Lin Yan glanced at the home decor in front of him and couldn't help but sigh, "Damn capitalists." The interior of the villa was also in a European style, with Versace brand furnishings filling the entire first floor. The villa covered an area of over 400 square meters. Lin Yan wasn't overly surprised, as he had owned several villas in his previous life, though they paled in comparison to this one. The first floor mainly consisted of guest rooms and a kitchen. Lin Yan climbed to the second floor. Directly opposite the staircase was a gym of over 100 square meters. Lin Yan's mouth twitched. He looked at his current frail body. Such a large gym, occupying a third of the entire second floor, was likely unused by the original owner. Since that was the case, he would gladly accept it. The rest of the second floor consisted of a small living room and two master bedrooms. Lin Yan took a look inside, but apart from the luxurious decoration, there was nothing special, so he retreated and went to check out the garage. Lin Yan exited the villa and walked to the garage entrance. The surveillance camera at the entrance automatically recognized Lin Yan's face, and the garage door slowly opened. Inside, a silver-white McLaren Senna greeted him. As a fellow McLaren owner, Lin Yan's eyes revealed a hint of admiration upon seeing this car. The McLaren Senna, a limited edition of 500 units worldwide, was named after the racing legend Senna and cost a staggering 21.8 million, a true ten-million-dollar supercar. Lin Yan circled the McLaren Senna, admiring its transparent doors, simple one-line taillight design, full carbon fiber body panels, and the massive rear wing, all of which deeply appealed to him. Next to the McLaren Senna sat a black Mercedes-Benz Brabus G900, covered in various aftermarket modifications. The Mercedes-Benz G900 was a collaborative model between Mercedes-Benz, AMG, and Brabus. This vehicle not only featured significant design changes but also extremely luxurious materials throughout. Coupled with the power tuned by AMG and Brabus, the G900 was undoubtedly the top-tier Mercedes-Benz G-Wagen, with a landed cost in China reaching 14.5 million. Lin Yan glanced at the Porsche 918 Spyder parked on the other side of the Senna. The combined value of these three cars alone was half a billion. Lin Yan couldn't help but exclaim, "It really is true!"
Even in his previous life, the combined value of all the cars in Lin Yan's garage didn't match the price of these three cars. In his previous life, Lin Yan played for the Aprilia factory team in MotoGP, with an annual salary of only 17 million Euros, equivalent to about 100 million RMB. After taxes, these three cars were worth his annual salary. Compared to these cars, the surrounding Lamborghini Aventadors and McLaren LTs no longer piqued Lin Yan's interest. In the corner, a motorcycle, entirely black with a hint of green, caught Lin Yan's eye. It was a Kawasaki H2. Lin Yan naturally recognized this supercharged motorcycle. Perhaps due to being parked for a long time, it was covered in a layer of dust. Lin Yan blew the dust off the seat and straddled it. A familiar feeling surged through him. Lin Yan took out the key from his pocket, inserted it, and the Kawasaki logo appeared on the digital instrument display. The roar of the massive engine echoed throughout the garage. Lin Yan drove the Kawasaki H2 directly out of his villa. As soon as he exited the villa, he remembered he hadn't brought a helmet or any riding gear. Riding on the road like this would surely attract the attention of the police. Lin Yan drove the bike back and rummaged through the wardrobe on the second floor of the villa, but he couldn't find a helmet or anything related to motorcycles. What kind of person buys a motorcycle without a helmet? Are they trying to risk their life racing on the road? Lin Yan felt extremely speechless. Just as Lin Yan was contemplating where to get money to buy a helmet, his phone rang. Lin Yan glanced at the contact labeled "Uncle Zhang" and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, Uncle Zhang."
A voice, aged yet with a hint of kindness, came from the other end of the phone.
"Young master, the master wants you to go to school today. He says you haven't been to school in a long time, and if you don't go, he'll get angry."
The original Lin Yan basically didn't go to school even once a month. Unless there was an important event at school that required his presence, he couldn't be bothered to go. He spent his days feasting, drinking, and chasing women with his group of friends. Anyway, with his family's wealth, getting a diploma was a sure thing. After graduation, he would directly inherit the Lin family's business empire. In normal circumstances, Lin Yan might not have taken Uncle Zhang's words to heart at all, but the current Lin Yan was no longer the same person.
"Okay, Uncle Zhang. By the way, I lost my wallet. Help me replace a card and change the password to my birthday." Lin Yan casually mentioned this matter. In this era, without money, nothing could be done.
"Alright, young master." After hearing the response from the other end, Lin Yan directly hung up the phone. It seemed that Uncle Zhang held a role similar to a butler in the Lin family. Lin Yan silently noted this. He found something to eat from the refrigerator in the kitchen on the first floor. Half an hour later, the two Rolls-Royce Cullinan Black Badges reappeared at the villa entrance. After receiving the card from the middle-aged man, Lin Yan instructed,
"Take me to school."
Since Lin Yan didn't know how to address the middle-aged driver, he simply didn't.
"Yes, young master."
Li Wei agreed and immediately started the car, heading towards Kyoto University.
It was May, and the semester had just begun for about two months. To be honest, this was Lin Yan's first time coming to school this year. Of course, for the current Lin Yan, it was likely his first time ever at this school. He had only heard of it before. It was lunchtime, and students were coming and going at the entrance. The Cullinan slowly stopped at the school gate, immediately attracting the attention of a large crowd of students.
"Holy crap, what car is that? It looks really awesome."
"Such a霸气 (bàqì - imposing/dominant) car, it must be worth several million." A fashionably dressed girl looked at the Rolls-Royce Cullinan Black Badge with sparkling eyes.
"Several million? The sticker price alone is 7.8 million, and it's almost ten million after taxes." A slightly more car-savvy boy next to her looked at the girl with disdain.
"Wow, ten million!"
The girl's eyes showed even greater excitement, and she stared intently at the Rolls-Royce door, intending to get a good look at the important figure who would emerge from the car.
The car door slowly opened, and a pair of straight, slender legs stepped out. A young man dressed in designer brands emerged from the car.
"My god, this person is so handsome."
"Even a celebrity wouldn't be like this."
The girl who had been staring at the car door suddenly exclaimed,
"Oppa, you're so handsome~~~"
"Hey, handsome guy, are you looking for a family? I'll support you with my boyfriend's money."
"Holy crap, I'm uneducated, so I can only say 'holy crap' to everything amazing."
It had to be said that Lin Yan's appearance was quite striking. His deep eyes, paired with sword-like eyebrows, a chiseled face, and perfectly shaped lips... he was even more handsome than some celebrities. His 183cm height showcased his straight and long legs perfectly. Paired with Armani casual sneakers, he exuded an aura of a noble young master, immediately capturing the attention of many girls.
"I'm going to die!!! He's too handsome!!!"
"Tch, what's so handsome about him? His looks aren't even half of mine." A slightly chubby guy, only 170cm tall, said sourly. A boy standing next to him immediately jumped aside, afraid of being associated with this guy and getting criticized.
"If you were even half as handsome as him, you wouldn't be unable to find a girlfriend."
"You probably can only be sour here, you overconfident guy."
"Handsome and rich, I'm in love! I wonder if this 'gege' has a girlfriend!"
As expected, the chubby guy's words were met with mockery from a group of women.