Chapter 87 - 85: Just Take the Money—Who Cares What They Think

Everyone looked at Yuan Xiaozao with confusion and shock.Yuan Xiaozao awkwardly smiled and said, "If I said I also have no idea how he got so extravagant as a ride-hailing driver, would you believe me?"

"Do you think we’d believe he’s a ride-hailing driver?"

"Your ride-hailing drivers are so rich, eh?"

"Who’d still be a ride-hailing driver if they’re so rich?"

...

Yuan Xiaozao quickly explained, "Maybe he’s a young master from a big family out for some experience? Didn’t the male author genre recently have those crooked-mouthed Dragon Kings and son-in-law War Gods? Like some three-year term, go home to inherit family assets. They say art comes from life, why can’t this be a true story?"

A group of male authors burst into laughter.

"Jujube God, stop joking, how can novel plots reflect real life?"

"Anyway, there’s no way he’s a ride-hailing driver or purely loves your work to tip you that much money."

"Jujube God, say nothing else, you really are bold, I admire that."

Great master Gongzi Juan said, "Xiaozao, you can’t do it this way, relying on inflated stats won’t get results. Even in other jobs, you need to accumulate experience or customer resources to do well. Writing has no shortcuts, you have to constantly accumulate to have a breakthrough. With all that money, why don’t you start a little business instead of giving it to the platform for nothing."

Yuan Xiaozao immediately started crying, tears streaming down.

No matter how she explained, everyone believed she inflated her stats.

Even her fellow author friend Li Youlan showed a disdainful expression.

Yuan Xiaozao couldn’t stay here, she quickly grabbed her bag and left crying.

Great master Gongzi Juan cheerfully said, "Don’t mind, everyone. Let’s continue the exchange. Still the same, writing isn’t just a matter of a day, nor shortcuts, nor inflating stats..."

Yuan Xiaozao walked out the hotel entrance and called Yang Chen.

Soon, the call connected.

"Waa... waa..."

Yang Chen quickly asked, "What’s wrong? Why are you crying again?"

"They all say I’m inflating stats, everyone dislikes me. Waa..." Yuan Xiaozao replied.

"Ah? Didn’t expect my tipping to cause you trouble." Yang Chen said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

It seems the web literature circle is different from the live-streaming circle.

In live-streaming, regardless of large or small streamers, tipping is reasonable.

But in web literature, it’s different, a small author with no achievements getting so many tips, people will think she’s inflating stats.

"Where are you?" Yang Chen asked again.

"I’m at the entrance of Minghai Hotel. How about you? Can you come pick me up? I’ll treat you to lunch. Regardless of how they see me, you did tip me, I need to thank you." Yuan Xiaozao replied crying.

"Alright! Wait there, I’m coming to pick you up now." Yang Chen replied.

After hanging up, Yang Chen immediately drove over.

Yuan Xiaozao saw Yang Chen’s car arrive, quickly got in crying on the passenger side.

As soon as she got in the car, she started crying and vented to Yang Chen.

"None of them believe me, everyone thinks I inflated stats. Where would I have so much money to inflate stats? But no one listens to my explanations, they only believe their own imagination. Waa..."

Yang Chen felt a bit embarrassed too, he didn’t expect tipping the Golden Alliance Master could cause Yuan Xiaozao such confusion.

"Don’t cry anymore, let them think what they want, you got the money for real, didn’t you?" Yang Chen comforted.

Yuan Xiaozao suddenly stopped crying, blinked her eyes, quickly nodded and said, "You’re right. I got Brother Yang’s tip, why should I care so much about how they see me? Hehe... Let’s go, I’ll treat Brother Yang to lunch, thank you for your tip."

She finally stopped crying, Yang Chen instantly felt much calmer.

A level 2 author earning some manuscript fees isn’t easy, so Yang Chen didn’t pick a high-end place, just found a little eatery to eat.

"Brother Yang, can I ask you a question?" Yuan Xiaozao asked with a smile.

Yang Chen nodded and said, "Mm, go ahead."

