Strongest Security In World

Chapter 003 Very arrogant

Running on the wide street, Ye Feng, making sure no one was following, finally stopped, taking a deep breath and mockingly said, 'To be a hero like me is truly tragedies!'

He only then noticed his clothes, covered in mud from head to toe, especially the back, a large stain mixed with blood, dirt, and an unknown liquid. Ye Feng couldn't help but smile wryly, looking every bit like a farmer worker just coming from a construction site.

Suddenly, Ye Feng saw the expensive battlefield boots on his feet that had been cut by sharp glass, screams of despair, 'Oh my god! My shoes!' These boots that had been with Ye Feng for years were completely ruined; they were the last thing she left for him.

Feeling guilty, Ye Feng gave himself a hard slap, 'Zhap!' The crisp sound of a clear slap echoed, leaving a red fingerprint on his face, 'To be a hero, to stick out your head!'

At that moment, a mother and child passed by. The child, looking at Ye Feng's strange action, asked his mother, 'Mom, Mom, what's that uncle doing?'

The mother glanced at Ye Feng and pulled the child to run, still running and saying, 'Go quickly, that man is crazy! He must have run out of Wutai Mountain! How irresponsible are the mental hospitals now?'

Ye Feng had a very good ear and naturally heard the woman's words, feeling a bout of frustration, 'Where do I look like a**(crazy) person? s**t!'

But the mother and child had run out of sight long ago, so he could only roar into the air with this sentence.

'Alright, let's change my clothes first! Looking like this is too messy and it**(damages) my image.' Grousing, Ye Feng hailed a taxi and bowed in to sit down.

The driver didn't seem too surprised at Ye Feng's appearance. After all, this was a rather secluded area in Joker Qi, with many migrant workers, and Ye Feng didn't look much different from an average one. His tattered clothes and soiled body immediately put him in the category of a migrant worker.

If Ye Feng knew he had just been thought of as a**(crazy) person and now as a migrant worker, he wonders if he'd be so angry he'd die of frustration.

'Brother, where are we going?' The driver smiled at Ye Feng and casually passed him a cigarette. To him, migrant workers were nothing to be prejudiced against. He had been a migrant worker himself back in the day and felt an instinctive warmth towards Ye Feng, such a young worker.

Ye Feng took the cigarette from the driver, thanked him, 'Uncle driver, to the most bustling shopping street in Joker Qi!'

'Going to work?' The driver's expression indicated understanding; in his view, Ye Feng dressed like this wouldn't be going shopping!

Yefeng could tell by the driver's expression that the driver thought of him as a manual laborer, and he was about to explain but then abandoned the idea. He suddenly thought of a saying 'A valorous life needs no explanation!'

He took a leisurely drag from the cigarette in his hand and his gaze wandered to the window outside. Ten years had passed since he last returned, and Joker Qi still looked the same as he remembered. The place was lined with tall trees, lush green grass, and the air seemed particularly fresh.

"The air here in Joker Qi is so good! Much better than other places!"

"Of course it is! Joker Qi is the world's most suitable city for living, filled with towering trees. How could the air not be good? Young man, have you been away from Joker Qi for many years, huh?"

"Brother driver, how did you know that?"

"I could tell from your voice! Hahaha!"

"You're really good!"

"That's right, you should see how many different kinds of people I meet every day. How could I not understand these ins and outs? Isn't it a waste of all these years I've been driving a taxi for the past decade?"

The scenery outside the window began to change, with high-rise buildings appearing alongside the road and more people on the streets. The driver kept talking non-stop, and Yefeng hurriedly shouted, "Brother driver, stop the car!"

"Screech!"

"I've arrived. How much is it, brother driver? We can continue our chat next time!"

The taxi driver's endless chatter from everyday life, from cooking oil and salt, tea, to international events, seemed to know it all. Yefeng obediently listened along because he realized that he had nothing to say.

"Twenty-eight yuan!"

Yefeng casually handed the driver a hundred yuan bill, "Keep the change!" and turned to walk towards the Armani store not far away.

The driver looked at the hundred yuan bill in his hand and then looked at Yefeng's distant figure in surprise, muttered, "Are these days' manual laborers all so wealthy?"

Armani is an internationally renowned luxury brand, and few people can afford it. Hence, the salesladies here, who are usually very beautiful, tend to be leisurely, and at this moment, a few of them are whispering together.

When Ye Feng pushed the door in, the saleslady just gave him a quick glance and then classified him as a poor ghost who can't afford it.

Ye Feng looked around the clothes on display, and he was suddenly attracted by a suit.

