31: Chapter 31 Digging a Hole for Himself

Zhao Donglai held his nose high in the air and said arrogantly, "Shang Yanyan, don't take me for a fool. Just because you say he's your boyfriend doesn't mean he is!"

"Sure, this kid might look the part, but can good looks put food on the table? Can he be richer than me? I don't believe for a second that you, Shang Yanyan, would be willing to find a gigolo!"

Chen Feng, standing to the side, nodded repeatedly. "Right, right. I'm not as handsome as you, and I'm not as rich as you. There's absolutely no way Shang Yanyan could like me!"

"I have nothing to do with her, so don't misunderstand. Please, definitely don't misunderstand!"

"You..."

Hearing those words, Zhao Donglai was fuming. You say you have nothing to do with each other, but could you at least stop standing so close? Initially, he hadn't believed the rumors. After all, rumors are usually exaggerated and not necessarily true. But now, he was really starting to believe in their relationship!

Shang Yanyan glared at Chen Feng indignantly. She had thought Chen Feng would help her out, but she didn't expect this guy to be so clueless about cherishing the fairer sex.

Seeing that Chen Feng looked like he was about to leave, Shang Yanyan looked at him with a resentful expression, puffed out her chest, and whispered, "You are not allowed to leave!"

Holy crap!

Feeling the softness against his arm, Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat. He could feel the obvious hostility in the eyes of everyone looking at him.

Seeing their little interaction, Zhao Donglai's eyes went wide. That chest...

What the f***!

Where the hell are you putting your hand? Where?!

Zhao Donglai took a deep breath. He didn't know how the other guy had managed to trick Shang Yanyan into being with him. But so what? These days, never mind having a boyfriend; even women with husbands can get divorced. In this society, it's not about faces! It's about connections, status, and the money in your bank account!

Zhao Donglai was a rich second-generation heir. His family owned a company. In terms of connections and status, how was he not stronger than Chen Feng in every way?

"Chen Feng, right? I don't know how you tricked Shang Yanyan into being with you, but I just want to remind you of one thing. Her outfit alone costs at least twenty or thirty thousand. Can you afford it? Can you support her?"

"You can't possibly intend to just be a gigolo and wait for her to support you, right?"

At this point, he pointed to the row of sports cars behind him.

"I'm different. My family is wealthy. Look at the sports cars behind me—which one isn't worth over a million? And look at the watch I'm wearing; any one of them costs over a million!"

"I can give her a good material life, and I can give her happiness. As for you, you can't give her anything! Let her go! Being poor isn't your fault; the fault lies in knowing you have no money and still trying to pursue a school beauty like Shang Yanyan!"

Zhao Donglai felt that his show-off session today had been perfect.

Look! The flowers on the ground, the luxury cars behind him, and the watch on his wrist. Which one wasn't a symbol of money?

Even if Shang Yanyan didn't agree to be with him now, so what? As long as he chased away all the men around her, she would eventually agree.

"Zhao Donglai, stop making a fool of yourself here!"

Shang Yanyan was speechless. She knew Chen Feng's identity; he had bought a pagani for over 45 million in one go. All ten of your cars combined weren't as expensive as his single car. What is there to show off?

"Haha, Shang Yanyan, you're anxious!" Zhao Donglai couldn't be happier. His method was indeed effective.

He said to Chen Feng again, "I'll give you ten thousand. Leave Shang Yanyan right now. Take this money and find whatever girl you want; it'll be enough for you to live it up for a while!"

Subsequently, he whipped out a stack of cash from his pocket.

Chen Feng shook his head. "If my net worth counts as poor, then you'd probably only count as a beggar. As for those cars behind you, I indeed don't have them. Because they're all just garbage, and I really don't think much of them!"

The other party kept belittling him. Even a clay figurine has a temper!

Immediately after, his gaze shifted back to the cash in Zhao Donglai's hand.

"Sorry, you should keep that ten thousand for yourself. I really don't lack money! I might not have anything else, but the one thing I don't lack is money!"

"I'm not bragging. When it comes to wealth, it's best not to compare yourself to me—everyone here is trash!"

Holy f***!

At this moment, everyone was stunned. Zhao Donglai was even more dumbfounded. He had seen arrogant people, but he had never seen anyone this arrogant. Everyone here is trash?!

Shang Yanyan looked at Chen Feng with a face full of smiles. This guy truly didn't disappoint. When it came to trash talk, no one could really beat Chen Feng!

"Stop putting on an act for me!"

Zhao Donglai was getting annoyed, especially seeing the way Shang Yanyan looked at Chen Feng so affectionately, which made him feel even more bitter. He just couldn't understand. How could Shang Yanyan have taken a liking to this guy? Could it be because he knew how to brag?

Just at this moment, Chen Feng's phone rang. It was a call from Jiang Dawei.

Chen Feng turned on the speakerphone and asked casually, "Old Jiang, what's up?"

"Little Chen, the contract and paperwork for Huasheng Hospital have been finalized. I've already had my assistant send them over to you. You're at the school right now, right?"

"Yes, I'm at the school gate."

"Alright, the assistant should be there soon. You really are quite bold, spending 40 million to buy a hospital and then another 100 million for investment. That kind of money is enough to build a hospital in the city center. I really don't understand you!"

What?

When Zhao Donglai heard the contents of the phone call, he was stunned. This Chen Feng is just a mere college student. Where did he get the money to buy a hospital and invest 100 million? He really is a scammer!

"Chen Feng, you really know how to put on a show. It's a pity you aren't acting; you'd be a waste not to. Tell me, how much did you pay this actor you hired?"

"What actor?" Chen Feng looked at him as if he were looking at an idiot.

Zhao Donglai laughed out loud. "Isn't this phone call just you deliberately finding someone to act for us? You really think you're a tycoon! 'Old Jiang,' my foot—more like 'Old Wang from next door'!"

At this moment, Jiang Dawei on the other end of the line also heard the conversation. He was instantly furious. "Which little brat are you? I am Jiang Dawei, the General Manager of Tianbao Group. If you have the guts, state your name!"

"Tianbao Group?"

The sneer on Zhao Donglai's lips grew even wider. He knew of this company; it was rumored to be a publicly listed company, and his father even had business dealings with them. The General Manager was indeed named Jiang Dawei. But given the status of General Manager Jiang, how could he possibly know Chen Feng? It must be fake!

"Your grandfather's name is Zhao Donglai. Don't try to pretend to be Jiang Dawei or whoever with me, you grandson! Do you really think I've never seen the world? If you're Jiang Dawei, then I'm Jiang Dawei's father!"

"Zhao Donglai, you just wait!"

Jiang Dawei was so angry his lungs were about to explode. He hadn't expected that after spending decades in Beihu, he would be cursed at by some greenhorn. Fuming, he hung up the phone directly.

Chen Feng, standing to the side, gave Zhao Donglai a strange look. This guy had offended Jiang Dawei; he was definitely going to have bad luck.