Who would still be a social slave when they are so rich?

Chapter 376 My fate is up to me!
Crowne Plaza Hotel!

Located near Chunxi Road, it is less than 300 meters away from Shufen Hotpot, and only three or four minutes' walk.

Su Chen sat on the sofa and rubbed his forehead, trying to squeeze out the last bit of discomfort in his head.

After having supper last night, Hou Ting thought about arranging a second party. Originally, they wanted to go to the most popular bar in Chengdu to have fun, but Su Chen didn't like that kind of noisy environment, but he didn't want to refuse Hou Ting's kindness.

After some discussion, the three of them finally went to a pub near Chunxi Road, where they drank wine and listened to melodious folk songs, feeling particularly comfortable.

The reason why Su Chen's head is like this is all thanks to Hou Ting.

Don't be fooled by his honest appearance, he is actually full of bad intentions.

Hou Ting also knew that Su Chen was not good at drinking, so he specially recommended a cocktail called Long Island Iced Tea, which had a refreshing taste of cola + lemon.

At that time, Su Chen felt that it tasted quite good and drank three cups in two hours. After the aftereffects came, Su Chen realized that this wine was a damn "assassin"!
After some research, I found out that a glass of Long Island Iced Tea is equivalent to drinking three glasses of pure liquor.

One can imagine what Su Chen’s condition would be like after he drank three Long Island iced teas!
Su Chen was the type of person who was conscious but unable to walk. When they left, Hou Ting and Chen Fei carried him to the car.

Hou Ting is also a shrewd guy. When he first chose the Long Island Iced Tea, he implicitly told Su Chen to just drink one glass and let him try more of the others.

Looking back now, this guy deliberately dug a hole and waited for him to jump into it. Even if he came to settle the score with Hou Ting afterwards, that guy would have legitimate reasons to defend himself.

"Sir, have some honey water. I asked the hotel to send it to you!" At this time, Fade Chen came over with a plate.

In addition to the honey water he mentioned, there were also some breakfasts, all still steaming.

Su Chen took the honey water handed to him by Chen Fei. The warm cup of water touched his fingertips and the sweet smell penetrated into his nostrils, making Su Chen's slightly swollen brain feel a little more comfortable.

I tilted my head back and took a big sip. The warm honey water slid down my throat and into my stomach. I felt like I was alive again, and my energy increased a bit.

"Comfortable!" Su Chen sighed and looked up at Fade Chen. "Where's Hou Ting? If I remember correctly, he should also be in this hotel. Could it be that he hasn't gotten up yet?"

As he spoke, Su Chen raised his hand to check the time. It was already around nine forty-five in the morning. Hou Ting was not drunk last night, so he should have been up by now.

Chen Fei arranged the breakfast on the plate one by one, and then responded: "Mr. Hou left early in the morning. He said that the third season of the league has begun. It just so happens that his club will have a game in a few days, and he has to go and explain some things."

"Alliance?" Speaking of this, Su Chen remembered the scene when he and Sicong went to France to watch the game last year. The domestic club missed the finals and almost didn't even make it into the semi-finals.

"I don't know if we can win the championship this year. I hope the IG club can fight for it!" Su Chen did not forget that he still owns half of the shares of the club, which he bought with real money.

If Chen Fei hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have thought of this matter.

"A Fei, check online later where the league's finals will be this year. If you have time, go check it out. We never know when domestic clubs will be able to hold our own championship trophy!"

Su Chen shook his head slightly, picked up the preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the table and started eating. After taking two bites, he thought of Chen Fei who was standing next to him, "Have you eaten? If not, sit down and eat together!"

"Sir, I have eaten. When I went downstairs to arrange breakfast, I ate something in the hotel restaurant." Chen Fei patted his slightly round belly and said.

The name of this hotel doesn't sound very high-end, but it is a five-star hotel after all. The breakfast is also particularly rich, with all kinds of Chengdu-style delicacies, which made Chen Fei enjoy his meal, especially the spicy rabbit heads. He ate five of them in a row!
When he thought of the spicy rabbit head, Fade Chen swallowed subconsciously.

Su Chen, who was eating century egg and lean meat porridge, could hear the crisp "gurgling" sound clearly.

He was very familiar with this voice. He must have been thinking of something delicious, otherwise Chen Fei would not be in such a posture.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Fade Chen and asked, "Did you sneakily eat something delicious this morning without telling me?"

Hearing this, Fade Chen smiled sheepishly, and said with a hint of embarrassment: "It's not delicious, just a few spicy rabbit heads."

After saying that, Fade Chen saw the steamed buns and preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of Su Chen, and quickly explained: "Sir, I thought you couldn't eat spicy food after your hangover, so I picked this porridge specifically for you, it's good for your stomach, hehe!"

Su Chen was stunned for a moment. Don’t you look at what you are saying?
When did people in the southwest stop being able to eat spicy food?
Don’t talk about hangover or being drunk. In the southwest, people get up early in the morning to eat hot pot, not to mention spicy rabbit head.

He looked at Chen Fei unhappily, but Su Chen did not blame Chen Fei. After all, he was thinking about him.

