The Rebirth Of The Villain In The City, The Rich Second Generation

Chapter 1 Is this the pinnacle of life?

“Grass!” (a kind of plant) Su Zhiwen sat up abruptly from the bed, rummaging around on the bed, “It’s going to be late, Gan! Where’s my clothes?”

Su Zhiwen is a college student, thanks to the hard work of the previous twelve years, he was admitted to 985 schools.

However, after going to college, he fell.

When the dreams of childhood became a joke in the face of reality, few people could restrain the pessimism brought about by the huge gap. Su Zhiwen was not a man of great perseverance, and naturally he could not avoid it.

Although it is very salty, Su Zhiwen is not in a hurry at this moment. In his memory, today is the counselor’s ideological and political education class, which needs to be named.

You don’t care about what you learn, but you don’t want to call your name. If you miss a subject less than once, this is not what Su Zhiwen wants.

“Huh? This is not a dormitory? Who am I? Where am I?”

Su Zhiwen, who searched for clothes to no avail, noticed that this is not the school dormitory he lived in before, but a large room.

It’s really big, just the big bed that can lie on four or five people, even the dormitory of him and a few roommates can’t fit.

The room looks clean and tidy, which is two extremes compared to his dormitory.

(The rumors are true. Most male dormitories are dirty, messy and poor. The better ones have no peculiar smell. The worse ones, you can understand them.)

Su Zhiwen suddenly felt a little swelling in his brain after the stunned three consecutive games. Su Zhiwen suddenly swept through his mind with familiar and unfamiliar memories, like shadows, making him even more stunned.

“I am Su Zhiwen, from an ordinary family, a scumbag from a prestigious school, just a member of the general public?”

“No! I’m Su Zhiwen, and my dad is the chairman of Jinhai Group. Am I a rich second-generation?”

“So who on earth am I? Ordinary college student? Or the rich second generation?”

Su Zhiwen clutched his swollen head, squatted on the ground with his eyes absent, and kept muttering in his mouth.

It wasn’t until a certain moment that Su Zhiwen realized that he was no longer the same person.

To be precise, the ordinary college student is him, but in the memory, that Su Zhiwen is dead, and at the end of that memory, it was a lorry that was speeding up.

Then, it was black, and there was nothing left.

The current Su Zhiwen is a rich second generation who is ignorant and has no bad things to do. In addition to the favorable family conditions, he is still so salty.

Su Zhiwen thoroughly sorted out the memories of the two lives, got up, and looked at the closet on the side, where a full-length mirror stood upright.

The figure in the mirror gave Su Zhiwen a strange but familiar feeling.

Familiarity is because he is himself in the mirror, an eighteen-year-old young handsome guy.

Unfamiliar because the mirror is no longer the unshaven ordinary student in his early twenties.

“Is this going through? Or rebirth?” Su Zhiwen looked at himself in the mirror inexplicably, which was not consistent with the description in the novels he had read before. He didn’t feel that the rich second generation “Su Zhiwen” was a replacement. It’s like blending together.

In the memories just now, he could feel his own emotions every moment, rather than as a bystander, without any disturbance.

After a moment of loss of consciousness, Su Zhiwen smiled. Those are just novels. How can they be used as a reference for this scene?

No matter which Su Zhiwen, he is himself, why bother? It’s not enough to accept it willingly.

“Oh, I have become a rich second generation, this is the pinnacle of my life? Isn’t that…” Su Zhiwen hehe, showing an extremely wretched expression.

In the previous life, the mother was solo, and she had her own single halo, but she couldn’t court for an even number of times. In this life, she smoked and drank and burned her head, dragged racing and played cards and bullfights, and didn’t love women and loved to play ball.

In short, he was a human in his two lives. He was a single dog in the previous life. Well, in this life, well, he should be regarded as a single nobleman.

After the memories of the two lives merged, Su Zhiwen couldn’t help but not yelling, and all reached the pinnacle of life. You know what to do next with your toes!

After opening the closet, Su Zhiwen deliberately put on the expensive clothes at a glance.

In fact, it is the lower grade in the closet. After all, the grade is too high. People of the same class may see it, but others don’t have that vision.

Although he is still a high school student and should wear school uniforms, as a well-known rich second-generation and not a good student, he needs to abide by the school rules?

Since I want to pick up girls, of course it is how high-profile came, this is not a novel, there is no need to pretend to be a pig, eat a tiger, and be low-key.

Maybe the tiger didn’t eat it and would be laughed at as a pig. Su Zhiwen is not the protagonist in the novel, and has a tendency to be abused.

Isn’t it good to be forced to the end? Want to be ridiculed and ridiculed for a long time before pretending to be slapped in the face?

Humming a brisk song, Su Zhiwen walked out of the room, got down from the second floor, and went to the restaurant. At this point, he should be eating breakfast.

It is true that I got up late today, but it has little effect. Anyway, it is not the first time that he is late. How can it be important to have a meal in school?

“Master, you’re up.” Waiting in the restaurant a long time ago was the butler of the Su family, an old man who was nearly sixty years old and had served the Su family for three generations.

To be precise, Su Zhiwen is not the rich second generation. Su Jiazu is a rich generation from generation to generation. He is all rich N generation.

“Good morning, Uncle Da!” Su Zhiwen was in a good mood, smiled and said hello, then sat and started to move on his own, “Uncle Da, don’t you stand up, sit down and eat?”

Uncle Da is an old man from the Su family. He has been serving since Grandpa Su Zhiwen’s generation and has been serving for more than 40 years now.

The Su family didn’t treat him as an outsider, and Su Zhiwen naturally wouldn’t be that bad guy. He really used Uncle Da at the moment, not to mention that Uncle Da is very old.

“Thank you, Master, I have already eaten it, you can eat it yourself,” Uncle Da with a gentle smile on his face, did not stand anymore, sat down slowly, and watched Su Zhiwen quietly after eating breakfast. “Xiao Wang is already waiting outside, Master, are you going to school today?”

“Go, of course I’m going.” Su Zhiwen wiped his mouth, and after saying goodbye to Uncle Da, he went straight out of the villa.

Outside the villa, the Xiao Wang mentioned by Uncle Da, a young man in his thirties, is Su Zhiwen’s driver and bodyguard.

“Young Master.” Seeing Su Zhiwen out of the villa, Xiao Wang leaned forward slightly to show respect, then opened the car door, stretched out his hand to protect Su Zhiwen’s head, and signaled Su Zhiwen to get in the car.

Sitting on the back seat of a luxury car, stroking the soft cushion of Rolls-Royce, Su Zhiwen exclaimed in her heart, “This is the life of the rich, it’s so cool!”

Su Zhiwen, who combines the memories of the two lives, has never seen him sitting in a previous life, but on the Rolls Royce that he rides every day in this life, the two emotions of novelty and calm are intertwined, but he did not show any ugliness.