Chapter 1177 - Just That Awesome
In Chapter 1177 of "Super Soldier in the City": Chapter 1177: Chapter 1222: Just That Awesome.cĎŕš"Hou Jianwei was also one of our high school... Discover the next events!
Chapter 1177: Chapter 1222: Just That Awesome.cĎŕš"Hou Jianwei was also one of our high school classmates, a very honest guy. I remember his family was quite poor back then. Who wouldâve thought heâd have a car now." Meng Xiaofei and Li Yifei were walking behind, while she introduced Hou Jianwei to him.
"After all, itâs been a few years since he started working. Buying a car isnât such a big deal."
"Hehe, if I spent money like I do, Iâd never be able to afford a car in my life."
"Youâve got some nerve to say that." Li Yifei laughed and pinched Meng Xiaofeiâs nose.
The group left the Hualong Hotel. Zheng Yuyang tossed his keys to Yang Yudong, saying, "You go bring my car around."
Yang Yudong caught the keys, twirled them in his hand for everyone to see the clearly marked logo, and said proudly, "Thanks, Yuyang. Today, I get to enjoy driving your Land Rover Range Rover again."
"Yuyang, you drive a Range Rover?" The boys obviously liked cars, especially young people who had only started working for a couple of years; they were particularly fond of cars. Hearing that Zheng Yuyang drove a Range Rover, someone immediately asked in surprise.
Zheng Yuyang smiled slightly, full of pride, but did not join into the conversation. Instead, Yang Yudong quickly said, "Of course, our Yuyang likes this kind of car. He finds those little sports cars too small, otherwise he wouldâve switched to a Lamborghini by now."
Zheng Yuyang pretended to be serious and said, "Yudong, stop blowing my trumpet for me, go fetch the car. Hou Jianwei is waiting for us to help."
"Alrighty." Yang Yudong loudly agreed and quickly went to get the car.
Zheng Yuyang turned to everyone and said, "I only have one car, not enough seats for everyone. I think just two more people should come with me; we can get this sorted out quickly."
A male classmate immediately said, "Yuyang, we know youâd be enough, but Jianwei is also our classmate. A big turnout would be good too, right?"
Zheng Yuyang nodded and replied, "Since thatâs the case, letâs all go together. But you guys will have to take taxis."
In fact, he was eager for everyone to come so they could see his grandeur. Having people appreciate and talk about his grandeur was a real achievement for him. If he handled the situation low-key and no one knew about it, what fun was there in that?
Everyone said in unison, "No problem, we will take taxis."
Zheng Yuyang then turned to Meng Xiaofei and Li Yifei, "Xiaofei, do you want to ride in my car?"
Meng Xiaofei nodded, "Sure, itâs faster in your car, and I get to watch the show."
Zheng Yuyang wanted to show off in front of Li Yifei, but Meng Xiaofei didnât play such mind games, so she readily agreed.
Everyone started hailing taxis and then headed to the site of Hou Jianweiâs accident. Yang Yudong had already brought the car over, and Meng Xiaofei and Li Yifei got into Zheng Yuyangâs car as well.
While driving, Yang Yudong kept flattering Zheng Yuyang, "Yuyang, your car is such a joy to drive, great visibility, quick acceleration, driving this feels so dominating, those Mercedes and BMWs are just weak in comparison."
Zheng Yuyang smiled faintly and pretended to be modest, "I just bought it for the good visibility it offers. I donât like sedans."
Yang Yudong nodded vigorously, "Right, right, as a man, you gotta drive a powerful car like this. Thatâs the essence of masculinity." Then glancing at Li Yifei through the rear-view mirror, he asked, "Li Yifei, what kind of car do you drive? Donât tell me you donât have one."
Li Yifei smiled and said, "I do have a car, but itâs not as good as this one."
Yang Yudong immediately curled his lip, "Iâm telling you, donât compare yourself to Yuyang. Whatâs your net worth, and whatâs Yuyangâs? I think for you, a Toyota Camry, Nissan Teana, Honda Accord, or Volkswagen CC would be more fitting. Though they seem a bit pricey, they might be a stretch for you."
Li Yifeiâs smile remained as he said, "Yeah, thatâs why Iâll buy something cheaper, better suited to my net worth."
"At least youâre self-aware." Yang Yudong nodded, "But still, itâs kind of a pity for Xiaofei. Sheâs supposed to live in a mansion, drive luxury cars. You running around with her in a clunker, itâs kind of embarrassing."
Zheng Yuyang waved his hand, "You canât say that. Xiaofei chose Li Yifei for her reasons. Xiaofei is not so materialistic..."
Meng Xiaofei giggled, "Youâre wrong about that. Iâm very materialistic. If he canât afford me, I wonât settle."
Yang Yudong laughed out loud, "Xiaofei, then youâve made a poor choice, passing up a rich guy like Yuyang and sticking with this guy instead."
Meng Xiaofei gave Li Yifei a mischievous wink and said, "After I squander all his money, Iâll consider someone else."
Li Yifeiâs current wealth is something Meng Xiaofei couldnât exhaust in several lifetimes, so that remark is just a joke to Li Yifei.
