Chapter 1675: Chapter 1675

Seeing such a domineering Knight Fifteen parked in front, only someone who’s had their fill would look for trouble. Do you really think someone who can afford such a car could be a pushover? Even if they are, they’re not someone an ordinary person can mess with.

Li Yifei saw the security guard leave, rolled up the car window, picked up his phone to check the time, and found it was about time. Ye Yunzhu told him the time was ten o’clock; Li Yifei, picking up his wife, naturally wanted to arrive early.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, he heard a knock on the car window. It was quite forceful. Li Yifei opened his eyes to see a big bald man standing outside, looking around his forties, with a fat head and chubby face. This man was impatiently knocking on the car window, and when Li Yifei lowered the window, he heard the other party speaking in a rather awkward Mandarin: "I’m saying, is this your car? Could you please move it?"

Li Yifei frowned slightly, looking at the man. This guy was wearing a thick gold chain around his neck, as thick as a finger, and from his words, Li Yifei quickly recognized him as a southerner.

"Didn’t you hear what I’m saying?" Perhaps thinking Li Yifei didn’t understand, he repeated in Mandarin: "I’m telling you, move your car. It’s blocking other cars from passing!"

Li Yifei glanced behind him; his car was parked in front of the hotel, but he wasn’t blocking the entrance. Instead, he was parked on one side of the platform in front of the hotel. Cars could park there, but not just any car could drive up. Li Yifei’s car parked there was so impressive that the security didn’t dare provoke him lightly.

As for the bald guy, Li Yifei glanced back and saw a Bentley Flying Spur. This car wasn’t cheap either; three to four million might not cover it. In Mile City, it was considered a decent car. However, compared to Li Yifei’s Knight Fifteen, it looked tiny.

Li Yifei glanced at the car behind, asking blandly, "So what?"

The bald guy looked fierce, but when anxious, a sort of effeminate aura seeped out. He knocked on the window and shouted, "So what? I need to pass, and your car is blocking me. If you don’t move, I can’t pass and pick up my important guest. If I can’t pick him up, will you take responsibility?"

"I’m picking someone up too," Li Yifei replied.

The bald guy was immediately stumped. His eyes bulged, cheeks puffed, and a few seconds later, he said, "You must move. I need to pick someone up today. If you don’t, I’ll go tell the boss here."

"You better shut up," Li Yifei glanced at him. The car’s license plate started with Guangdong, not local; otherwise, he wouldn’t dare yell at Li Yifei like that. Anyone seeing a local plate would back off as far as they could, rather than make a scene.

The bald guy had a stream of words ready to argue with Li Yifei, but he faltered because of one cold sentence from Li Yifei. His face was an unpredictable mix of emotions, and after hesitating for a while, the bald guy finally said, "Are you threatening me? Let me tell you, my boss is very powerful. He knows many Mile City officials. If you dare mess with me, you’ll regret it."

Several security guards heard the argument and walked over, intending to pull the bald guy away. The car in front, with plates they’d never seen before, was clearly not to be messed with. Even if you’re driving a Bentley, you’d better think twice. Arguing might lead to big trouble.

Who knew when the security guards tried to pull the bald guy away, he’d flare up instead. He shook off their hands and pointed at Li Yifei, saying, "Let me tell you, I’m here to pick up an important government official. You better make his car move quickly, or no one can take the political responsibility."

Li Yifei pushed the door open and got out of the car. Upon exiting, it was clear how short the bald guy was, probably only about 1.65 meters, and Li Yifei had to slightly look down.

Seeing Li Yifei get out, the bald guy instinctively took a step back, but feeling that this was losing face, he took a step forward again, saying, "What, are you going to hit me?"

"****," Li Yifei sneered. He just wanted to get out and have a cigarette; Ye Yunzhu didn’t like the smell of smoke, and the car should stay fresh.

Lighting a cigarette, Li Yifei casually handed cigarettes to a few security guards. They looked at it, recognizing it as Little Panda, but something seemed off. Accepting a cigarette with thanks.

The bald guy saw the security guards ignoring him, and the car owner even more so, feeling frustrated. But he truly didn’t dare get physical with Li Yifei. Not to mention that Li Yifei was a big guy; just by the way the security guards were acting, he had to think twice. If a fight broke out, and they sided with him, the bald guy would be at a disadvantage. The rıghtful source is 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝

And most importantly, he was there to pick someone up, to ensure the task was done, not to cause trouble for his boss. Though he’d worked for his boss for years, he wouldn’t be fired over a trivial matter...

The bald guy turned back to the car, opened the door, and brought out a wallet. From it, he pulled out a stack of banknotes, knowing that this thing usually worked wonders and never failed.

Returning, with money in hand, the bald guy swung it in front of Li Yifei, saying, "Look, I’m not trying to argue. I really need to pick up someone important today. Can you please move? I won’t let you move for nothing. I’ll give you money, five thousand or ten thousand, just name your price!"

Getting a spot and letting the other car through, just for five thousand or ten thousand? Such a good deal was unheard of. The security guards even forgot to smoke, their eyes fixed on Li Yifei. The one who talked to Li Yifei earlier was practically itching to help him decide and move the car.

But... does Li Yifei need the money? He had the spot first and already dealt with the security. Why would he give in for ten thousand, especially with the other party’s attitude?

Talking things over nicely, anything works. Li Yifei isn’t a troublesome person. But the other party started with yelling and cursing, and now tries to throw money at the problem. Isn’t this a joke?

You’re rich, but can you be richer than me? Li Yifei thought disdainfully.