I've been reborn, but you still think I'm a PUA?

"Mr. Wang, please listen to my explanation!"

Zhao Kang chased the car unwillingly, but how could two legs outrun four wheels?

The car suddenly accelerated and Zhao Kang started coughing because of the exhaust fumes.

He had no choice but to stay where he was, watching the car go farther and farther away, but Mr. Wang's disdainful words were still echoing in his ears.

"Spam, huh..."

Zhao Kang forced a smile, but the bruises at the corners of his mouth that had not completely disappeared made him look a little ferocious, and there was a gleam of hatred in his eyes.

"You're rummaging through trash cans to gain traffic and meddling in other people's relationships. You're not qualified for our company's work."

'Poor fellow, have you any money?'

'Ten of you are no match for one Xu Yang!'

"With the little money you have, you will never be able to catch up with Xu Yang in your lifetime!"

"Forget it, you have nothing, what can you use to compete with Xu Yang!"

Disdainful and mocking voices echoed in his mind one after another. Zhao Kang's eyes were bloodshot. These voices were like slaps in the face, burning with pain.

He couldn't bear it any longer, so he kicked the trash can on the side of the road and yelled, "Xu Yang! Damn you! Damn you!"

The passersby were startled, rolled their eyes and walked past him, muttering:

"Neuropathy!"

Zhao Kang's already tense nerves snapped when he heard this, and he stopped the passerby and said, "Say that again!"

The passerby was a fitness coach, and he wasn't afraid at all. He gathered all his strength and yelled, "I'm yelling at you. I'm yelling at you. You're a psychopath! Don't you agree?"

If he wasn't a psychopath, who would be screaming and shouting in the streets?

"you--"

Zhao Kang's face flushed with anger, and he reached out to grab the collar of a passerby.

The passerby saw through his intention immediately and quickly pushed Zhao Kang onto the trash can. He rolled up his sleeves to reveal his well-developed biceps and sneered:

"What? You want to fight with me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Zhao Kang didn't like exercising and was thin. He knocked over the trash can so hard that he was stunned and his anger was replaced by fear.

"Useless! Boring!"

Passersby saw that he looked scared to death, rolled their eyes in disdain, and turned away.

Zhao Kang was afraid that he would come back, so he ran away in shame and hid in a corner where no one passed by, panting.

"Boom!"

He punched the wall and gnashed his teeth: "What kind of bastard dares to laugh at me!"

Even a random person on the street could scold him and push him down, but who was he? He was a multi-millionaire!

What kind of bastards are these passersby?

Resentment and humiliation entangled him, making him almost suffocate.

"No, we can't go on like this!"

Zhao Kang gritted his teeth. He needed money, more and more money, to make all those who looked down on him regret it!

He must transfer Jiaxing Film and Television's money quickly, otherwise Xu Yang will have to cause some trouble!

Thinking about this, Zhao Kang took out his cell phone and looked at the memo.

Xu Yang’s newly opened studio signed a group of internet celebrities. Backed by Jiaxing Film and Television, these internet celebrities have a high exposure rate and now have a lot of fans.

But the cake of the live broadcast industry is so small, and Xu Yang has taken up enough of it, so naturally the cake that other people engaged in live broadcasting get is less.

Zhao Kang remembers that several media studios have been competing head-on with Xu Yang, and the competition track is the same. Even the live broadcast style of internet celebrities is imitating Xu Yang's studio.

However, due to the low popularity and reluctance to spend a lot of money, several companies have been unable to compete with Xu Yang.

If Xu Yang was once a bootlicker... skipping classes for Gao Furong and kneeling in public, and the scandal was exposed, wouldn't he have to suspend his business and avoid the limelight?

Zhao Kang smiled with determination, chose one of them, found their phone number, and sent a message...

Supermarket on the roadside.

"Just rice, flour, grain, and oil? Are these things not good enough?"

Ning Feifei looked at the things Xu Yang and Lei Nuo were holding and added, "Isn't the person we're going to meet Ah Hua? Why not buy something girls like?"

Xu Yang shook his head: "No, compared to those things, Ah Hua must need daily necessities more."

Before coming, he had asked Qiangzi. Ahua's family was almost penniless. Ahua's younger brother had just finished the college entrance examination and was looking for a summer job everywhere. For the sake of her grandfather who had heart disease, Ahua had to work two jobs to make a living.

What Ah Hua needs is money.

But it’s not a good idea to just bring the money to the door, so Xu Yang came up with this idea.

Ning Feifei had no choice but to open the trunk: "Okay, let's hurry up."

Brother Kai has already sent a message, planning to meet Ah Hua the day after tomorrow.

Xu Yang took Ning Feifei and the contract with him and prepared to discuss the matter with Ah Hua. After all, Ning Feifei was a woman and a good negotiator.

But when we arrived at the food stall, Ah Hua had not yet started work.

Xu Yang had no choice but to find the proprietress and ask her to show him the way to Ahua's house.

After the car drove for a distance, Ning Feifei saw that the scenery outside the car window changed from an old residential area with an ordinary environment to an urban village with a jumble of low electric poles, self-built houses and shanties scattered together.

The proprietress pointed to a house and said, "This is it!"

Several people got out of the car. Ning Feifei was wearing high heels and stumbled as soon as she stepped on the ground.

Xu Yang was quick to support the man and said, "Be careful!"

Looking down, I saw that the road under my feet was not even paved with cement, but just scattered gravel.

Ning Feifei secretly said, "If I had known this would happen, I would have worn flat shoes when I went out today."

"It's okay, I'll just hold you up."

The two of them walked hand in hand, with the proprietress leading the way, and soon they arrived at Ahua's house.

"Knock knock."

"Ahua, are you home?"

The proprietress knocked on the paint-chipped iron door, and Ah Hua's voice echoed through the poorly soundproofed walls: "I'm coming!"

"Boss lady, why are you here..."

As soon as the door opened, Ah Hua, who had never seen so many people in front of her house, was stunned and her voice stopped abruptly.

The proprietress smiled and explained, "Ah Hua, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and invite the distinguished guest in. He said he wants to discuss a big business deal with you!"

Although she was not quite sure what Xiangdaier was, nor did she know what a brand spokesperson was, it was still a job that could make money, and the boss lady was happy for Ah Hua.

She took the spatula from Ah Hua's hand and said, "Where's your grandfather? He hasn't come back yet. I'll cook for you while you have a good chat with the noble man!"

Renault brought rice, flour, grain and oil into the house and stood outside the door. Otherwise, if he squeezed his nearly two-meter-tall body into the house, the already small rental house would be even more crowded.

There was no sofa in the room, only a wooden table for dining and a few plastic stools.

Amid the sound of frying, Xu Yang opened a cosmetics endorsement contract worth 80 million yuan on a low but not greasy wooden table.

Ning Feifei took out the promotional magazine she had prepared and introduced what cosmetics and endorsements were in simple and easy-to-understand terms.

Ah Hua listened quietly.

If you ignore her plain clothes, her mixed-race face makes her look like a rich girl who has fallen into the slums.

In Xu Yang's opinion, this is the case.

But he didn't know that under the table, Ah Hua had already scratched her fingers with nervousness.