77: Chapter 77 A Phone Call!

"Do you really have to be so stubborn? You won't even accept my red envelope?"

Wen Jihui patted Shen Zhou's shoulder with an air of earnest concern.

At this moment, he felt a wave of pure satisfaction in his heart.

"Old Shen, don't blame me for being blunt, but you're just an unemployed vagrant now. Even if you were with Ju Weiwei, what could you possibly do?"

"You simply can't give her happiness!"

"Otherwise, I really would be willing to let you have her!"

Wen Jihui spoke with smug complacency.

Being able to suppress a love rival from years ago today, after graduation...

This made him feel incredibly good inside.

Beside him, Shen Zhou's brow furrowed slightly.

He somewhat regretted coming to this birthday banquet.

He truly hadn't expected that Wen Jihui would be such a pure idiot!

"Shen Zhou, actually, you shouldn't have come today. Look at the clothes you're wearing; they're so old and shabby they're hard to look at."

"Our classmates have all made names for themselves, while you can barely afford rent. Aren't you just looking for trouble by coming here?"

Wen Jihui began to tear off his hypocritical mask, and his words became increasingly sharp and mean.

At this point, Shen Zhou was no longer angry at all.

He watched Wen Jihui's performance with interest, as if he were watching a clown jumping around on a stage.

"Shen Zhou, how can you still laugh?"

"Do you think you're even comparable to me?"

"On the first of next month, I will become the Sales Manager for a branch of the Feima Group."

"Setting aside the annual salary, just in terms of social status, you'll never be able to catch up to me."

Wen Jihui spoke with his head held high.

However, he didn't notice that when Shen Zhou heard 'Feima Group,' the smile on his face became even more brilliant.

If he remembered correctly, the young master of the Feima Group should be Dong Zhenhui, whom he had met once at the Auction.

"Shen Zhou, I said before that I'd introduce you to a job, and that offer still stands."

"If you don't want to be a salesman under me, I can also introduce you to be a cleaner at the group headquarters."

"Don't look down on the job; a cleaner at the headquarters can make at least five thousand a month."

"That's enough for you to live comfortably in a rented house!"

Wen Jihui exhaled a long breath, no longer hiding the contempt in his words.

A burst of laughter gradually rose from the crowd.

Shen Zhou took out his phone and slowly typed out a short message.

Although doing this would mean owing Young Master Si Cong a favor...

It was better than letting this kid Wen Jihui continue to be so arrogant.

"Brother Hui, don't say that."

"Old Shen, you should leave first."

Finally, Ju Weiwei couldn't listen anymore and hurriedly gave Shen Zhou a gentle nudge.

She didn't want him to stay here and continue being humiliated.

Just as Wen Jihui had said, Ju Weiwei had also harbored secret feelings for Shen Zhou during their freshman year.

It was just a pity that the two of them weren't meant to be.

Shen Zhou, however, remained standing there with a smile.

He looked at Wen Jihui's face and eventually shook his head slightly.

He had already set his plan in motion; there was indeed no need for him to wait any longer.

It was only then that Gu Jianqiu and the other two, who had just returned from the restroom, learned what had happened.

"Wen Jihui, what the hell are you doing?"

"Is that any way to talk to an old classmate?"

"Do you really think you're some kind of god?"

"I don't care if you're a manager or not, do you really think we give a damn about you?"

The hot-tempered Gu Jianqiu immediately started cursing.

Kuai Zi, Fang Qiang, and Lu Jungang were even more furious.

The two of them reached out and flipped over a nearby table.

As for the twelve-tier cake nearby, it was also kicked over by the two of them.

The scene immediately became a complete mess.

"Old Shen, don't be angry. There's no need to lower yourself to the level of scum like this!"

Lu Jungang hurriedly grabbed Shen Zhou's arm.

Beside him, Kuai Zi and Fang Qiang also looked at Shen Zhou with anxious faces.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Let's go have our own second round, get some barbecue and beer."

Shen Zhou said with a smile.

Seeing the reaction of these three brothers, his coming here today was worth it.

"Did I fucking say you could leave?"

"You made such a mess and you think you can just walk away!"

"I'm going to settle the score with you today!"

Wen Jihui was fuming with rage.

If it weren't for the few classmates holding him back, he probably would have rushed forward long ago.

"Pah, it's just a cake. I'll make one myself and pay you back another day!"

Lu Jungang immediately shouted back.

"That's right, Gang is opening a cake shop next month. I'll fucking go help make the cake then too."

"And I'll spit in that cake a few times while I'm at it."

Kuai Zi and Fang Qiang said through gritted teeth.

"I think you're looking for death!"

Wen Jihui's chest heaved violently.

The classmates beside him were also itching for a fight.

Who didn't have a few loyal brothers?

The atmosphere on the scene became increasingly explosive.

It seemed like a full-blown brawl could break out at any moment.

Seeing that the situation was about to spiral out of control, Shen Zhou sighed somewhat helplessly.

"Wen Jihui, I originally intended to leave you a way out, but now it seems there's no need for that."

"Isn't your reliance just your current job?"

"Soon, your job will be gone."

Shen Zhou very calmly pulled out his phone.

"Hahaha, do you really fucking think you're someone important?"

"Aren't you just a loser who stays in a rented room playing games?"

"Do you really think you're a second-generation rich kid?"

"Besides, don't you know the power of the Feima Group? Even if your family had hundreds of millions, you probably couldn't dictate the internal affairs of the Feima Group."

Wen Jihui burst out laughing on the spot.

The people around them couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter as well.

"It seems this kid has gone crazy!"

"I guess the gap between his ideals and reality is too big, and he hasn't been able to process it yet."

"He was the Vice Chairman of the Student Union back then, but he's doing so poorly now that his mind has probably snapped!"

The murmurs of discussion rose and fell.

Beside him, Gu Jianqiu and the other two were furious, their fists clenching until they cracked.

They were about to completely lose control of their anger.

"Hahaha, you all heard it, classmates. This kid Shen Zhou said he's going to get me fired."

"Do you think he has that kind of power?"

"I think he's just turned into a psycho; he'll say anything."

Wen Jihui couldn't help but mock him.

Shen Zhou, meanwhile, began to search for a phone number he had just saved a few days ago.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, you're really going to make a call?"

"Do you think reality is a movie, where a few phone calls can change everything?"

"I think you're truly sick!"

Wen Jihui couldn't help but roll his eyes and stood with his arms around the shoulders of a few close friends nearby.