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If there is a wealthy young man willing to trample on your self-esteem, degrade your character, and make you race against his pet for a chance to win ten thousand dollars, what would you choose?
Wei Yuan believes that for a poor person, the seriousness of this question is no less than asking what you would do with five million. The type of person who comes up with such questions generally falls into two categories: one is a special individual who enjoys daydreaming and is mentally disturbed, while the other is someone with superior imagination and intelligence. Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that there are indeed wealthy young men in real life who are foolish enough to offer ten thousand dollars to watch you race against a pet.
At this moment, someone is gleefully clinging to his leg, asking if this is true. Naturally, Brother Zeng did not tell Wei Yuan that in their circle, there was indeed someone who bet with Master Ma to improve a game account by racing against monkeys to eat bananas, climbing trees with monkeys, and competing in an eating contest with a pig...
As a result, this person actually made a lot of money, and now his game account is one of the top characters on that server. However, what Brother Zeng does not know is that this person had just been hacked about a month ago. Thus, in this world, wherever there are people, there are social dynamics; where there are social dynamics, there are online games; and where there are online games, there are hacks...
Well then, such a profound and serious topic is not suitable for discussion at the moment because the mindset of those present has drastically changed.
Some people are filled with resentment and believe that those who use others' dignity and character as playthings should be struck by lightning or wake up to find their gender changed or be transported to a goblin tribe greeted by thousands of ugly green monsters. Of course, these individuals generally have some wealth and are not willing to bow down for mere rice.
However, there are also a few who find such unreliable individuals—those who enjoy degrading others' self-esteem while throwing around money—quite endearing. This group usually lacks financial resources; they even wonder if they should bet with their own companions, even if it means racing against kangaroos in long jump.
People's mindsets vary based on their circumstances, which is why Wei Yuan feels conflicted at this moment. He does not fear standing up for Brother Zeng, but it seems that the boss is enjoying this bet. We can imagine that losing incurs no loss while winning brings ten thousand dollars; as for dignity, it likely holds little value—Brother Zeng's has probably been locked away in a safe.
"Alright, considering my Lurcher's long-distance speed is beyond your reach, I’ll give you a chance. Just run from here and touch the license plate in front of my Porsche first to win."
With Ma Teng's command, Brother Zeng really took off like an arrow released from a bow at an incredible speed that can only be explained by monetary motivation.
"You bastard! Did you jump the start?" Ma Teng shouted loudly.
However, despite this, the Lurcher next to him immediately heard the command and chased after him at a speed comparable to that of a moving motorcycle. Time was tight as the distance between man and dog grew closer; however, they were getting nearer to the Porsche's license plate. Finally, just as Brother Zeng was about to touch the plate, the Lurcher suddenly leaped up.
Both man and dog almost touched the license plate simultaneously, ending this absurd race with an equally absurd outcome.
"I'm sorry; you lost! You two clean up this mess and let's go!" Ma Teng said to his two subordinates after glancing at the results.
“Master Ma, I didn't lose; we hit each other at the same time,” Brother Zeng explained anxiously.
Ma Teng smiled and said, “A tie still counts as a loss for you, not to mention you cheated!”
With that, Ma Teng prepared to lead his dog and the pile of Vase Fragments away. In his logic, even if they were shattered, they were still his belongings and absolutely should not fall into someone else's hands. At this moment, Wei Yuan also felt anxious. He might not be able to repair the Listening Wind Bottle, but the Spiritual Energy in those fragments was still very enticing to him.
He had begun to suspect that when the Spiritual Energy reached a certain level, his Repairing Ability might undergo another transformation or even an upgrade. He was filled with anticipation. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Brother Zeng hugging Ma Teng's leg and pleading, “Master Ma, listen to me. I really need the money. I at least tied with you; can you give me five thousand?”
Ma Teng pushed him away and said, “A loss is a loss; you have no right to that money.”
Feeling like his chance was slipping away, Brother Zeng became desperate and exclaimed, “Master Ma, please! I urgently need this money to pay my son's tuition. Just think of it as giving to a beggar!”
Seeing a man in his forties kneeling and begging a young man who was about the same age as his son made everyone around feel a bit heartbroken. However, Yang Ying stepped forward and said, “I’ll bet for him. I’ll challenge you one-on-one for ten thousand!”
At this moment, Ma Teng laughed, “Beautiful lady, are you joking?”
“What's wrong? Are you scared?” Yang Ying clenched her fists, making cracking sounds.
Surprised by her response, Ma Teng quickly regained his composure and tossed five thousand yuan to the ground near Brother Zeng: “Fine, I'll give it to you today because of this lady's face.”
Wei Yuan knew that five thousand yuan was no small amount in this area; many families barely managed to save up ten thousand over the year. Many people chose to drop out of school because they couldn't afford high university fees. This was undoubtedly a painful reality for Wei Yuan.
Seeing Wei Yuan slowly approaching Ma Teng, Yang Ying, although unsure of his intentions, hurriedly stepped in front of him and whispered in his ear, “Calm down; don’t act impulsively. You can't afford to provoke him right now!”
In response, Wei Yuan whispered back, “When America dropped the atomic bomb, it was also an impulsive decision, but you know how that turned out!”
Then Wei Yuan slowly stepped forward and said, “I’ve decided to buy this pile of fragments; leave them for me.”
Ma Teng only then noticed Wei Yuan after hearing this. He originally wanted to send him away, but suddenly he said with some confusion, "Why do I feel like I’ve seen you before?"
Wei Yuan responded like a parrot, "Why do I feel like I’ve seen you before too?"
Ma Teng laughed and said, "Really? Do my friends say I look like Xie Tingfeng?"
Wei Yuan showed a surprised expression and said, "Is that so? It must be a coincidence. I have a more modern look; my friends say I look like Xie Xian!"
"Xie Xian? That name sounds somewhat familiar."
Of course, Ma Teng still didn't understand what the coincidence was. At that moment, Wei Yuan explained, "He was a very famous actor back in the day. He has a daughter-in-law named Bertie!"
At this point, Ma Teng's attendant looked enlightened and said, "Brother Ma, what he means is that you are his son; he's just messing with you!"
Wei Yuan smiled slightly and said elegantly, "Please don’t say that. I am sincere; if I ever dream of becoming emperor, I will definitely make you the crown prince!"
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