Rebirth: I have Monopoly System

Time flew by, and in the middle of the month, Wu Yun flew straight to the Capital City. He first spent a few tender days with Bai Yue.

During this time, Gao Qiang even gave Wu Yun a call, saying he had something he wanted to discuss in person and asked for his advice. However, Wu Yun wasn’t in Rongcheng, and Gao Qiang said it was too complicated to explain over the phone, insisting they talk face-to-face. So, the matter was dropped.

While in the Capital City, he also attended the opening ceremony for Peng Zhijian’s Yuan Sheng Capital.

Taking advantage of the ceremony, Peng Zhijian subtly sounded out whether Wu Yun’s company had any plans for financing.

Of course, Wu Yun had no plans for financing at the moment, but he didn’t reject Peng Zhijian’s idea outright. He promised right then and there to give them a chance to participate in the future.

In the Capital City, Wu Yun had already moved into his new house.

When he asked if Bai Yue’s parents knew about this, she answered Wu Yun with a conflicted expression, "I don’t know how to tell them!"

Wu Yun also learned that Bai Yang had flown to Sichuan again. He had personally coordinated with Wang Gang to complete the bidding procedures and was now assisting with the application for the construction permit.

It was worth noting that just as Wu Yun arrived in the Capital City, Little Red Car in Modu, in cooperation with the relevant departments, had completed the planning and marking of street-side parking spots and was allowed to begin operations ahead of schedule.

Meanwhile, Mobike was still miserably suspended and undergoing rectification. They were urgently coordinating with the relevant departments, endlessly arguing over the use of the parking spots.

According to the relevant department, "If you want to wait for us to use public funds to plan the parking spots, then you’ll just have to wait. We first need to conduct a project feasibility study, find a consulting firm to create a budget, and also post a public tender online. You’ll have to wait at least seven days for our tender announcement."

"After seven days, the bids will be opened. It will take another three to five days to determine the winning bidder, followed by another seven-day public notice period. Only after contracts are signed, construction is done, and the work is inspected can the spots be used."

Hearing this, Hu Weixiao was so angry she wanted to curse. Suppressing her anger, she forced a smile and asked, "Then how was Little Red Car able to start operating so quickly? Didn’t they donate that money to you? Shouldn’t that be considered public funds too?"

The receptionist was taken aback for a moment, then explained with a smile, "Indeed, the funds Little Red Car donated are in our accounts. However, the money for painting the lines was paid for by Little Red Car separately. It’s equivalent to them marking lines in a spot they leased themselves. We only helped them with the location planning."

"That ten million donation is being used for signage, which is already up for public tender online! The signs will be erected outside the marked Little Red Car areas! It doesn’t affect Little Red Car’s operations at all."

Hu Weixiao couldn’t help but curse inwardly, ’Damn it! Fucking rich whale!’

But on the surface, Hu Weixiao said with a smile, "Director, we’ll go back and discuss this first! Sorry to have troubled you today!"

In any case, during his few days in the Capital City, Wu Yun didn’t hear of any major moves from Mobike, only that they were scrambling to update their system.

As for trying to imitate Little Red Car by cooperating with the departments to designate and mark out areas, they were rejected. The reason given was that the parking spots planned for Little Red Car were sufficient for all shared bikes, and there was no need to waste more public resources on such a matter.

The department emphasized, "Mobike, you update your parking-area system first. Then, I’ll mediate a negotiation between you two on how to share the parking spots."

This left Mobike helpless. Who could they blame? Little Red Car had been so damn clever, preparing their system update in advance.

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After staying in the Capital City for a few days, Wu Yun didn’t return to Rongcheng immediately. He first visited the set of *Disguiser* before catching a connecting flight to Rongcheng.

During this period, Wu Yun felt the pain of not having a private jet. Traveling by commercial airline with a group of seven, while looking impressive, was too much of a hassle. There weren’t enough empty seats in business class, and they had to be booked far in advance.

Besides, traveling with a large group of bodyguards didn’t exactly fit the vibe of flying commercial.

So, for the flight from Modu to Rongcheng, Wu Yun used his authority for the first time to charter a Gulfstream G500 private jet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is about to take off. Please fasten your seatbelts!"

Listening to the flight attendant’s sweet voice over the PA system, sitting in the spacious airline seat, Wu Yun suddenly felt that the charter price of over a hundred thousand was actually quite a bargain.

Soon, the plane ascended smoothly into the sky. A beautiful flight attendant came over and asked gently, "Mr. Wu, the flight from Modu to Rongcheng will take another two hours. What would you like to drink?"

Ignoring the flight attendant’s flirtatious glances, Wu Yun kept his eyes on the report on his laptop and said, "Just a glass of lemon water for me."

"Of course, one moment please!" The flight attendant, somewhat disappointed, swayed her hips as she walked toward the galley. Along the way, she asked the others what they needed, and though her voice was still gentle, there was a noticeable difference in her attitude compared to how she treated Wu Yun.

A few minutes later, the same flight attendant returned, pushing a service cart. She placed everyone’s orders on their tables one by one.

CLICK!

Wu Yun shut his laptop and called out loudly to Wang Hao, who was seated in front, "Wang Hao! Come here for a second!"

When he boarded the plane, Wu Yun had already sized up the interior of the Gulfstream G500. He could only say that the decor was decent; it was luxurious but lacked any character.

Other than a sofa and a small bar, the rest of the cabin was just airline seats and tables, totaling 17 seats.

So, with only seven of them, the cabin felt quite spacious.

"President Wu! Your orders?" Wang Hao placed his hands over his stomach and bent forward slightly as he asked.

"Seeing this jet’s interior just now made me think—when is my plane arriving?" After flying on this chartered jet, Wu Yun had no desire to go back to being crammed into a commercial airliner with dozens or hundreds of other people.

Wang Hao had been closely monitoring the plane’s progress. After all, when one person achieves success, their followers also benefit. He, Wang Hao, would also get to enjoy the convenience of a private jet and the lifestyle of the rich.

Hearing Wu Yun’s question, Wang Hao replied immediately, "President Wu, according to the schedule from Gulfstream, the interior customization will be finished by late next month or early March!"

Wu Yun nodded in satisfaction. "Perfect! Contact Gulfstream. I’d like to visit their production facility and then fly the plane back home directly."

Realizing he had never been abroad before, he added, "Go ahead and prepare the visas and everything. After the Spring Festival, we’ll fly directly to the United States and do some sightseeing while we’re there. As for where to go, I haven’t decided yet. Just get the visas ready for now. We’ll tentatively plan for after the festival."

Wang Hao jotted down Wu Yun’s requests in his notebook before turning to return to his seat.

After giving his instructions, Wu Yun adjusted the angle of his seat, reclining to rest his eyes. Before he knew it, he had drifted off to sleep.

When Wu Yun woke up again, he found a blanket draped over him. It had a faint, fresh scent—the smell of something that had been thoroughly sanitized.

Just then, the flight attendant came by to remind the bodyguards in front to fasten their seatbelts. Then, she came to Wu Yun’s side, softly asking if he had rested well. She took the blanket he handed her, set it aside, and personally fastened his seatbelt for him.

Whether it was intentional or not, as the flight attendant—who was only slightly less beautiful than Xu Chenxi—fastened Wu Yun’s seatbelt, she brushed against his bicep.

Wu Yun turned to look at the flight attendant, but her expression was perfectly normal, as if she hadn’t felt a thing.

It wasn’t until Wu Yun got off the plane and was walking to the parking lot with his hands in his pockets that he felt a small slip of paper in one of them.

Wu Yun glanced at it, then casually tossed it into a trash can.

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