Chapter 42: Hu Yangxuans Ploy (1/2)
Chapter 42: Hu Yangxuan's Ploy
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Tehrn
”What an uncouth clown.”
”He looks like someone from our school… Golly gee! I think he is!” a girl exclaimed with surprise.
”Your school couldn't set its bar lower. No need to take your study too seriously, babe. Try to have fun first. If you are with me, you won't need to worry about finding a job in the future anyway.”
”After I graduate, I will have to be counting on you for everything, you better not forget that.”
The conversation had disturbed Wang Tong's peace and forced him to agree with Samantha's scathing methods. This scene of decadence was a stark contrast to Ayrlarng's former glory, in which graduates had been nothing but elites of the society. In a fit of uncontrollable anguish, Wang Tong stood up to interrupt the couple's conversation, but someone else was one step ahead of him.
”Mister, be careful of what goes in and out of your mouth, no one wants to smell that bad breath.” He then turned toward the girl. ”Do you know me?”
”Hu Yangxuan?” The girl was pleasantly surprised. The man beside her tasted envoy in his mouth and asked, ”Babe, who the hell is this guy?”
”Fellow sister, why lower your standards and settle for a sugar daddy? He is not going to look after you for the rest of your life. Ditch him now, I will help you find a job.” Hu Yangxuan wore a broad and candid smile.
”Hey, who the hell are you? Do you know who I am? Have you heard of the Real-Big? That is my dad's company!”
”Real-Big!” Hu Yangxuan feinted a gasp as if he was shocked by the name. Mr. Real-Big Jr. took the bait and allowed smug to creep onto the comers of his mouth.
”No, never heard of it,” Hu Yangxuan suddenly changed his tone and snipped away Mr. Real-Big Jr.'s budding ego cold turkey. He then tossed a business card on the table, ”Take this, fellow sister, as a token of my promise. ”
”What a garbage...”Mr. Real-Big Jr.’s wrath was cut short by the girl as she quickly snatched up the business card which in itself would worth over ten thousand credits. Compared to Hu YangXuan's family business, there was nothing big about the Real-Big. Mr. Real-Big Jr. had caught a glimpse of a few letters on the card: ”KC Corp.”, and he choked back his pride immediately.
”You know where the door is, get out before I want to bankrupt you,” Hu Yangxuan said it seemingly lightheartedly. Mr. Real-Big Jr., on the other hand, had turned gloomy; he knew Hu Yangxuan could do it if he really wanted to.
”I had enough of this women; you can have her if you want.” Mr. Real-Big Jr. shriveled like a deflated balloon.
Hu Yangxuan ignored him. Instead, he turned to the girl and said, ”Fellow sister, if you want to make a spectacle of yourself, don't drag Ayrlarng's name with you. Have some self-respect please.”
Hu Yangxuan let the matter rest as he watched the girl scurried out of the restaurant, still holding his business card tightly in her hand. He would deliver his promise and help her find a job, but it would be up to herself to improve her moral bearing.
It was a welcoming sight to Wang Tong as he sat down to enjoy his feast once again.
”Wang Tong, do you mind if I join you? All that venting had made me forget how hungry I was.”