It was a black suit with exquisite materials and craftsmanship. Ye Feng's father had owned such an Armani suit when he was alive. That day, when he got into a car accident and wore such a suit, he was preparing to attend an important banquet with his wife and son.

Suddenly, when Ye Feng saw a piece of clothing reminiscent of his memory, he couldn't help but reach out to touch the suit, wanting to relive the feeling of that year. Touching the suit gently, a sense of warmth enveloped his body, as if at this moment, he was enjoying a close contact with his father across the two worlds.

“What do you think you’re doing? Who gave you permission to touch things? Look at yourself, you can’t afford to ruin it, can you, you poor worm!” At that moment, a very harsh voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Feng suddenly turned around, his sharp gaze fixed on the saleslady for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes, trying to catch hold of that feeling...

When the saleslady saw that Ye Feng had actually ignored her, she became furious, “You dead migrant worker, how dare you ignore me! You poor worm, is this place where you can come? I bet you wouldn’t be able to afford one of these suits in a lifetime!”

“Is this how you speak to customers?” Ye Feng suddenly turned to look at the beautiful saleslady in front of him, a hint of cold laughter appearing on the corner of his mouth. After being disturbed by this saleslady, he couldn't find that feeling anymore, making him slightly upset.

“What do you expect? Talking to you like this, what do you expect? Customer? You’re way too full of yourself!” said the saleslady, proud as a peacock.

“Is this your service attitude?” Ye Feng completely ignored the saleslady's cold jokes and asked coldly.

The saleslady didn't put Ye Feng's words in her eyes at all, “I’m like this to someone like you, a poor worm. Humph! Get out of here! We don't welcome you in our store!” After saying that, she tried to push Ye Feng outside.

The other salesladies watched Ye Feng with schadenfreude, excitedly watching the show. Only one cashier with pimples on her face looked at Ye Feng worriedly, absentmindedly flipping through the receipts on the cash register.

Ye Feng stared fiercely at the saleslady, “You dare!”

(she said, waving her finger at Ye Feng, shouting imperiously,)

"I'll see how you dare to be impolite to me!" Ye Feng snickered as he dismissed the waiter's hand pointing at him, then said with indifference. "Don't think that because I don't hit women, you can do whatever you want."

"You! You bastard!" The waiter was nearly furious to death from Ye Feng's words, and rushed towards Ye Feng like crazy.

"Stop!" A man dressed in a suit and tie came out from a small room behind the shop. Seeing this man appear, the waiter ran over crying like a pear blossom with rain, "Manager Liu, you must stand up for me! This person hit me!"

In her eyes, Manager Liu would certainly stand by her, after all, her relationship with Manager Liu was not ordinary. Even the other sales ladies thought so, but reality often differs from imagination by a long shot.

"Slap!" What greeted this beautiful sales lady was a loud slap.

"Liu Xiaoli, shut up for me and go to the side!" Manager Liu slapped this sales lady to the ground. He then greeted Ye Feng with a beaming smile, "Sir, hello! Our sales consultant was not well-mannered just now, and has offended you, I'm really sorry!"

"Not at all, I can't afford the clothes in your store, so there's no need to be so respectful to me! But if this rumor spreads..." Ye Feng shrugged, looking nonchalant.

Manager Liu felt deeply resentful inside. Isn't this obviously showing off? Ye Feng's outfit, although he couldn't tell what brand it was, the fabric and craftsmanship alone were definitely masterpieces. Of course, the clothes were now in tatters, but they still couldn't hide the original edge of the clothes.

"Sir is joking! All guests who enter our store are our gods, and we naturally have to treat them well. Sir, rest assured, I will deal with this sales consultant properly and ensure that you are satisfied!" Manager Liu understood clearly that if he didn't handle sales consultant named Liu Xiaoli, the Armani brand would be ruined.

Big stores bully customers, such a big hat being placed on top, while it wouldn't result in any severe injuries, it was still a killing blow to him who was hoping to be promoted.

"Manager Liu is truly a man of great ambition. Then how does Manager Liu plan to handle this?" Ye Feng's words were not to be taken lightly, directly forcing Manager Liu to state his position publicly, clearly wanting to ruin this sales consultant's job.

Ye Feng believed that Manager Liu, who was fawning on the powerful, knew how to choose. The existence of this sales consultant was indeed a huge risk to Manager Liu.

Although Manager Liu and this sales consultant had some relationship, he had to muster up the courage now. Manager Liu ground his teeth and said to the sales consultant sitting on the ground, "Liu Xiaoli, go to the company's finance department to settle this month's salary! You won't have to come to work anymore!"

With Manager Liu's words, the career of this sales consultant named Liu Xiaoli at Armani came to an end.

Hearing these words, Liu Xiaoli suddenly collapsed to the ground...