Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Tang Xiaoyu was just making up a random reason to offend Mr. Ding, but he never expected that it would arouse such great interest from him.

Ding Yuxiang is also a Myriad Worlds Player. Although his talent is average and he is very good at playing, it does not affect his judgment of this game at all. He feels that everything derived from this game will profoundly change the current social ecology.

Finding a common topic, the two quickly started chatting about things in the game.

When we talk about games, it naturally becomes Tang Xiaoyu’s home field. He casually talked about personal opinions or mission strategies, which made Mr. Ding on the side amazed.

If you stand at different heights and come into contact with different people and things, your views on the world will naturally be different. Just like in the real world, no matter how rich Tang Xiaoyu is, people don't need to investigate him. As long as they chat with him a few times and hang out a few times, they can know his details clearly. The gap in vision is not something you can just pretend if you want. What you see and come into contact with are things at that level, and the world in your eyes is naturally also at that level. There's no point in pretending, it's just more fun.

The two chatted for more than an hour, until Zhang Peng called to urge Tang Xiaoyu to get up and say goodbye to Mr. Ding.

Mr. Ding naturally heard Zhang Peng’s call. He tentatively asked Tang Xiaoyu:

"Your friend? Come over and have some tea with us."

"Let's wait another day, Mr. Ding. There are urgent things to do today. Just be busy, I'll leave first."

Why would you still chat for so long when you have something urgent to do?

Ding Yuxiang obviously didn't believe Tang Xiaoyu's words. But he would definitely not do anything to expose someone's background.

"Now that you have a better future, I must be happy for you, but we have worked together for so many years, and when I heard that you were leaving, I was still a little reluctant to leave. In this way, I asked Xiao Yao to give you next month's salary together. Forwarded to you. You won’t have to make another trip.”

Tang Xiaoyu certainly didn't care about the small amount of money, but he couldn't find any reason to refuse. He could only say thank you to Mr. Ding lightly.

Ding Yuxiang sent Tang Xiaoyu to the door of the company. This scene directly stunned Supervisor Yao and all his colleagues. For those who didn’t know, they thought that Tang Xiaoyu was appreciated by his boss, and he rose to great heights from then on.

It wasn't until the moment Tang Xiaoyu turned around to leave that Ding Yuxiang said what he wanted to say most.

"Xiao Tang, introduce your gamer friend to me another day. We are about the same age, so we must have a lot in common."

Tang Xiaoyu nodded stiffly, smiled, and fled the place without looking back.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, a black and gray off-road vehicle suddenly stopped in front of him like a giant steel beast.

This car is almost two meters high and nearly six meters long. The entire body is packed with a large amount of special steel, full-size off-road tires, exaggerated rivets, and a primitive, rough aesthetic that simply penetrates Tang Xiaoyu's lungs.

"General George Patton Mack!"

Tang Xiaoyu looked at the car of his dreams and couldn't even move. Many young people passing by took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the car.

The car window slowly lowered, and the restless music rushed out of the car instantly.

I saw Zhang Peng sitting in the driver's seat, wearing a pair of exaggerated sunglasses on his face, waving to Tang Xiaoyu with an evil look and saying:

"Brother, get in the car!"

For a moment, Tang Xiaoyu felt that all the worries of today had left him. After getting into the passenger seat and slamming the car door, Tang Xiaoyu shouted at the top of his voice to Old Zhang:

"Let's Go!"

The car slowly left the Huijin Building and ran along the Xin'an River.

Neither Zhang Peng nor Tang Xiaoyu spoke.

Just rocking to the music in the car.

Zhang Peng stopped the car after driving to the entrance of Mouli International Nightclub.

He jumped out of the car carrying a big paper bag and threw the car keys to the oncoming parking attendant.

This was the first time for Tang Xiaoyu to come to such an occasion. He followed Old Zhang with excitement.

As soon as the two entered the gate, two rows of beautiful girls wearing cheongsam on the left and right bowed and said:

"Welcome to the two distinguished guests! Please come in, the two distinguished guests!"

Among the two girls at the back, one took the initiative to help Zhang Peng take the paper bag in his hand, and the other took the initiative to hold Tang Xiaoyu's arm. The lobby manager quickly ran to the two of them, bowed and asked:

"You two, I wonder which private room you have reserved?"

Zhang Peng directly handed over the black gold card and said with a frivolous look:

"Get me the most expensive private room, the best wine, and ten of the most beautiful girls. I want to be my good brother and we won't come back until we get drunk!"

Seeing the black gold card in Old Zhang's hand, the manager's eyes suddenly lit up and he hurriedly said to the girl at the front desk:

"The presidential room is reserved for two distinguished guests. You two will lead the guests to the private room first. I will handle the procedures here."

Hearing this, the two girls in cheongsam held the arms of Old Zhang and Tang Xiaoyu, one on the left and the other on the right, and walked towards the elevator.

The entire private room is one to two hundred square meters, and it is magnificently decorated. It is estimated that forty or fifty people can stand in it without feeling crowded. After the two little girls brought Tang Xiaoyu and the others in, they turned around and left. Before leaving, Old Zhang's paper bag was also placed on the table.

Zhang Peng took out two boxes of Huazi from the paper bag and threw them to Tang Xiaoyu.

As soon as the two of them lit up the cigarettes in their hands, the manager led dozens of beautiful women in.

"Two of you, take your time and choose. I'll be waiting outside the door."

After saying that, the manager bowed and left the private room.

Zhang Peng didn't say anything nonsense and directly tore open the paper bag and poured it on the ground.

I saw dozens of bundles of brand-new hundred-dollar bills piled at my feet, which made the row of beauties stare straight at them.

Zhang Peng glanced at these beauties and then slowly said:

"Stop it here in advance. I won't take any of this money away, I'll give it all to you. But I'm going to say something ugly in front of you. If anyone makes it hard for us brothers to have fun and have fun, not only will they lose a penny. If you can't get it, you won't be able to live well. Now that I've said it, those who don't want it, those who have boyfriends, or those with aunties can leave. "

These beauties looked at each other, and Tang Xiaoyu could see their inner struggles. In the end, only three people left the private room, and the remaining beauties took the initiative to sit next to Zhang Peng and Tang Xiaoyu. In an instant, the room was filled with beauties and bustling.

When the manager led several young men in to deliver drinks. My eyes widened when I saw the pile of cash on the ground.

Zhang Peng shouted to the beauties around him:

"You can order whatever you want to drink. Send all the wine quickly and get some food for the labor and management. My brother and I haven't had dinner yet. Once everything is ready, the labor and management will lock the door."

After saying that, Old Zhang burst out laughing.

Soon, the table was filled with wine and food.

The VVIP999 presidential bag is also locked directly from the inside.

PS: Don’t get me wrong, I’m just singing along.