I just left my card at home. I’ll definitely bring it next time. Can you please just let me in for now? Wei Chun drove up to the main gate, lowered his window, and leaned halfway out of the car to negotiate with the security guard blocking the entrance.
Shuixie New City covered a vast area and offered a wide variety of amenities, which meant it also had many side entrances.
The main gate was too conspicuous, and Wei Chun could not afford to lose face there. Instead, he found a usually quiet side gate to bicker with the guard.
However, the guard remained completely unyielding, adamantly refusing to lift the barrier.
Come on, man. Don’t you have any impression of my face at all? Wei Chun got out of his car to continue arguing, pointing to his own face as he asked, How long have you been working here? I used to come here all the time. Think back carefully.
Boss, it doesn’t matter even if you came every single day, the guard said helplessly. You might come often, but I don’t. Today is my very first day on the job.
Shuixie New City was a members-only club, famous for its cleanliness, strict rules, diverse entertainment, and high level of privacy. For wealthy businessmen and wealthy second-generation heirs who valued privacy, whether doing business or seeking pleasure, it was an exceptionally fine destination.
Wei Chun had also once been a regular at Shuixie New City. Whenever those wealthy heirs came, he would tag along. While they looked for amusement, he treated them as his own source of amusement.
However, that was all in the past for Wei Chun. Now, after searching his entire body without finding a single small membership card, he had no choice but to squat at the gate and stare helplessly at the security guard.
The guard had not explicitly stated whether he believed his story or not, but his refusal to move out of the way clearly showed he did not.
Tsk, it’s fine if you don’t come often. You can just look up the membership card under my name. How about I give you my phone number and registered information? If that really doesn’t work, I’ll go in with you right now and find your manager. You might not know me, but he definitely will.
Wei Chun was getting a massive headache from being blocked by him.
Yet the guard still stood in front, refusing to yield. His naive, simple face was full of anxiety. Boss, please don’t make things hard for me. The manager said that if I let anyone through without a card, I’ll lose my job. How about… how about you go back home, get your card, and then come back?
Wei Chun clenched his back teeth tightly. If he could actually go back home and get his card, why would he bother trying to play the dutiful, virtuous spouse by coming to pick up Huo Yuanzhou from his social gathering, even bringing a lunchbox to deliver food to him?!
Don’t you guys have any contingency measures? Wei Chun leaned against his car door, half-joking and half-complaining. I don’t believe that in all the years you’ve been open, I’m the only person who ever forgot to bring a card. Even schools use facial recognition now. Don’t tell me you don’t even have a way to look up a member’s registered information?
The guard spread his hands and said, That’s right. Such a big place isn’t even as good as our village. Nowadays, even our village committee registrations use electronic cards.
Wei Chun instantly felt an aching tooth. So if I want to get in today, my only option is to go back home and get the card, and without it, I can’t enter?
The guard nodded.
Wei Chun asked him with a final sliver of hope, Is there really no room for flexibility at all?
The guard pondered for a moment, then gave a solemn shake of his head.
Fuck.
Wei Chun slammed his forehead onto his arm resting against the car door. He had not encountered such a rigid process in a very long time. Even a paramecium should have learned to adapt after so many years of evolution, yet human beings still could not.
Wei-ge at A-Jewelry Acquisition: Sister Cheng, can you help me get a membership card for Shuixie New City right now?
Cheng Yu: Right now? Processing a new one might be too late, but I can ask if President Huo’s card can be used right now.
Wei-ge at A-Jewelry Acquisition: I think that probably won’t work, because your boss used his card himself.
Wei Chun felt an even sharper pain in his abdomen from the anger. He clutched his lower belly with one hand, inwardly cursing that the little bean sprout in his stomach was just like its father, a born debt collector.
The faint, intermittent piercing pain in his lower abdomen that he had felt since driving became even more pronounced at this moment. Although it was not like the excruciating pain from the afternoon, as if his internal organs were being violently twisted and kneaded, it was still impossible to ignore, causing cold sweat to drench his back.
Fuck, stop rushing me. You’re just a tiny bean sprout, and you’re already pushing me around. Pain made Wei Chun completely unreasonable, and he swore at both father and son until flowers bloomed in his mind.
Wei Chun?
A familiar voice carrying a trace of hesitation suddenly sounded from the side.
Wei Chun’s hand massaging his lower belly froze, and a bad premonition crept up his spine.
He could not help cursing silently in his heart: Good God, you shouldn’t make a person this unlucky, right?
Yet fate seemed addicted to playing jokes, arranging another scene of drama for Wei Chun.
The phrase enemies meet on a narrow road appeared simultaneously in several people’s minds as Wei Chun raised his head and locked eyes with the newcomer.
The newcomer was decked out in a luxury designer suit and held a designer bag in his hand. The enormous logos covered him from head to toe, as if he were deathly afraid that others would not recognize the brand.
Aha. The suit-wearing man grinned, starting a conversation with the person beside him. Look, isn’t that our Second Young Master Wei? How did he end up getting blocked at the entrance? Hahahahaha.
The person beside him was even more eyesore-inducing. While the suit-wearing man offended aesthetics with his outfit, this person attacked society with his face.
