How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Gu Heng had said everything that needed to be said; if Li Haibin still wanted to gamble with his life, then whatever consequences followed would be of his own choosing, as adults must bear the cost of their actions.

Not to put too fine a point on it, but in this world, aside from freaks like me with a "system", anyone who dabbles in "gambling" is asking for a bad end.

Letting go of the savior complex, respecting others' fates, ditching the habit of over-self-reflection, and enjoying a life of depravity—these four principles governed Gu Heng's life. Had he not cared about the decade-plus friendship and been unwilling to see his friend descend into an abyss, Gu Heng wouldn't have bothered mentioning it.

Skipping over this topic, Gu Heng spoke up again, "By the way, where's Xiaohua?"

Li Haibin responded with a laugh upon hearing Gu Heng's question, "He's next door playing a bit of mahjong. I'll go call him."

After saying that, he nonchalantly made his way back into the mahjong room.

A few minutes later, Li Haibin returned, dragging along a youth who was at most 1.7 meters tall and skinny as a rail.

"I'm telling you, I almost had a deluxe seven pairs, why the hell did you drag me out here? I just lost a hundred bucks!"

While griping, the youth caught sight of Gu Heng watching him with a smile, his eyes widening instantly.

"Holy shit! Brother Heng!"

Having said that, he ran straight over to Gu Heng.

Xiaohua's full name was Song Hua, and as the youngest of the four, he called everyone else 'brother'...

Gu Heng patted his shoulder with a smile, and seeing that all four of them were together, he said plainly, "Let's go."

"Where to?"

"Heading into the city."

All three looked at him quizzically.

"I'm planning to tear down the old house and rebuild it. I'm going to find an architectural design company in the city, and you guys are coming with me."

Understanding that Gu Heng was on an important errand, they all nodded in agreement.

Li Haibin: "Then wait here for me a sec, my car's still parked at the house. I'll go get it."

He was straightforward and thought that Gu Heng came to ask him to drive them to the city.

Song Hua also chimed in, "Then I'll go fetch my car too!"

Li Haibin and Song Hua came from relatively well-off families. With their parents' support, they both had cars, and naturally, they too wanted to show off in front of their childhood friend Hengzi.

But their chance to show off today was doomed...

Gu Heng didn't say anything; Li Feng began to boast on his behalf.

"What class are your cars anyway? A Honda Civic and a Haval H6, you think they're fit for Mr. Gu to sit in?"

Li Haibin: "???"

Song Hua: "???"

Before they could argue, Gu Heng nonchalantly took out his car key and pressed it towards a car not too far away, feigning a casual expression as he said, "No need to bother, we'll take my car."

Hearing Gu Heng's words, Li Haibin instantly asked, "Hengzi, you bought a car too? What kind?"

As he spoke, he turned to look...

When he saw the Bentley Flying Spur not far away, he was struck dumbfounded.

"Holy shit???"

"Holy shit???"

Both exclaimed in unison with that familiar 'holy shit'...

Seeing their reaction, Gu Heng remained unfazed, but Li Feng was thrilled.

He had almost gone mad from the excitement Gu Heng caused him earlier, and now he couldn't let himself be the only one to feel it, so he acted like a total suck-up, saying, "See that? Only a Bentley of this caliber suits the current Mr. Gu!"

The next few minutes saw them repeating Li Feng's earlier performance...

...

...

The town where Gu Heng's family lived was about 30 kilometers from the city center, a trip that took less than half an hour.

As the Bentley Flying Spur entered the city, it became a stunning spectacle that made passersby and other vehicles take notice.

In the third-tier small city of Qing'an, the flashiest cars normally seen were BMW, Mercedes-Benz, and Audi—the old trifecta. Even a Porsche was a rare sight, let alone a brutally extravagant marque like a Bentley.

Following the GPS, Gu Heng drove to a place called Wan'an Design and Construction Company and parked the car. Then the four of them got out one by one.

Under the influence of the Bentley's powerful presence, Li Haibin and Song Hua shed their earlier loser vibe, now walking with heads held high behind Gu Heng.

.....

"Welcome to Wan'an Design and Construction. How can I help you today?"

As they walked through the door of the design company, the receptionist quickly stood up to greet them with an exceptionally warm tone in her voice.

She had seen clearly on the CCTV that these men had come out of a Bentley. Even in a big city, arriving in a Bentley tends to get you a second look, let alone in such a small city.

For most people, a luxury car isn't just a means of travel; it's a card signaling status.

It represents ultimate spending power!

Any company eager to take your money will treat you like royalty, practically waiting on you hand and foot.

Gu Heng was already accustomed to such enthusiasm, and he appeared quite indifferent as he said straight out, "I have an architectural design contract for a rural villa on offer. Are you currently taking on business?"

"Of course, we are! Sir, please come this way, I'll contact our manager for you right away."

After leading Gu Heng and the others to the reception room and thoughtfully serving tea, the receptionist said with a smile, "Please wait here for a moment; our manager will be right with you."

And with that, she quietly exited the reception room, carefully closing the door behind her.

"Brother Heng, if you're building a house, a design would suffice, right? Why go the whole hog and outsource it? There are bricklayers all over our place; outsourcing must be quite expensive, right?"

No sooner had the receptionist departed than Song Hua couldn't help but speak up to Gu Heng.