Chapter 107 — We'll See About That
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When they reached the entrance of the snack street, Gu Mengyao was just about to tell Wei Zhao to fetch the car when she frowned, a flicker of irritation crossing her face. "Who parked like this? Have they no manners at all?"
Wei Zhao saw it too now: Gu Mengyao's Audi S5 was boxed in by several sports cars, though none of them were particularly high-end—a Geely Vision Coupe, a Hyundai Rohens, and the best of the lot, an Audi TT, still a grade below the S5.
Seeing Wei Zhao, Gu Mengyao, and Shen Yushu approach, a group of sharply dressed young people gathered around, whistling.
"These yours?" Wei Zhao glanced at the group. He could more or less guess that the cars hemming them in belonged to them—otherwise there was no way anyone would happen to be standing right here.
"Hey, brother, this your car?" A trendy-looking young man eyed the Audi S5 and addressed Wei Zhao.
"Move your cars." Wei Zhao did not answer. His face dark, he simply gave the order.
"What's with the attitude?" One of the girls shoved the young man who had just spoken aside. "It's just an S5, isn't it? It's not like I can't afford one. I see yours is the latest model—thought I'd have a word with you..."
"The car is mine. Who are you supposed to be? Stop blocking the road, or I'll call the police." Gu Mengyao frowned; she had no patience for this little delinquent. It wasn't the first time she'd run into something like this, though she always settled it by calling the police.
"Huh? The car isn't yours?" The girl glanced oddly at the car key in Wei Zhao's hand. "A driver? Doesn't look like one. You're her kept boy toy, aren't you?"
"Get lost!" Gu Mengyao was furious. What kind of talk was that? Kept boy toy? Couldn't she tell he was her enforcer? "Wei Zhao, get rid of them for me."
"Uh..." Wei Zhao gave a wry smile and said to the girl, "You heard her, didn't you? My young lady wants you to leave."
"Your young lady?" The girl blinked. "Oh, I get it. So you're her bodyguard."
"..." Wei Zhao offered no further explanation and simply nodded.
"How boring. You're pretty handsome—I thought you were some rich young master." The girl turned to Gu Mengyao. "So the car's yours. How about a race? Dare you?"
"Are you insane? Race what? I'm not brain-dead—why would I drag race?" Gu Mengyao said. "Are you going to move the car or not? Shall I call the police and have them tow it?"
"Tch, go ahead and call." The girl looked at Gu Mengyao with disdain. "Parking isn't prohibited here. What's the police going to do?"
"Wei Zhao, you handle this." Gu Mengyao, furious with the girl, pointed at Wei Zhao.
"Me?" Wei Zhao pointed at himself. But since the young lady had given the order, when else was the great human shield going to step up? Wei Zhao took two steps forward. "So you're not moving the cars?"
Dealing with rich young masters and misses like these was genuinely awkward for Wei Zhao—he couldn't very well get rough. Most of these people weren't bad at heart; they had simply lacked discipline at home, which was what had bred their rebellious streaks.
They were fundamentally different from the petty thugs who ran the streets. These kids were only looking for thrills, whereas the thugs made their living by stirring up trouble.
"So what if we don't move it?" The girl planted her hands on her hips defiantly.
"Which car is yours?" Wei Zhao gave her a mild glance and smiled.
"This one. What about it?" The girl pointed at the Audi TT blocking the S5's front.
Wei Zhao looked at the Audi TT and smiled faintly. This girl was clearly the leader of the bunch, and her status was certainly no simple matter compared to the rest.
Sports cars like Geely and Hyundai are generally affordable for any family of even modest means—nothing to make a fuss over. True, the lowest trim of an Audi TT still runs over five hundred thousand, but the license plate on this one made it plain that the girl's family was no ordinary household.