Chapter 23 Inequality
Peng Dazhi, accompanied by security guards, blocked Chen Yang’s path.
He reached out, a hint of disdain on his face, and said, "Stop. To enter our establishment, you need to prove your financial standing."
"Prove my financial standing?" Chen Yang furrowed his brow, glancing at Peng Dazhi and then at the other people entering the shop.
"Why do others not need to?" Chen Yang asked, his brow furrowed.
Peng Dazhi let out an impatient snort. "Of course, the others don't. They are all regular customers. You, a delivery driver, wanting to come in? Who knows if you're here to buy medicinal herbs or steal them! Regardless, you must prove your financial standing!"
A flicker of impatience appeared in Chen Yang's eyes. He looked at Peng Dazhi. "Fine. How much money is required to enter?"
"At least... three thousand yuan. Don't tell me you don't even have three thousand," Peng Dazhi said, crossing his arms.
The surrounding people all turned to look.
Someone snickered.
"They check financial standing for buying houses, and now for buying medicinal herbs too."
"But three thousand yuan is understandable. If you don't even have that, you definitely wouldn't be able to buy any medicinal herbs inside."
"The items in Duoduo Medicinal Herb Shop are indeed very good, authentic and effective. The only downside is that they're too expensive!"
"A delivery driver wanting to buy medicinal herbs here? He's probably really here to steal something."
Chen Yang paid no mind to the surrounding chatter.
Three thousand yuan? Of course, he had it.
In fact, when he got divorced, Yang Long had transferred him five hundred thousand yuan.
Chen Yang, not wanting to bother with Peng Dazhi, pulled out his phone and quickly opened his banking app. The displayed balance was a neat fifty thousand yuan.
Chen Yang’s phone wavered slightly. He frowned and said, "Can I go in now?"
Peng Dazhi froze. He hadn't expected Chen Yang to have five hundred thousand yuan!
Originally, Peng Dazhi had planned to start with three thousand yuan and toy with Chen Yang.
If Chen Yang had produced three thousand yuan, Peng Dazhi would have demanded an even higher amount.
But now, Chen Yang had revealed a balance of five hundred thousand yuan.
He was momentarily stunned.
This meant Chen Yang might genuinely be here to buy medicinal herbs.
However.
Peng Dazhi then recalled Yang Long's words and attitude.
Yang Long was the young master of the Yang family.
He clearly harbored extreme dislike for Chen Yang.
This was an opportunity to curry favor with Young Master Yang!
An opportunity not to be missed!
With this thought, a mocking expression spread across Peng Dazhi's face. He shouted at Chen Yang, "Kid, don't try to pull a fast one on me! That's not your actual deposit! You think I can't tell? That's clearly a pre-approved amount that hasn't been deposited. Meaning, you have not a single cent in your account, and that fifty thousand yuan is just an amount you plan to borrow from the bank!"
"Say that again!" Chen Yang's voice turned icy.
He hadn't wanted to bother with a nobody, but he hadn't expected this person to push his luck so far.
Peng Dazhi took a step back and loudly declared, "What do you want? I've told you, to enter our medicinal herb shop, you must prove your financial standing. Go to the bank and get an asset statement! Otherwise, don't even think about coming in! Security, escort him out."
Two security guards immediately moved to act.
Chen Yang heard this and let out a cold laugh, raising his hand to make a move.
Just then.
"Hold on!"
A furious shout.
Then, a rather plump middle-aged man came sprinting over.
The person who arrived was none other than Yao Tongqiang!
Yao Tongqiang had just reached the shop entrance and, upon seeing Chen Yang, became incredibly excited.
Chen Yang had saved him yesterday, and he hadn't had the chance to thank him properly.
Now, seeing Chen Yang again, he naturally wanted to treat him well.
Moreover, he intended to introduce Chen Yang to a major client.
But he never expected that the manager he had hired would dare to insult Chen Yang like this!
Yao Tongqiang roared and rushed forward.
He raised his heavy palm and, with a loud *slap*, struck Peng Dazhi directly in the face!
With a resounding *slap*, Peng Dazhi tumbled to the ground.
"Yao... CEO Yao?!" Peng Dazhi scrambled up, seeing his boss, and was utterly panicked.
He quickly knelt there, facing Yao Tongqiang and said, "Boss, you... you're here. Why... why are you hitting me?"
"Why am I hitting you? Is this how you treat customers!" Yao Tongqiang kicked Peng Dazhi in the neck again.
Peng Dazhi hastily said, "Boss, listen to me, this kid is just a delivery driver. He definitely can't afford medicinal herbs to come to our shop. I was just... *slap*!"
Yao Tongqiang delivered another slap, trembling with anger. "You! So this is how you've been treating distinguished guests all along, judging people by their appearance!"
"No, no!" Peng Dazhi quickly waved his hands, continuing his explanation. "Boss, I was wrong. Actually, Young Master Yang told me to deal with this delivery driver! Boss, think about it, Young Master Yang is a major client of our medicinal herb shop. He buys tens of thousands of yuan worth of medicinal herbs and health supplements from us every month. So, in order to retain a major client, I..."
"*Slap*!"
Yao Tongqiang delivered another slap to Peng Dazhi's face. "Which one is Young Master Yang? Call him out!"
At this moment, Yang Long was standing at the shop entrance.
He had been feeling incredibly pleased with himself.
Seeing Chen Yang being toyed with by Peng Dazhi, he felt immensely smug.
But now, seeing Yao Tongqiang arrive and punish Peng Dazhi like this, Yang Long felt vexed.
Yang Long walked out, chuckling, and addressed Yao Tongqiang. "Uncle Yao, hello, it's me. My father is Yang Weitian, you two have shared a drink before."
Yao Tongqiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Long.
Yang Long continued with a smile. "Uncle Yao, there's no need to be angry. It was just to stop a delivery driver from causing trouble. Manager Peng has committed no crime; he even deserves credit! As you can see, this Chen Yang is a low-class deliveryman. People like him are not worthy of entering a prestigious medicinal herb shop like yours. If he comes, he'll only act as a thief."
Hearing this, Yao Tongqiang became even more enraged.
Chen Yang had saved his life yesterday!
Furthermore, despite being a delivery driver, after saving him, Chen Yang had only requested a nine-figure sum as a reward!
Such a young man of integrity, and yet he was being treated as an inferior being!
Yang Long, with his hands behind his back, turned to Chen Yang and smiled. "Chen Yang, I hope you will always remember your place. You are just a lowly errand boy. Your wife is an ugly hag nobody wants. You, now that you have nothing, don't even dream of being on equal footing with people like us. I advise you to keep your tail between your legs. Just surviving is good enough, why think so much!"
Yang Long spoke, smiling smugly, and turned to enter the medicinal herb shop.
"*Slap*!"
Yao Tongqiang suddenly delivered a slap directly to Yang Long's face and said coldly, "What the hell do you think you are! From today onwards, none of my medicinal herb shops will allow you to enter. You and your family, get lost!"
Yang Long, clutching his face, looked at Yao Tongqiang in disbelief. "Yao Tongqiang, you... you actually hit me? You would offend our Yang family for a lowly delivery driver, you..."