The Overnight Millionaires — True Wealth Flair

Revenge system bound. Host, choose. I pick A. 30 billion.

30 billion received. Old Zhao. This place: $30 off $8. Let's add seaweed.

Don't add. Just grabbed a coupon. Delivery's so pricey. Host's behavior

lacks rich flair. Within 24 hours, if no upgrade, assets drop $1.1B daily.

Flair cuts money? I try hard looks-wise. Buy it for me. No, old Zhao.

Get flair, fast. Like this? Chairman vibes? Like bathhouse staff.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao. True wealth flair starts with assets. Stocks, bonds, funds, PE.

Watch semiconductors. Go heavy there. Stocks I know. Green's unlucky.

What's a bond? Fancy IOU. What? Who's heavy?

Aren't you a trucker? I ask you: Noodles, 4 eggs? That's rich to me.

Probably not. No delivery coupons? Badass enough? I never lick yogurt lids.

Can't be rich, then. But he lacks your status. How so? I'm Boss Zhao.

He's Boss Zhao's twin. Try a luxury store. Can Xiao Chen haggle? If not, I'll feel pent up.

Ma'am, I'm Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen, can you cut the price? Luxury stores don't usually haggle. No discounts, fine.

If it doesn't fit, can I return it? Seven-day returns, right? Then why do they open shop? Is there a vibe dupe?

Does a big subsidy count as a big vibe? Mr. Zhao, let's just go to the store. This is too much. Like I'm going abroad.

Honestly, The farthest I've been is Uncle's place. Old Zhao.

Easy. One scuff and we're broke. Broke? This bag is 268k. Hands back, don't touch.

Mr. Zhao. Ma'am, just so you know, you two have 30 billion in cards. And this mall,

you own a stake too. Right. I'm not here to steal. I'm here to spend.

Waiter! Mr. Zhao is a VIP. Not a waiter. Why make the logo so big?

Afraid we'd miss it's pricey? It's a status symbol. So small inside. Can't even fit two cabbages.

Mr. Zhao. This set has presence. Save the presence. Old Zhao, I'm losing an arm.

Italian tailor, slim fit. Italy sounds so familiar. Xiao Chen. Are these to wear or to defend?

Ma'am, high heels are like this. Let's go to the wholesale market. Right, skip the price tags. At least let me breathe.

Oh, my god. Don't I look like the kind of tough adult now?

Like a debt collector. Told you. Got that international vibe. Mr. and Mrs. Zhao...

That's not international, it's... Xiao Chen, you don't get it. It's intimidation. Ma'am, I'm Xiao Zhang.

Don't look, please, don't. I tried my best. Keep it low-key. Old Zhao, this is the place.

The air smells familiar. Boss, how much for this? Eighty-eight. 88? Bro, you smoking gold?

Dicker to 28. You'd lose your shirt. This looks rich. Like an informant at a train station.

That's the one. Rich folks start here too. I'm Xiao Zhang. Mr. and Mrs. Zhao, hold on.

We don't know what happened. Better call the cops and an ambulance. Avoid any trouble. He's down there, what we waiting for?

Take it easy, sir. I won't move you. Just tell me where it hurts. Old Zhao, record it.

Xiao Chai, call 120. Thank you all. Rare to see helpful folks now. No worries, everyone has elders.

I may not look decent, but my wife is. Even you know that. Host qualification complete.

True rich aura detected. Damn, my peanut blessing worked! Kindness makes you rich. Hear that? Pure of heart.

Not ugly at all. Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao. Can secure assets. Can I return this?

No returns. Wear it now.