"Hey!" The young man finally straightened up and tapped the steering wheel. "Stop pretending. Here's 100,000, go by yourself..." Chu Ge's gaze fell on him, and he laughed. "Just 100,000?"
The young man pulled out a check and said disdainfully, "Don't be greedy. I'll count to three, and I'll deduct half for each count. If you don't leave after three counts, you'll only have 10,000 left. Think it over."
Qiu Wuji tugged at Chu Ge's sleeve. "Chu Ge, Chu Ge, his arithmetic seems to be off."
The young man: "..." Chu Ge stroked his chin. "He's using subtraction instead of addition..." "The road is interesting...we can learn something." The young man said with a sullen face, "One!" Chu Ge sighed, "Seriously, buddy, we don't want to put on any show of showing off and getting slapped in the face...it's normal for Qiu Qiu to have suitors, it would be strange if she didn't. We wouldn't normally be angry about that. But buddy, could you please stop doing such embarrassing things? Counting to three like that, have you been reading too many online novels? I recommend you read 'Chu Tian Wu Ji' to improve your IQ and avoid such awkwardness in the future." The young man was dumbfounded. Someone was actually recommending him at this time? Did he even know what he was doing? He directly wrote another check: "One million." Chu Ge didn't even look at it, and laughed, "By the way, buddy, your appearance confirms a topic we were just discussing." The young man: "?" I'm trying to steal your girl right in front of you, and you're discussing something with me? Is this guy out of his mind?! But then Chu Ge said, "The stagnation that once existed has caused discontent among many. The resurgence of spiritual energy is an opportunity for a reshuffling, although it currently seems too random, its good or bad is unknown… but that's beside the point, it's not my business."
As he spoke, he walked to the front of the car, pressed his hand on the hood, and said leisurely, "When opportunity knocks, some people want to overthrow you, while others want to become you; that's their consideration. I don't have that many thoughts. I just want you all to stop bothering me, it's really annoying."
This guy's really going to talk about Marxism with me… The young man was speechless: "The car is still moving, are you out of your mind?"
The car was indeed slowly following Chu Ge's boundless pace, and Chu Ge was speaking while backing away.
But after the young man asked that question, he suddenly realized that the car had stopped.
Chu Ge stood still, no longer backing away, so the engine groaned softly, but was blocked by a palm, unable to move forward an inch.
The young man's eyes slowly widened.
Chu Ge merely smiled slightly, not a bead of sweat on his forehead, and smiled knowingly: "See? If it's not yours, it's not yours. You can't rely on it when it matters, can you?"
The young man, unconvinced, floored the accelerator.
The engine roared, echoing through the night sky, but the car remained rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.
The young man stared in horror at Chu Ge ahead. Was this guy even human?
Chu Ge said calmly, "I said, I just want you to leave me alone... If you can't even meet this basic request, then I'll send you far away. Since you at least reminded me the car was moving, you don't seem to have bad intentions, so I'll let it go this time." The young man simply turned off the engine, saying somewhat helplessly, "So you're an ability user, no wonder you're so confident." Chu Ge withdrew his hand from the car: "Not bad... These days, abilities are no longer a secret. What others consider 'capital' has a new meaning. And someone like you, who doesn't even know who you're dealing with and is courting death, isn't easy either."
"...Hey, do you really think I'm afraid of an ability user like you?"
Chu Ge didn't answer, but instead said, "Speaking of which, you don't need capital, you don't need abilities. Anyone who earns their reward through their own hard work can be confident. What's shameful is your reliance on family background to define social classes, and your intelligence to be used as a pawn without even realizing it." The young man sensed something was wrong and frowned slightly.
Chu Ge turned to look at the distant night sky, then suddenly laughed, "Mr. Mi, trying to make Mr. Xie think I'm a troublemaker by convincing him that some rich kid is stealing a woman is too low-level. I think it would be better if you personally seduce me. Maybe I really won't be able to resist, and then we can post the photos online—how exciting would that be… But you'll have to take your clothes off first, I'm a little embarrassed…" The night was silent.
