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Rich People Problems

A Novel

Crazy Rich Asians Trilogy Band 3

Kevin Kwan

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Kevin Kwan, bestselling author of Crazy Rich Asians (soon to be a MAJOR MOTION PICTURE starring Constance Wu, Henry Golding, Michelle Yeoh and Gemma Chan) and China Rich Girlfriend, is back with an uproarious new novel of a family riven by fortune, an ex-wife driven psychotic with jealousy, a battle royal fought through couture gown sabotage, and the heir to one of Asia's greatest fortunes locked out of his inheritance.

When Nicholas Young hears that his grandmother, Su Yi, is on her deathbed, he rushes to be by her bedside-but he's not alone. The entire Shang-Young clan has convened from all corners of the globe to stake claim on their matriarch's massive fortune. With each family member vying to inherit Tyersall Park-a trophy estate on 64 prime acres in the heart of Singapore-Nicholas's childhood home turns into a hotbed of speculation and sabotage. As her relatives fight over heirlooms, Astrid Leong is at the center of her own storm, desperately in love with her old sweetheart Charlie Wu, but tormented by her ex-husband-a man hell bent on destroying Astrid's reputation and relationship. Meanwhile Kitty Pong, married to China's second richest man, billionaire Jack Bing, still feels second best next to her new step-daughter, famous fashionista Colette Bing. A sweeping novel that takes us from the elegantly appointed mansions of Manila to the secluded private islands in the Sulu Sea, from a kidnapping at Hong Kong's most elite private school to a surprise marriage proposal at an Indian palace, caught on camera by the telephoto lenses of paparazzi, Kevin Kwan's hilarious, gloriously wicked new novel reveals the long-buried secrets of Asia's most privileged families and their rich people problems.

"Flashy, funny... Delicious, the juicy stuff of classic high-society drama... Rich People Problems is a fun tabloid romp full of over-the-top shenanigans, like a society party brawl that ruins both a Ramon Orlina glass sculpture of the hostess's breasts and 'a special pig that had only eaten truffles its entire life and was flown in from Spain...' A memorable, laugh-out-loud Asian glitz fest that's a pure pleasure to read." -Steph Cha, USA Today

"I gobbled all three volumes of Kevin Kwan's gossipy, name-droppy and wickedly funny Crazy Rich Asians trilogy as if they were popcorn. (Really fresh, still-warm popcorn, with that good European butter... but I digress.) The novels, set among three intergenerational and ultrarich Chinese families and peppered with hilarious explanatory footnotes, are set mostly in Singapore but flit easily from one glamorous world city to another... Irresistible." -Moira Macdonald, The Seattle Times

"Kevin Kwan has done it again. The mastermind behind the delicious Crazy Rich Asians series has drawn a cult-like following with his extravagant tales of Asia's upper echelon. He's back at with the series's final installment, Rich People Problems (rest assured, it's just as enthralling as the trilogy's first two volumes)." -Isabel Jones, InStyle

"[A] hilarious family drama... This delightfully wicked family saga will have you laughing over your summer daiquiris at the long-buried secrets of Asia's most privileged families and their rich people problems." -Redbook Magazine, "20 Summer Beach Reads to Stock Up On Now"

"There are a lot of lines in Kevin Kwan's forthcoming novel Rich People Problems that will make you both roll your eyes and chuckle at the pure absurdity of the characters... Pure entertainment. Think: Bravo's 'Housewives' but with a lot more money and, as a result, a lot more drama." -Taylor Bryant, Nylon

"Thank god for Kwan... In Rich People Problems-Kwan's third installment in his Crazy Rich Asians series-even more insane family hijinks unfold when greed and jealousy get fortune-hungry schemers up in a wild tizzy. Catch up on the whole saga before the film's release." -W Magazine

Kevin Kwan was born and raised in Singapore. He currently lives in Manhattan.


Einband Taschenbuch
Seitenzahl 560
Erscheinungsdatum 01.06.2018
Sprache Englisch
ISBN 978-0-525-43238-8
Verlag Random House LCC US
Maße (L/B/H) 17,8/10,9/3,8 cm
Gewicht 268 g
Verkaufsrang 1708

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von einer Kundin/einem Kunden aus Clausthal-Zellerfeld am 22.07.2019

