Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

A recent piece of news has spread in the modeling world: a young girl who once participated in a supermodel competition has actually hooked up with a big shot and moved into a mansion.

This news caused a huge stir and quickly went viral in the industry.

Wow, that's a huge mansion! I heard it's over 50,000 square feet.

"It's been renamed now, have you read the newspaper? It's called Cloud Nest now, and I heard the owner is a big shot from North America."

"That woman is really lucky."

"That house costs 85 million Hong Kong dollars!"

"You're only just finding out? You're crazy."

Before Chai Xiaofen even entered, she overheard her former colleagues talking about her. The models didn't get together often; instead, they followed the schedules and activities.

The fact that so many of them have gathered here today means there's a big event that requires so many of them.

When she came in, the group didn't even glance at her. This plain-looking girl, nothing special, tiny bra size—laughable, laughable!

They never imagined that the lucky woman they were talking about was this young girl; it wasn't that no one paid attention to her, one of the models noticed that Chai Xiaofen hadn't changed her clothes, but instead started packing her things.

"Xiaofen, you're not participating in this event?"

"Okay, I'm not doing it anymore. I'm going to do something else," Chai Xiaofen said calmly. Zhang San told her not to come and clean up these things, but she didn't listen.

"There are some things inside that I dare not put at home, for fear of losing them. I used to move around a lot, so having a place to store my things was a good thing."

Zhang San didn't mind and had someone take her to get her things.

This time, she might not be a model anymore. Zhang San had promised her that she could become an actress and make movies. If she earned enough money to pay off her debts, she could stay or leave.

When she came out of the Cloud Pavilion and looked back at Zhang San, he didn't even glance in her direction; instead, he was intently studying the documents.

My feelings were very complicated as I walked out. When I heard the name of the man whose Chinese name was Zhang San, I almost laughed out loud; but he seemed indifferent.

"Hehe... Laugh if you want, I'm used to it."

His expression, as if he were talking about someone else, made her feel very comfortable; he wasn't at all like what other models had described—that the sugar daddies were lustful, and some even had unusual fetishes…

I learned a lot about the modeling industry over the past year, and now that I've managed to leave it, I feel like I've finally made it out of there.

"Does paying off the debt mean you're free?"

Having walked all the way up the mountain, she realized that some things are hard to repay.

As Chai Xiaofen packed her things and prepared to leave, a model watched her and teased, "Xiaofen, are you being kept by someone?"

She was simply looking to see this plain-looking girl make a fool of herself, and the model next to her laughed too.

"If she can carry a backpack, then Boss Li must have taken a liking to me, hahaha..."

The others laughed even harder. Chai Xiaofen paused for a moment before resolutely pushing open the door. At that moment, the door was pulled open from the outside by a fat man in his thirties. His voice preceded his arrival.

"Time's up, hurry up and get out of here, you idiot! Oh, Xiao Fen, you're not modeling here anymore, come back and visit sometime!"

The chubby man, who was initially a bit irritable, completely changed his attitude when he saw Chai Xiaofen, which surprised the models in the dressing room.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up, hurry up!"

As Chai Xiaofen exited through the main gate and waited for her car outside, many eyes were watching her from behind; though she didn't know, she didn't care even if she did.

Soon, a large Rolls-Royce appeared in front of Chai Xiaofen. Someone got out, took the suitcase from her, put it in the trunk, and then opened the door to let her get in.

The driver's respectful attitude was genuine; the car slowly started and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Is that a Rolls-Royce?" That was the first thought.

"Is Xiaofen really being kept?" That was the second thought.

"That woman is her?" This was the third thought.

Chai Xiaofen was unaware that her departure had attracted widespread attention and heated discussion. When the entertainment reporters turned around, they only saw the rear of the car. They were also curious: what was wrong with these models? They had no professional ethics at all.

These things were no longer her concern. On the road, she felt relaxed, and even if she was taken by a mistress, it was the one with the best conditions.

The person she was thinking of was busy designing his investment plan. He could easily use all his funds to buy property, but there weren't enough properties available for him to buy. As for stocks, he could only buy Hang Seng Index constituent stocks.

Then there's the entertainment industry in Hong Kong and mainland China, the mobile phone industry... He can't handle everything, but he's already got two sorted out: ARM and Android.

The mobile phone industry has great potential!

With numerous patents, one can naturally carve out a niche for oneself in the mobile phone industry.

As for why he invested in Hong Kong, the reason is simple: you can't put all your eggs in one basket. This money is not currently under his direct name. If you want to investigate, you have to go through many companies, and there are several interruptions along the way, which is very troublesome. It would be difficult to sort things out in less than a year or two.

When she returned, she saw Zhang San still busy there, just as he had been when she left. This made her feel that this person seemed to have been busy all along.

"Good morning, miss!"

"good!"

Hearing the commotion outside the living room, Zhang San looked up from the pile of papers and saw Chai Xiaofen enter. Only then did he remember that there was such a person in this villa.

"Oh, you're back!"

"I'm back."

After a brief conversation, Zhang San got busy with his business; she then took her suitcase to her room.

After putting her things away, the girl realized that now that she had a permanent place to live, her curiosity had been piqued. She hadn't seen this large mansion, now known as Cloud Dwelling, yet, and she wanted to take a look.

She went to the window and looked out. Victoria Harbour was spread out before her. Then she looked in another direction and saw the tranquil waters of the Southern District, which offered a different kind of scenery.

This mansion is arguably one of the most famous luxury homes in Hong Kong. It was put up for sale in 90, but the subsequent owners seemed to have bad luck. Two of the owners went bankrupt one after another, and the third owner also mortgaged the property.

As for why Zhang San bought the luxury house that was later rumored to have bad "feng shui" in Hong Kong, it was obviously because the house would sell well in the future. It was worth 8500 million now, but it could sell for 97 million in 3.7.

Moreover, he doesn't concern himself with such trivial matters, so he's naturally not afraid of these things. As for the feng shui here? The materialist Zhang San doesn't care at all. He believes he's incredibly lucky; he's managed to travel to this time and space, so he must be some kind of bug-like existence.