With a deafening crash, the Range Rover was pushed back several meters, its front end caved in, and the left headlight shattered into pieces.
Gao Ning frowned deeply and shouted, "Are you out of your mind?!"
Chu Yuxuan rolled down his car window and gave him the finger. He then shifted into reverse, backed up about ten meters, and slammed the gas pedal again to crash into the Range Rover once more!
After crashing three times, everyone at the scene was left dumbfounded.
Gao's mother was extremely enraged and glared at Zhao Yanan, saying sternly, "President Zhao, your Qingya Media really has no sense of how high the sky is and how thick the earth is! I don't see the need to continue this meal. You just wait with your neck clean and ready!"
"Whatever," Zhao Yanan replied coldly.
"You…" Gao's mother pointed angrily at Zhao Yanan, so furious she couldn't even speak.
The old classmates exchanged looks, some enjoying the spectacle, shouting at Xia Zhu, "Let your fiancé hit back! How can you just put up with this?"
Xia Zhu's face turned pale, wanting to persuade Gao Ning, but seeing Gao's mother standing by, she hesitated and didn't dare to speak.
Due to the repeated collisions, the Skoda's door was somewhat deformed. Chu Yuxuan kicked the door open, got out of the car, walked around it, and finally picked up a small black object the size of a USB drive from the ground, tossing it to Lao Wu.
Lao Wu examined it, clutching it tightly in his hand, and walked up to Chu Yuxuan, whispering, "The latest generation of tracking devices with recording function... It should be installed inside the car door."
Chu Yuxuan smirked, muttering, "I knew it… Chu Zhiqing, that old b*st*rd, is quick with his actions!"
In fact, the real purpose of his car crashes was to make this small device come out. The revenge against Gao Ning was secondary.
The crowd was bewildered, not understanding what the two men were whispering about.
Gao Ning was on the edge of exploding with rage, angrily heading toward his Range Rover, seemingly intending to crash it back.
Xia Zhu hurriedly held his arm, tearfully saying, "Ning Ge, forget it..."
Gao's mother, fearing for her son's safety, said, "Ning'er, let's go home first. Someone will get justice for you soon!"
Zhao Yanan rubbed her temples, thinking, "This d*mn man… truly a rascal!"
Seeing the situation escalating, the honest and clumsy Chen Qiang, ignoring his wife's objections, rushed out of the food stall and cautiously advised Chu Yuxuan, "Yuxuan, just let it go. You can't afford to mess with them!"
Chu Yuxuan patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Chen Qiang, having you as a friend is actually quite valuable."
Chen Qiang was already sweating coldly for his old classmate, panicking, "Yuxuan, why are you saying this? Hurry up and apologize to them! That car isn't cheap; how many fares would it take to cover the damage?"
Chu Yuxuan shrugged, was about to speak when he saw several cars approaching in the distance.
The cars formed a line. Under the dim streetlights, a red Ferrari was barely visible at the front.
Zhao Yanan also noticed the Ferrari and, glancing at the license plate, recognized it as the one Chu Yuxuan had rejected a few days ago and that she had driven back to Phoenix Mountain Villa. She frowned slightly, muttering, "This d*mn man was prepared?"
"Vroom!"
As the roaring sound of the beast drew closer, the cars lined up in front of the food stall.
People could then see clearly that behind the Ferrari was a Maybach, followed by three big G-Class vehicles.
One of the old classmates recognized the Maybach and exclaimed in excitement, "A yellow plate! A Maybach 62 Zeppelin! There's only one in Jiangcheng!"
Such a display of wealth startled Gao's mother and son as well as the director.
Gao Ning, recently returned to the country, naturally didn't know who owned the Maybach. Gao's mother, a woman, was clueless about cars.
But Director Song knew well that the only Maybach 62 Zeppelin in Jiangcheng belonged to the Chu family!
"Chu... President…" He looked at Chu Yuxuan, now seemingly understanding, his face turning ashen with fear.
"It's over… it's over!"
Chu Yuxuan was somewhat surprised, glancing sideways at the chubby bodyguard who got out of the Ferrari, quickly moved to the back of the Maybach, opened the door, and stood respectfully by.
At the same time, seven or eight people wearing matching black suits got out of the three big G-Class vehicles, lined up on the roadside, and bowed to Chu Yuxuan, "Young Master!"
The address of "Young Master" left everyone around stunned! Director Song's legs felt weak, and his palms were damp with sweat.
Xia Zhu's mouth hung open, her face full of disbelief.
This ordinary man, who had been her husband for two years, whom she could call and dismiss at will, who lived off driving for a living, turned out to be...
Like finding out the rock she had kicked for two years was actually a priceless gem?
The shock was beyond words.
The agent next to her was dizzy, repeatedly pinching her thigh, trembling, "Xia Zhu, am I dreaming? It must be a nightmare!"
The old classmates were dumbfounded. In less than half an hour, Chu Yuxuan's identity had shifted from a ride-hailing driver to a company president, then to a kept man, and now to a wealthy young master!
Recalling high school, Chu Yuxuan's attire had never seemed like that of a rich man's son! This "Young Master" identity was indeed a shock.
The old class monitor's face changed colors, from red to purple, regretting having wanted to stand up for Chu Yuxuan earlier… only to retreat with seriousness upon learning he was from the Gao family… feeling utterly humiliated and regretful.
Gao's mother and son looked at each other, puzzled about whose young master it was, when Chu Zhiqing slowly got out of the car.
"Wow, this is quite a scene..." Chu Zhiqing looked around and, seeing Chu Yuxuan, added a smile to his authoritative face, even showing a hint of flattery, "Son, you weren't bullied, were you? Did Dad come… not too late?"
Chu Yuxuan rolled his eyes, did not respond, and instead looked at the Ferrari thoughtfully.
Gao's family: ?!!!
Zhao Yanan hadn't expected Chu Zhiqing to come in person, and her expression turned unnatural. She hurried over and greeted, "Uncle Zhiqing… I'm sorry for causing you trouble again!"
"You little girl," Chu Zhiqing pretended to be angry, "still calling me Uncle?"
Zhao Yanan pursed her lips and awkwardly said, "Dad…"
Gao's family: ?!!!
"That's right!" Chu Zhiqing smiled, "It's been several days since the wedding, and you still can't get used to it? If you call me wrong next time, I'll really be angry."
"Understood…" Zhao Yanan lowered her head, not daring to say more.
Chen Qiang looked at the wealthy magnate with a "God of Gamblers" aura, then at Chu Yuxuan, who was intently focused on the Ferrari, feeling confused and retreating a few steps timidly.
He never imagined Chu Yuxuan's status was so high!
Why had he been driving for a living before?
Was this a cliché plot of a wealthy young master not accepting family control and having to return home to inherit the fortune?
"Nannan, you don't need to be so polite with me in the future. You're Chu's daughter-in-law, and if anyone bullies you, you should tell me immediately!" Chu Zhiqing said, glaring at Gao's family with a cold smile, "I'm not a big shot, but I do have some influence in Jiangcheng, don't I, Mrs. Gao?!"
The last three words were heavily emphasized.
Gao's mother and son shuddered in unison!