Where her finger pointed stood a massive black behemoth—a Mercedes-Benz GL400 with distinct lines, gleaming paint, and an imposing presence.

Anyone with the slightest knowledge of Mercedes-Benz knew that the GL was a high-end model in their SUV series. The GL400, in particular, was hailed as a legendary vehicle in China, a rare find indeed.

It was clear that such a high-end luxury car couldn't be compared to ordinary vehicles; they weren't in the same league. Even the Mercedes-Benz E-Class they were currently riding in, worth over four hundred thousand, was nothing in its presence. It was like comparing a greasy spoon diner to a high-end restaurant in a shopping mall—they were simply incomparable.

Of course, she didn't believe that someone like Chen Fei, dressed head-to-toe in knock-offs, could possibly own a luxury car worth millions. She had pointed it out deliberately, just to make him look foolish.

But she never expected Chen Fei to simply offer a mysterious smile, casually pull a car key fob from his left pocket, and say with a grin, "I didn't realize you had such a sharp eye, Miss Zheng. That's right, that's my car!"

With that, he pressed a button on the fob. From a short distance away, the black behemoth emitted a soft chime.

"He, he…" Director Ge, sitting in the driver's seat, was completely stunned, his tongue tied and unable to form a single word.

As a bona fide businessman, he knew that anyone who could own such a car, especially at such a young age, was definitely not an ordinary person they could afford to look down on. To think they had been so condescending, mocking Chen Fei by saying he couldn't afford a nice car. And the result? Their faces were probably swollen from the slap of reality.

That Mercedes-Benz GL400 is worth over a million! If that's not a luxury car, then what does that make this E-Class I'm driving? Scrap metal? His face flushed crimson with shame.

Zheng Yan, who had been as proud as a swan, constantly looking down her nose at Chen Fei, now looked as if she were being choked. Her face flushed with panicked embarrassment, leaving her speechless. Are you kidding me? A big shot who can afford a Mercedes-Benz GL400, and so young, too! How could a mere flight attendant like me dare to provoke him? That was a death wish! I completely overestimated myself!

Moreover, a luxury car of this caliber was something even the Director Zhang they kept mentioning couldn't hope to match. Although there was a saying that officials shouldn't flaunt their wealth, for ordinary people like them, seeing was believing. The ability to afford such a car was proof of power. Money was the ultimate truth!

"Uh, that is… Mr. Chen, we were in the wrong just now. Please don't take it to heart," Director Ge finally managed to say, his forehead beaded with sweat.

Although he still had no idea about Chen Fei's background, he knew one thing for sure: a young man who could drive such an expensive car was far beyond their league. He immediately tried to make amends, hoping Chen Fei wouldn't hold a grudge and spare them from unnecessary trouble.

Seeing this, Chen Fei merely scoffed, not even bothering to waste his breath on them. He pulled Chu Yan, who was sitting beside him, out of the car. "Let's go. We'll head to the venue for your birthday party tonight."

While he believed in being magnanimous and not stooping to the level of petty people, he couldn't deny the immense satisfaction of finally getting some payback. He stepped out of the car with his back held straight, casting a disdainful, contemptuous glance at the despicable pair. Pathetic losers. You think you can act tough in front of a handsome devil like me? Go on, keep trying. Tch, what a joke.

"Little, Little…" As Chen Fei helped Chu Yan out of the car, Zheng Yan, still reeling from the shock, tried to call out to her best friend, but her boyfriend quickly interrupted her with a gesture. He shot her a warning look and shook his head, finally snapping her back to reality. She watched Chu Yan's retreating figure, her eyes filled with envy.

After all, that was a Mercedes worth millions. Making an entrance in a car like that would be so prestigious, so classy! But now, I've lost that chance.

At that thought, she looked at her boyfriend's Mercedes, once a source of immense pride. The car, worth over four hundred thousand, no longer seemed so exciting. Instead, she felt a hint of disdain.

Still, she didn't dare let her feelings show. She said, "Little Yan left with that guy. How are we going to explain this to Director Zhang?" It was clear now that she and her boyfriend had conspired to sell out her supposed best friend to gain favors from Director Zhang of the Health Bureau office.

But now their plan had gone up in smoke, and she had no idea what to do.

"We'll just have to explain it carefully when we go pick him up. Besides, it's not my fault. Can Director Zhang even afford a car of that caliber?" Director Ge muttered cautiously.

