Chapter 156 — Just What Kind of Man Are You? "Brother, all right, you've got your tricks," Wu Chengtian said, clapping Wei Zhao on the shoulder. "I've learned a thing or two today, my friend. We'll have plenty of time ahead of us."
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"Heh..." Wei Zhao looked at Wu Chengtian, a faint, almost imperceptible smile flickering at the corner of his mouth. "I've got no end of tricks. You can take your time discovering them."
Sun Jingyan watched what Wu Chengtian was doing and frowned, wanting to warn Wei Zhao, though she was not quite sure of it. Besides, given the ties between the Sun and Wu families, she could hardly contradict Wu Chengtian in public; if word reached the elders, it would seem she was being childish, siding with an outsider... So Sun Jingyan was truly caught in a bind, unwilling to see Wei Zhao suffer any loss, yet unable to be certain whether Wu Chengtian had done something underhanded to him.
Wu Chengtian gave a cold humph, naturally taking Wei Zhao's words for mere face-saving talk. His goal was accomplished, and he had no reason to linger. He strode quickly out of the bar; he needed to have someone look into Wei Zhao's background first, to see just what this fellow's origins were before making any further decisions.
Once outside the bar door, Wu Chengtian relaxed and took a look, discovering there were only seven or eight hundred yuan inside, nothing else at all, not even an ID card.
Just a pauper, Wu Chengtian cursed inwardly. He had meant to check Wei Zhao's ID card, to look up his background from the address and number on it, but it seemed that idea could only be abandoned.
This shabby wallet, bought for a few yuan at some street stall, probably? Wu Chengtian examined its workmanship and material, somewhat speechless. With that family background, could Sun Jingyan really fancy him? Was there some mistake? Could he be a coworker or something dragged in at the last minute just to make up the numbers?
The wallet was of course Wei Zhao's. When Wu Chengtian was leaving, he had deliberately patted Wei Zhao and exchanged a few polite words, and it was while speaking that he had deftly lifted the wallet.
With the Wu family's iron-hand skill, lifting a wallet was effortless. The Wu family trained the speed of the hands; petty pickpocketing was all too simple for him—even a waste of talent.
"A tip for you." Wu Chengtian casually handed a small stack of bills from Wei Zhao's wallet to the doorman. "A reward for you. The name's Wei Zhao."
"Thank you, Brother Lin, you're really generous, Brother Lin." The doorman took the tip from Wu Chengtian's hand with some surprise. Though there was no shortage of wealthy people here, and some did tip the doormen, fifty or a hundred was already considered good. They were not like the beer girls or the private-room hostesses, who got larger tips; doormen like them got almost nothing.
For Wu Chengtian to give seven or eight hundred yuan at once was simply more than anyone could ask for, so the doorman bowed and scraped to him with boundless gratitude.
"Gah gah..." Wu Chengtian felt a wave of satisfaction. Wei Zhao, let's see how you pay the bill in a minute. You won't make the woman pay, will you? That would be far too humiliating for you. Gah gah...
At the thought of Wei Zhao about to be embarrassed, Wu Chengtian shook off his earlier gloom, hummed a little tune, and hailed a taxi. He had only just come to Songshan City and had not yet bought a car, so he took taxis everywhere.
He casually tossed Wei Zhao's shabby wallet to the ground. Naturally he did not care about such a trifling sum; it was only to make Wei Zhao lose face. As for the tip to the doorman, that was merely to satisfy his own perverse humor, to disgust Wei Zhao a little.
After Wu Chengtian had gone, Sun Jingyan looked at Wei Zhao apologetically. "Take a look, see if anything's missing..."
"Missing something?" Wei Zhao glanced at Sun Jingyan, thinking to himself that this girl's heart was not rotten to the core after all, since she knew to warn him. Still, he feigned ignorance. "What would be missing?"