Chapter 172: Are You Bragging?

"He Chen, send me your account number. That friend said they would transfer the funds to you first. Since this involves a large amount of money, you'll have to put in some extra effort." Chen Yu ignored them and glanced at the message Yan Roujin had replied with.

"Transfer the funds first?" He Chen was stunned. This was the first time he had ever seen such a thing. Honestly, his business had too many bad debts; it was always supply first, payment later.

But nowadays, those who owe money really are the masters, so his business had been sliding for years and was once on the verge of collapse.

"Yes, otherwise your capital pressure would be too great," Chen Yu said with a smile. "Eighty percent will be transferred first, and the final payment will be settled immediately after all the goods arrive. That's no problem, right?"

"No problem at all. This is my account number." He Chen was overjoyed and hurriedly sent the account number to Chen Yu.

"He Chen, that's enough. Do you really trust him that much?" Cao Jing was truly angry. "The kind of people he associates with are just fair-weather friends. Do you really believe him?"

"I believe him." He Chen glanced at Cao Jing. "Besides, Cao Jing, we have been married for so many years. I've always let you have your way during our usual arguments and disputes, but that is no reason for you to take a mile when I give you an inch."

"What did you say?" Cao Jing was furious. "You're saying this to me for the sake of such a jerk? I'm not done with you."

"He Chen, you've gone too far. Don't you know what kind of person Chen Yu is?" Yang Jun said in a lecturing tone. "Cao Jing is your wife."

"Right, you also know Cao Jing is my wife? Then why don't you take your dirty hands off her?" He Chen's eyes were bloodshot. Even now, Yang Jun and Cao Jing's hands were still linked.

"Yang Jun and I have been close since we were in school; it's not like you don't know that. What do you mean by this, He Chen? Are you trying to divorce me?" Cao Jing shrieked.

"Divorce, let's do it now, right now. Since you think I'm inferior to others anyway, I've had enough. Let's go, divorce now." He Chen grabbed a cup and smashed it onto the ground with a *bang*.

"You, you... fine, I'll divorce you." Cao Jing said angrily. "You have no ability anyway; what kind of future can you have sticking to that broken furniture store?"

Just at this moment, with a *ding*, the phone He Chen had placed on the table rang. He grabbed it to look, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Chen Yu, the advance payment from Qingyan has arrived, a full eighty million. Is this real?" He Chen was stunned.

"What?" The previously arrogant Cao Jing immediately quieted down.

"As long as it arrived, go prepare the goods. The order volume is very large," Chen Yu said with a chuckle.

"Chen Yu, I have to toast you." He Chen poured a full glass of white liquor, gestured to Chen Yu, and downed it in one gulp. "With this order, I'll earn at least twenty million. Chen Yu, you really are my benefactor."

"He Chen, don't be like that. If you have anything in the future, you can come directly to me. I have a bit of influence in Fengling, after all." Chen Yu smiled, poured a glass of liquor himself, toasted back, and downed it in one gulp.

"Haha, good, thank you so much." He Chen smashed his cup in his hand. "I'm not eating this meal; I'll treat you later. Let's go."

"Alright." Chen Yu nodded.

"He Chen, where are you going, He Chen? I didn't mean to divorce you, I was just trying to scare you. I was really wrong, He Chen..." Cao Jing was dumbfounded. She hadn't expected that what Chen Yu said was true, and she hurriedly trotted after them.

Twenty million! He Chen's family had run the store for so many years, and finally, they had a windfall that would last a lifetime.

"Chen Yu, you, do you really know people at Qingyan?" Yang Jun asked, stuttering.

"What do you think?" Chen Yu glanced at him.

"Who do you know at Qingyan? An order of over a hundred million—a regular purchaser wouldn't be able to make that call. It would have to be at least a vice-president level," Yang Jun pondered bitterly.

"I told you, I know Yan Roujin, but you wouldn't believe me." Chen Yu shrugged his shoulders. "So, there's nothing more for us to say. Goodbye."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving behind two people with ugly expressions.

"What's he acting so high and mighty for? I don't believe he can decide such a large order with just one phone call." Qin Ying snorted, though she actually felt quite uncomfortable inside.

To be honest, she had always felt that she was blind, having wasted the best years of her youth on Chen Yu. After they broke up, she had always felt resentful.

Now that she saw Chen Yu, she had wanted to show off her excellent life in front of him, but she hadn't expected to be slapped hard in the face, which she found unbearable.

"There must be some other reason. Chen Yu is just a gambler," Yang Jun said, gritting his teeth. "I bet he doesn't even have a car right now."

"That's right, I drove here. Let's go, let's see what kind of piece-of-junk car he drives," Qin Ying sneered.

Chen Yu was waiting outside the restaurant with his phone. Yang Jun walked up and said with a chuckle, "Chen Yu, you didn't drive, did you? How about I give you a ride?"

"No need, thanks," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Yang Jun is driving a BMW 7 Series, it cost over a million. I'm afraid you'll never have the chance to sit in a car like this in your life. As for me, I drive a Porsche 711, a sports car. I won't give you a ride, lest you get it dirty," Qin Ying said with a laugh.

"My car will be here in a moment, so there's really no need for you two to worry." Chen Yu sneered. These two had been suppressed by him completely, and looking at them, they clearly weren't convinced.

"Heh, you called a Didi, right? You bragged so much, but it turns out you don't even have a car of your own?" Qin Ying sneered.

"It's not a Didi. I just bought the car, and the paperwork isn't finished yet, so I didn't drive it. The 4S dealership is currently driving it over to get the plates, and it will be delivered immediately," Chen Yu smiled.

"Ahahaha, Chen Yu, stop trying to save face. What if the car doesn't get delivered in a moment? Wouldn't you be embarrassed?" Qin Ying laughed even harder.

"Yeah, Chen Yu. My 7 Series was just bought, and it cost over 1.5 million after everything was settled. Don't you want to sit in a luxury car of this million-level caliber?" Yang Jun laughed.

"Sorry, my car could buy two of yours. Look, it's here." Chen Yu smiled slightly. A Maybach came roaring over and parked steadily in front of Chen Yu.

The salesperson, Xiao Li, closed the car door, took out the keys, handed them to Chen Yu, and said respectfully, "Mr. Chen, your temporary plates have been installed. I will come to your place in a few days to attach the official plates. If you have any problems while using the vehicle, you can call our 24-hour rescue hotline."

"Thanks." Chen Yu took the keys, smiled slightly, and opened the car door.

"Chen Yu, you, is this a Mercedes S-Class? What's there to be so high and mighty about? Yang Jun's 7 Series is in the same class as yours." Qin Ying, standing to the side, was almost dumbfounded.

"Look clearly. Mercedes has a model called Maybach. Also, look clearly, this is an AMG, which represents Mercedes' most high-end series. The base price is three million." Chen Yu glanced at her.

"This is impossible. How could you afford such an expensive car?" Yang Jun had long since become a fool; he looked at Chen Yu, unable to believe it.

Chen Yu sneered and ignored the guy. He stepped on the accelerator, and with a *boom*, the ostentatious engine roar and powerful push-back force carried him roaring forward.

"Chen Yu's car must be his boss's. He's just a driver." Qin Ying, who had been stunned for a long time, finally reacted.