_1Xiao Ming was not fond of wearing suits, so he did not have many at home. The clothes from his early entrepreneurial days had long since disappeared, and now he was left with only two sets.
One was a newly purchased set, the same one he wore a few days ago to negotiate with the community representatives, which he had sent to the dry cleaners.
The other set was the wedding suit he was wearing.
It had only been a few years, and naturally, the style was not so out-of-date, but it was just ordinary and cheap. Yet couldn't even the employees at the car dealership recognize that?
Xiao Ming couldn't help but laugh and cry, and he asked the fat man, "Do you recognize me?"
The fat man became even more aggressive, "Do I need to recognize you? Get the hell out of here, did you hear me? Don't make me call security!"
After saying that, he turned back to Mr. and Mrs. Wan Xingping with an apologetic smile, "Mr. Wan, Mrs. Wan, I'm really sorry! The newcomer doesn't understand the rules. You two are respected figures, it's beneath you to take notice of trash.
Come on, didn't you mention just now that you wanted to see the latest model of the CEO car? Please follow me.
Our dealership happens to have a new car available, it's been less than two weeks since it was imported, perfectly matching your taste and requirements..."
He didn't finish his sentence when he felt a slap on his shoulder, and just as he turned around, his plump stomach took a kick, making him stagger three or four steps backwards and sit down on the floor with a thud.
Mr. and Mrs. Wan Xingping were startled, retreating in unison, while Hu Xiaotong hid behind her husband.
Xiao Ming acted as if they weren't there, merely looking indifferently at the fat man.
"Considering that you're trying to woo customers for business purposes, I'll give you a chance.
Apologize to me right now, and we can turn the page on this incident."
The little fat man, either dazed from the pain or unable to understand how someone would dare hit him, just sat there dumbfounded, without any reaction.
Wan Xingping's heart, however, was throbbing with excitement.
He loathed Xiao Ming. How could a mere dismissal satisfy him? The more arrogant Xiao Ming was, the happier Wan became naturally.
"An employee dares to assault his boss? This is mutiny!"
His face was filled with righteous indignation, yet his words were deliberately incendiary, "Overseas, an employee who engages in such violent behavior would, at the least, serve a year or two in prison, and also face financial ruin.
Too bad, the environment here doesn't work that way, no respect for the law, no human rights."
Xiao Ming frowned slightly, glancing at him askance: "Just a couple of years abroad and you've started to talk with a twang. I'm not surprised at all.
Wan Xingping, let me tell you responsibly: you shouldn't have come back. Because you will certainly die in this place that nurtured you, yet you look down on.
Of course, before that, I will make sure to have my fun with you. Financial ruin will just be the appetizer; the breakdown of your family will simply be the beginning."
As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Hu Xiaotong's face: "If you still have any sense, I advise you to get a divorce sooner rather than later."
Wan Xingping could never have expected that upon his triumphant return, face to face with Xiao Ming, who was in such a pitiable state working as a salesperson, not only did he not gain the upper hand, but he was also threatened.
How could he stand it?𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
The old hatred combined with his current humiliation and rage made the veins in his eyes turn red, his fists clenching and unclenching, as if struggling with whether to rush up and punch Xiao Ming.
Seeing this, Xiao Ming's expression of disdain deepened: "You've even lost the valor you had in school brawls. It seems you've been quite content being under the thumb of the white men these past few years."
"Fuck! You... you dare to hit me?"
Finally coming to his senses, the little fat man got up with gritted teeth, his eyes filled with fury, "Son of a bitch! Wait and see, if I don't break your legs today, I'll take your surname!
People! Security! Where the fuck did you all die off to?"
"What's all this noise? I could hear that lousy voice of yours hollering from downstairs. Are we slaughtering pigs here? If you don't want to work, just get the hell out!"
An annoyed voice came from the stairs, and a young man clad in luxury brands appeared, quickly scanning the room and accelerating his pace.
"Brother-in-law!" the chubby kid shouted, pointing at Xiao Ming, "This guy's not working properly, offending the customers, and even hitting people. Be careful, you little bastard..."
But he couldn't finish his sentence because a shoe sole kicked his face hard.
It was the young man who kicked him.
"You looking to die? Go outside and get hit by a car. Dare to spout crap again and I'll cut out your fucking tongue!"
After cursing vehemently, the young man turned around, immediately bent at the waist, and put on a smiley face: "Ming, look at the scene this has turned into.
He's my little uncle, doesn't know shit; if you're upset, I'll take the beating and the blame. It'd be beneath you to bother with trash like him."
Upon hearing this, the fatso and Mr. and Mrs. Wan Xingping were dumbfounded.
Why was the car dealership owner being so polite to an arrogant salesman?
Xiao Ming quickly gave them the answer.
Tugging at his clothes, he asked, "Jun, do I look like a sales consultant to your family?"
The young man was naturally one of Shen Siyi's unruly friends, Jun, whom Xiao Ming had contacted when he arrived, Wang Lijun.
The Wang family was the largest parallel importer of cars in Longyin, and in the past two years, they had also begun to dip their toes into the second-hand luxury car market, expanding their business significantly.
But because most of it was financed through loans, with banks owning the lion's share, even though Wang Lijun's family appeared to have assets worth over a billion, he was still more like a little brother in Shen Siyi's circle of hedonists.
Ordinarily, when Xiao Ming showed up, the most Jun could do was say hello to get acquainted.
A couple of days ago, he heard Zhang Dachuan bragging about investing five hundred thousand with Xiao Ming and receiving fifteen million back in less than a week.
Jealous and envious, he was desperately figuring out how to curry favor with Xiao Ming to get a piece of the profitable action.
Today, he suddenly got a call from Xiao Ming, sensing the opportunity at hand, pushed away the girl in his bed and hurried to the dealership without a moment's delay.
And when he finally arrived, before he could even attempt any flattery, he overheard his little uncle about to call Xiao Ming a bastard, infuriating him. He felt like he could kill someone.
But no matter how upset he was, he had to apologize first and show the right attitude.
If he couldn't take care of Xiao Ming properly, not only could he forget about making money following the God of Wealth, but Shen Siyi and Zhang Dachuan might tear him apart too.
"Ah! Ming, you're really funny.
The moment I saw you, I wanted to ask, is your outfit a new release from some niche luxury brand? It's understated yet tasteful, ordinary but with a touch of class. The more I look at it, the more comfortable it seems.
I've got to get myself a set too, bask in some of Ming's radiance—that'll make those idiots green with envy."
The flattery was nauseating but somewhat witty, and since Xiao Ming wasn't there to make trouble, he naturally had no interest in pursuing the matter relentlessly.
And after all, Jun was also unfairly implicated.
Faking a kick, he laughed and scolded, "Isn't that disgusting? Save that bullshit to charm the girls. All the clothes I'm wearing today don't even add up to two hundred bucks, no fucking 'niche luxury brand.'
But I am a bit puzzled, my clothes don't look that similar to your store's staff uniforms, do they? Plus, I'm not wearing a name badge.
Customers making a mistake is one thing, but what's with your little uncle's eyesight? He hasn't even seen me before and wants to take me for a staffer and give me a lecture.
I'm very angry and I kicked him. That won't make it awkward for you in front of your sister-in-law, will it?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Lijun instantly breathed a sigh of relief and said hatefully, "She dares! I gave her that face!
It's only because you, Ming, have a good temper. If it had been me today, breaking her legs in three places would've been the least of it."
Still not feeling it was enough, he turned around and kicked the fatso again.
"Are you dead, you little bastard? Waiting for me to prepare your coffin? Aren't you going to come over and apologize to Ming right now?"