Chu Ge didn't expect a reply. He turned and, arm in arm with Qiu Wuji, leisurely walked away.
The sounds of a young couple playfully bickering drifted on the wind: "You really want her to seduce you, huh…?"
"Just kidding…"
"You said you wouldn't be able to resist…"
"Can't you get to the point?"
"The point is you have to make her undress first! I heard you!"
"Ouch, stop pinching me! I finally managed to act cool… wait a minute, isn't it me who should be angry today? Who's the one attracting attention… Holy crap, I get it! You're the bad guy who started this? Damn, don't run!" The voices faded into the distance, two figures chasing and fleeing, gradually disappearing from view under the streetlights.
The young man sat blankly in the car, muttering like a lost soul, "She's really pretty... Waaah, why wasn't it me they pinched..." As he muttered, his eyes hardened, and he muttered to himself, "Mi Xiaolin, you're kidding me, aren't you... What kind of low-class online writer don't you know they have superpowers? You want me to get beaten up so your image in Xie Wenyuan's eyes will plummet? This so-called...appetizer?"
This spoiled brat, who felt ashamed to even look at a poor person, couldn't accept the fact that his value in someone else's eyes was merely that of a mere appetizer to be beaten up. This ignited a fury in him towards Mi Xiaolin that even she hadn't anticipated.
Of course, even if she had anticipated it, she probably wouldn't have cared.
Just a spoiled brat.
...Over there, Qiu Wuji turned the corner and was caught up by Chu Ge. In reality, he received no punishment whatsoever, and they continued strolling hand-in-hand, swaying gently.
"What kind of punishment could they give you on the street? You'd just have to wait until you get back, hmm..." Qiu Wuji glanced at Chu Ge's expression. Chu Ge smiled slightly, his thoughts unreadable.
She couldn't help but start a conversation: "You're so strong now! You held down that car without batting an eye."
"Pretending." Chu Ge gave her a sidelong glance: "You can't tell I was just using my spatial abilities."
Qiu Wuji gritted her teeth: "Chu Ge, don't be ungrateful! I gave you a chance to show off, and you don't appreciate it!"
"Oh dear, what's there to show off about..." Chu Ge sighed: "Actually, I didn't want to use my spatial abilities. What if someone found out? I'd lose a trump card. But if I used magic, I probably couldn't handle it, and getting all red-faced and swollen would be uncool..."
Qiu Wuji was both amused and exasperated: "So you're risking your life just to show off, huh?" "Of course, you can lose your head but not your hairstyle. With someone trying to steal your wife, isn't maintaining your image the most important thing?" Chu Ge smiled slightly. "Besides, I feel like the main purpose of this trip is to show off and be intimidate. Even if we're hiding now, we won't need to anymore." Qiu Wuji nodded. "If Mi Xiaolin hadn't interfered, I would have thought we were really here to discuss serious business. President Xie and the others are great; they have very clear and insightful ideas. Then a fly flew in, disgusting me, and I remembered, oh dear, we have other things to do here."
"Then let's swat it away and go home." Before he finished speaking, Chu Ge's phone rang.
Upon answering, Old Zhu's voice came through: "You guys ran away a long time ago, why aren't you back at the hotel yet?"
"Uh, we were shopping, we were a bit delayed. Something wrong?"
"We contacted Zhong Yi, he's in the hospital, want to go see him?"
Chu Ge paused, "He's in the hospital?"
"He's either dead or injured, what's the point of him being in the hospital?" Old Zhu laughed on the other end, "He's taking care of someone else, guess who?"
Chu Ge's mind raced, and he quickly concluded: "Du Lianfeng, Qi Chengtian."
This time it was Old Zhu's turn to be stunned: "Hey, you're a fantasy writer, not a detective writer? How are you so accurate?"
Chu Ge retorted irritably: "Because in the whole of Shanghai, I only know these two people!"