"Fine, fine, Old Chen, you're going to play like this, huh? I'll cheer you on, okay? I give up!"
As Fu Jiahao spoke, he glanced at the meter.
Just one glance sent chills down his spine.
"Five...five hundred and twelve? Are you kidding me? Is this gasoline or gold? How can it be so expensive?"
Chen Feng curled his lip, thinking to himself, "You should be grateful. Back in 2007, 98-octane gasoline was only 6.12 yuan per liter. If this were 2024, before my rebirth, that price wouldn't even buy the most basic 92-octane gasoline."
"Old Chen, I misremembered. I don't think I really brought any cash."
Fu Jiahao clearly hesitated.
After all, his plane ticket only cost 700 yuan.
"Stop dawdling."
Chen Feng waved his hand impatiently, "I just didn't bring any cash and asked you to pay for me for a bit. It's not like I'm not going to pay you back. What are you afraid of?"
"You mean... you'll give me the money for gas?"
Fu Jiahao was somewhat skeptical. "You're not going to renege on your debt, are you?"
"Look at what you're saying, why would I renege on my debt?"
Chen Feng patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep my promise after the holiday."
Although Chen Feng's words sounded familiar, seeing Chen Feng's confident expression, Fu Jiahao obediently paid for the gas.
Then, Chen Feng pushed open the door, flagged down a taxi, and "transferred" Fu Jiahao and his luggage into the taxi.
"Old Chen, what do you mean by this?"
Fu Jiahao was completely dumbfounded.
"I'm going to treat the security team to dinner later, so I can't see you off. You'll have to take a taxi to the airport yourself."
Chen Feng took out a hundred-yuan bill and stuffed it into Fu Jiahao's arms, saying, "To express my apology, I'll pay for your fare."
After saying that, Chen Feng waved his hand and said to the taxi driver, "Master, let's go to Gucheng International Airport."
"Okay!"
The driver stepped on the gas and sped away.
Chen Feng returned to his Porsche Cayenne and, satisfied, retraced his steps.
Fu Jiahao, who was in the taxi, was stunned for a while before he finally realized a serious problem.
That means I was tricked by Chen Feng!
From beginning to end, Chen Feng had no intention of taking himself to the airport.
Otherwise, how could Chen Feng have told Yang Dali that he would be back in about half an hour?
If he "forgets" about the bet after the National Day holiday, Chen Feng will also tacitly "forget" that he paid for Chen Feng's gas.
Anyway, the gas cost 500 yuan, while the taxi fare to the airport was only 100 yuan. Not to mention that Fu Jiahao also bought Chen Feng two packs of Yuxi cigarettes. No matter how you look at it, Chen Feng didn't lose out.
"What a dog!"
Fu Jiahao angrily cursed, "I've lived this long and I've never seen such a scoundrel as Old Chen!"
Because Fu Jiahao was a habitual show-off, no one, including Liang Dong and Wang Yongjian, believed that he was a real second-generation rich kid.
For an average college student, five hundred yuan is a considerable sum, but for Fu Jiahao, it's nothing at all.
Fu Jiahao knew in his heart that Chen Feng was most likely playing a harmless joke on him and wouldn't actually "steal" the money.
But Chen Feng's intelligence outsmarted him and his meticulous planning made him realize that the Porsche Cayenne was currently speeding along, fueled by the gasoline he had bought, and that Chen Feng would later smoke the cigarettes he had purchased...
Fu Jiahao felt extremely aggrieved!
...
Meanwhile, in a high-end residence in the heart of the ancient city.
Wang Yaqin sat on the sofa in the living room, happily watching "Happy Camp." At this time, He Jiong was not yet "Evil Gardenia," and Du Haitao had not yet knelt down to a top Korean star. The members of the Happy Family all had positive and sunny images, and they were Wang Yaqin's favorite domestic artists.
This can be seen from her beaming smile.
However, the moment the door opened and Chen Siqi followed Chen Shihan in, Wang Yaqin's smile froze on her face.
"Chen Siqi?"
Wang Yaqin stood up abruptly. "You didn't bring that little bastard Chen Feng to me, but instead came back on your own?"
"Have you forgotten what I said, or are you simply ignoring what I said?"
Seeing her mother lose her temper, Chen Siqi was so frightened that she shrank back and instinctively hid behind Chen Shihhan.
"Mom, don't get agitated."
Chen Shih-han said, "We need to talk to you. Please let Si-qi sit down first."
Are you kidding me?
Wang Yaqin frowned deeply. "She can't even handle such a small matter. What right does she have to sit down?"
"So what do you mean? Siqi is your biological daughter, right? Are you going to let her wander the streets for the rest of her life?"
Perhaps because she was pampered since childhood, Chen Shih-han was not as timid and submissive as Chen Szu-chi when facing Wang Ya-qin.
"I……"
Wang Yaqin wanted to say something more, but Chen Shihhan interrupted her loudly, "You've already driven away one of the Chen family's children, isn't that enough?"
Wang Yaqin stared at Chen Shihhan for three seconds before turning her head away.
"Siqi, sit down."
Chen Shih-Han pointed to the sofa.
Chen Siqi gave her older sister a thumbs up before carefully sitting down on the sofa.
"What do you want from me? Tell me quickly."
Wang Yaqin urged expressionlessly, "Don't interrupt my viewing of the variety show."
"It's like this..."
Chen Shih-Han sat down next to Chen Szu-Qi and began to recount Chen Feng's entrepreneurial journey.
"Chen Feng started his own business; he created a website called Douyin."
"What did you say? Chen Feng started his own business?"
Wang Yaqin's eyes widened in disbelief, as if she had seen a ghost. "Did Liqiang give that little bastard money behind my back? No way, I'm calling Liqiang right now, I need to find out!"
"Mom, don't bother."
Chen Shih-han stopped him, saying, "If Dad was willing to give Chen Feng money, how could Chen Feng not even have enough to eat when he was in the Chen family?"
"But if your dad didn't give him money, where did he get the capital to start his business?"
"Mom, have you forgotten? Chen Feng won money betting on football."
Chen Siqi reminded her.
"You won some money by luck, but instead of helping your family through their difficulties, you went off to start your own business without a word?"
Wang Yaqin said through gritted teeth, "That little beast is simply lawless!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Shihhan pursed her lips, thinking to herself, "Chen Feng has already severed ties with the Chen family, so what obligation does he have to help the Chen family through this difficult time? What need is there for him to even greet the Chen family?"
"A good-for-nothing is a good-for-nothing. Even if he wanted to start a business, there are so many other things he could do, why did he have to start a website!"
Wang Yaqin took a deep breath and continued with a disdainful look, "Although I don't do business, I know that monetization is a well-known problem for websites."
"Just you wait and see, it won't be long before Chen Feng loses everything, not even his underwear."
"Mom, you're really wrong."
Chen Shih-han looked directly into her mother's eyes and said, "The website that Chen Feng created had a revenue of over five million yuan in September alone."
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