Why is This Troublemaker So Damn Rich?

Yang Hui stood up and smiled. "What’s there to be nervous about? You’re the client. Have you forgotten that the customer is always right?"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yang Na felt a bit reluctant to see him go. She stood up and chided him playfully, "Any customer who believes that has been completely suckered."

"Alright, I’m leaving."

Yang Na quietly followed behind him, looking unhappy.

The setting sun shone through the window, casting a golden light on Yang Na’s smooth, bare legs that was almost dazzling.

"How about a hug?"

Yang Na stepped forward, her faint perfume mixing with her natural scent. He suddenly regretted his impulsive suggestion. She obviously wouldn’t refuse, and he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to pull himself away.

Yang Hui pulled Yang Na firmly into his embrace, his palm kneading her rear through her business suit and creating suggestive creases in the fabric. As he lowered his head, the tip of his nose brushed against her earlobe, his breath hot. "I’m going now. Keep it up." His hand gave her curved backside a final, crisp slap.

Yang Na watched his retreating back with a resentful gaze, a tingling sensation still lingering on her butt. ’He always just flirts and runs, so irresponsible.’

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A musical ringtone went off.

On his way home, Yang Hui reached out and pressed the answer button on his Bluetooth headset.

"Sun Tao?"

"A Hui, are you working today?"

"It’s the weekend, so no. What’s up? Are you in Qingzhou?"

Sun Tao was a high school classmate. Back in the day, he and Yang Hui often went to internet cafes to play games together, and they were on good terms. He had studied medicine and was now a dentist back in their hometown.

"Yeah, I’m with Meng Fei right now. If you’re free, come over for a couple of drinks tonight." He then sent the address to Yang Hui.

After starting the navigation, the black Mercedes-Benz E-Class made a U-turn and headed for the restaurant.

He had a hospitable personality, especially towards old high school friends he’d been close with. Whenever they came to Qingzhou, he would always treat them to the best food and drinks.

He smoothly reversed the Mercedes E300L into a shaded spot in the country-style restaurant’s parking lot. When he turned it off, the engine let out a low sigh.

Led by a waiter, he arrived at the private room where Sun Tao was.

The moment he pushed the door open, a dim blue spotlight in the private room happened to sweep across someone’s face. Three or four blurry silhouettes were slumped around a circular table.

The figure closest to the door suddenly leaned forward, half his face illuminated by the overhead light. "The latecomer has to take three penalty shots!" The familiar, booming voice was none other than Sun Tao’s.

As the host, Meng Fei greeted him, "A Hui, it’s been years. You’re even more handsome than before."

Another person sneered but said nothing. It was Zheng Lei, someone who had never been particularly friendly with him. The two had their share of friction back in high school.

But he was on good terms with Meng Fei, so it wasn’t surprising to see him here.

He sat down next to Sun Tao. Although Sun Tao had been yelling about three penalty shots, he knew Yang Hui couldn’t hold his liquor, so he asked, "A Hui, can you drink a little?"

"Pour me some. Since you’re here, I have to have at least a little."

Sun Tao was delighted, feeling that his old classmate was showing him respect. But when he poured the liquor, he didn’t fill the glass all the way, clearly signaling for him to drink within his limits.

"A Hui, we haven’t been in touch for so many years. I only heard from Sun Tao that you were making a life for yourself in Qingzhou. What field are you in now?"

The dishes had all been served. Meng Fei raised his glass, inviting everyone to join in a toast, before asking him the question.

Upon learning that Yang Hui was in retail and in charge of Airex, Meng Fei said with a laugh, "I’ve bought that brand before. Next time I’ll come find you at the store for a discount."

Zheng Lei deliberately chimed in, "Meng Fei, have some standards. What kind of brand is Airex? Nobody would be caught dead wearing it now. I suggest you check out NLB. The quality and style are way better than Airex."

Yang Hui glanced at him and sneered. ’That’s still my bread and butter,’ he thought, but didn’t bother to respond.

The grudge between him and Zheng Lei all started with Lin Yu. Back in high school, Zheng Lei had a crush on Lin Yu, but she ended up spending all her time with Yang Hui, strolling around the school track and disappearing into the woods with him. It was a classic case of a stolen love.

His family was well-off. In high school, his clothes were always either Nike or Adidas, and he even had all sorts of limited-edition Air Jordans that he often flaunted in class.

Rumor had it his family owned a factory and sometimes even got orders from Adidas and Nike.

’Back then, I didn’t know any better, but now I suspect the stuff he wore in school might have been high-quality fakes, not authentic products. Still, there was no denying his family was rich.’

’But in the past couple of years, a lot of international sportswear brands have moved their manufacturing to smaller countries in Southeast Asia. His family’s factory has probably seen a sharp drop in orders, or maybe even lost them all. I wonder how he’s been doing.’

Sun Tao was getting annoyed. He stood up and said, "Old Zheng, we’re old classmates who haven’t seen each other in years. Let’s chug one together."

Looking at the full glass of liquor, Zheng Lei quickly shook his head. "No chugging. I can’t hold my liquor either."

"Fuck, we’re just getting started and you’re already tapping out. No wonder Lin Yu wasn’t into you back then."

That remark hit a sore spot. Zheng Lei shot to his feet. "Fuck... What did you just say?"

He was about to start cursing, but then he stood up and remembered that Sun Tao used to be the PE class rep, and he immediately deflated.

"I’m saying a real man can’t admit defeat. You don’t even have the guts to chug one drink? How embarrassing is that?"

"Fuck—"

Unable to resist the taunt, Zheng Lei chugged the drink with him. He was a lightweight to begin with, and after downing that glass, his head was spinning and his words started to slur.

But it also gave him some liquid courage. "Let me tell you guys, I’ve been over Lin Yu for a long time. You mentioning her doesn’t make me angry at all."

Yang Hui sneered silently. ’I just ran into Lin Yu yesterday,’ he thought. ’Otherwise, I might have forgotten what her skin felt like.’

Sun Tao let out a surprised "Oh?" and said, "When did this happen? You were pining for her for so long and you just gave up?"

Zheng Lei refilled his glass and staggered over to Yang Hui. "Yang... Yang Hui, let’s have a drink. I... I’m telling you, back in senior year, you were always dragging Lin Yu into the woods for ten, twenty minutes at a time. I stopped liking her back then. I knew you did it with her."

’Who’s he looking down on? If we’d really "done it," would it only have taken ten minutes?’

’Looks like this Zheng Lei really can’t perform. The fact that he associates ten minutes with *that* says a lot. But I am curious how a supposedly lovelorn guy like him ever got over it.’

Before he could ask, Sun Tao beat him to it. "I never would’ve guessed, Zheng Lei. You cut ties that decisively?"

Meng Fei cut in, "You guys must not know. Zheng Lei found a better target: our school belle, Huang Lingyu. They’ve been dating for almost six years now."

"Huang Lingyu?"

"Wasn’t she in Class 5? She wasn’t even in our class. How did you win her over?"

Zheng Lei gave a smug smile. He picked up the glass he’d originally intended to drink with Yang Hui and clinked it against Sun Tao’s instead. "For a man, looks aren’t enough," he said arrogantly. "You also need to have power. Economic power."

"Yang Hui, you and Lin Yu aren’t together anymore, are you? From what I hear, she found a rich guy."

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