Raising a wolf-like puppy 1
Tao Yuan was looking at his schedule in his bedroom, checking which tasks had been completed and which ones would have to wait until he returned home.
He was seriously thinking about his next plan when he suddenly received a call from his assistant, who told him in a panic tone that some models had united to boycott him and asked him to check online quickly.
After Tao Yuan hung up the phone, he checked the latest news online. Over twenty supermodels had united to boycott him. The reason for the boycott was the rumor that the original owner had plagiarized Xiao Yi's designs. It was obvious that this was another Xiao Yi creation.
When the original owner was still quite famous, many models wanted to walk in his fashion shows. However, the original owner was cold and aloof, and extremely picky and stubborn. He would never use a model just because of their background or popularity; he would only choose models he felt were suitable.
Some models wanted to be the original owner's clothing spokesperson, but the company failed to communicate with them repeatedly because the original owner felt they were unsuitable and insisted on not using them. As a result, these models became resentful of the original owner and waited for an opportunity to take revenge on her.
The original owner had the same designs as the reborn Xiao Yi several times. Although he did not really get the reputation of plagiarism because he changed his clothes in time, Xiao Yi still took the opportunity to spread rumors that the original owner plagiarized his work.
Originally just a rumor circulating in a small circle, Xiao Yi's four years of hard work have led to a growing number of people believing it. Plagiarism, once confirmed, can completely end a designer's career. Even if there's no concrete evidence, once such a rumor spreads, it's bound to be believed.
If he didn't stop it in time, the rumors would spread even more violently than before, and the situation would become even more serious due to the models' boycott. He might not be able to participate in this year's haute couture season. This must be Xiao Yi's intention. He wanted those models to make the matter worse so that he couldn't participate in the competition.
Tao Yuan leaned back in his chair, thought carefully for a long time, and after using the system to check some information, he opened his eyes, picked up his mobile phone, and called the original owner's stepfather.
Tao Yuan called his stepfather, who had many luxury cars, to borrow one. Upon hearing he wanted to borrow a car, his stepfather agreed without hesitation, letting him choose any and not having to return it.
After the bodyguard of the original owner's stepfather delivered the car, Tao Yuan took the tools he had asked his assistant to buy and went to the parking lot.
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After Tao Yuan finally finished his work, he slid out from under the car, stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, put the car repair tools back into the toolbox, and prepared to take a shower before setting off again.
The original owner had a serious obsession with cleanliness. Taking two or three showers a day was not considered too much. She would always shower after returning home. If she went out, she would also shower as long as there was time.
After showering and drying his hair, Tao Yuan walked into the dressing room wrapped in a towel and casually pulled out a set of clothes to put on. Looking at the delicate face in the mirror, Tao Yuan made the expression the original owner often made: a cold look in his eyes, an indifferent expression, looking like a piece of cold jade, which made people feel fond of him, but also felt cold and indifferent, and unapproachable.
The original owner was a well-known asexual in the fashion world. His appearance, temperament, and even his usual attire gave him the impression of a typical abstinent man. Because of his good looks, he was pursued by many men and women, but he never accepted anyone's advances and kept his distance from everyone.
In reality, the original owner wasn't asexual; rather, due to his unique constitution, he was exceptionally sensitive. He had a severe obsession with mysophobia and didn't want anyone to discover his peculiarities, so he deliberately acted completely devoid of desire. Everyone who knew him assumed he was asexual. In this open, uninhibited world, he was something of an anomaly.
After getting dressed, he walked to the garage and drove to get ready to leave.
Tao Yuan drove onto the coastal highway and then up the hill. It was now completely dark, just in time for the bars to open. There was a bar on the hill that only catered to VIPs, where people could race cars, gamble, and do all sorts of crazy things. It was a frequented spot for models seeking excitement but avoiding the risk of being exposed for their craziness and shame.
As Tao Yuan drove, he thought: He would help the original owner fulfill his wish, and he would also let the reborn Xiao Yi experience all the pain the original owner had endured. He would also make those who deserved to pay the price pay it.
However, in this life, his most important task might be more difficult to complete. Because in this life, his lover's identity is very special, just wanting to find him and meet him is a big problem.
Pausing outside the automatic iron gate, Tao Yuan pulled out his VIP card and scanned it. The machine then scanned his face, confirming it was the cardholder before the automatic doors opened. Tao Yuan continued driving. The bar was halfway up the mountain, not far from the city, yet secluded from the outside world. Everything that happened there could be kept private, making it a perfect place for celebrities and wealthy young men.
