasing and frolicking, causing Shi Runsheng to mutter discontentedly.

Leaning on the railing, Shi Qianxi watched the chubby tiger and Fang Shan ride the jet skis, laughing. "I haven’t seen them for a while, and they’ve actually gotten together."

Jiang Chen stood beside her, silently observing the colorful world of these rich second-generations.

"Qian Qian, come down and play! It’s been a long time since I’ve admired your surfing prowess. Let me pull you in."

A jet ski came to a stop, and Fei Yi, nicknamed ’chubby tiger,’ looked up and shouted to those on the deck.

Of course.

Although Miss Shi casually called him ’chubby tiger,’ apart from her, there were probably very few who dared to call him that.

"Want to go down and play?"

Shi Qianxi turned to look at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen shook his head. "Forget it, if you want to go, then go ahead."

It wasn’t a courtesy.

But rather not wanting to make a fool of himself.

Having lived the life of an ordinary person for over twenty years, he had never encountered such ways of living.

It was no exaggeration to say he wasn’t just inadequate at surfing; he didn’t even know how to operate a jet ski.

That’s also why some people, even if they are wealthy, are still called ’nouveau riche,’ while others are considered nobility.

Some gaps can only be bridged over time.

"Then I won’t go either."

Miss Shi, quite loyal, declined Fei Yi’s invitation and stayed on the deck to chat with Jiang Chen.

After they had their fill of play, they all boarded the yacht again and changed into clean clothes.

"Qian Qian, you seem less enthusiastic today."

Fei Yi approached, wiping his damp hair.

"Chubby tiger, I need to discuss something with you."

Shi Qianxi leaned against the deck’s railing.

"Qian Qian, just command me, no need for politeness. As long as it’s within my power, I’ll do it, whether it’s climbing a mountain of knives or plunging into a sea of flames," pledged Fei Yi.

The others laughed at his words.

Jiang Chen kept a calm expression on the surface, but inside he couldn’t help but grin.

Shi Qianxi had introduced him earlier, saying this guy was her childhood friend and, by age, was actually a few months older than she was.

But the way he called her "Qian Qian" sounded utterly smooth and natural.

"There’s no need for that; would I ever ask you to jump into a cauldron of boiling oil?"

"It’s just a little favor. You know many people in the entertainment circle, right? Help me scout some talent in the industry," requested Shi Qianxi.

"Qian Qian, why do you need these people?" asked Fang Shan with curiosity.

"It’s nothing much, I just want to start a film and television company," replied Shi Qianxi nonchalantly.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Qian Qian, are you saying Jin Hai is entering the entertainment industry? That’s big news; why haven’t I heard any whispers about it?" Fei Yi asked, suspicious.

"It has nothing to do with Jin Hai. I’m just setting something up for fun; tell me, can you get those people for me or not?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen finally understood the careful thoughts behind her actions.

Unlike Tianci Capital, which currently had enough people in their team, the soon-to-be-established film and television company was different.

It wouldn’t do to sign Pei Yunxi and then expect her to "fend for herself," right?

Moreover, the upcoming collaboration with Thomas Felton was about to start, and all these endeavors required manpower and professional talent.

"Qian Qian, you’re speaking words I don’t like to hear. You just give the order; I’ll get as many people for you as needed!" Fei Yi said with assurance.

"Chubby tiger, I’m not joking. Don’t try to play tricks on me. I need professional talents for company operations, not extras from film sets," Shi Qianxi emphasized.

"Qian Qian, I get your point, don’t worry. One week, and they will be in place," Fei Yi promised.

In any other context, such words would sound like boasting.

But Jiang Chen had no doubt.

There is a reason why the rich invest so much effort into building networks – once established, it means resource sharing, and many things can be accomplished with just a word.

The service staff brought champagne and beverages.

The selection included such exclusive brands as Bollinger, the British Royal Family’s choice, along with Louis Royal Consort, Krug, and others not seen in the market and rarely heard of by the general public.