Chapter 10: Hello, Brother Wei

The Mercedes Sprinter worth over a million seemed utterly worthless in the young man’s mouth, leaving Wu Bei momentarily stunned.

He glanced again at the blue sports coupe. The car had been modified, its chassis hugging the ground tightly. Although the emblem had been deliberately removed, it was undoubtedly valuable.

A few years ago, when he was serving in the capital, he had come across many second-generation rich kids who loved to customize their cars just like this.

Could it be that this guy was from the capital?

Elsewhere.

The young man impatiently shoved Han Wei aside, frowning as he urged, “I’ll pay you two hundred thousand. Cash or transfer? I’m in a hurry!”

He had seen wealthy and arrogant people before, but never anyone quite this brazen.

Han Wei was crude, but since he was close to Luo Xue, he certainly wasn’t foolish. He immediately sensed he had struck a hard nut to crack.

After a moment of thought, he forced a smile as delicate as a blooming chrysanthemum. “What should I call you, brother? Maybe our boss is friends with your family…”

“Just pay for the damage, and don’t bother calling me anything!” The young man cut him off, glancing around before pointing to the self-service bank across the street with a smirk. “Come on, I’ll get you some money!”

Then, turning back, he nodded toward a hotel security guard. “Find any repair shop; I’m staying in room 888!”

Before the guard could respond, Han Wei suddenly sprang forward like he’d been stung, his expression exaggerated. “Room 888? Isn’t that Caesar’s only presidential suite? I heard even people with money can’t always get a room there. Brother, are you related to the boss?”

“Is there anything money can’t get nowadays? If there is, it means your money isn’t enough yet!” The young man tilted his head disdainfully.

Han Wei’s face fell awkwardly, but he smiled obsequiously, completely forgetting that the young man had just slapped him moments ago.

“Hurry up, I’m in a rush!”

Ignoring Han Wei’s embarrassment, the young man strode toward the self-service bank.

Han Wei stood dumbfounded for three seconds before ordering his men, “Clean up the scene; don’t let it affect the hotel’s business.”

He then jogged after the young man. “Brother, whether you pay or not doesn’t matter. Let’s just be friends.”

With the excitement over, the curious onlookers dispersed.

Wu Bei narrowed his eyes at Han Wei for a moment, then followed swiftly.

Outside the bank, Han Wei gripped his phone and called, “Boss Luo, that kid who hit our car doesn’t seem ordinary…”

Through the bright glass window, Wu Bei saw the young man withdrawing cash with his back turned, when suddenly someone dove behind Han Wei.

“Hello, Wei Ge?”

Wu Bei tapped Han Wei’s shoulder.

“What the hell—”

Han Wei instinctively turned his head, but before he could react, darkness clouded his vision as someone pulled his shirt up from below, covering his head.

At the same moment, a sharp, intense pain radiated from his lower abdomen.

Wu Bei pressed down on Han Wei’s head with his left hand and punched him several times with his right.

“Who’s there! Help!”

Han Wei struggled and screamed in terror.

Unfortunately, his men were busy handling the accident and didn’t notice. Besides, the street’s distance muffled his cries.

During the scuffle, Wu Bei swiftly hooked Han Wei’s leg, tripping him to the ground, then delivered two heavy blows to his head.

Han Wei soon lost consciousness, collapsing into a deep faint.

Coughing suddenly, the dreadlocked young man emerged from the bank, having witnessed everything.

Wu Bei glanced at him, and the young man gave a thumbs-up. “Brother, I’m intermittently blind. You keep going!”

After a grateful look, Wu Bei turned and walked away.

“Brother, Second Brother likes you. If you’re interested, come find me in room 888! My surname’s Luo!”

A few steps away, the young man’s voice echoed behind Wu Bei.

Wu Bei quickened his pace, using a parked car to slip out of the young man’s sight.

But he didn’t go far, hiding behind a utility vehicle. He needed to confirm if Han Wei had seen him; otherwise, trouble would be inevitable.

Once Wu Bei left, the young man immediately leaned over Han Wei. “Hey, wake up, don’t sleep now!”

“Who’s there? Don’t hit me!”

Han Wei, still dazed, looked up terrified.

The self-proclaimed Second Brother grinned mischievously and clicked his tongue. “Old brother, I didn’t realize you’re quite the performance artist, making yourself fall flat on your face.”

“I… I fell by myself?”

Han Wei’s bruised face was filled with confusion and ignorance.

The young man nodded repeatedly. “That’s right. I saw it all clearly.”

“Ouch… It hurts… I think my ribs are broken…”

Hesitating for a moment, Han Wei clutched his abdomen and let out a miserable groan.

Meanwhile, in a private room of the Caesar Crown, Luo Xue was sweating profusely.

The girl she called “Ms. Nianxia” stirred her coffee calmly. “Boss Luo, I want all the information on the employee you bullied at your company this morning.”