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When Zhang Wenhao arrived at the private room on the sixth floor of the River City Grand Hotel with his parents, more than a dozen people were already seated inside. Men and women, young and old, all gathered around a large dining table, engaged in an animated discussion. These were all relatives from his father's side: grandparents, uncles, aunts, and their families had come together for tonight's New Year's Eve dinner.

Ever since Uncle Zhang Xingyao made his fortune in business, dining together at this hotel for New Year's Eve had become a tradition for the Zhang family. Tonight was no exception; Uncle was once again the host.

Although the River City Grand Hotel was one of the finest in the city, Zhang Wenhao felt nothing but indifference toward the meal. Every year, it was the same—Uncle Zhang Xingyao monopolized the evening, boasting about how much money he had made, what grand projects he had landed, or which influential people he had befriended. Of course, he would also praise his daughter, Zhang Ranran, for being so obedient and outstanding in her studies.

In comparison, Zhang Wenhao's family seemed worlds apart. Both his parents were ordinary workers at a state-owned mold factory in the city. Their combined annual income barely reached seventy or eighty thousand yuan—a sum his uncle could probably make in a month. Zhang Wenhao himself was no source of pride either. In his final year of high school, like his cousin Zhang Ranran, he had never managed to score above four hundred points on any mock exam. With such grades, he