Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 281 This script is wrong!

Ye Fan and Chen Chulin were dumbfounded.

Ye Fan was alright, but he felt that this guy who suddenly appeared was acting in a way that was too...wild.

Chen Chulin was completely stunned by this scene of violent aesthetics, and she gripped Ye Fan's arm tightly with her small hands.

Wu Shaojie clearly lacked regular exercise; after smashing the object repeatedly, he was panting heavily.

He casually tossed the nearly deformed fire extinguisher back to Ah Long, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and then swaggered up to Ye Fan.

He looked at Ye Fan, his eyes filled with the excitement and admiration of discovering a kindred spirit. He slapped his thigh and blurted out, "Bro! I fucking like you!!"

Ye Fan: "..."

He shuddered and instantly took a half step back, his eyes turning wary and strange.

He was internally screaming: Damn it? This isn't the script! Isn't this supposed to be Nanjing? Why does it feel like Chengdu is overflowing with bromance?

Wu Shaojie immediately realized the ambiguity of his words. Seeing Ye Fan's reaction, he slapped his mouth hard: "Damn it! Look at my stupid mouth!"

He quickly took off his sunglasses, revealing a fairly handsome but unruly face, and explained frankly, "Bro, don't get me wrong! Just admiring it! A total straight man! I just happened to be passing by and saw you take care of this idiot blondie, it was so fucking satisfying!"

He pointed to the pile of wrecked Land Rovers, his tone brimming with genuine satisfaction: "Your temper is fucking my type! I was itching to get my hands dirty and wanted to have some fun too! I'm so tired of pretending to be a good boy all the time, it's rare to have something this satisfying! Hahaha... You know what, swinging it around and smashing it was fucking awesome! It felt so good!"

His hearty, slightly neurotic laughter echoed around the wrecked car.

Looking at his excited expression, as if he had "found his people," Ye Fan's lips twitched, and he finally couldn't help but chuckle: "Your...hobby is indeed quite unique."

He figured it out: this was a top-tier playboy who was heavily controlled by his family, acted recklessly, and yet possessed a genuine personality.

"Hey! Same here!" Wu Shaojie laughed, extending his hand again with sincere eyes. "We're actually the same kind of people at heart! Shall we get to know each other? My name is Wu Shaojie!"

Ye Fan's behavior clearly indicated that he was no ordinary person, and as a second-generation scion, it was impossible for him not to see it.

Ye Fan smiled and extended his hand: "My name is Ye Fan."

"Ye Fan? Nice name!" Wu Shaojie's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled out the latest Vertu phone. "Can we exchange contact information? Let's hang out sometime! ...Uh, I mean, let's have some fun!"

He quickly changed his words, afraid of being misunderstood again.

Ye Fan smiled helplessly and took out his phone. Wu Shaojie's words were indeed easy to overthink.

The two exchanged phone numbers and added each other as friends on Green Bubble.

After adding each other as friends, Wu Shaojie casually waved his hand at A Long, who stood beside him like a rock: "A Long, clean up the mess."

Ah Long nodded silently, took out an old-fashioned flip phone, and started making calls, obviously to arrange for someone to handle the scrapped car and subsequent compensation matters.

His movements were steady and efficient, clearly showing he was an expert at handling this kind of "trouble".

Wu Shaojie then turned to Ye Fan, reverting to his usual nonchalant yet measured smile: "Brother Ye, you take the girls and have some fun first. Leave this little matter to my men."

Ye Fan glanced at the trembling blond-haired man clutching the 20,000 yuan, looking bewildered, then at the confident Wu Shaojie, and nodded: "Okay, thanks. Next time we meet, it's my treat."

"Haha, no problem! It's a deal! Have fun!" Wu Shaojie waved his hand cheerfully.

Ye Fan didn't linger and took the still somewhat bewildered Chen Chulin into the mall.

It wasn't until she entered the mall that Chen Chulin seemed to snap out of a bizarre dream.

Chen Chulin blinked her big eyes without saying a word. She knew Ye Fan was very rich, but she had never seen how a rich person handled this kind of thing.

She had never so directly experienced the almost tyrannical "efficiency" born from the intertwining of money and power.

She felt that perhaps this was the difference between rich people and ordinary people.

If an ordinary person encountered this situation, they would inevitably have an argument, followed by calling the police, determining responsibility, seeking compensation, and wrangling... It would be impossible to resolve the issue in a day or two, or even longer, and they would also have to endure enormous mental stress and possible physical conflict.

But the way the wealthy deal with things is so simple and unpretentious. They are willing to use money to solve problems efficiently, and even spend a fortune just to make themselves feel good.

The quote she once thought was just platitudes now exploded in her mind like a thunderclap: When money starts to make its sound, all the bad things stop.

No, it wasn't just the bad talk that stopped. Even anger, rules, trouble... seemed to be instantly smoothed over in the heavy sound of money and the ensuing outburst of violence.

She looked up at Ye Fan's calm profile and, for the first time, understood so deeply what kind of world the man beside her truly belonged to.

This world is completely different from the one she used to know.

......

Ye Fan said, "Linlin, buy whatever you like."

Chen Chulin shook her head vigorously, clinging tightly to his arm: "Really, no! Many of the bags and dresses you bought me last time still have the tags on them! My school wardrobe is overflowing!"

Her eyes were clear; it wasn't just politeness, she genuinely felt it was unnecessary.

Ye Fan smiled and flicked her nose with his finger: "You've worked so hard, of course I have to reward you properly."

Chen Chulin blushed instantly, playfully punched him lightly, but still insisted, "Oh, next time! Or how about we go see a movie? There seems to be a good one out there."

She tried to change the subject.

Ye Fan was speechless. Other women would love to empty the entire mall, but this girl was different; she wouldn't even take what was offered to her.

"Here's the rest of the money I just gave you to take as pocket money!"

"Oh! No need, you transferred a million to me last time, and I haven't spent it yet!" Chen Chulin said.

Ye Fan was taken aback and couldn't help but sigh, "The girls in college are relatively naive."

If it were someone seasoned in the ways of the world, they would already be beaming with joy as they accept the gift, thinking how wonderful it would be to receive a sweet kiss and a loving husband. They might even turn around and share half of it with a gigolo...

"Alright, do as I say on this."

Ye Fan's tone carried an undeniable air of command, displaying his usual domineering nature: "Keep the rest of the money you just withheld as pocket money."

Chen Chulin met his deep, determined eyes, knowing she couldn't win against him, so she pouted and gave in, saying, "Okay, okay! I'll do as you say!"

After saying that, as if to prove that she was obedient, she held Ye Fan's arm even tighter.