Michael Wang's newly opened restaurant was located in the developnt zone of Jinling City.
The developnt zone was quite far from the city center, and the area was sparsely populated. Jas Ye was puzzled as to why Michael Wang chose to open his restaurant here.
However, Mary Xiao ntioned that several large manufacturing enterprises, including big companies like Foxconn, were planning to move into the developnt zone soon, and it would beco bustling in no ti.
So, Michael Wang's decision to open his restaurant here was actually quite wise.
Michael's restaurant was situated on the side of a wide, new street and looked quite large, with two floors.
The restaurant was nad "Yuelai Diner," which had a certain poetic charm to it.
When Jas Ye drove to the entrance of the restaurant, there was already a row of cars parked there. A few people were standing in front of a golden BMW, smoking and chatting.
Jas recognized these people; they were all forr classmates from college, but he had no real connection with them.
The leader of the group was Paul Wang, a well-known rich kid from their class who had always had a thing for Mary Xiao, but she had never paid him any attention.
At this mont, Paul Wang was leaning against the golden BMW, basking in the complints from his classmates. A few male classmates were comnting on his new BMW, exclaiming, "Paul, you're really living the dream! How long has it been since we graduated, and you're already driving a BMW! Is this a 540? The top model of the 5 Series?"
Paul Wang laughed heartily and said, "Oh, it's just a 540, a car worth seventy to eighty grand, nothing much."
"Wow! A 540? That's the most expensive imported model of the 5 Series!"
"Man, I can't even scrape together the down paynt for a $20,000 BMW 1 Series. Compared to Paul, I'm really lagging behind!"
"Paul, this car must have so serious power, right?"
Paul Wang smiled smugly and said, "It's alright, the power is pretty strong. I rarely et any competition on the streets."
"That's aweso! If only I had a BMW, my girlfriend wouldn't complain about not being able to afford a car every day. It's driving nuts!"
At this mont, soone with sharp eyes noticed another BMW approaching and exclaid, "Hey, is that another classmate's BMW?"
"Oh my god! Isn't that Jas Ye, the loser?"
"It looks like Mary Xiao is in the passenger seat! Damn, this gigolo is driving a BMW too. He must be riding on Mary's coattails!"
Paul Wang also saw Jas Ye in the car and said with a gloomy expression, "So it's this waste of space! Damn, he's really lucky!"
Soone then asked, "Hey, what series is his BMW?"
Just then, Jas Ye parked the car nearby and reversed into a spot. Paul Wang saw the 520 badge on the back and sneered disdainfully, "Hah, a 520, the lowest model of the 5 Series. Only a loser trying to look rich would drive this model!"
Soone next to him imdiately nodded and said, "Paul, you have the top model of the 5 Series, and he has the cheapest one. There's a huge difference between the two of you!"
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Paul Wang snorted coldly, "My car could buy two of his!"
"Paul, you're the best!"
At this mont, Jas Ye parked the car, and Mary Xiao and Linda Dong got out first.
The guys imdiately stared, swarming to greet them, "Wow, the two beauties of our class are here together!"
Mary Xiao and Linda Dong politely greeted everyone. Paul Wang, looking at the now even more stunning Mary Xiao, felt extrely unbalanced inside.
Damn it, why?
He had pursued Mary Xiao desperately in college, but she had never paid him any attention.
Now, she had married a live-in son-in-law, a worthless gigolo!
Heaven must be blind!
Thinking of this, he sneered and mocked, "Hey Jas, your life as a live-in son-in-law seems pretty good! You're even driving a BMW now! Did Mary's family buy it for you? You're really a role model for n taking shortcuts!"
Mary Xiao's expression turned a bit unpleasant upon hearing this, and Linda Dong imdiately retorted, "Paul Wang, you're mistaken. This car wasn't bought by Mary's family; Jas bought it himself!"
"Oh really!" Paul Wang sneered, "Impressive, driving a 5 Series BMW!"
Then, he deliberately challenged Jas, "Hey Jas, there's not much traffic in this developnt zone, and the road in front of the restaurant is wide and straight. How about we race to see who's faster?"
Jas frowned, feeling a bit annoyed with Paul Wang.
Why are you picking a fight with ? We have no beef with each other.
Besides, you want to race cars with ? This is a BMW 760, the most expensive and fastest BMW model. Racing with you would be like bullying a child.
Paul Wang thought he was scared and imdiately mocked, "Oh Jas, you're still as timid as you were in college! What's there to be afraid of in a race? Are you worried about the gas? I'll fill up your tank if that's the problem."
Linda Dong protested unhappily, "Hey, Paul Wang, what do you an? Your car is a BMW 540, while Jas's is a 520. The power difference is several levels. Do you think it's fair to compare who runs faster?"
Paul Wang shrugged, "It's all about the skill of the driver! A good car doesn't necessarily run faster; it also depends on the driver's skill and courage. I wonder if Jas has the guts to race ? If he's scared, then forget it. Everyone knows Jas has never been able to stand out."
The people around imdiately chid in, "Yeah, if you're scared, just say so. It's not embarrassing."
Jas Ye smiled instead of getting angry and said, "Paul Wang, we can race, but we can't just talk about it. Let's add so stakes to make it interesting, shall we?"
"Sure!" Paul Wang was worried that Jas wouldn't take the bait. Hearing him ntion stakes, he imdiately thought Jas was digging his own grave and said, "How about this: the loser kneels and apologizes to the winner. What do you think?"
Jas shook his head, "We're adults now, let's not play such childish gas."
At this mont, Michael Wang, dressed in a suit, ca out holding a large plate of firecrackers. Seeing Jas, he excitedly approached and said, "Hey Jas, you're here!"
Jas nodded and smiled at him, "Congratulations on your new restaurant, Michael!"
Michael Wang laughed, "Thanks, brother!"
Paul Wang then coldly said, "Jas, don't change the subject. Tell , what stakes do you think are appropriate?"
Michael Wang curiously asked, "What's going on? What are you guys up to?"
Jas smiled slightly, looking at the large plate of firecrackers in Michael's arms, and asked, "Michael, how many firecrackers are in this plate?"
"Thirty thousand!" Michael Wang laughed, "This plate of firecrackers isn't cheap, over six hundred bucks!"
Jas nodded and said to Paul Wang, "How about this: we'll race, and the loser will set off this plate of firecrackers inside their car. How about that?"
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