I wanted to use Chu Yan to get on Director Zhang's good side, but I didn't expect this formidable obstacle to appear out of nowhere. I'm completely out of my depth. No matter how influential Director Zhang is, he can't expect me, a guy in a Mercedes E-Class, to go head-to-head with someone in a GL400, right? I'm not an idiot. Why should I?

Meanwhile, after Chen Fei and Chu Yan got into his car, she kept staring at him with a peculiar expression that made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Hey, Chatterbox, why are you staring at me like that? Don't tell me you've forgotten who I am after just a few minutes," Chen Fei couldn't help but tease.

"Forgotten you? You're the big jerk who gave me some unknown Dao Talisman for my birthday. I'd recognize you even if you were turned to ash!" Miss Chu Yan retorted, pouting playfully.

"What do you mean, 'unknown Dao Talisman'? I told you, it's a Super Divine Talisman handcrafted by me, Master Chen! It's unique and priceless. It can bring good luck, ward off disaster, and even enhance your beauty..." Chen Fei protested earnestly, refusing to let it go.

"Stop! Stop! Just shut up, I get it! The Ghostly Talisman Scripts produced by the great Master Chen are definitely worth collecting. Just do me a favor and spare me the lecture," Chu Yan surrendered, shaking her head with a look of resignation.

After a moment, she couldn't help but curiously examine the luxurious interior of the massive vehicle. Like a curious child, her large, expressive eyes seemed to ask, "So, Master Chen, you big trickster, fess up. Are you one of those legendary second-generation rich kids?"

"Second-generation rich kid?"

Chen Fei gave her a weary look. "What is going on in that head of yours? I already told you, I'm a young and capable man with extraordinary abilities. I earned the money for this myself, alright? I just picked it up a couple of days ago. What do you think? Not too shabby, eh?"

It was obvious he was genuinely pleased with the car, or he wouldn't be showing it off so proudly. His pride seemed to confirm that its reputation as a "legendary vehicle" in the Mercedes SUV series wasn't just hype, but a fact acknowledged by consumers.

"It's really nice, but it must have been ridiculously expensive, right?" Chu Yan couldn't help but ask.

"It was about what you'd expect. Anyway, don't mind me for being nosy, but was that woman really your super, super close best friend? From where I was sitting, it looked like she was trying to push you into a pit of fire," Chen Fei said, brushing off her question before changing the subject.

Ever since his power and resources had grown, he spoke more freely, without his former hesitation. He said whatever was on his mind, always with good intentions.

"Sigh, I actually suspected it. What happened today was definitely their plan. It's just... when I first started at the company, Sister Yan took really good care of me. That's why I never called her out on it. I didn't want to ruin our friendship," Miss Chu Yan admitted with a rare sigh, a hint of sadness in her voice.

But just as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly lit up. She leaned in, studying Chen Fei closely for a moment before nodding with reluctant approval. "Hey, you big jerk, do me a favor."

"A favor?" Seeing her expression, Chen Fei had a bad feeling. He instinctively clutched his shirt and grumbled, "Another favor? Let me be clear, I don't do murder or arson!"

"Of course, of course, hehe."

Miss Chu Yan widened her already large eyes, striking an adorable pose. In a syrupy-sweet voice, she cooed, "Hey, you big meanie, do you think I'm pretty?"

"Pretty? Are you kidding me? Stop being so cringe."

Chen Fei, however, cruelly tapped her on the head. With a look of mock disgust, he said, "Spit it out. If you keep up this cutesy act, don't blame me if I lose my patience and kick you out of the car."

Though his words were harsh, anyone who saw his eyes darting back and forth would have immediately known he was flustered. Miss Chu Yan's act had been devastatingly cute: her curvaceous figure, her beautiful face, her long, slender legs with perfect proportions wrapped in black pantyhose, and that "moe" aura you only see in anime, topped off with those big, watery eyes… It was no wonder Chen Fei couldn't maintain his composure and resorted to blustering.

"Hey, you hit my head again! If you hit my head one more time, this young lady is going to get really angry!" Chu Yan cried out in mock grievance, covering her head with both hands and pouting adorably.

"Alright, alright, can you get to the point? What is it?" Chen Fei said lazily, his composure as steadfast as a devout monk's.

"Hmph! You big jerk!"

Seeing his nonchalant attitude, Chu Yan became even more infuriated. Her pretty face puffed up like a steamed dumpling as she said, "There's an annoying guy showing up later, and I don't want to deal with him. Big jerk, you're going to be my shield!"

"A shield? This again?" A dozen black lines seemed to appear on Chen Fei's forehead. He knew it was too good to be true. Being used as a shield again… what a curse

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