Singapur. Die Matriarchin der Familien, Su Yi, liegt im sterben. Alle ihre Kinder und Großkinder versammeln sich nun in Tyersall Park um sich zu verabschieden. Aber auch um zu sehen ob und was für sie beim Erbe herausspringt. Band 3 der „Crazy rich asians“-Trilogie. Wer die beiden Vorgänger Bände gelesen hat, weiß, dass a... Singapur. Die Matriarchin der Familien, Su Yi, liegt im sterben. Alle ihre Kinder und Großkinder versammeln sich nun in Tyersall Park um sich zu verabschieden. Aber auch um zu sehen ob und was für sie beim Erbe herausspringt. Band 3 der „Crazy rich asians“-Trilogie. Wer die beiden Vorgänger Bände gelesen hat, weiß, dass auch ein trauriger Anlass kein Grund ist um damit aufzuhören Intrigen zu spinne, sich selbst ins rechte Licht zu rücken, oder gar die Gerüchteküche erkalten zu lassen. Weit gefehlt. Jetzt geht es erst richtig los. Wie gewohnt wird die Geschichte aus verschiedenen Perspektiven erzählt und so gibt es ein Wiedersehen mit Nick, Rachel, Astrid, Kitty, Eddie, Fiona und vielen mehr. Jeder einzelne ist wieder gut und individuell in Szene gesetzt worden. Mit all dieses kleinen und großen Eigenarten, den für Normalsterbliche seltsamen Ansichten und jeder Menge Potenzial sich beim Lesen köstlich zu amüsieren. Denn irgendwas fällt den Mitgliedern dieser Familie schon ein um sich vor den Lesern lächerlich zu machen, auch wenn sie selbst es nicht so sehen. Dabei schafft es auch Buch und somit natürlich der Autor, aber auch immer wieder ernste Töne anzuschlagen und sie so mit der Geschichte zu verweben, das sie genau das richtige Maß treffen und keinesfalls fehl am Platze wirken würden. Auch der dritte Band wirft wieder einen gelungen Blick in die Welt der Reichen und Schönen und ihren Problemen, über die man meist einfach nur den Kopf schütteln möchte. Die Lachmuskeln bekommen hier wieder etwas zu tun. Der Abschluß der Trilogie gefiel mir sehr gut.

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    Davos, Switzerland

    Edison Cheng stared up at the soaring honeycomb-structured ceiling in the vast white auditorium, feeling on top of the world. I'm here. I'm finally here! After years of Olympic-level networking, Eddie had at long last made it-he had been invited to attend the annual meeting of the World Economic Forum in Davos. Strictly by invitation only, this prestigious event was the most elite schmoozefest on the planet.

    Every January, the world's most important heads of state, politicians, philanthropists, CEOs, tech leaders, thought leaders, social activists, social entrepreneurs, and, of course, movie stars would descend upon this secluded ski resort high in the Swiss Alps in their private jets, check in to their luxurious hotels, put on their $5,000 ski jackets and ski boots, and engage in meaningful dialogues about such urgent issues as global warming and rising inequality.

    And now Eddie was part of this ultraexclusive club. As the recently appointed senior executive vice chairman of Private Banking (Global) for the Liechtenburg Group, he now found himself standing in the middle of the futuristic auditorium at the Congress Centre, breathing in the rarefied air and catching slivers of his own reflection in the thin chrome leg of an auditorium chair. He was wearing his new bespoke Sartoria Ripense suit, which had been outfitted with an inner lining of ten-ply cashmere so that he never had to wear a ski jacket over it. His new Corthay squirrel suede chukkas had special rubber soles, so he would never slip on the slick Alpine streets. On his wrist was his newest horological acquisition-a rose gold A. Lange & Söhne Richard Lange "Pour le Mérite," peeking out the precise amount from his sleeve cuff so other watchophiles would see what he was wearing. But most important of all was what he wore over this sartorial splendor-a black lanyard at the end of which was attached a white plastic badge with his name printed in the middle: Edison Cheng.

    Eddie fondled the slick plastic badge as if it were a jewel-encrusted amulet, personally bestowed on him by the God of Davos. This badge distinguished him from all the pee-ons at the conference. He wasn't some PR hack, journalist, or one of the common attendees. This white plastic badge with the blue line at the bottom meant that he was an official delegate.

    Eddie glanced around the room at all the clusters of people in hushed conversations, trying to see which dictator, despot, or director he could recognize and connect with. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a tall Chinese man wearing a bright orange ski parka peeking in through the auditorium's side door, seemingly a little lost. Wait a minute, I know that guy. Isn't that Charlie Wu?

    "Oy-Charlie!" Eddie yelled, a little too loudly, as he rushed over toward Charlie. Wait till he sees my official delegate badge!

    Charlie beamed at him in recognition. "Eddie Cheng! Did you just get in from Hong Kong?"

    "I came from Milan, actually. I was at the men's fall fashion shows-front-row seat at Etro."

    "Wow. I guess being one of Hong Kong Tattle's Best Dressed Men is serious work, isn't it?" Charlie quipped.

    "Actually, I made it into the Best Dressed Hall of Fame last year," Eddie replied earnestly. He gave Charlie a quick once-over, noticing that he was wearing khaki pants with cargo pockets and a navy blue pullover under his bright orange parka. What a pity-he used to be so fashionable when he was younger, and now he's dressed like every other tech-geek nobody. "Where's your badge, Charlie?" Eddie asked, flashing his own proudly.

    "Oh yes, we're supposed to wear them at all times, aren't we? Thanks for reminding me-it's somewhere buried in my messenger bag." Charlie dug around for a few seconds before fishing out his badge, and Eddie glanced at it, his curiosity morphing into shocked dismay. Charlie was holding an all-white badge affixed wi