"Damn it! 'Bring it on!' I don't believe they can kill me!" Wang Hao pounded his chest and suddenly gritted his teeth. "Let's see who lost this phone!" He picked up the phone and saw the caller ID — 13966888888.
This number is somewhat aggressive...
Expecting the other party to be the mistress of some mob boss, Wang Hao wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and finally pressed the answer button. "Hello."
"Hello," A woman's voice, very cold, like a glass of water with ice in it, replied. "My phone is with you, right? How do you plan to return it to me?"
"H-hello," Wang Hao gulped. Judging by the phone number alone, this woman was definitely not an ordinary person; her background had to be huge. So Wang Hao answered very carefully, "Well, where are you? Why didn't you call earlier? I'll bring the phone to you."
Today is a day of bad luck; better avoid trouble when possible. Hence, he would return the phone decisively.
"I had an urgent matter yesterday and got busy, so I forgot," the woman didn't say much, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Where are you now? I will find you."
"I'm at Yu Lin District, near the park where you lost the phone," Wang Hao hesitated for a moment before suggesting, "How about meeting in the park?"
"The park isn't convenient. There's a Peterburg Cafe nearby, let's meet there," She was very straightforward and didn't allow Wang Hao to refuse: "I'll be there in half an hour."
"Alright... okay," Wang Hao glanced at the clothes on the hanger beside him. "I'm wearing gray jeans and a blue and white T-shirt."
"Got it, see you soon."
Groggily, he hung up the phone.
For Wang Hao, it felt like his spirit and energy had hit rock bottom today. It was useless; when the luck dice landed on good luck, everything went smoothly.
But when it landed on very bad luck, what could you do but accept fate?
Accept fate, my ass! He couldn't believe things could get worse!
He left the house and walked out into the street!
Once in the elevator, Wang Hao prepared himself, hoping it wouldn't get stuck today.
He reached the ground floor without any issues.
Wang Hao: "..."
Eh? This bad luck didn't seem that terrifying after all, the elevator didn't get stuck...
He almost reached Peterburg Cafe's entrance smoothly, and Wang Hao was baffled, "What is going on? Everything's going so well today?"
His instinct told him something was off!
Although it was morning, as the best cafe within five kilometers, many successful people liked to come here for coffee and to discuss business. So, the entrance was lined with luxury cars, BMWs, Land Rovers, Jaguars, almost like a mini car show!
Unsure of what would happen today, Wang Hao cautiously looked around, holding his phone as he walked into the cafe.
Just as he reached the door, he bumped into two people. When he saw their faces clearly, Wang Hao was stunned.
They were a couple; the woman had above-average looks, wearing light makeup, walking with a sway in her hips, and carrying a subtle arrogance in her eyes. The man beside her was about 1.7 meters tall, at least 35 or 36 years old, with very ordinary, even unattractive, looks. However, one could tell by his clothes that he was wearing all name brands. The item that caught Wang Hao's attention was the car key in the man's hand. Judging by the emblem, it seemed to be a trident.
A rich person!
This would have been whatever in other circumstances, but the key part was that Wang Hao knew this woman!
She was his ex-girlfriend! Yang Tao!
Normally, running into Yang Tao, his ex-girlfriend, would be awkward, but today was different. Today was extremely bad luck; could this be the power of misfortune? If that's the case, this outcome seemed acceptable!
"HI!" Wang Hao quickly raised his hand to greet!
Normally, Yang Tao would be proud of her new rich boyfriend, right? She would then say a few words to show off, and he would respond with something like, "Don't underestimate the young and poor," and the scene would play out, right?!
But unexpectedly, as soon as Yang Tao saw Wang Hao, she froze, then unconsciously tightened her grip on the man's hand.
"Do you know him?" The man gave Wang Hao and Yang Tao a suspicious look.
"I..." Yang Tao was clearly flustered, unsure whether to deny it or admit it. She thought for a moment and then said softly, "He was my boyfriend in college, but we broke up a long time ago..."
"Oh," The man responded coldly and then sized up Wang Hao, finally looking at Yang Tao. "So, he's your senior? Did he do anything?"
Though his words were vague, Yang Tao understood what he meant and hurriedly explained, "Don't misunderstand, during our time, we just ate together and attended classes, nothing else happened between us..."
To show her stance, Yang Tao quickly acted coy, clinging to the man's arm and rubbing against it.
Yes, exactly this kind of drama! Come on! He had to say something next, right? Maybe something like, "She's my girlfriend now, so buzz off," to hit him hard, then leave triumphantly, leaving him standing there yelling, "Thirty years on the East bank, thirty years on the West bank," weakening the power of extremely bad luck, right?
"Hmm, I see." Clearly satisfied with Yang Tao's actions, the man's vanity was greatly inflated. He looked at Wang Hao with disdain written all over his face. "Since that's the case, there's nothing else to say. You should see that we don't belong to the same circle. I don't care what your name is, nor do I need to know. I just hope you won't pester Yang Tao anymore. Our circle isn't one you, a poor student who just graduated, could break into."
In this man's eyes, Wang Hao's name wasn't even worth knowing.
It was as if he was swatting a bothersome fly, and it was him showing mercy by not killing you outright.
Well done!
Wang Hao almost wanted to hug him and kiss him hard!
That's right! This was the time to back down and leave miserably, the standard routine of extremely bad luck, right?!
Cooperation, absolutely! Wang Hao almost wanted to shout, "Let the storm rage harder!"
At that moment, the roar of an engine sounded, and a red Ferrari came to a stop beside them!
Wang Hao turned his head to look, and the license plate of the Ferrari was Zhong A56789...
Eh? Eh?!
Why did this license plate look familiar?!
Next, the car door opened, and a woman, who could be described as a blend of heavenly spiritual energy, slowly stepped out!