Although the original owner had a VIP card, he had only been here once. This card was a supreme VIP card that someone had specially issued to him in order to please him. It allowed him to enter the mountain at any time without any time limit. After he returned, he casually threw it in the drawer of his room. A few years later, it was still there, which was convenient for Tao Yuan.
After driving the car to the parking lot next to the bar and parking, Tao Yuan got out and walked to the door of the bar. After showing the VIP ID to the bodyguard at the door, he pushed the door and walked in.
There were already many people drinking in this ultra-luxurious bar. Tao Yuan attracted a lot of attention the moment he walked in. The original owner was somewhat famous in the fashion industry, although his fame had declined rapidly in recent years thanks to Xiao Yi.
Some people recognized Tao Yuan, but because of his cold expression and the aura of "keep away from strangers", no one came over to talk to him for the time being.
Some people were playing cards, some were betting, and some were just sitting there chatting. The most crowded areas were the bars below the largest screens, where a car race was taking place. Many people, who had already placed bets, were nervously watching the screens, and when two cars collided, someone would occasionally cheer and shout.
Tao Yuan chose a slightly secluded corner to sit down, and the waiter asked him what he would like to drink.
"I'm going to race soon, please help me register." Tao Yuan handed him the VIP card.
The waiter immediately registered him on the computer, and when the game was over, he could challenge others.
After about ten minutes, the race was over, the winner decided. Some cheered in triumph, others cried out in disappointment. Besides the bettors, there were two other groups, clearly friends of the racers. One side made provocative gestures and taunting noises, while the other side avoided and evaded gazes. Losers are losers, and all they could do was endure the ridicule.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and Angele walked in. He felt like a hero returning from a triumphant battle, with a smug expression on his face.
"Angre! Angel! Angel!"
His friends shouted his name and cheered loudly. They had won quite a bit of money this time, which was a considerable sum even for them, the sons of wealthy families. Moreover, they were even happier to have defeated their opponents.
Angele walked over, high-fived his friends, and then made provocative gestures toward their sworn enemies.
"Well done Angelique!"
"You helped us win a lot of money again. This money is enough for us to play for a long time."
"As expected, racing still depends on you."
"Let's book a place to celebrate tomorrow. You're the star again this time, so you can arrange whatever you want. We'll do whatever you want."
Angele's smile grew wider and wider as he discussed with his friends how to celebrate tomorrow.
Tao Yuan walked over, stood behind him and called out, "Angel."
Angele turned around and was stunned when he saw Tao Yuan. It took him a while to come back to his senses.
"Everyone, look quickly! Who is this?" Angele looked at Tao Yuan and said in a deliberately exaggerated tone, "Isn't this the great designer Xiao Yu? That self-righteous and arrogant Xiao Yu actually came to me on his own initiative. It's incredible!"
Angele's friends immediately joined in the fun. They all knew who he was and that he was one of the people Angele hated.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're here to beg for mercy, right?" Angele smiled complacently. He felt that today was a truly auspicious day, with good things happening one after another. "You want me to stop resisting you, so you've come to me specifically, right? So how are you going to beg me?"
As soon as Angele finished speaking, his friends burst into laughter and started to join in the fun.
"Angel, it won't work if he just begs for mercy. He must show his sincerity."
"Yes, yes, sincerity is very important. Since you've stood up and begged for mercy, how can we not do something?"
"Why not let him have a few drinks with you? He has a really nice face."
"A few drinks isn't enough. We have to drink until we're drunk. We can also let him keep us company."
"Let him play drinking with us. Whoever loses has to take off a piece of clothing until they are all naked. Hahahaha."
"That's a good idea, I agree."
Tao Yuan folded his arms, watching their performance like a clown. Among the models who boycotted the original owner, Angele was the leader. Tao Yuan planned to start with him, kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and then slowly deal with Xiao Yi and the people behind him.
The other people in the bar, some knew the reason, some didn't, and all of them just watched the fun as if it had nothing to do with them.
Angele's ranking among supermodels is not low, and he has a large number of fans. He openly accused the original owner of plagiarism and launched a boycott online, which led many people who were unaware of the truth to follow suit. Angele's boycott had some effect, and he was very proud of it. Now that Tao Yuan took the initiative to find him, he was even more happy.