However, Zheng Yuyang felt a stir inside when he heard this. It seems that the relationship between Meng Xiaofei and Li Yifei isnât that solid; he might still have a chance.
At this time, Yang Yudong parked the car by the roadside and said, "Weâre here, but thereâs some traffic. We can only walk from here."
Although the traffic ahead wasnât completely at a standstill, it was moving very slowly. A long line of cars had formed. Driving through it slowly would surely be slower than walking, so the four of them abandoned the car and quickly walked forward.
After walking for about five minutes, they saw a crowd gathered at the side of the road. Two cars were parked side by side on the right laneâone was a Volkswagen Passat, and the other was a Mercedes-Benz. They were leaning against each other, obviously having scraped one another.
This was a four-lane road with two-way traffic. The Mercedes was in the middle of the inner lane, while the Passat should have been on the outer lane but was occupying half of the inner lane, sticking close to the Mercedes. In such a situation, the responsibility was mostly on the Passat.
"Damn, whatâs so great about driving a lousy Mercedes? This is the cheapest kind, you can buy one for just over three hundred thousand," said Yang Yudong after one glance at the Mercedes, immediately curling his lips in disdain.
For those who donât know him, listening to the grand manner in which Yang Yudong speaks, one might think heâs a very wealthy man. But those familiar with him know heâs just Zheng Yuyangâs lackey, scratching a little pocket money from Zheng Yuyang each year. He isnât really wealthy at all.
Zheng Yuyang talks big in front of his classmates, but he doesnât feel confident inside. In the provincial city, there are too many powerful people. Not to mention the high-ranking officials, even those from the big families arenât someone he can afford to provoke. Now, seeing such cars, he feels reassured. Usually, the direct descendants of those big families wouldnât be caught dead driving such a cheap-looking Mercedes.
Feeling more assured, Zheng Yuyangâs back straightened and he said, "Letâs first see whatâs happening."
Yang Yudong immediately shouted loudly, "Little Monkey, your brother Yuyang is here."
From the middle of the crowd, a man joyfully shouted back, "Yuyang, you finally came."
Yang Yudong laughed proudly, "Haha, look at you, looking so pitiful. With Yuyang here, thereâs nothing to worry about, see how anxious you were."
Upon hearing Yang Yudongâs call, the crowd quickly made way, all of them curiously watching the four people. Speaking so arrogantly, these four individuals were clearly not to be trifled with. They were only there to watch the action and didnât want any trouble.
In the middle of the crowd stood two people. One of them wore a pair of glasses, his face alight with joy, undoubtedly Hou Jianwei, while the other looked young, about 24 or 25 years old, dressed in casual clothes that didnât seem remarkable.
To judge a person, one chiefly looks at their appearance and clothing, and then their temperament, as revealed by their speech. Most people judge a stranger in this way. But in these two aspects, this man didnât seem anything special.
However, Li Yifei had the feeling that this guy wasnât so simple. At least in terms of composure, he was definitely not an ordinary person; at the very least, he must come from a family with some background. This was just a feeling, perhaps because he had seen many different kinds of people and powerful figures, Li Yifei had developed this kind of instinct.
Hou Jianwei eagerly said, "Yuyang, hereâs what happened: My car was driving parallel to his, and somehow they ended up touching. He insists it was my fault..."
Zheng Yuyang waved his hand, saying, "None of that matters." He then strode over to the man, with Yang Yudong immediately taking his place at Zheng Yuyangâs side, assuming a haughty air.
Zheng Yuyang looked at the man again and said gravely, "I donât care whose fault it is; letâs just end it here."
The man looked at Zheng Yuyang and said lightly, "The cars are right there. I was in my lane. He already occupied my lane, so what do you mean by âletâs just end it hereâ?"
Yang Yudong glared, speaking with bluster, "Donât you understand what Master Zheng is saying? âLetâs just end it hereâ means you fix your car, and we fix ours. Weâre not asking you to pay for our repairs, and thatâs already showing you face."
"Oh, and if I donât agree?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly.
Zheng Yuyang snorted and said, "Kid, donât be ignorant. This is my classmateâs car. Iâll take responsibility for this today. If youâre not satisfied, feel free to come at me, Zheng Yuyang. Letâs go."
Yang Yudong poked the manâs chest twice, becoming even more aggressive, "Remember this, if youâre not satisfied, just come at us. Weâll be at Hualong Hotel. If youâve got the guts, come find us, weâll make sure you get an explanation."
At this time, Hou Jianwei looked a bit confused, but Yang Yudong immediately glared and said, "Monkey, what are you dazed for? Get in the car and letâs go."
Hou Jianwei hesitated, "But..."
Yang Yudong slapped Hou Jianweiâs shoulder and said, "Scared of what? With Yuyang here, any big problem will be settled. Just drive."
Hou Jianwei agreed and climbed into the car from the passenger side, then started the engine and floored it. The car surged forward, and with a scraping sound, once the car passed, a large area of scratch marks was revealed on the little Mercedes.