But Su Chen has already silently memorized the spicy rabbit head in his heart. As one of the most representative delicacies in Chengdu, he must try it no matter what.

I haven't seen Chen Fei eat several of them in one meal, and he still looks like he is savoring the food.

"The setting sun in the northern frontier is her red makeup, and the pine and cypress trees on the mountain are her bridesmaids..."

At this time, the mobile phone on the table rang. When Su Chen saw the caller ID, a smile flashed across his face.

The person who called was none other than Yang Yu, whom I met at the night market last night.

"Hello, Yang Yu~" After answering the call, Su Chen said in a relaxed tone.

At this time, in an old and dilapidated house, Yang Yu sat on a sofa in the 1990s style and responded a little nervously: "Mr. Su, I hope I didn't disturb your rest!"

Next to Yang Yu sat a woman with some gray hair. Her dark and rough hands were clenched tightly together. She tilted her ear to listen to the voice coming from the phone.

"No, I was just having breakfast. Have you discussed it with your mother? If there is no problem, you can come to the hotel to find me!"

In fact, it is not a big deal. The headquarters of his film and television company is in the imperial capital, and it has no branches in other places. When talking about this last night, Su Chen asked Yang Yu for his opinion, whether he and his mother were willing to go to the imperial capital.

There will definitely be no problem for Yang Yu. After all, he is only one step away from realizing his dream, and he will definitely not give up.

But his mother has lived in Chengdu for decades. There is a saying that it is hard to leave one's hometown, and elderly people are reluctant to go far away.

Even if this plot had not happened, the old lady might not want to go to the imperial capital with her, fearing that not only would she not be able to help, but she would also hinder her son Yang Yu, which is definitely what Yang's mother does not want to see.

If Yang's mother is unwilling to go and stays alone in Rongcheng, Yang Yu will definitely be worried. Once distracted, he will lose the energy to concentrate and work hard, which is what Su Chen does not want to see.

For this reason, Su Chen specifically asked Yang Yu to go back and do some ideological work on his mother and take his mother with him to the imperial capital.

As for accommodation, Su Chen also stated at the time that the company would provide corresponding subsidies for food, accommodation and travel so that he did not have to worry about these issues.

Yang Yu on the other end of the phone heard Su Chen's question, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Su, I have already arranged it here, no other questions."

"Well, just arrange it!"

"I'm in the presidential suite at the Crowne Plaza Hotel. When you get there, just tell the front desk my name and they'll take you up. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now!"

Yang Yu naturally had nothing else to do. After Su Chen hung up the phone, he turned and looked at his mother beside him.

"Thank you, Mom. It's just hard for you to run around with me!"

Tears instantly flowed from Yang Yu's eyes and slid down his face to the ground.

Mother Yang touched Yang Yu's head with her rough hands, with a delighted smile on her face, "Silly child, what's wrong with you? I am counting on you to succeed and let me live a good life!"

"Okay, stop crying. You are already so old. Mr. Su is still waiting for you in the hotel. Go quickly. Oh, and don't forget to bring your achievements over the past few years."

"People have to be valuable to be needed by others. Only when you show enough value will others pay more attention to you!" As a person who has been through it, Yang's mother naturally sees all of this thoroughly.

She has great confidence in her son. This confidence is not only the expectation of a mother, but also the trust in Yang Yu's talent and the skills she has honed over the years.

It is precisely because of this that she has never cut off Yang Yu's dream-chasing heart and let him stay at home to pursue his dream. She is waiting for the day when Yang Yu, the pearl covered by the mud, can bloom with his own light.

Yang Yu wiped his tears, nodded resolutely, stood up and went back to his room which was less than ten square meters, changed into a slightly decent set of clothes, and went out carrying his computer bag.

……

It was a rare opportunity for Yang Yu to ride in a yellow Ferrari, and it only took him ten minutes to reach the hotel Su Chen mentioned.

When he saw the luxurious lobby of the hotel and then looked at the clothes he was wearing a few years ago, he suddenly felt a little cramped and embarrassed to go in.

"Yang Yu, you have to work harder. If you can't even face this level, what's the point of pursuing your dream?"

After Yang Yu comforted himself, the tension in his heart disappeared a lot. After taking a deep breath, he walked towards the inside of the five-star hotel with his head held high.

The hotel receptionist frowned instantly when he saw Yang Yu's sweaty clothes, and immediately stepped forward to stop him.

Although he felt a little contemptuous in his heart, he still asked politely: "Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"

Yang Yu's heart was beating as if it had a motor, thump thump, thump faster and faster. He seldom interacted with other people, and his inner "inferiority complex" made him so nervous that he could hardly speak.

When he thought of his mother's gray hair and calloused hands, his inner uneasiness was instantly suppressed.

"I'm here to look for someone, Mr. Su Chensu from the presidential suite!"

"Presidential suite?!" The receptionist's pupils shrank slightly, and he was obviously shocked by these four words.

Although their hotel is located near Chunxi Road, which is considered a commercial center, the presidential suite, which costs five figures a night, sometimes does not see a single guest in a month.

But it just so happened that the receptionist knew that a guest had stayed in the presidential suite last night, but he didn't know the guest's last name.

