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"This car is a Porsche sports car, worth over a million. With the damage like this, repairs will probably cost tens of thousands," a middle-aged man said.
"Is it really that expensive?" The elderly woman was taken aback; after all, tens of thousands could buy a house in Qingcheng County.
Chen Chaoyue looked coldly at Jiang Chen, but he did not see any fear on Jiang Chen's face, which made him frown. This kid has a strong mental fortitude; he seems completely unbothered.
Amidst the discussions of the crowd, Jiang Chen casually pulled out his stuck electric bike and prepared to leave, clearly not taking this "accident" seriously.
"Hey, you crashed my sports car and think you can just walk away?" Chen Chaoyue quickly stepped in front of Jiang Chen.
"If you don't move aside, your next encounter will probably be worse than your sports car," Jiang Chen said to Chen Chaoyue calmly.
Chen Chaoyue was furious at Jiang Chen's words. How dare the culprit be so arrogant?
"I won't move. What are you going to do about it?" Chen Chaoyue replied with a stern face, completely disregarding Jiang Chen's warning.
"Chen Chaoyue, as a fellow classmate, let me remind you: you're not a match for Jiang Chen. It's better to back off now than to regret it later," Jiang Jiewen said in a low tone, somewhat annoyed.
"What do you mean by that, Study Committee Member? You think I'm not this kid's opponent? Ha! Where does your confidence come from? When I was making my name in Qingcheng, this kid was still nobody. Do you believe I can call a hundred brothers with just one phone call?" Chen Chaoyue sneered.
Jiang Jiewen shook his head and chose not to respond further. What was Chen Chaoyue compared to Jiang Chen? Even the big shots from Hong Kong Island were submissive in front of him. Jiang Jiewen had heard all about this from Lin Jingzhu. However, it wasn't appropriate for him to say anything here; even if he did, no one would believe him.
"Jiang Jiewen, let's go," Jiang Chen said, no longer wanting to waste words on someone like Chen Chaoyue. He accelerated and knocked Chen Chaoyue back into the flowerbed with his electric bike while he rode off.
As they watched Jiang Chen leave so easily, the crowd was left dumbfounded.
"Wow, that was so cool! Is this really the Jiang Chen I know?" Qi Mu exclaimed.
"Someone catch that kid! He just fled the scene of an accident; you all saw it!" Chen Chaoyue shouted from the flowerbed, injured and unable to stand.
The onlookers lost interest when the excitement faded and began to disperse. In the end, only students from Class Six and Class Nine remained, along with their homeroom teacher.
As the homeroom teacher, he certainly didn't want to see such conflicts arise. However, as for Jiang Chen—the person involved—he had run off without saying a word. This made resolving the conflict difficult.
Seeing no one stopping Jiang Chen only fueled Chen Chaoyue's anger as he pulled up flowers and plants from the flowerbed in frustration. Today was supposed to be an opportunity to show off at the class reunion, but instead, he had lost face; his sports car was damaged and he had embarrassed himself. As Mr. Chen's son, how could he accept this?
"Damn it! Does anyone have that kid's contact information? Tell him to come back quickly; otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! Brother Bao is my friend—don't make me call him!" Chen Chaoyue cursed loudly.
"Brother Bao? Is it Chai Bao?" someone asked.
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