"I heard you lost to Xu Liwei in racing?" Tao Yuan said, "No wonder your girlfriend left you to be with him. He's definitely better than you."
Angele's face immediately fell, and the smile on his face completely disappeared. Besides being a model, he was also a racing driver. Xu Liwei was his biggest rival. Not only was he better at racing, but he had also stolen his girlfriend. This was something he hated to hear others mention the most.
After Tao Yuan finished speaking, Angele's friends fell silent and looked at Angele's face.
Angele said with a gloomy face, "It seems that you are not here to beg for mercy, but to provoke me. You actually dare to come here alone. You are really brave!"
"Does that make you think I'm brave?" Tao Yuan curled his lips and sneered, "Then what if I told you that I'm not just here to humiliate you verbally, but I'm also going to crush you in the race and let you taste failure again, how would you feel?"
"What do you mean?" Angele didn't react and couldn't understand what he said.
"I want to challenge you. Let's have a racing race. If I win, you do whatever I tell you to do. If you win, I'll do whatever you ask me to do." Tao Yuan looked at him provocatively. "Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
Angele was stunned for a long moment before he suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahahaha... did you hear that? He actually wanted to race with me and asked me if I dared to accept the challenge."
His friends also laughed loudly.
"Maybe you've provoked him too much. He's not even an amateur racer, yet he wants to challenge a professional racer like you!"
"Why don't you just agree to it and let him see the difference between racing and driving on the road."
"Since he took the initiative to ask for it and said he would do whatever you asked him to do, then you should just oblige him."
"He must be too embarrassed to beg for mercy, so he's using this method to deliberately find a way out so you can do whatever you want to him."
"You have to let him be. Don't bully him until he cries. But it would be pretty nice to see him cry."
Angelique laughed enough, looked at Tao Yuan and said, "Want to crush me in a race? Do you think that just because I lost to Xu Liwei, you can beat me? If you are not stupid and naive, then you deliberately want me to beat you. But unfortunately, although you are good-looking, I am not interested in men. But my friends should be interested. If you lose, how about you do a striptease in public, the kind where you take off all your clothes, and then let us take pictures?"
Taking photos is not allowed in this bar, but it is a different matter if you agree and do not take photos of the bar scene.
Angele's friends burst into laughter again and kept saying that this was a good idea.
"Okay, if I lose, I'll do a striptease right here, and you can film me however you want." Tao Yuan agreed immediately. "But if I win, you must publicly apologize online and say that you're deliberately trying to frame me, and that's why you're boycotting me."
"Okay, no problem!" Angele said without hesitation. "Since you want to race, even if you sign the racing contract first, you must be prepared to get injured along the way. I don't show any mercy to men."
"In addition to signing the racing contract, let's also sign the contents of our agreement." Tao Yuan took out his mobile phone and clicked on the prepared electronic contract document. He had already signed and pressed his fingerprint on it. He was just waiting for Angele to accept it and also sign and press his fingerprint. Then the contract would take effect.
This country can sign various contracts. As long as both parties sign, the contract will take effect, but it will only take effect in this country.
"You've thought it through very carefully. That's good. This way you won't have any room to regret. It also proves that you did it voluntarily, not because we forced you to do it." Angele also took out his mobile phone and scanned it against Tao Yuan's phone. After receiving the contract, he signed his full name and pressed his fingerprint. After submitting it, the contract officially came into effect.
"No matter if you are injured or not, you have to crawl here." Tao Yuan looked at him and said, "Don't run away halfway just because you are injured."
"Do you think you can lose gracefully if you tell me what I'm going to say?" Angele said with a malicious smile, "I will definitely make you cry and beg for mercy."
The racing contract was handled by the bar, and the two people only had to sign it, because only licensed places could carry out different levels of racing. The owner of this bar was very well-connected and had obtained the highest racing license for this mountain, allowing direct violent racing. Once the contract was signed, life and death were at the discretion of the driver.
On another small screen, the two people's racing experience and wins and losses were being compared. Angel was a professional racing driver with a long list of racing experiences, while there was nothing under Tao Yuan's experience.
In this situation, everyone felt that Angele was sure to win. Although his odds were low, he was sure to make money, so everyone was willing to give it a try.
The bar patrons began placing bets, almost all of them betting on Angele to win, while on Tao Yuan's side, only one person bet on him to win. That person walked over to where Tao Yuan had just sat, sat down, and stared at the screen, waiting for the game to begin.