"Are you a young master from some big family out for experience? Just like in novels, three-year term, then you can go back to inherit the family assets." Yuan Xiaozao asked.

Yang Chen burst into laughter and asked back, "Why would you think that?"

Yuan Xiaozao explained, "Because if you really were a ride-hailing driver, how could you be so generous? Tipping me over a million in one go, that’s not the courage and financial ability a ride-hailing driver should have."

What she said wasn’t entirely unreasonable.

Yang Chen quickly replied, "I’m not some young master out for experience, I’m really just a ride-hailing driver. It’s just that my parents left me quite a bit of wealth, so I probably spend without restraint, leading you to mistakenly think I’m a young master out for experience."

"Oh, so you’re a rich second-generation. That’s not much different." Yuan Xiaozao said.

It seemed that explanation was the most coherent, Yang Chen couldn’t be bothered to find excuses, so he smiled and nodded, "Pretty much."

Soon, the two finished lunch.

Yang Chen sent Yuan Xiaozao back to the entrance of her neighborhood, and then continued picking up fares to drive.

Not long after, the Yonglida Bentley 4S Store called Yang Chen, reminding him to regularly do maintenance for his Bugatti Veyron.

Such high-end sports cars should be checked after each ride to prevent issues like the chassis being scratched.

Yang Chen thought he still had four free maintenance sessions, so he scheduled with the customer service to bring the car over for maintenance in an hour.

The 4S Store quickly prepared, waiting for Yang Chen’s arrival.

Just past 3 o’clock, Yang Chen drove the Bugatti over.

The store manager Chen Ziyao led the available staff to greet him personally at the roadside.

"President Yang, hello, I’m the manager of Yonglida Store, Chen Ziyao. Very pleased to meet you, welcome to Yonglida Bentley 4S Store," Chen Ziyao said very politely.

Afterward, the employees behind him also respectfully bowed and greeted Yang Chen.

Yang Chen quickly and politely said, "Hello President Chen, hello everyone. No need to be so polite, everyone can just carry on with what you’re doing."

Chen Ziyao waved them off, and the employees each went about their work.

Subsequently, Chen Ziyao personally guided Yang Chen to drive the car to the maintenance area.

Yang Chen parked the car stably and got out.

Chen Ziyao promptly walked up to him, shook his hand, and greeted him.

"President Yang, very pleased to meet you."

Yang Chen smiled and nodded, expressing his friendly inquiry.

Then, Chen Ziyao took Yang Chen to his office.

The assistant brewed tea, served it to them, and then left.

Chen Ziyao invited Yang Chen to drink tea, and the two chatted while sipping tea.

A while later, the assistant came to report that a customer wanted to buy a Bentley Continental, but the price couldn’t be agreed upon, and the salesperson hoped he could come over to assist.

Chen Ziyao was quite frustrated, saying, "Can’t you see I have a guest here? Does this kind of thing still need me personally? What’s the use of them then?"

Yang Chen smiled and said, "President Chen, if you have matters to attend to, go ahead. I can go check on the car’s maintenance progress."

Chen Ziyao quickly responded, "No, no, no. President Yang, please rest here, it’s quite warm outside. Alright, I’ll go over, be back soon, please wait for me a bit. Is that okay with you?"

Yang Chen smiled and nodded, saying, "Do as you please, President Chen, don’t worry about me."

Chen Ziyao nodded and promptly hurried out.

His words belied his urgency.

After all, the customer intended to buy a Bentley Continental, a car worth several million.

Yang Chen drank a few cups of tea and felt a bit of a urge, so he got up to visit the restroom.

When he came out of the restroom, he coincidentally bumped into Chen Lijun.

Last time on the mountain racing, Chen Lijun lost miserably and was forced by Yang Chen to kneel and admit fault, losing all face.

At that time, he vowed to take revenge but hadn’t found an opportunity yet.

Well, who’d expect to meet Yang Chen at his uncle’s turf, wasn’t this a perfect chance for revenge?