Chapter 1271: I Am Stronger Than Him

"Who is he? Is he even capable?" Someone said with displeasure: "You should consider me instead; I'm stronger than him."

"Exactly. Looking at him, he doesn't look like a driver at all. Can that scrawny frame of his even fight? A hard requirement for a driver is to be a part-time bodyguard. Do you think he can handle that?"

"I don't think he can. He's not even as good as me. Why don't you consider me?"

These various second-generation heirs were feeling a bit unconvinced. They had originally tried every possible way to get close to Liu Ruxi and win over this cold, aloof goddess.

But they never expected to be defeated by a plainly dressed Chen Yu, which made them extremely annoyed.

"See clearly: these people are not allowed to come to the company again." Liu Ruxi glanced at these people coldly, then gave a final order, turned, and left.

"Kid, who are you?" The man named Zhang Ming looked at Chen Yu with annoyance: "I'll give you 100,000; give this position to me."

"Sorry, I'm afraid this isn't something I can just give away if I want to. Didn't she not take a liking to you?" Chen Yu smiled. These rich second-generation heirs were crazy; they were really spending a fortune to chase a girl.

However, Liu Ruxi's company was worth one billion; even if these rich heirs had money, they couldn't catch her eye.

"Do you know how to be a driver? Can you drive? Being a driver requires not just driving skills, but also working as a part-time bodyguard. Can you protect Ruxi?" Zhang Ming sneered: "I see you have nothing. You'd better give up this position early."

"I've studied a bit of martial arts, and my driving skills aren't bad either," Chen Yu said with a faint smile: "I should be able to handle this job."

"How about you spar with me?" Zhang Ming stared at Chen Yu and said coldly: "I'm a fifth-degree black belt in Taekwondo. Let's see if you can beat me first."

"Sure, shall we spar?" Chen Yu nodded.

"Are you sure, kid? Young Master Zhang is a fifth-degree black belt in Taekwondo and has won the city Taekwondo championship. Even though we compete with him, we wouldn't dare spar with him." Someone laughed.

"That's right. Don't end up crippled. Take my advice: take the 100,000 and leave. This really isn't something you can get involved in." Another rich heir also mocked.

"Honestly, that so-called Taekwondo of yours is nothing but flowery fists and embroidered legs. It looks flashy, but apart from attracting girls' attention, it's useless." Chen Yu shook his head slightly.

"Kid, are you serious?" Zhang Ming sneered, staring at Chen Yu: "The last person who said that was already beaten to a pulp by me. If you're not convinced, shall we go outside and spar?"

"I'm on company time; I'm afraid my boss wouldn't approve. Besides, I've already been hired, so there's no need for me to spar with you," Chen Yu shook his head: "And I'm doing this for your own good. It wouldn't be good if I really hurt you."

"What is he saying? Did I hear that right?" Zhang Ming looked at the people around him with a puzzled expression. Honestly, he hadn't seen someone this arrogant in a long time.

"Haha, Zhang Ming, you've been looked down upon."

"Give him a taste of his own medicine. Damn it, why should he get ahead when we, the Shanghai Five Young Masters, couldn't even get it done?"

A group of people laughed with a roar. They goaded Zhang Ming to give Chen Yu a taste of his own medicine; after all, Chen Yu's appearance had made all their previous efforts go to waste.

"You're only reporting for duty this afternoon, so you're free until then. I can't stop you if you want to spar with them, just don't mess around in the company," the administrator on the side said with a smile.

"Did you hear that, kid? If you've got guts, come down and spar with me," Zhang Ming sneered, staring at Chen Yu: "Do you dare?"

"Is that so?" Chen Yu revealed a thoughtful expression. He pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Alright, since that's the case, I'll go down and spar with you."

"Good, I'll wait for you downstairs. Don't chicken out." Zhang Ming sneered, turned, and walked down. A group of people followed him.

Chen Yu smiled. Did these rich heirs, who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, really think they could fight? Honestly, those flashy things from the Koreans were really useless except for looking good.

As for those so-called degrees, any man who was slightly agile could easily defeat them.

But there was no helping it; the Korean Wave was popular now. People with no backbone used these things as capital to show off. But since it was like this, Chen Yu would go down and teach them a good lesson.

Soon, the group arrived at the plaza downstairs. Zhang Ming first took off his suit jacket, removed his watch, and then went through his pre-exercise warm-ups.

After he was done, he performed a small backflip, a beautiful rotation in mid-air, and landed steadily on the ground.

"Good, Young Master Zhang is awesome!" The group cheered loudly.

This place was the University Student Entrepreneurship Building, and there were many people coming and going. Zhang Ming's move immediately attracted the attention of some girls.

"Wow, this person is so amazing."

"He's also very handsome. That move just now was truly mesmerizing."

"Don't even think about it; even one piece of his clothing costs over a hundred thousand."

Several girls looked at Zhang Ming with stars in their eyes.

Watching the crowd around him grow, Zhang Ming's expression became even more smug. He finished warming up and stared at Chen Yu: "Are you ready?"

"I don't need to prepare. Just say start, and we can begin at any time," Chen Yu said with a faint smile.

"Heh, kid, you'd better be careful. Young Master Zhang won't hold back when he strikes," a rich heir looked at Chen Yu with disdain.

"Why are you warning him? Let him suffer a bit; he won't be so arrogant in a moment," another person said with contempt.

"Let's start. I'll let you throw the first punch," Zhang Ming beckoned to Chen Yu, looking as if he were letting him have a head start.

"No need. You throw the first punch; otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to strike," Chen Yu shook his head. He really wasn't posturing.

With his current strength in the Spirit Rhinoceros Realm, if he let even a little bit of his aura leak out, this guy would probably lose his life. Right now, he was fully concealing his aura; otherwise, this fellow wouldn't even be able to appear within three meters of Chen Yu.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Ming was furious. The martial arts he practiced were real, and the rank he had earned was obtained through legitimate testing.

With his strength, three or five big men couldn't even get close to him. Looking at Chen Yu's scrawny frame, he figured he could knock him to the ground in two moves.

But Chen Yu's disdainful attitude made him extremely annoyed.

"Sure. Let's start," Chen Yu nodded slightly and stood on the spot, not moving at all.