Although it was already night, there were many street lights on the racetrack, and the flying camera could capture the scene clearly.
The two cars were parked side by side at the entrance to the racetrack. The timer in the middle of the road beeped and began counting down from ten.
Both of them had started their cars. When the timer reached zero and a long beep sounded, their cars rushed out at the same time.
The two cars chased each other and collided violently. Angel's car passed Tao Yuan's car closely and tried to crash Tao Yuan's car into the mountain wall, but failed.
The distance between their cars was not too far, and Angele was looking for an opportunity to hit Tao Yuan's car, but Tao Yuan dodged it several times.
The people watching in the bar did not feel as nervous as in the previous game, because they felt that the outcome was not in doubt.
Only Angele's friends were cheering him on excitedly.
"Knock him over, knock his car over!"
"Angel, do a quick drift and make his car flip out of the lane. He'll be scared to death!"
"Let his car flip over and he won't even reach the finish line!"
"Hit it, Angele, don't wait!"
"Hurry up and hit him! Hit him hard to satisfy yourself, don't let him go!"
They all thought that Angele had deliberately avoided the collision, but in fact, Angele had tried to hit it many times but failed. He himself was puzzled as to why he could not hit it when it should have been easy to do so.
Tao Yuan kept an eye on the places he passed. Before coming here, he had already studied the racing track on this mountain in detail and knew what kind of places he would pass through. When he felt that he had almost finished, he would start to make a move.
Tao Yuan suddenly accelerated, and the front of his car slammed into the rear of Angele's car, making a loud crash.
Angele was caught off guard and lunged forward, startled. But before he could react, Tao Yuan hit him three or four times in a row, causing his scalp to go numb and his body to feel a wave of pain and numbness.
When the people in the bar saw this, they were stunned for a moment, and Angele's friend shouted again.
"Angel, what are you waiting for?! Hurry up and hit him!"
"Let him pass, it's easier to hit him from behind!"
"Keep the same speed and hit him from the side. His car will definitely flip over after a few hits!"
"Hit him, quick!"
On screen, Angele was hit several more times, his car clearly on the verge of being knocked off the track. His friends couldn't understand why he hadn't fought back after being hit so many times. Given his personality, he should have fought back long ago after being hit so many times. Wouldn't it be easy for someone who wasn't even an amateur driver to flip his car?
Of course, those people couldn't guess what was going on in Angele's mind. After being hit so many times, Angele was already furious. But even if he wanted to fight back, he had to be able to do it. The key was that he couldn't fight back. Angele thought to himself, why couldn't he do it?!
Angele tried everything. He wanted to drift, but he was always dodged. As soon as he slowed down, he would be hit immediately. Even when racing with other professional racers, he rarely felt this helpless feeling.
Angele focused, no longer as carefree as he had been at the beginning. He told himself that he would definitely be the winner in the end, but he also had to redeem himself for the loss he had just made. He had dared to bump into him so many times, he was going to make sure he couldn't even reach the finish line!
There was a big bend ahead, and Angele finally smiled, thinking that the opportunity had come.
The two cars were turning almost closely together. Who would knock whom out? The people in the bar couldn't help but get nervous. Although they still believed that Angele would win, this scene made them feel nervous uncontrollably.
When Angele crashed into the car, the sinister smile on his face had not yet disappeared. With a bang, his car lost control and rushed out of the track, about to hit the mountain wall. The expression on his face was distorted by shock.
Although Angele instinctively slammed on the brakes, it was too late. Half of his car's front end had already crashed into the mountain wall. Due to the violent collision, Angele's head also hit the windshield. Along with the pain came a blackout and a heart-stopping fear.
After bouncing back onto the seat, Angele didn't dare open his eyes because of the darkness and dizziness. He knew he was definitely injured, but he absolutely couldn't faint. Feeling blood flowing down his forehead, Angele opened the box next to him and took out medical gauze to press on his head to prevent it from flowing into his eyes.
His hands were still shaking. If he hadn't been wearing a seatbelt, he would have crashed through the glass and would have died instantly. At first, he wanted to play with him and didn't plan to wear a seatbelt. But out of the instinctive habit of a racing driver, he fastened his seatbelt.
Everyone in the bar stared in shock. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that Angele had been knocked out by someone with no racing experience. Could it be that he was actually a racing expert, just hiding his skills?
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