Chapter 7: A Game of Status
The moment Zhao Chen entered, the atmosphere in the restaurant shifted. His presence carried an undeniable weight, the kind that came from money, connections, and an unshakable confidence.
Lin Feng, seated across from Su Yuyan, remained composed, but internally, he analyzed his opponent.
Zhao Chen wasn't just another rich guy—he was a threat.
Su Yuyan, as poised as ever, greeted Zhao Chen with a smirk. "What a coincidence, Zhao Chen. You always seem to be where the excitement is."
Zhao Chen chuckled. "And I see you've found yourself interesting company." His gaze flickered toward Lin Feng, not with hostility, but with a quiet evaluation.
Lin Feng met his gaze head-on. This was a game of status, and backing down wasn't an option.
[System: Congratulations! You've unlocked your first rich rival. Try not to die poor.]
Lin Feng ignored the system's sarcastic jab, but it only reinforced what he already knew.
This wasn't just about dinner anymore.
As the conversation flowed, Lin Feng noticed something crucial—people in the restaurant subtly acknowledged Zhao Chen's presence. A few waitstaff greeted him with extra enthusiasm, and even other guests cast discreet glances his way.
This was a man people respected.
Lin Feng wasn't intimidated, but he took mental notes.
Connections matter in this world. It's not just about money—it's about power.
Su Yuyan was enjoying herself, but Lin Feng wasn't sure if it was because she liked the attention, or because she was testing them both.
She raised her glass slightly, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Zhao Chen, you seem particularly curious about Lin Feng tonight."
Zhao Chen smirked. "It's rare to see you dine with someone… unexpected."
Lin Feng didn't take the bait. Instead, he leaned back, mirroring Zhao Chen's confidence. "Guess I'm full of surprises."
Su Yuyan let out a soft laugh. If she had any deeper thoughts about the situation, she hid them well.
She's playing along, but what is she really thinking?
Lin Feng wasn't here to challenge Zhao Chen outright—that would be reckless. But this encounter was a valuable lesson.
Rich people didn't just flaunt money. They built influence, they controlled environments, and they played mind games without ever raising their voices.
I can't just be rich. I need to be untouchable.
For now, though, the night continued as if nothing was wrong.
But Lin Feng knew better.
This was just the beginning.