"Hey, you idiot, are you blind? Why are you pushing! Can't you see what kind of car this is? If that piece of junk trash picker of yours scratches it, you could spend ten lifetimes collecting trash and still not be able to pay for it! What are you staring at me for?!"
As luck would have it, Fang Chenyi had just squeezed to the front when he ran right into the heavily made-up woman who had just cursed at him. When the woman saw the "idiot" from the trash can push in front of her, she waved a hand in front of her nose in disgust. The words that came out of her mouth were even more infuriating.
Before Fang Chenyi could say anything, the onlookers in the crowd started to speak up:
"Yeah, young man, what the lady said wasn't nice, but it's true. Haven't you noticed none of us dare to get too close?"
"Sigh, you're right. I just looked it up online. This car is worth a full five million, eight hundred ninety thousand US dollars!"
"Huh? This car is only over five million? From the looks of it, I would've thought it'd be eight or nine million."
"Holy crap, buddy, are you dense? Five million, eight hundred ninety thousand US Dollars! Even if the US Dollar is about to get crushed by our Huaxia currency, that still converts to over twenty-three million..." (PS: Hehe, some of you bros said Xiao Youzi miscalculated the exchange rate. Xiao Youzi wants to say it's not wrong. If you don't believe me, check again in half a year and see if the rate has reached this point. If not, you can come back and beat me.)
...
Listening to the murmurs of the crowd, how could Fang Chenyi describe the feeling in his heart? He was actually a little embarrassed to take out his car key now. After all, it would seem way too much like he was showing off.
Just then, the piercing sound of a car horn blared from behind the crowd. Everyone turned their heads toward the sound and saw a massive white SUV approaching. Seeing it, the crowd quickly made way. And upon seeing this SUV, the woman who had just been berating Fang Chenyi stood on her tiptoes, waving her hands.
"Honey, I'm over here! Over here!"
After waving, the woman turned to the crowd with a very smug smile. "Hehe, everyone, please make some room. My boyfriend's car is a bit big. Sigh, you know, I told him to buy a smaller one, but he wouldn't listen. He just had to spend over nine hundred thousand on some Patrol or something. A 5.6-liter engine, whatever that is. I don't really get it. All I know is it's a total gas-guzzler."
Even though there was a luxury sports car worth tens of millions parked right there, it was too far removed from their reality. But now, her boyfriend had arrived, and his car, worth a million, was also something no ordinary person could afford.
As she was speaking, with a SCREECH, the SUV stopped directly in front of the heavily made-up woman. The window slowly rolled down, and a large, greasy head appeared before the crowd. The fat man was holding a bottle of mineral water. He finished it in one go—GLUG GLUG GLUG—then wiped the sweat from his brow and casually tossed the empty bottle out the window.
'You just can't buy these damn salvaged cars,' the fat man fumed internally. 'They're cheap, sure, but the AC is broken in the middle of summer. Isn't that just torture? The worst part is, driving such an expensive car with the windows down makes me look cheap. Ugh, for the sake of showing off, what's a little heatstroke? Maybe this is the price you pay to look cool.'
After downing the bottle of water, the fat man felt a little cooler. Especially now with the window open, he felt it was damn refreshing outside...
"Babe, been waiting long? Let's go. Your man's gonna take you for a ride with the windows down today!"
Just then, a naturally beautiful woman in workout clothes with her hair in a ponytail walked up from behind the SUV. She walked over to the side of the car and, under everyone's gaze, bent down, reached out, and picked up the water bottle the fat man had just thrown out. Just as everyone thought she was going to throw it into a nearby trash can, the young woman straightened up and casually tossed the bottle right back where it came from. The crowd was stunned for a moment, then broke into spontaneous applause.
And the bottle... landed right on the fat man's big face. He instantly flew into a rage, unbuckled his seatbelt, and prepared to storm out of the car to confront her.
Fang Chenyi, who had witnessed the whole thing, found it immensely satisfying. 'Nice one.' Seeing the fat man about to get out, Fang Chenyi, who was standing right next to the car, went right up and kicked the door shut. He also raised his trash picker, his posture seeming to say, 'You move, and I'll smack you down!'
"Yeah! Get him!"
"That's right, my man! Well done!"
"This trash-picking young man is a real man."
Seeing Fang Chenyi's actions, the surrounding onlookers, who were more than happy to see some drama, all started to applaud and cheer.
Meanwhile, the young woman in workout tights, who had thrown the bottle back into the car out of indignation, had been startled by the fat man's actions. Her heart leaped into her throat. 'It's all my fault for watching too many short videos. I acted on impulse. If he actually gets out and beats me up, what am I, a lone girl, supposed to do?'
But when she saw Fang Chenyi go up and kick the car door shut, the young woman let out a long sigh of relief. She patted her chest with her small hand, thinking to herself, 'Douyin never lies.'
"Fuck your mother, you little bastard! I'm warning you, stay out of this! Do you have any idea who I am? Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"
With Fang Chenyi holding the door shut with his foot and staring him down with a threatening gaze, the fat man was furious. But aside from spewing curses, he didn't dare make another move, much less try to get out of the car.
It was obvious. The kid outside was a head taller than him, not to mention he was armed. If a real fight broke out, with his own three-hundred-some-odd pounds, he'd definitely be on the losing end.
In response to this threat, however, Fang Chenyi didn't say another word. He just pointed his large trash picker directly at the tip of the fat man's nose. This made the once-arrogant fat man jolt, his mind clearing instantly. 'A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. I'll preserve my strength for now and call for backup later to deal with this trash-picking kid!'
With that thought, the fat man immediately raised his hands, finding an excuse to back down. "Alright, alright. A man of my status won't stoop to the level of a little trash-picking punk today."
When the onlookers saw the fat man back down, they all started to boo. But it had to be said, the fat man was impressively thick-skinned; he completely ignored the crowd's jeers.
Seeing this, Fang Chenyi lowered his trash picker. The moment he did, the fat man, ignoring the woman, slammed on the gas and the car shot forward. He was going to find his people. He had to get his revenge. Otherwise, how could he ever show his face again after being threatened by a trash picker?
Watching the car speed away, Fang Chenyi curled his lip in disdain. 'What a waste of production time. With all this effort, I could have gone through a few more trash cans. A hundred yuan a bottle... isn't that a sweet deal?'
Thinking this, Fang Chenyi ignored the crowd and turned to walk toward his Lamborghini.
"Ah! What are you doing! I'm a woman! Are you going to hit a woman?!"
Seeing Fang Chenyi walk toward her, the heavily made-up woman let out a shriek and began to back away frantically. Soon, her back was pressed against the multi-million-dollar supercar.
But her retreat had no effect on the handsome young trash picker. He remained unmoved, continuing to close in on her, step by step.
[To be continued...]