Seeing Ma Jun's pathetic state, Xu Tian became even more arrogant, his face full of smugness as he put his arm around Mu Xiaoyu's slender waist. "Ma Jun, still planning to report me to the company? Heh, you're a complete idiot. No wonder Xiaoyu dumped you for me."
"Vroom!" Just then, another car engine roared.
"Screech!" Followed by the sound of sudden braking, a BMW iX.
"What?! Brother Tian, are you kidding me? This car can buy ten of ours?!" Mu Xiaoyu covered her red lips in shock.
"Just shut up. Anyone who can drive this car is someone we can't afford to offend!" Xu Tian whispered again.
Mu Xiaoyu's face immediately flushed, and she quickly fell silent, not daring to say another word.
At this moment, the car door opened, and a young man stepped out.
But as Mu Xiaoyu saw the young man's figure, her eyes widened in shock again. "Chen, Chen, Chen Fan!"
This young man was none other than her classmate, Chen Fan. Although they weren't in the same department, they were in the same school, and he was a good brother from Ma Jun's dorm. Mu Xiaoyu naturally recognized him.
"Xiaoyu, you know this person?" Xu Tian asked, somewhat taken aback.
"He, he's Ma Jun's good friend, a classmate at our school." Mu Xiaoyu hadn't recovered from her shock, especially seeing Chen Fan driving such a luxury car. She was filled with disbelief.
A few days ago, she had heard Ma Jun say that Chen Fan had struck it rich, not only having some kind of VIP card from Wanhao Group but also a luxury car. She hadn't believed it then, but now she saw it was true.
Hearing Chen Fan's name, Ma Jun, whose expression had been downcast, looked up at Chen Fan and forced a smile. "Brother Fan, what brings you here?"
"Look at you now, you've lost your former swagger. Pull yourself together." Chen Fan punched Ma Jun's shoulder.
Ma Jun felt a pang of bitterness. Swagger was for his younger days.
Now that he had entered society, everything had changed. No matter how grand his ideals, they would be brutally crushed by reality.
"So, you're just an intern student. I thought you were something special. Kid, driving this car, you're probably someone's chauffeur, right?" Xu Tian sneered upon hearing Chen Fan's identity.
Especially with Chen Fan's extremely ordinary clothes, no other identity seemed suitable for him besides a driver.
After all, who would believe that such an ordinary-looking guy could be a wealthy big shot?
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Chen Fan retorted, glancing at Xu Tian.
Xu Tian said dismissively, "Just a damn driver, and you dare to be insolent in front of me? Xiaoyu, your school really produces all sorts of talents, including blind idiots."
Ma Jun was instantly enraged. Insulting him was one thing, but he absolutely could not tolerate insults to his friends and brothers!
"Xu Tian, that's enough! Chen Fan is my brother, and you're not allowed to insult him like that!"
"Hahaha, brother? Your brother isn't much either. One is an idiot who works for others in both his career and love life, and the other is a fool who pretends to be cool in his boss's car. Your school can simultaneously cultivate two such 'dragons and phoenixes' – it truly is a good school." Xu Tian laughed, his words filled with mockery.
"You! Do you really think I won't dare to lay a hand on you?!" Ma Jun pointed at Xu Tian, his voice filled with anger.
"Lay a hand? Come on, I said earlier, if you dare to touch me, without a hundred thousand yuan, none of you are leaving today. I'll have you all rotting in jail!" Xu Tian playfully tapped his own head, his demeanor utterly arrogant.
Ma Jun's chest heaved with anger, his eyes almost spitting fire.
But he knew he had no money. He had to buy Mu Xiaoyu bags and cosmetics every month, and Xu Tian had snatched his contract. How could he possibly have money?
He really wished he could pull out hundreds of thousands, throw it in Xu Tian's face, and then teach him a harsh lesson.
But it was merely a fantasy.
However, a slight curve formed on Chen Fan's lips.
He opened the passenger door, took out a manila envelope, and then walked over to Xu Tian.
"Kid, I'm giving you a chance, but you don't have the capability. Without capital, don't put on a show in front of me, understand?" Xu Tian sneered, reaching out to pat Ma Jun's face, his arrogance evident.
"Hey," Chen Fan called out.
Just as Xu Tian turned around, Chen Fan directly pulled out a bundle of one hundred thousand yuan from the manila envelope and forcefully threw it at Xu Tian's face.
"Ouch!" A scream of pain.
The bundle of one hundred thousand yuan was quite hard. This blow directly made Xu Tian see stars, his nose caved in by half, and blood began to stream down.
"You son of a bitch, kid, you, you dare to hit me!" Xu Tian, tears streaming down his face from the pain, quickly covered his nose and shouted angrily.
Chen Fan pointed at the hundred thousand yuan on the ground. "Are you blind? Look at what that is."
Xu Tian and Mu Xiaoyu then looked down.
"This, this is a hundred thousand yuan?!" Xu Tian's eyes widened, and Mu Xiaoyu was also stunned.
Ma Jun, standing aside, watched the scene in bewilderment.
"Kid, what do you mean by this?" Xu Tian suddenly had a bad feeling.
Chen Fan took out another bundle of one hundred thousand yuan from the manila envelope. "What do you think?"
Seeing another bundle of one hundred thousand yuan, Xu Tian was alarmed and quickly shielded his face. If he got hit again, his face might be disfigured!
Chen Fan's strength was considerable. His lips curved upwards as he swung again, this time hitting Xu Tian directly on the head.
"Aow!" Xu Tian instantly clutched his head and crouched on the ground.
The edges of the hundred thousand yuan were quite sharp. Xu Tian's scalp was cut, and blood immediately flowed all over his face.
"Ma Jun, what are you waiting for? The money's been given, go ahead and hit him! If you don't, this money will be wasted!" Chen Fan said, glancing at Ma Jun.
Ma Jun finally reacted, his face filled with anger, and he kicked Xu Tian.
"Ouch, aow! Ouch!"
"Stop, stop hitting! I don't want the money, I don't want it! Stop hitting me!" Xu Tian held his head, rolling on the ground. His earlier arrogance had vanished, replaced by sheer panic.