mijobooks Chapter 19 You don't understand the basic principles of Sentinel Mode?
Chapter 19 You don't understand the basic principles of Sentinel Mode?
"Where did he get so much money?"
Inside a small grilled oyster shop in the Economic Development Zone.
Tian Wenming racked his brains but still couldn't figure out why Zhou Lang suddenly acted like a rich person.
The wealthy woman at his company, whom he had spent so much time and effort trying to please, never gave him a smile.
However, yesterday Ling Yuanyuan acted out of character and took the initiative to ask Zhou Lang to go on a road trip and hike together.
The photo of the two of them together was like adding fuel to the fire, repeatedly stimulating Tian Wenming's fragile heart.
"And Shen Wanrou!"
With nowhere to vent his anger, Tian Wenming could only gulp down a glass of Yanghe beer.
His own wife despised him to the extreme, and before they even got their divorce certificate, she went off to flirt with his "enemy."
Zhou Lang was someone he had always looked down on, someone he had always thought was inferior to him in every way, whether it was income or popularity with women.
But reality slapped them in the face too quickly.
Tian Wenming's mental state collapsed.
"Brother Tian?"
His friends at the same table looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What's going on? Who offended Brother Tian? Let's deal with him!"
Tian Wenming exhaled a breath of alcohol, and was about to tell the whole story, but after thinking for a moment, he awkwardly shut his mouth.
Are you suggesting he said he got beaten up and had no way to deal with the other person?
Is the other party about to steal away his goddess and his wife?
Wouldn't that make him a cuckolded man?
"It's nothing, just a little grudge with someone."
Tian Wenming's shoulders slumped, and he completely deflated.
"I never realized before that guy had some connections. He drives a Bentley, and the license plate is a 'leopard number' (a series of identical digits that appear twice in a row)."
Tian Wenming spat to the side.
My mouth tasted sour. I don't know if it was because I dipped too much vinegar in the razor clams I ate earlier, or if I had some unresolved issues in my mind. It made drinking alcohol taste strange and unpalatable.
"A Bentley? Or the Leopard?"
One of my friends said doubtfully, "There aren't many like him in the whole city. You should have heard of him."
The other person's eyes darted around, and they questioned, "Is it really for rent? Are you just trying to scare people?"
Tian Wenming's lips curled into a bitter smile: "At first, I also thought it was rented, but damn it, it is rented. A brand new Flying Spur, it must cost 5000 yuan a day, right?"
Zhou Lang had been driving for almost half a month, and he didn't believe that Zhou Lang would deliberately rent the car for so long just to spite him.
What's more, Zhou Lang also gave Michelle a Tank 700 worth over 700,000 yuan for commuting, and last weekend he even changed to an Audi RS6.
If it's rented, that's a huge investment; he's certainly got the skills.
Tian Wenming checked WeChat. He had a few drinking buddies at the company, and someone had sent him screenshots of pictures and discussions from a small group chat with colleagues.
How many vehicles are there for the mourners?
Tian Wenming got more and more annoyed: "He's changed to a new tram again for work, changing it every day, what's with the show-off!"
Meanwhile, his friend squinted at Tian Wenming's phone screen.
"That license plate? SU7777? It looks so familiar... Where have I seen it before?"
Half a minute later, he slapped his thigh.
"Oh! I remember now, Brother Tian, this car belongs to a used car dealer in the south of the city."
Tian Wenming tilted his head back in astonishment: "What?"
"Yesterday I saw a video of an online influencer saying that they had just acquired this car and got a good green license plate, and it got over 100,000 likes."
A friend found the video on Douyin and showed it to Tian Wenming: "Brother Tian, is this the car? It's red, and there are two pieces missing from the hood."
Tian Wenming seemed to have found immense hope, and excitedly slammed his hand on the table: "This is it!"
"That's not surprising. He probably rented it, or he has a good relationship with a car dealer and borrowed it to drive."
There's a huge difference between driving your own Bentley when you're young and borrowing one from a friend who deals in used cars.
Upon thinking of this, Tian Wenming's face flushed with excitement: "Let's check again, see if the license plate 8B888 belongs to a used car dealer too?"
