115 This is truly extraordinary!

He Jiayi’s reputation as a gossip expert was well-earned; in a short time, she had uncovered a wealth of valuable information.

The first piece of news she unearthed was absolutely staggering—the Taigu Building was actually an asset owned by Xiao Yao!

This was truly extraordinary.

Although He Jiayi and the others had long suspected that Xiao Yao came from a wealthy family, the information they uncovered far exceeded their expectations. Xiao Yao was not just from a wealthy family—he himself was already a billionaire.

The Taigu Building spanned 130,000 square meters, with a market value easily exceeding five billion yuan, possibly even six billion. Just the value of this one building placed Xiao Yao’s net worth in the tens of billions.

The people sitting at the same table as He Jiayi were all tenants of the Taigu Building and had a clear understanding of its rental prices.

From their mouths, they learned that the office rental rate in the Taigu Building had risen to 5,000 yuan per square meter annually—an astronomical figure!

By this calculation, the rental income alone from the Taigu Building reached 650 million yuan each year.

When the bosses sitting at the table heard this figure, envy was written plainly on each of their faces. An annual income of over 600 million yuan far surpassed the combined net worth of these several relatively successful entrepreneurs—it was truly enviable.

Having learned that a single building under Xiao Yao’s name could generate over 600 million yuan in annual rent, Zhao Weidong and the others finally gained a clear understanding of just how wealthy Xiao Yao was.

Among them, Gu Weiwei’s family fortune was the highest, estimated at over one billion yuan. The family assets of Zhao Weidong and He Jiayi were a tier below, each around half a billion yuan.

Assets worth hundreds of millions already qualified them as wealthy, and Zhao Weidong and the others had long been proud of this. Yet now, they suddenly felt like mere country bumpkins, overshadowed by Xiao Yao’s staggering wealth.

Their entire family fortunes paled in comparison to the rental income of a single building. There truly was no pain without comparison.

He Jiayi had originally intended to inquire about Xiao Yao’s parents, but he seemed to be a rather enigmatic figure—even the tenants of Taigu Building were unaware.

Since the information could not be uncovered, He Jiayi did not press the matter. There was no longer any need—the details she had already gathered spoke volumes.

Xiao Yao’s identity was undoubtedly that of a super-rich second-generation heir, and it was a great fortune for them to have made his acquaintance. They had truly come at the right time; if they could curry favor with this ultra-wealthy heir, even the smallest glimpse of his fortune would be more than enough to sustain them.

From their recent interactions, it was clear that Xiao Yao was somewhat aloof, and opportunities to engage with him directly were rare. Their only option was to strengthen their friendship with Sang Qingye. As long as Sang Qingye endorsed them, Xiao Yao would at least grant them some respect.

After uncovering Xiao Yao’s true status, Zhao Weidong and He Jiayi grew even more envious and jealous of Gu Weiwei.

Gu Weiwei and Sang Qingye had always been close friends. When they first met, Sang Qingye had no fame whatsoever—their friendship was purely based on shared temperament, free of any interest or gain.

Zhao Weidong and He Jiayi had only recently come into contact with Sang Qingye, and before meeting Xiao Yao, their attitude toward her had been lukewarm at best. Reflecting on those early days, both Zhao Weidong and He Jiayi regretted not being more enthusiastic upon first meeting Sang Qingye. Although they had tried to make amends recently, the involvement of personal interests made it difficult to cultivate the pure atmosphere of friendship.

Compared to Zhao Weidong and He Jiayi, Gu Weiwei was much more composed.

After learning of Xiao Yao’s identity, she too inevitably hoped to gain something from him. But she was in no rush, always showing grace and ease. Her friendship with Sang Qingye was genuine. Although their acquaintance was relatively recent and the bond not yet deep, as long as she nurtured this friendship, time would turn new wine into aged vintage.

As long as Sang Qingye’s position in Xiao Yao’s heart remained unchanged, Gu Weiwei could sit back with confidence, knowing that more opportunities to interact would naturally arise, making future matters easier to handle.

Her only real concern now was Sang Qingye’s attitude toward Xiao Yao.

Though Sang Qingye clearly liked him, she hesitated to take the next step. Sang Qingye considered this self-awareness; Gu Weiwei thought her friend was overly indecisive.

Xiao Yao’s affection for Sang Qingye was obvious, and Sang Qingye herself harbored feelings for him. This was such a solid foundation. If it were Gu Weiwei, even if she were reserved and refrained from initiating pursuit, she would at least respond half-heartedly—never would she turn him away outright.

It was said that in matters of love, women always suffered most after a breakup. But the truth was not absolute. Someone like Xiao Yao, a super-rich, handsome man, would suffer little loss even if the relationship ended.

Even a single day together meant a day of happiness. Even if Xiao Yao were a poor young man, the emotional experience of love was still a form of spiritual enjoyment. And Xiao Yao was a super-rich heir, who clearly was not irresponsible. If her friend ever parted ways with him, financial compensation would surely follow—of this, Gu Weiwei was certain.

In terms of emotions, physical connection, or financial matters, there was nothing to lose. She simply could not understand why her dear friend insisted on keeping him at arm’s length.

Just as each of them was lost in their own thoughts, Zhou Xiaobai suddenly approached.

She walked straight over to Sang Qingye. “Qingye, the boss asked me to get your opinion. Would you like to sit at the main table? The rapid growth of Xunweizhai has been greatly aided by your live broadcasts. You know our boss is usually very low-key. He hadn’t planned to invite any guests for the opening day, so no invitations were sent out. But the boss said you’re the only person he truly wanted to invite, and he just wants to personally thank you.”

Seeing Sang Qingye hesitate, Zhou Xiaobai added, “I’ve already passed on everything the boss told me. You don’t want me to fail my mission, do you?”

Sang Qingye’s initial reaction was to decline, but after hearing Zhou Xiaobai’s words, she hesitated slightly. “Who else will be sitting at the main table?” she asked.