Chapter 29: The Heavenly Group Stirs
The next morning, sunlight spilled through Lin Feng’s apartment window. He sat on his modest couch, legs propped up on the coffee table, phone in hand, half-eaten toast on his plate. He looked like any lazy college student.
But of course, reality was never that simple.
[System: Host, shouldn’t you be doing something productive? Like solving world hunger or finally figuring out how to boil noodles properly?]
"Quiet," Lin Feng muttered, typing something into his phone. "I’m being social."
[System: You? Social? What’s next, a cooking show? ’Billionaire Bites’ hosted by our favorite fake broke college student?]
He ignored it and opened the Heavenly Group chat—a hidden group exclusively for the most elite second-generation tycoons, business heirs, and lowkey sharks in designer suits. Everyone here was loaded... but most of them had no idea Lin Feng wasn’t one of them.
Well, not in the traditional sense.
He scrolled through the latest chatter—someone had just posted a picture of their yacht. Another had complained about their Lamborghini being "too common" now. Lin Feng chuckled and casually typed a message.
[Lin Feng]: Anyone know someone selling a private music studio or a high-end piano? Steinway level or better. Not urgent, just thinking of picking one up.