Chapter 4 The Arrogance of the Rich!
Once, An Liang was just an ordinary person. Even though he did like Li Xiyan in his heart, that kind of liking was something most boys probably had, right? After all, how many boys wouldn’t like the most beautiful girl in the class?
“Love letter!”
He Siming, who had followed, sneered, looking at An Liang with ill intent.
Sun Feifei also followed, teasing, “Wow, An Liang, I didn’t expect you to send a love letter to Xiyan. That’s such a shame, I was secretly liking you!”
An Liang helplessly looked at Sun Feifei. He knew her mischievous nature! If he believed Sun Feifei? Haha!
“Miss, did you remember wrong? I’m sure I didn’t put a love letter there,” An Liang, who was confident and not self-conscious, responded calmly.
Li Xiyan’s eyes showed a hint of surprise. She had originally thought An Liang would be flustered, but he remained calm.
“I know it wasn’t you who left it, the handwriting isn’t yours,” Li Xiyan said, helping him out.
An Liang laughed.
“As expected, the goddess is popular!”
“Really popular?”
Li Xiyan raised her brows slightly.
“Aren’t you rejecting me now?”
Before An Liang could respond, the door to the private room opened, and Zhou Kang entered.
He immediately started speaking loudly, “Damn, rich people are so arrogant! I just saw a top-spec Porsche 911 in the parking lot, I checked, and that car probably costs around 3 million!”
“Then the car was parked right at the entrance of the Taoyuan Hot Pot parking lot, blocking the way. Cars outside couldn’t get in, and cars inside couldn’t get out. Can rich people do whatever they want?”
Zhou Kang deliberately threw in a joke to seem humorous.
He Siming joined in.
“The top-spec 911? Is it the 911 Turbo S? Hardtop or convertible?”
“Hardtop. I filmed a video and posted it in the class group, you guys should take a look. This car is really arrogant,” Zhou Kang said loudly.
The classmates in the private room started looking at their phones, including Li Xiyan. However, she noticed that An Liang wasn’t looking at his phone, which caught her attention.
After watching the video, He Siming sighed. “This Porsche is so cool, and it really costs around 3 million. Things like this are too far from us.”
Zhou Kang also sighed.
“I envy and hate it! Stuff like this, if you weren’t born with it, you basically won’t have it in this lifetime.”
Sun Feifei asked curiously, “Isn’t the Porsche 911 only around a million?”
He Siming quickly replied, showing off his knowledge, “This isn’t an ordinary Porsche 911, it’s the top-spec 911, with a 3.8T turbocharged engine that can produce 650 horsepower. The PDK transmission provides 800 Nm of torque and accelerates this monster from 0 to 100 km/h in 2.7 seconds.”
He Siming continued, “This level of Porsche 911, most Ferraris and Lamborghinis can only watch in awe. In the industry, it’s called the ‘Cow Killer and Horse Slayer.’”
An Liang smiled and praised.
“Old classmate, you’re impressive! You know so much!”
He Siming looked at An Liang suspiciously. Their interactions hadn’t been much before, but after Li Xiyan mentioned An Liang in the class group, they had started to develop a subtle rivalry. After Li Xiyan joked about An Liang sending her a love letter, He Siming had shown great hostility toward him.
With that in mind, An Liang suddenly praised him, making He Siming feel uneasy, as if something wasn’t right.
Zhou Kang, unaware of the conflict between An Liang and He Siming, awkwardly added, “Old classmate is really something! Compared to him, I’m just a fake car enthusiast!”
Li Xiyan, hearing An Liang praise He Siming, opened the class group again to check the video. She took a screenshot and zoomed in to look at the license plate number.
[Sheng A·AL888…].
Li Xiyan confirmed the license plate number from the video screenshot. Combining the license plate number with An Liang’s praise of He Si Ming, she couldn’t help but be surprised.
An Liang… An Liang… AL888, An Liang Fa Fa Fa?
Li Xiyan was certain of the answer, and a smile appeared on her face. This round, He Siming had lost badly, right?
Li Xiyan looked at He Siming with a hint of pity. He had just praised the Porsche 911 to the skies, calling it the “Cow Killer and Horse Slayer” and the “top-level performance monster.” Yet, that car turned out to be An Liang’s?
If He Siming found out, she wondered how he would handle the truth? He Siming continued lamenting, “That kind of top-tier sports car, I’ll never have hope for in my lifetime. A price of around 3 million, what kind of deity would buy a Porsche 911?”
Zhou Kang agreed, saying, “Yeah! Just add a little more, and Ferrari or Lamborghini would be an option. The Porsche 911 will always be just the Porsche 911, it’s a bit lower class.”
“Yeah!”
He Sining nodded in agreement.
“I also think it’s a bit lacking…”
Before He Siming could finish speaking, the hostess came in. She quickly glanced around, then looked directly at An Liang.
“Sir, could you please move your car? A guest is leaving,” she said politely.
An Liang stood up and replied, “Okay.”
After responding, An Liang left the private room, and the classmates inside became quiet. They all thought about that Porsche 911 that had blocked the parking lot…