allonlinenovel Chapter 249 There's no need to get to know each other.
Chapter 249 There's no need to get to know each other.
He looked to be around thirty years old, with a seemingly easygoing smile on his face, but deep in his eyes lurked a subtle scrutiny and a sense of superiority.
He walked closer, his gaze first sweeping over Gu Yuejia, then over the conspicuous McLaren P1 and Ye Fan beside it. His smile deepened, and he said with a grin, "Yuejia, what brings you here today? You didn't even tell me beforehand. If I hadn't happened to bring a friend along and spotted you, I wouldn't have known you were here."
Gu Yuejia's enthusiasm instantly cooled, replaced by a distant calm, and her tone became indifferent: "Nothing special, just wanted to come and take a stroll."
The man named Yan Jun seemed oblivious to Gu Yuejia's coldness. He turned his gaze to Ye Fan, his smile unchanged, but with a condescending air of inquiry: "Yuejia, who is this? A new friend? Won't you introduce him to us?"
His companions also looked at Ye Fan and P1 with great interest.
Gu Yuejia frowned almost imperceptibly, her tone slightly stiff: "Not friends. This is President Ye, my new boss."
"Your new boss?" Yan Jun's smile froze, a hint of surprise and gloom flashing across his eyes, which was then covered by an even stronger smile.
He stepped forward, his tone clearly disapproving and skeptical: "Yuejia, weren't you always at Tencent? You were doing just fine, why did you suddenly change jobs? How come I didn't hear a thing about something this big?"
He deliberately slowed down his speech, as if to emphasize his "lack of knowledge" and Gu Yuejia's "willfulness".
Gu Yuejia finally lost her temper, her voice suddenly rising, filled with clear anger: "Yan Jun! Why should I report to you about changing jobs? Who are you to me? Do I need your approval for any decisions I make? You're being way too nosy! What's wrong with you?"
She made no attempt to hide her aversion and resistance.
Yan Jun was publicly rebuked by her, and the fake smile on his face finally crumbled, his lips twitching slightly.
But he quickly regained his composure, softening his voice but with an even stronger "for your own good" lecturing tone: "Yuejia, how can you talk like that? I'm just concerned about you! Your grandfather specifically instructed me to keep an eye on you. You're too naive, raised in a greenhouse, how would you know the treacherous nature of the outside world? Tencent is such a big platform, everyone knows you, we feel safe with you there. Suddenly jumping to a new company with no background, what if the boss..."
He paused deliberately, his gaze drifting meaningfully towards Ye Fan, subtly scanning him up and down before slowly uttering the second half of his sentence: "If he's a shady character, aren't you going to suffer a great loss?"
"Enough!" Gu Yuejia's face turned pale with anger, her chest heaving slightly. "My grandfather is my grandfather, and I am me! It's our family's business if we care about me, what does it have to do with you, Yan Jun? It's none of your place to point fingers!"
She took a deep breath, pointed at Ye Fan, and said in a resolute voice, "I'm warning you one more time, this is my boss! He's not some shady character; he's far more capable than you! You know yourself perfectly well! Instead of wasting your time on this, you should worry about yourself!"
Her words were like sharp knives, mercilessly tearing away Yan Jun's facade of superiority.
Yan Jun's overwhelming sense of superiority, and his pretense of doing it for her own good, disgusted her to the core.
However, Yan Jun was so shocked by the barrage of criticism that his face turned pale and then red, and he completely lost face.
He stopped looking at Gu Yuejia and turned his head to stare intently at Ye Fan, who had been silent all along, with eyes like a venomous snake. He forced a stiff smile and spoke in a harsh, probing tone: "Brother, you look a bit unfamiliar? You're not from around here, are you? Let's get acquainted. My name is Yan Jun."
He extended his hand, his posture seemingly polite, but his eyes were full of pressure and scrutiny, as if he were weighing the other person's worth.
Facing Yan Jun's outstretched hand and provocative gaze, Ye Fan didn't even lift his eyelids. He merely glanced at him indifferently and said calmly, "Whether I'm a local or not is not important! We're not on the same path anyway, so there's no need to get to know me."
The undisguised aloofness and disdain in her words made Yan Jun even more embarrassed than Gu Yuejia's angry rebuke.
He had heard Gu Yuejia's conversation with Yan Jun very clearly. Since Gu Yuejia didn't like Yan Jun, he didn't need to give him a nice look either.
Moreover, what Yan Jun just said to Gu Yuejia was ostensibly a warning to Gu Yuejia to stay away from shady people, but in reality, his words were aimed at himself.
Judging from his arrogant and domineering demeanor, and his surname, it's easy to guess which family in Jinling he belongs to. Ye Fan estimated that Yan Jun was probably from the family of the founder of "Pacific Construction".
Yan Jun's smile froze instantly. His previously smiling eyes turned cold.
Ye Fan didn't bother to look at him again and turned to Gu Yuejia, saying, "You two chat, I'm going to take a few more laps around."
Then, without looking back, he got into the car, started it, and sped off onto the track.
Yan Jun stood still, his outstretched hand slowly clenching into a fist, his knuckles turning white from the force, staring intently at the direction where P1 had disappeared, his eyes so cold they could drip water.
"Hey, Brother Yan, your reputation doesn't seem to be working so well today?" A young man in a flashy racing suit broke the silence first, his tone full of mockery.
"Exactly, exactly," another companion immediately chimed in, deliberately drawing out the words, "Old Yan, oh Old Yan, I never imagined that in Jinling, someone as important as you would be treated like air? How strange, truly strange!"
"Hey, just some greenhorn from out of town," the third man shrugged, feigning understanding, but his eyes were equally mocking. "Driving a million-dollar car, young and cocky, it's normal to have a bit of a temper. A newborn calf isn't afraid of a tiger! I just wonder if this tiger... is afraid of pain?"
The group chatted amongst themselves, seemingly joking, but their eyes were all fixed on Yan Jun's ashen face. Their undisguised mockery was like fine needles, pricking his pride.
As Yan Jun listened to these harsh words, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.
He abruptly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over his companions like a quenched knife, finally fixing on the track, locking onto that intermittently appearing, defiant orange streak.
He slowly raised his hand and rubbed his chin with his knuckles. His voice was as deep as a volcano about to erupt, each word deliberate and forceful: "Indeed, in Jinling, for a very, very long time, no one has dared to disrespect me, Yan, like this."