Chapter Eighty-Eight: You Can’t Stand Me, Yet You Can’t Get Rid of Me!
Everyone was mocking Shen Guodong’s ignorance!
Contrary to the crowd, Zhou Meiniang watched everything with great interest.
She knew well enough what this man was capable of!
The moment just now had moved her deeply; ever since she’d decided to follow this man with unwavering loyalty, she understood that some people were born with an irresistible charisma.
And Shen Guodong was precisely such a man!
There seemed to be a natural magnetism about him, as if he were born under a spell.
What would he do next?
After all, in this situation, anyone else would feel thoroughly embarrassed!
Moreover, Shen Guodong’s tone had been far too arrogant…
As these thoughts crossed her mind, Shen Guodong only sneered, his gaze fixed upon those before him, not bothering to offer any further explanation.
He waited until the laughter and chatter faded into silence.
The crowd gradually quieted.
They exchanged glances, each one watching Shen Guodong, as if hoping to find some trace of shame or discomfort on his face.
But in the end, they were disappointed.
Shen Guodong’s expression remained composed, utterly unaffected by them; he showed no sign of awkwardness or unease whatsoever.
What kind of person was this, they wondered? Was that young man truly incapable of feeling embarrassed?
Everyone was left bewildered.
Yet Shen Guodong gave a gentle smile. “If you cannot comprehend my words, it only proves your own ignorance. Perhaps two or three hundred yuan a month seems a fine, stable job to you—but for me, it isn’t enough to fill the gap between my teeth. Do not measure the breadth of the earth with your narrow vision—do you understand?”
His words were calm, as gentle as a spring breeze.
A job within the system, though envied by many and guaranteeing food and clothing, was, to tell the truth, nothing remarkable. Shen Guodong had never held it in any regard.
Not to mention after his rebirth—even before that, Shen Guodong had always scorned such positions!
He had once harbored grand ambitions.
He’d long since wanted to resign…
In his previous life, Shen Nanfeng had indeed quit his job, though it took many twists and turns before he truly rose to prominence!
“So, you’re saying you’re richer than I am?” Chen Longhui sneered. “I, Chen, may not be especially talented, but after so many years, I’ve at least become a factory director! But are you telling us you’re already a man of means?”
Shen Guodong burst out laughing. “A ten-thousand-yuan household? Is that really all you think of me?”
Did they truly look down on him so much?
He patted the pocket of his jacket. The receipt for the appliances he’d bought just the other day was still there, along with a recent bank slip for several thousand yuan.
He tossed the slips out without another word.
Those slips spoke for themselves.
Chen Longhui, though clearly displeased, couldn’t help his curiosity. He bent down and picked up the papers.
At once, his expression stiffened.
The appliance receipt was nearly ten thousand yuan! There was also a record of a large cash withdrawal.
This proved Shen Guodong’s account had indeed held that much money recently—and, what’s more, there was another deposit slip for several thousand yuan only a few days apart.
He was utterly stunned!
Could this man truly be so wealthy?
Others crowded forward in curiosity.
When they saw the numbers on the slips, each of them was left dumbfounded. None of them had expected that this unremarkable man before them was, in fact, a ten-thousand-yuan household!
Their shock was indescribable, their minds went blank.
“He’s a ten-thousand-yuan household!”
“Not an ordinary one, either. He bought a Toshiba color TV for several thousand yuan as easily as buying a snack—that’s an imported product, brand new.”
“He bought two at once—how many people could do such a thing?”
“It’s simply unimaginable! How could it be true?”
“There’s only a few days between these receipts, and then he deposits several thousand yuan more—what does he do to have such money? He could just buy a motorcycle outright!”
“No wonder he’s so arrogant. Even the factory director’s not good enough for this woman—she chose to follow him, and now the reason is obvious.”
Everyone began to talk at once, but their glances toward Shen Guodong had already changed.
The impact was overwhelming!
They could not fathom what lay before their eyes. Their feelings were a chaotic whirlwind, flooding their minds in an instant.
The astonishment was beyond words.
It was as if everyone had gone mad!
At this moment, their astonishment knew no bounds.
A ten-thousand-yuan household—how distant a dream that seemed. Yet here one was, sitting right before them.
Although Chen Longhui was wealthier than most, after the family’s expenses, even he found it difficult to reach that threshold. He stood rooted to the spot, hardly able to speak, a feeling of unspeakable discomfort churning inside him…
“So, may I ask you to leave now? Don’t flaunt your little status before me—a few hundred yuan a month is child’s play to me!” Shen Guodong said with disdain.
It wasn’t that he was so rich—he simply didn’t care about such a paltry sum. Earning that much took him no effort at all.
To challenge him over money—what a joke!
He could easily make the man ashamed of himself.
Chen Longhui slunk back to his seat, unwilling but helpless to do anything. He did have some money, but as a man working within the system, to flaunt it would be his undoing!
After all, with so many people present, who knew if someone might report him?
Now he found Shen Guodong utterly insufferable, yet there was nothing to be done. As the saying goes—he couldn’t stand Shen Guodong, but neither could he defeat him!
That was the most exasperating feeling, and there was nothing more to say.
For a moment, he was at a loss for words.
But the look he kept giving Shen Guodong said it all: if ever he encountered this man in Shencheng, he would never let him off so easily.
That was inevitable.
Beside them, Zhou Meiniang watched Shen Guodong’s performance, lips pressed together in a secretive, enchanting smile.