From head to toe, he was a stack of circles: his black jacket barely managed to squeeze in a basketball-sized torso, topped by a slightly smaller basketball of a head. A pair of eyes was squeezed into two narrow slits by the fat on his face, and he seemed to have a squint, occasionally shooting sharp, scheming glints from those two tiny slits to size people up.
The few bodyguards behind them had originally looked average, but standing behind him, they were contrasted into peerless beauties.
Wei Chun let out a cold snort, his gaze disdainfully sizing the two up and down. It’s been so long since we last met, yet the offensive power of your looks is still so high. I really don’t know why you two always love hanging out together. A toad paired with a turtle, one with a big mouth and the other with a big face. Putting you two together creates a damage level where one plus one is definitely greater than two.
Having said that, he leaned over, reached near his steering wheel, grabbed a pair of sunglasses, and put them over his face. With a tone of relief, he sighed, Fortunately, I brought sunglasses with me today when I left the house. Otherwise, after looking at you two, I’d have to go to the hospital to get my eyes checked.
Fuck your mother. The suit-wearing man was the first to blow his top. Getting cursed at by Wei Chun set him ablaze, and he took two steps forward, about to rush up and grab Wei Chun.
He was pulled back by the basketball-like man beside him. What’s the rush?
It was impossible to tell where the eyeballs were inside the narrow slits of the basketball man. He faced Wei Chun squarely for quite a while before a set of yellow teeth leaked out from beneath his thick lips, preparing to speak.
Stop, Wei Chun signaled with a gesture first. Can you show some respect when you speak? Open your eyes and look at me when you talk, alright?
The basketball man had just been advising the suit-wearing man, but when it was his turn, he had to take a couple of deep breaths before he managed to keep himself from losing his temper, though he still lost his composure. After regaining his breath for a while, he squeezed out a vicious sentence: Do you think you’re still the Second Young Master Wei of the past? I’ve heard all about it. You’re just a fake who occupied a magpie’s nest, and now you’ve been thrown out of the house. How dare you still act so arrogant in front of me?
He had envisioned it perfectly: with his bitter words and sinister tone, Wei Chun would definitely be scared out of his wits, trembling on his knees to beg for mercy, allowing him to reclaim all the lost face from the past.
However, contrary to his expectations, Wei Chun showed no fear of being threatened at all. He merely rested one hand on his forehead, his long fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, and spoke in an exhausted tone: I was wrong just now. I shouldn’t have told you to look at me while speaking. Turn around now, child, turn around. Can you speak with your back to me? You really reek.
With that, Wei Chun released his hand from his forehead and fanned it vigorously in front of his nose a few times. Bro, how long has it been since you brushed your teeth? Do you want me to recommend a few brands of toothpaste? Do you know how foul it smells? Did you cultivate a bacteria factory in your mouth, or does your throat connect directly to a septic tank? You almost knocked me out the moment you opened your mouth.
The basketball man’s face turned green, then red, then purple, transforming from a black, round basketball into a street neon light, changing colors continuously. Overcome with rage, he no longer cared about his original plan of how to humiliate Wei Chun; he only wanted to drag the man out and take revenge.
The suit-wearing man had already been infuriated to near-death by that mouth. Together with the basketball man, he waved his hand, ordering the bodyguards to rush forward and drag Wei Chun out of the car.
The bodyguards drew closer and closer, slowly forming a semicircle that trapped Wei Chun, along with his car, right in the center.
Fuck. Wei Chun cursed inwardly, roughly estimating the headcount. Excluding those two useless trash, the basketball man and the suit-wearing man, there were still seven or eight bodyguards left, which definitely counted as a large crowd. He was all alone, a solitary figure; if he did not run now, he would really end up taking a beating.
Thus, ignoring the lunchbox on the passenger seat and his original plan of playing the dutiful spouse, he prepared to get into the car, turn the steering wheel, and make a run for it.
However, the encirclement formed by the bodyguards had already trapped him inside. Even if he got into the car, unless he could truly harden his heart, step on the accelerator, and plow through everyone, he would sooner or later still be dragged down.
The basketball man stood on the outer perimeter, sneering as he looked over. Second Young Master, I advise you to give up struggling. Come down and let me beat you up, and today’s matter will be settled. Otherwise, if you get dragged down today, it won’t just end with a beating.
The suit-wearing man stood side-by-side with him, his expression wearing a bit of gloating pride. Wei Chun, when you stepped on me in the past, you probably didn’t expect that you’d fall into my hands today, right? Today, I’ll teach you a lesson so you remember what kind of people you shouldn’t mess with.
Even if he lost the battle, he would not lose his spirit. Despite being surrounded like an iron barrel, Wei Chun took a few steps back, leaning against the car door to assess the escape route, yet his mouth remained unyielding: I’ve already remembered. I shouldn’t mess with a toad spirit and a turtle spirit, or else they’ll spray foul spit all over me that I can’t wash off. You two had better hurry up and brush your teeth. If people didn’t know better, they’d think you two were synthesizing chemical weapons inside your mouths.
Damn it, these bastards are surrounding me way too tightly. Wei Chun evaluated the routes and the number of people, assuming an offensive stance with his feet. Admitting defeat was definitely out of the question; these two idiots certainly would not stop at just beating him up, so he might as well take a gamble.
His gaze swept across the bodyguards who were gradually closing in, then drifted lightly past them onto the suit-wearing man and the basketball man behind them.
To catch the bandits, catch their king first. It’s going to be you two.