Chapter 411: Upper-class society!!
Yang Chen finished speaking, Lin Yang then noticed him.
He asked: "Who is this?"
Yang Chen proudly said: "I am Xiao Yufan's high school classmate."
"His family is in the foreign trade business."
"Oh."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yufan immediately said to Yang Chen.
"Yang Chen, we are just classmates, please call me by my full name!"
The originally proud Yang Chen's smile froze instantly.
He glanced at Lin Yang, asking with a hint of disbelief.
"Are you saying this because of him?"
Xiao Yufan said in a low voice.
"Yang Chen, did I say something wrong?"
Seeing Xiao Yufan angry, Yang Chen only then realized he had been rude.
He exhaled, showing a smile as he said.
"Sorry, I was just rude."
"It's mainly because this person wants to treat you to soup dumplings, which surprised me."
"After all, we are upper-class people; eating that doesn't suit our temperament."
Just as Yang Chen finished speaking, Lin Yang turned his gaze to Xiao Yufan and asked.
"Are you going?"
Xiao Yufan immediately nodded and said.
"Great, I happen to know a place where the soup dumplings and duck blood vermicelli are good; I'll take you there."
Upon hearing Xiao Yufan's words, Yang Chen froze on the spot.
They actually ignored him!
Watching the three people leave, Yang Chen followed after them.
"Wait."
Lin Yang stopped, turned back to look at Yang Chen and asked.
"Upper-class person, what do you want?"
Yang Chen was angered by those words, clenched his fists, but still held his breath.
He thought, he had a black belt in taekwondo.
If it weren't for Xiao Yufan and them being here today, he would have already struck someone!
He forced a smile and said to Lin Yang.
"I suddenly remembered I haven't had soup dumplings in a long time; I want to go with you."
Lin Yang, hearing that, chuckled and said.
"You're an upper-class person, yet you also want to eat that?"
These words left Yang Chen unable to utter a sentence.
Seeing him like that, Lin Yang laughed and said.
"Let's go; even if there's an extra soup dumpling cost, I can still afford it."
Yang Chen gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to punch Lin Yang.
"Alright, let's go!"
After arriving at the soup dumpling shop Xiao Yufan mentioned, Lin Yang sat down and ordered four baskets.
When Yang Chen looked at the soup dumplings before him, he chuckled and said.
"Used to eating steak and king crab, occasionally having these is not bad."
Then he felt An Ni Shang and Xiao Yufan casting disdainful glances his way.
This made Yang Chen quite displeased.
If they're going to look down on someone, shouldn't it be Lin Yang?
So he looked at Lin Yang, chuckling, and said.
"Mr. Lin, where do you work?"
Lin Yang, hearing that, took a bite of the soup dumpling, chuckled and said.
"An unemployed vagrant."
Upon hearing Lin Yang was an unemployed vagrant, Yang Chen inwardly sneered.
His appearance is not inferior to his, and he's even richer; what does he have to compare with me?
Thus he smiled and said.
"Do you want to come work? My family's company is still hiring."
"If you take a sales position, endure some hardship, you can still earn over a hundred thousand a year."
Lin Yang, while eating, shook his head and said.
"No thanks, I'm the kind of person who can't endure hardship."
Hearing Lin Yang say he can't endure hardship, Yang Chen's eyes filled with contempt.
The man before him, aside from his looks being passable, is otherwise a good-for-nothing.
In front of two beauties, he doesn't even know how to show himself; such a person lacks emotional intelligence—how could he possibly win a beauty's heart?
Yang Chen laughed and said: "Actually, a man just needs to be able to endure some hardship."
For example, I, after working hard for over a year, can still earn one or two million.
One or two million?
Lin Yang raised his eyebrows, looked at Yang Chen and said.
"You earn one or two million a year?"
Seeing Lin Yang's shocked expression, Yang Chen was very pleased.
He nodded and said: "Yeah."
He planned to really hit Lin Yang.
Just as he was about to speak, Lin Yang, however, said.
"You're not from high society, are you? How can you only make one or two million a year?"
Lin Yang's words instantly blocked what Yang Chen was about to say.
He looked at Lin Yang, utterly puzzled.
How does this guy not follow the routine?
Shouldn't he now be looking envious?
At that moment, Lin Yang said to An Ni Shang beside him.
So, one shouldn't work too hard.
Otherwise, you'll work all year and earn only that little money.
In the end, you still pretend to be high society.
Xiao Yufan, hearing that, also laughed.
This, however, made Yang Chen furious.
This person actually dares to say that about himself!
He asked in a deep voice: "How much do you earn in a year?"
I don't even know the specifics.
Roughly, tens of billions?
Tens of billions?
Yang Chen snorted coldly and said to Lin Yang.
You unemployed vagrant, do you have no concept of money?
You want to earn tens of billions in a year—do you even think you're worthy?
Even my family's market value cash flow doesn't have that much money.
Then, he said to Xiao Yufan.
Yufan, stay away from this kind of person; all he does is brag.
Being with him will eventually influence you.
Xiao Yufan frowned and said.
Yang Chen, how can you say that about Lin Yang?
Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't.
Seeing Xiao Yufan get angry at him, Yang Chen hurriedly said.
I don't mean that; do you think an unemployed vagrant could earn tens of billions in a year?
Not to mention tens of billions—if he had even one billion in his account, I'd kneel on the ground and call him dad!
Upon hearing that, Lin Yang coughed and said to An Ni Shang.
Do you see? I'm about to gain another son.
Hurry up and go find a POS machine for me.
An Ni Shang gave Lin Yang a glance, then went to look for a POS machine.
Seeing An Ni Shang leave, Yang Chen asked.
What is she going to do?
Oh, to find something that can display a balance, preparing to acknowledge a son.
Hearing Lin Yang's words, Yang Chen flew into a rage.
Fine, I want to see if you can actually produce a billion!
Lin Yang shook his head and said: "I don't have one hundred million."
Yang Chen sneered: "Then apologize to me."
Lin Yang said: "But I have tens of billions!"
As soon as he finished, An Ni Shang arrived with a POS machine.
I borrowed this from my boss.
Lin Yang smiled and took out his bank card.
Then he swiped it on the POS machine.
You, this high-society person, come help me count how much money.
Yang Chen immediately looked at the POS machine, counting the digits.
Then he let out an exclamation.
Impossible, how could you possibly have over four billion!
It must be fake!
Lin Yang wasn't angry either; he asked.
How is it definitely fake?
Because my family doesn't have that much money, you couldn't possibly have that much money either.
Lin Yang shook his head upon hearing that and said.
So, you're not some high society; you're just a frog at the bottom of a well.
What size company does your family have, daring to Showing Off in front of me?
End of Chapter