Seeing that the shabby man in front of him had a real name, the receptionist would rather be scolded by the lobby manager than offend the presidential suite, so he respectfully brought Yang Yu to the front desk of the hotel and also kindly helped him explain his purpose.

When the front desk staff heard that the shabby man in front of them was a VIP looking for the presidential suite, they were unable to react for a moment.

"Please wait a moment, I'll make a phone call and ask!" The receptionist came to her senses, gave Yang Yu an apologetic smile, and dialed the landline of the presidential suite.

After getting the confirmation, both the front desk clerk and the receptionist looked at Yang Yu with a little more respect, knowing that this was not someone they could look down upon.

The receptionist sent Yang Yu to the elevator, punched the elevator card for him considerately, then stood at the elevator door with a smile on his face. When the elevator door slowly closed, he bowed to Yang Yu.

It was a stark difference from his initial attitude at the door.

Feeling the elevator slowly rising, Yang Yu felt a great shock in his heart.

Yang Yu saw everything about his attitude from both the receptionist and the front desk staff, from disdain at the beginning to respect later on. All these changes were due to the presidential suite and Su Chen's identity.

"I must seize this opportunity to change my destiny. I don't want to be looked down upon like today!" A determination flashed in Yang Yu's eyes.

Starting from today, no, it should be starting from the moment he stepped out of the elevator, he must work ten times or even more than before to achieve this goal!

"Ding!"

Soon the elevator reached the floor where the presidential suite was located. Yang Yu thought about what the front desk told him and quickly found the room.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door of the room opened with a "click" and Chen Fei appeared in Yang Yu's sight.

Looking at the young man in front of him whom he didn't know, a hint of doubt flashed in Yang Yu's eyes.

Before he could ask, Fade Chen spoke first, "Come in, Mr. Su is waiting for you inside!"

"Thank you!" Yang Yu replied politely, tightened his computer bag, and strode in.

The layout of the suite was the most luxurious he had ever seen in decades, and it dazed him.

"Come on, sit here!" Su Chen, who was lying on the sofa and chatting, sat up immediately when he saw Yang Yu coming.

Yang Yu, who was in a daze, came to his senses immediately when he heard the familiar voice. He smiled embarrassedly at Su Chen and walked to the sofa next to him and sat down.

His butt was only one-third of the way up, and his back was straighter than Tianfu Avenue. If you didn't know, you would think he was interviewing for a Fortune 500 company.

"Yang Yu, don't be too restrained. Just be casual, just like we were at the night market last night!" Su Chen said with a faint smile on his face.

Hearing this, Yang Yu relaxed a little and sat down on the sofa, but he only sat about halfway.

Seeing this, Su Chen stopped talking. He knew that if he continued talking, it would only put more pressure on Yang Yu.

Seeing the computer bag next to Yang Yu, Su Chen immediately understood what he meant and knew that he came prepared.

His eyes moved slightly, and he pretended to be ignorant and asked, "Isn't the computer in your backpack the one you use to make animations?"

"Yes!" Yang Yu nodded and quickly took out his notebook from his bag. "All my creations are in this notebook."

"If you say so, I'm quite curious about what treasures are in here. Let's open it and see what you have created in the past few years!" Su Chen also wanted to see if Yang Yu had that ability.

Talking without doing is just empty talk; the real way is to produce goods.

Without wasting any time, Yang Yu opened his notebook and clicked on a folder. The catalog of animations he had made or works he had conceived was displayed in front of him.

The catalogue is not very long, only six, but the first four are marked with the note “failed works”!
Su Chen directly skipped the first four and looked at the fifth one. He pointed to the directory called "Hit a Big Watermelon" and asked, "Is this the animation you have spent several years to produce?"

"Yes, Mr. Su!" Yang Yu took the mouse, clicked on the big watermelon with some trembling, and chose to play.

The animation is sixteen minutes long. As soon as it started, Su Chen was attracted by the plot. He never thought that Yang Yu would use playing cards as the medium to create this animation.

Its content echoes that of playing cards, both of which are for gambling.

"Okay, this looks good!" Sixteen minutes passed quickly, and when it ended, Su Chen couldn't help but shout.

Yang Yu, who was standing by, saw Su Chen's happy look, and his heart finally settled down. He knew that his first step was successful, and the rest depended on his future efforts.

Su Chen watched it over and over again for a while before reluctantly turning off the video. His eyes naturally fell on the last directory.

"Is this last catalog your idea for future creations?"

Su Chen looked at the directory which had no name on it but just a question mark and said.

Yang Yu shook his head silently, "That was my previous idea, but... I have a better idea now!"

As he said that, Yang Yu took the notebook, tapped on it a few times, and then put the notebook in front of Su Chen.

Seeing this, Su Chen looked at Yang Yu in surprise, then looked at the last directory again, where a line of words was clearly written.

"My fate is in my own hands. Whether I am a demon or an immortal, I have the final say!"

Yang Yu clenched his fists tightly. These two sentences suddenly popped up in his mind after he experienced the incident in the lobby. They were also the most true portrayal of his inner self!
(End of this chapter)