"It's quite possible that these days, even the Leopard isn't necessarily a big shot with weapons and cannons."
"There are also wedding planning companies and license plate resellers; they can all get top-tier license plate numbers."
Tian Wenming simply snatched his friend's phone and hurriedly searched for evidence.
He didn't even need to scroll down; the third pinned video featured explanations and introductions of the store's "treasures," such as the Ferrari FUV and Bentley Flying Spur.
Tian Wenming put down his phone, took another swig of beer, and burst into uncontrollable laughter.
Hahahaha!
The voice was somewhat sinister, and the friends present couldn't help but feel a chill.
"Brother Tian? Brother Tian?"
"Good!" Tian Wenming felt he had finally gotten rid of his pent-up anger. "Good, good, good, good!"
"Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang, I thought you were so great, but now your tail is showing!"
"I'm not drinking anymore, I'm going back to the office!"
Tian Wenming didn't want to linger for a moment. All he could think about was rushing to Ling Yuanyuan and exposing Zhou Lang's ridiculous trick of pretending to be rich when he was poor.
"You're like a toad with a feather duster stuck in its butt, Zhou Lang, pretending to be a wolf in sheep's clothing."
"Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang, after all this time, you're just a showy but useless spearhead, all looks and no substance! Hahahaha!"
The friend who was driving Tian Wenming back to his company was trying to suppress his hiccups, his lips twitching as he drove.
He really wanted to ask, "What's the origin of the word 'also' in 'also a silver-plated spearhead'?"
However, knowing that Tian Wenming's health was being damaged by alcohol and women, his friend didn't ask any further questions.
Tian Wenming was dropped off at the park entrance by his friend. The security guard at the guard post greeted him, but he ignored him and walked slowly toward the company.
A quick glance to the side reveals a bright red car with a green license plate parked in a corner of the park.
"Oh, isn't this Director Zhou's millet crispy snack?"
Tian Wenming chuckled to himself, "Oh, no, it's millet that Director Zhou borrowed, hehehe—"
He strolled to the front of the car, looked around, and saw no one passing by.
"Zhou Lang, you overlooked something, didn't you? The surveillance cameras on this section of road are broken and haven't been fixed yet, did you?"
Tian Wenming muttered to himself as he rummaged through his pockets.
"This area happens to be a blind spot for the cameras, haha—burp!"
In his pocket was the bottle opener he had swiped from the small shop.
This three-in-one multi-functional bottle opener includes sections for opening beer and liquor bottles, as well as a spiral-pointed wine opener.
Tian Wenming took the tip of the bottle opener and pricked his finger.
"hiss--"
"I'll scratch up the car you borrowed, let's see how you pay for it then!"
He held the bottle opener in front of the car, and a cool breeze blew by, making him a little more awake.
"Damn it, are you in or not?"
Tian Wenming was torn between his inner thoughts and his own.
His remaining rationality told him that even if the camera didn't capture him, he shouldn't cause such trouble.
However, upon further reflection...
Just a month ago, he was still bossing Zhou Lang around.
But ever since that night... Zhou Lang verbally retraced his steps while simultaneously beating him mercilessly.
Then, when they wanted to transfer him or fire him, Zhou Lang drove a luxury car to work, deliberately showing off.
Then, Zhou Lang also wanted to seduce Ling Zhi, the goddess he had been trying to please.
Zhou Lang didn't even spare his ex-wife; the two of them traveled together and made advances towards each other.
Blanch!
How could he tolerate this? If he didn't get revenge, he wouldn't be a man!
Tian Wenming made a fierce decision.
"Slide!"
Holding a bottle opener, Tian Wenming started from the car door and scratched the paint all the way back.
There are air bubbles on the car body; this is because a car cover has been applied to protect the paint.
Tian Wenming circled the car twice and even marked several X's on the carbon fiber hood.
"Huh? A car cover?"
His gaze was fixed on the car headlights.
"Car headlights are expensive; surely you can't afford to pay for them!"
……
at the same time.
Zhou Lang received a text message on his phone.
[Xiaomi Auto] At 16:31, the Speedster's Ultra Sentry mode triggered the vehicle alarm. You can check the real-time page in the App.