"Alright, I'll contact you tomorrow," Jiang Cheng said.
"No problem, I'll inform them shortly," Wang Congcong said with a grin.
"Sigh, I've said 'I'm so envious' too many times. I used to think I was pretty good among people my age, until I crashed into your car. Only then did I realize the only thing we have in common is our age," Qi Yuan said, patting Jiang Cheng's shoulder with a sigh.
"Stop spouting nonsense."
Jiang Cheng didn't take Qi Yuan's words to heart.
If Jiang Cheng wasn't mistaken, Qi Yuan's family background was probably not simple either.
Although Jiang Cheng hadn't investigated him.
But last time, he heard Wang Congcong say that Qi Yuan would be entering the system in the future.
Coupled with Wang Congcong's usual attitude towards him, it was clear that he shouldn't be an ordinary Second-generation rich.
"Can you stop flattering me? I'm just lucky."
The atmosphere was quite good as they ate and chatted.
After a while, when Jiang Cheng returned from the restroom, he saw a tall, thin young man wearing a shirt and tie, hands in his pockets, standing beside their dining table.
He whistled at Qi Yuan: "Yo, I didn't expect to see you today. Why are you pretending not to know me?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, Qi Yuan's grinning face instantly darkened.
The others also fell silent, looking at Qi Yuan with strange expressions.
Seeing that no one spoke, the young man said to Qi Yuan again: "Qi Yuan, what's wrong? Can't even speak when you see me? Tsk tsk, you've become timid lately, have you been scared by your old man?"
"Wang Hao, what do I have to say to you? Can you just get lost?" Qi Yuan glared at Wang Hao and replied angrily.
"Oh, quite a temper, aren't we? I heard you got into trouble again recently and were punished by your old man. You're not mooching for food again today, are you? It's not that I'm lecturing you, but your old man is a respectable person, so can you please stop embarrassing him every day? Looking at you, I feel embarrassed for you," Wang Hao said mockingly.
"Damn it, why do you care so much? Why don't you go manage your parents' messy affairs instead of coming here to join in the fun and spout nonsense?"
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, Wang Hao shrugged even more like a hooligan: "Didn't you see me dressed like this and working? I'm not like you, I'm busy every day now."
"Look at your other relatives, many of them are much more successful than you. You, on the other hand, spend all day idling away, living off your family's wealth. Don't you feel ashamed?"
"Qi Yuan, it's not that I'm lecturing you, but don't always rely on your family's bit of influence. People, after all, have to rely on themselves. Don't suck your old man dry, or when he falls, you won't even have anything to fall back on."
Wang Hao's words were no longer just sarcasm; he even brought up Qi Yuan's family.
Enraged, Qi Yuan stood up directly: "Wang Hao, damn you, watch your mouth! You're doing some low-level job and acting like a big shot. If you didn't have your family, what could you accomplish?"
Normally, Qi Yuan could tolerate Wang Hao mocking him alone, but when his family was brought into it, Qi Yuan couldn't stand it.
Although he was usually rebellious and didn't listen to his family, if something serious came up, he couldn't bear to hear others speak ill of his family.
Moreover, Wang Hao was clearly provoking him.
Unable to bear it any longer, Qi Yuan immediately wanted to go forward and fight Wang Hao.