CHAPTER 1573: CHAPTER 1574: IT’S NOTHING, I’VE HEARD THAT KIND OF TALK MANY TIMES

As bodyguards, besides blocking bullets and taking the fall, they also have to wipe the shit of some morons 24/7 like nannies; the strong man before you is one of them.

When he charged at you with an expressionless face, you knew that his bodyguard career next to the gaunt man was probably coming to an end.

Raising your hand casually, you seemingly effortlessly caught the supposedly fierce punch of the big man with your spread five fingers, gave it a sharp twist, and the big man’s body spun on the spot in a 360-degree rotation before hitting the ground heavily. Although he wasn’t severely injured, he wouldn’t be able to make a move for a short time because you dislocated his right hand!

The gaunt man didn’t think that his bodyguard, who could usually fend off ten people at once, would be so useless in front of a stranger; he quickly stepped back two paces, pointed at you, and was about to speak when you impatiently said, "Hey, are you about to say, ’Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is? Do you know who my grandfather is?’"

You said in a deliberately mocking tone. After all, you were bored and considered this encounter a kind of entertainment. However, you didn’t get off your bike and instead remained seated, turning its front toward the gaunt man.

"You... you little brat, I’m telling you, my backing is huge, there’s no way a poor Dios like you riding a bicycle can afford to mess with me!"

You turned your head towards Chen Susu beside you and asked: "Who is his father?"

"The boss of a real estate company, oh, a small real estate company. He previously colluded with local bureaucrats in other places, defrauding citizens to earn some small profits. Now he’s come to Yuhang to open an entertainment city and a few bars."

You laughed, people these days really come in all kinds, and then you asked: "What about his backing?"

"Not very clear, how would ordinary citizens like us know about these things."

You nodded: "Makes sense."

"Kid, are you scared now?"

You shrugged indifferently, speaking to the gaunt man: "What’s there to be afraid of about a stick like you? Hey, this chick is my friend; I advise you to keep a distance from her from now on."

As you spoke, you took out your phone from your pocket and continued: "Do you believe it or not, with one phone call, I can shut down all the businesses under your dad’s name and have you thrown out of Yuhang City for good within five days."

"Just you?"

"Tsk tsk, I called you dumb, and you turned out even dumber than I thought!"

You shook your head, although you really wanted to beat this man up, you were afraid that one punch might kill him, so you could only engage in a war of words.

"These days, only pretentious rich fools flaunt cars worth a mere hundred or two hundred thousand US dollars! If your dad’s messed with real estate, you should know in your heart that houses and cars are just cheap commodities in today’s age, merely decorative items for the upper class."

Indeed, many have been deceived by the internet, news, and magazines.

So-called luxury bags, sports cars, and villas are merely decorative items to true elites. Just like a student buying a small red string at a small shop to wear on their wrist for decoration, only to throw it away in three to five days; the moment it’s discarded, it becomes waste, straight to the trash can.

Did you not realize that during gatherings, people can casually drink wine worth thousands or even tens of thousands?

Of course, wine, paintings, jewelry, and antiques are all hyped for profit.

The so-called rich, sweet, expensive wine is far less pure and delightful than Daughter wine aged underground for eighteen years.

Aside from well-known elites, there’s another social group: the nouveau riche.

What defines a nouveau riche begins with the word "nouveau."

"Nouveau" doesn’t imply a lack of culture or coarse behavior; even those gentlemen seasoned by Western etiquette can behave roughly, with a beastly heart under a human guise; what "nouveau" truly signifies is surface level since they gained their fortune only recently, sometimes within just the past few years, and blindly mimick the upper class based on appearances, ending up as talking points for others.

Following is the word "riche." Literally, "riche" means outstanding, spirited, and very formidable—more or less the same; really, "riche" also has a more apt meaning relating to the nouveau riche, that is a wild boar with thorns on its back!

Now, putting the two words together, their meaning is crystal clear.

So, dear readers of this paragraph, if ever surrounded by fools proudly calling themselves "nouveau riche," you can shut them up using this; silence comes naturally to stupidity, idiots sniff their own farts!

In conclusion, in this world, so-called elites or nouveau riche, are merely two groups with their own lifestyle. As ordinary folks, there’s no need to follow blindly, as all you’re following is surface trappings, making you appear more foolish and ignorant,

The gaunt man was silenced by your words. Although not in the inner circles, he knew more than enough. People like him just put on appearances; sports cars on loans, second-hand cars, houses at internal prices, a villa worth only tens of thousands, without even a safe at home, money borrowed from banks, and living on credit cards. Asking him to pull out a wad of money from his pocket right now would be difficult.

Looking at your bearing, the gaunt man instantly believed it. He understood he’d hit a hard wall this time, yet remained reluctant; Chen Susu was his dream Goddess, and regardless of her past, he wouldn’t disdain her, cherishing her wholeheartedly.

The gaunt man steeled himself, pointed at Chen Susu beside you, and shouted: "Do you know what the woman next to you is? She’s just a whore! Ready to come at anyone’s call, as long as there’s money, anyone can have her!"

Hearing this, your expression changed, not from shame or anger, but because he was insulting your friend. Since that incident last time, you’ve considered Chen Susu as your friend, and you’ve always been protective of your friends.

"I advise you to shut your mouth and apologize, otherwise I won’t mind sewing your mouth shut with a needle!" At this moment, your eyes flared with brilliance, making the gaunt man retreat rapidly until he hit the wall, oblivious to it.

"Never mind, I hear this often."

However, Chen Susu beside you continued to smile warmly like a spring breeze. As long as your words gave her warmth, it had been so long since she’d felt this way. Since her mother’s passing, she’s been trapped in an icy cave, only you made her feel she saw the light.

"Hmph, a slut pretending to be pure!"