Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group
Chapter 183 - 181 Slapping Faces Delightfully (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 183: Chapter 181 Slapping Faces Delightfully (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Hu Bo was about to explode with anger.

A guy driving DiDi actually wanted to fight him over a woman. Wasn’t this bloke courting death?

If it were under normal circumstances, Hu Bo would have cursed him out long ago.

But in front of Tang Yan’er, he maintained the image of a gentleman.

There was a cold gleam in Hu Bo’s eyes; he had to make Ye Chen kneel and beg for mercy, show Tang Yan’er his power.

"Kid, how much do you earn from driving DiDi a day? You think you can buy Hermes? The Patek Philippe watch on your wrist is fake, right?"

Ye Chen understood that this guy heard he drove DiDi and thought everything on him was fake.

Seeing Ye Chen silent, Hu Bo said proudly: "Teacher Tang, you see, this guy has nothing to say after being exposed by me."

Ye Chen felt helpless—when he dressed poorly, people called him a poor bastard.

Now that he dressed well, he was accused of wearing fakes.

Ye Chen really had no patience to explain to Hu Bo and said indifferently, "Whether my clothes are real or fake has nothing to do with you. Just based on this, you don’t deserve to be Miss Tang’s boyfriend. Why don’t you go cool off somewhere else?"

"I don’t deserve it, and you do? Do you know how much a girl’s expenses are nowadays? Not to mention designer clothes and bags—can you afford her cosmetics?"

"Do you know how much an apartment costs per square meter in Modu? Can you buy a decent place here in a lifetime? You’re not actually expecting Yan’er to live in a rented room with you, are you?"

Speaking, Hu Bo pointed at a nearby Ferrari sports car.

"See that? My Ferrari sports car, over ten million—the lifetime earnings from driving DiDi wouldn’t buy you one."

With arrogance, Hu Bo swaggered over to Tang Yan’er.

Straightening his clothes confidently, he said, "I originally planned to get along well without revealing my identity; now I am confessing—I am a wealthy, handsome man. We own a villa at Hua Mansion, my father is Hu Wan, the chairman of Vanke Group, Vanke Group is our family business."

Boom!

The students on the scene were all stunned.

"Whoa, Vanke Group, it seems like a public company."

"I’ve seen Vanke Group’s ads on TV often; so Hu Bo’s family is quite amazing."

Listening to the chatter around him, Hu Bo felt even more prideful.

He pulled out a bank card from his pocket and slapped it against Ye Chen’s chest: "Kid, here are ten thousand, kneel before me and kowtow ten times, one kowtow per thousand, leave Teacher Tang, and I’ll introduce you to an eight thousand monthly salary job at my dad’s company. How about that?"

All the surrounding students were stunned.

"Senior Brother Hu is so assertive."

"He gives ten thousand in one go and offers a job—what an amazing move."

"This guy’s driving a Ferrari worth over ten million—so sickening."

"Ten thousand breakup fee and a job introduction? If it were me, I’d swallow my pride. It’s just ten kowtows—how much is pride worth these days?"

Ye Chen’s mouth curled up slightly as he listened.

Just this?

Trying to show off in front of me.

Don’t these rich people have any other moves besides tossing out card money?

Seeing Ye Chen silent, Hu Bo arrogantly said, "What, ten thousand isn’t enough? I’ll give you twenty thousand, agree to my terms—two thousand per kowtow isn’t bad, right? How much do you make driving DiDi in a year?"

Ye Chen looked at Hu Bo’s ostentatious display and shook his head.

Hu Bo paused for a moment: "You still think it’s too little?"

Grinding his teeth, Hu Bo continued, "Okay, then tell me your bank account number, and I’ll transfer fifty thousand to you. Kid, don’t be too greedy—fifty thousand is a huge sum for a DiDi Brother like you. I can responsibly tell you, even if you don’t agree, I have my ways to make you leave Teacher Tang obediently."

Ye Chen suddenly laughed, "Since you’ve laid it all out, I will too. Here’s a little secret for you; seeing is believing, wait for me a moment."

Seeing Ye Chen turn to leave, Hu Bo frowned: "Kid trying to run away?"

Hu Bo blocked Ye Chen, "What, feeling embarrassed and can’t stay here?"

Ye Chen chuckled lightly, "Run? You’re overthinking—how can I run away before slapping you hard?"

Hu Bo saw Ye Chen’s confident demeanor and sneered, "Fine, I’m waiting. I can’t wait to see how you slap my face. If you don’t come back, and if I ever see you with Teacher Tang again, you’re done for."

Ye Chen walked straight to the school gate, arriving in front of the Lykan.

Sigh, sometimes you really can’t be too low-key—face-slapping requires a luxury car.

Ye Chen drove the car directly into the campus.

Vroom vroom vroom!

With the roar of the engine, everyone saw a cool Lykan sports car drive over.

"Wow, this car is so cool."

"Amazing, which rich kid is out for a street bomb."

A beautiful drift later, the Lykan sports car stopped in front of Hu Bo.

Silence fell as everyone watched Ye Chen get out of the car.

Hu Bo’s face turned ghastly pale.

The crowd of students fell silent for a moment before erupting.

"Wow, isn’t that the Lykan from Fast and Furious?"

"Holy crap, this seems to be the second generation—way better than the first one, worth over a billion."

"I heard this car’s owner is a young big shot, buying this car for 1.2 billion."

Watching Ye Chen getting out of the car, Hu Bo was disoriented.

His own Ferrari amounted to merely the price of a headlight on this Lykan car.

Only now did he realize, Ye Chen wasn’t just a DiDi Brother at all—in fact, he was someone much more significant than him.

Ye Chen approached Hu Bo and teased, "Think driving a Ferrari is impressive? Your wreck of a car, I have ten of them—I’m too lazy to drive them, just parked at the dealership."

With that, Ye Chen snatched the bank card from Hu Bo’s hand and slapped his face with it.

Hu Bo’s face turned red from the slaps, yet he didn’t dare to utter a word.

"Fifty thousand? Fifty thousand to show off in front of me—are you worthy?"

"You say my clothes are fake? Let me tell you, my clothes are limited editions by the chief designer of Hermes—over ten million for my outfit. My watch is the Patek Philippe 70th anniversary limited edition, worth seventeen million. You dare compare luxury with me—what are you?"

Hu Bo was dumbfounded hearing Ye Chen’s words.

Utterly intimidated by Ye Chen’s aura, he kept retreating until he accidentally tripped over the steps behind him, falling to the ground.

Watching the once arrogant Hu Bo now looking cowardly, the students couldn’t help but laugh.

"Haha, this face-slapping is too satisfying."

"Impressive—Hu Bo that fool tried showing off, not realizing the other party is ten times more impressive than him."

"Always so arrogant in school, using money as leverage to show off and bully classmates—he totally deserves it."

...

Ye Chen walked up to Hu Bo, "You said your family lives at Hua Mansion? Your father is the chairman of Vanke, Hu Wan, right?"

Hearing Ye Chen’s cold words, Hu Bo’s body trembled slightly.

Ye Chen picked up his phone and directly opened the Weixun group of Hua Mansion.

Ye Chen: @Hu Wan Vanke Group.

At this time, Hu Wan was looking at documents when his phone lit up.

Seeing it was Hua Mansion’s Weixun group, he realized it was Ye Chen, the owner of Hua Mansion No.1 Villa, looking for him.

Hu Wan’s expression slightly changed, quickly picking up his phone.