Mu Jinyu, upon hearing Chen Zhiwei speak of him in such a way, suddenly became displeased and glared at him, saying, "Who started cursing first? Who really lacks quality? If I say you're a broke ass, then you're a broke ass, why look down on people with your snobby eyes!"
"You?!" Chen Zhiwei, seeing Mu Jinyu repeatedly calling him a broke ass, was also infuriated and immediately furrowed his brows and glared.
Look at who he thinks he is, then look at me, dressed in name brands, clearly sophisticated, and he dares shamelessly claim I'm a broke ass?!
Chen Zhiwei was about to retort.
Mu Jinyu cut him off, "What about you?! Calling you a broke ass and you can't accept it, right? You think just because you dress up semi-decently, you're successful?"
Chen Zhiwei's chest heaved slightly, he was so angry he was about to explode.
What kind of person is this guy, looking down on people, pretending... and he dares to attribute these words to me?
Chen Zhiwei intended to curse Mu Jinyu outright, but seeing Wen Rou next to him, he forcibly suppressed his anger, not wanting to lose his composure and determined to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zhiwei coldly said, "Even if I'm not successful, I'm surely more successful than you!"
"Haha, it seems you really can't accept it, need me to skin you, huh?!" Mu Jinyu, seeing him still defiant, sneered, then suddenly asked, "Do you know how I knew you are a broke ass?"
"You just spew bullshit!" Before Chen Zhiwei could speak, Liu Qingyue jumped in, scolding angrily.
"Hmm?!" Upon hearing this, Mu Jinyu's eyes emitted a cold glint, so fierce that Liu Qingyue involuntarily stepped back several paces.
He initially meant to slap her, but considering she was a foolish woman, Mu Jinyu decided to spare her this once.
Looking at Chen Zhiwei, who showed a bit of fear in his eyes, Mu Jinyu's lips twitched slightly, and he sneered:
"You come here with a gift, obviously to give a present, yet your eyes are self-deprecating yet envious, indicating you're not here to visit friends, but to curry favor with a leader or some big shot. Since you're envious when you see these houses, it indicates you can't afford these villas, even the ordinary ones here are a source of envy; what else could you be but a broke ass?"
Listening to Mu Jinyu's extensive analysis, Chen Zhiwei's face turned slightly pale, his gaze bewildered; how could it sound so reasonable?
Liu Qingyue also unconsciously nodded slightly, um, logical and convincing...
Ah, spit!
They were baffled for a moment then snapped back, so angry they were about to explode!
What the hell is this inferiority complex mixed with jealousy? Envy even ordinary villas, isn't that a broke ass?
Damn it, the villas here, the cheapest costs over a hundred million, how many can afford one?
Isn't it perfectly normal to feel a bit envious when they see such mansions?
How does that make them broke asses?
Chen Zhiwei, furious, glared at Mu Jinyu, no longer caring about showing any gentlemanly demeanor in front of Wen Rou, shot back, "According to you, there must hardly be any broke asses in this world. What about you then? You can't afford the houses here either, aren't you also envious and jealous? Plus, you obviously haven't seen much of the world, yet you pretend and claim you have an apartment here? You're even more laughable, both a broke ass and a country bumpkin!"
Mu Jinyu shook his head slightly, looking at Chen Zhiwei with pitying and sorrowful eyes, clicked his tongue a few times, then leisurely said, "So I say you all look down on people. I say you're broke asses, but my analysis is logical and valid. What about you guys? Just because I dress simply and like to look around at the scenery, you call me a country bumpkin? Without any logical explanation, isn't that looking down on people?"
Chen Zhiwei, enraged yet amused, said, "Ha, by saying that, are you implying that you're a dark horse, that you can afford a villa here?"
"I can't afford it," Mu Jinyu shook his head honestly.
"Ha..." Chen Zhiwei and Liu Qingyue were just about to mock him.
Mu Jinyu added, "But I might win the lottery and become rich overnight."
"..." Just as they were about to curse at Mu Jinyu, their fierce expressions froze.
They had a sinking feeling, took several more careful looks at Mu Jinyu, and seeing his confident, rural bum demeanor swearing by it, could it be...
Did this bumpkin truly step in dog poop, win the lottery and end up owning a villa here?
Chen Zhiwei's expression fluctuated as he pondered the truth behind Mu Jinyu's words.
Suddenly, Mu Jinyu pulled several bright red booklets from his pocket.
Chen Zhiwei, with his sharp eyes, recognized them as real estate certificates, his expression froze, and he felt a sinking feeling in his heart, thinking how this rural yokel had stumbled upon such good fortune—
Mu Jinyu walked up to Chen Zhiwei, holding the bright red booklets, and without any courtesy, softly slapped them against his face several times.
"How about that, are you convinced now? I am incredibly lucky. Even if I can't afford these houses, I can still live in them. You poor sod, still dare to call me a bumpkin?"
Chen Zhiwei was dumbfounded, having been slapped multiple times on the face with the red booklets by Mu Jinyu. When he came to his senses, he felt as if there was a nuclear bomb exploding in his chest.
"You?!" Chen Zhiwei, infuriated, his face flushing red, felt utterly humiliated, especially since it happened in front of Wen Rou, and being fiercely slapped in the face by Mu Jinyu made him feel extremely awkward.
Chen Zhiwei reached out to grab the booklets from Mu Jinyu's hand, but Mu Jinyu reacted quickly, stepping back to avoid his grasp.
Seeing this, Chen Zhiwei could only glare hatefully at Mu Jinyu, not daring to go too far by tearing up his real estate certificates. His eyes nearly bursting with anger, he started to reason, "Even if you own a house here, does that give you the right to humiliate me?"
Because he thought of Mu Jinyu as just a lucky yokel rather than a truly powerful and influential tycoon, Chen Zhiwei dared to retort. If it had been a billionaire here, no matter how humiliated, he wouldn't dare to make a peep.
Mu Jinyu fanned himself with the red booklets, not minding Chen Zhiwei's anger at all, and said calmly, "We had no grievances; who started by calling people yokels as soon as they opened their mouth? And kept on repeating it?"
"The principle that he who insults others will often be insulted in return, don't you understand it?!" Mu Jinyu looked at Chen Zhiwei, his smile almost mocking.
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhiwei's annoyed expression paused.
He then realized that the one who started the conflict… was indeed himself.
"Enough, let's drop it." Wen Rou, who had been silent until then, stepped forward just in time to smooth things over and apologized to Chen Zhiwei with a smile, "My friend just has this kind of personality, don't mind him. We'll be going now, let's meet again sometime."
With that, Wen Rou linked arms with Mu Jinyu and started walking towards Number One Villa.
At this moment, the security team leader along with several security guards hurried over.