The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard -
Chapter 184 - 0184: A Bunch of Bumpkins
Chapter 184: Chapter 0184: A Bunch of Bumpkins
Wang Lijun had already given his explanation, and naturally, Chu Ge would not pursue the matter further.
The following matters became much simpler. With Chu Ge’s company, Ouyang Kangshi no longer had any reasons to dissuade, only repeatedly entrusting Chu Ge to ensure Mr. Ouyang’s safety.
After the travel plans were agreed upon, Mr. Sima left with Wang Lijun, and Chu Ge naturally stayed for a night at the Ouyang Family estate.
Ouyang Kangshi personally arranged a superior room for him, indicating from this alone the Ouyang Family’s regard for him.
The next morning, a long line of vehicles was parked at the entrance of the Ouyang Family estate - a fleet of uniform black cars flanked by hundreds of bodyguards clad in black and wearing sunglasses, standing solemnly and respectfully.
Chu Ge rode in the same car as Mr. Ouyang, while Zheng Lihong took a car behind them. With a wave from Ouyang Kangshi, the convoy slowly drove out of the Ouyang Family estate.
As the head of the Ouyang Family, Ouyang Kangshi could not go to see them off; instead, he had to stay and oversee the family affairs now that the Old Master was leaving.
That day, the atmosphere in Shanghai was slightly different. The office-going crowd gathered together, whispering amongst themselves.
Because that morning, they had witnessed many convoys speeding through Shanghai’s streets towards the airport.
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The Ouyang Family convoy began to disperse halfway through the journey. By the time they reached the airport, only two cars were left – one with Mr. Ouyang and Chu Ge, and the other carrying Zheng Lihong.
The airport was not too far from the Ouyang Family estate. Chu Ge reclined in the car, resting with closed eyes, and in about ten minutes, he heard Mr. Ouyang’s voice: "Mr. Chu, we should get off now!"
"Hmm." Chu Ge opened his eyes and nodded, following Mr. Ouyang out of the car.
Instantly, a noisy clamor reached his ears.
Mr. Ouyang smiled, gestured to Zheng Lihong who had just alighted from the car, and said to Chu Ge: "This is an idiosyncrasy of this old man. The younger generation at home had wanted to arrange for a private jet, but I found it too troublesome and didn’t agree."
Hearing this, Chu Ge nodded slightly, then chuckled: "In Shanghai, with its populous wealth and many private jet owners, wouldn’t it be very easy for Mr. Ouyang to procure one if he wished?"
"Ha ha ha ha!" Mr. Ouyang laughed upon hearing this and waving his hand, said: "Let’s forget it. With these people, if you give them an inch, they’ll take a mile. Believe it or not, if I borrowed someone’s jet, the next day they’d boast about their connection with the Ouyang Family, then riding on our reputation, they’d gain much more than they rightly should. And the key is, I couldn’t even say anything against it, since borrowing implies owing a favor."
As people age, their limbs stiffen, thoughts become muddled, and with rigid cognition in various aspects, many elderly people are not accepted by the greater society.
But there are some individuals who grow wiser with age, and evidently, Mr. Ouyang was such a person.
"Mr. Chu, please after you," the Old Master gestured invitingly.
Chu Ge shook his head with a smile: "No matter what, the Old Master is still an elder. It wouldn’t be proper for a young guy like me to walk ahead of him."
"Ha ha ha ha, Mr. Chu is quite a character!" Mr. Ouyang laughed heartily, but he didn’t decline any further and, donning a straw hat, he took the lead.
Mr. Ouyang’s outfit today was indeed rather casual: a common white tunic with loose white trousers underneath, cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles on his feet, and a straw hat on his head. If he were to sit at the edge of a field, he’d be the spitting image of a country old man. No one would ever associate this ordinary-looking old man with the powerful Mr. Ouyang who could turn Shanghai upside down with a wave of his hand.
According to the Old Master himself: I just can’t get used to those so-called brands, this getup is the most comfortable for me!
Before boarding the plane, Chu Ge sent Mu Bingtong a text message, then turned off his phone.
The Old Master had arranged for soft seats, near the window, from where you could simply turn your head to see the blue sky and white clouds outside.
Chu Ge exchanged a glance with Zheng Lihong, both smiling slightly. It seemed that Mr. Ouyang was indeed prepared to relax completely this time, not even opting for a bed in the luxury cabin.
Sitting in front of them were some young people, dressed in suits and leather shoes, looking the part of successful individuals. One of them, a girl in a short skirt, heavily made up, pulled out a wet wipe from her handbag before sitting down, then started to wipe her seat, all the while making a disgusted face.
However, despite this, her eyes betrayed a touch of arrogance, as if the act of cleaning her environment somehow raised her own value.
Eventually, as the girl was about to pull out a third wet wipe, Mr. Ouyang couldn’t help but say, "Young lady, the seat is clean enough, you don’t have to do this."
"Hmm?"
As soon as this was said, not only did the girl look over, but so did the group of young men in suits and leather shoes.
Mr. Ouyang’s attire, needless to say, was that of a country old man. And Chu Ge has never been fond of formal wear, so he was also dressed in ordinary casual clothing, as for Zheng Lihong, he was in his unchanging white practice clothes, much like an old man playing Tai Chi in the square.
"Hmph, what do you know, a bunch of bumpkins!" Seeing this, the girl’s gaze immediately turned contemptuous, pointing to her skirt she said with an arrogant tone, "Do you know how much I spent on this skirt? I’ll have you know it’s not available domestically, and I had to ask a friend to bring it over from abroad. If it gets dirty, it can’t even be washed."
"Just some country bumpkins who’ve never seen the world, Xiao Jie, there’s no need to lower yourself to their level," said one of the young men in suit and leather shoes, trying to calm her.
"Poverty can limit one’s vision and insight," another young man, half-reclining in his seat, wearing a noticeable blue suit. He deliberately rolled up his sleeves a bit to show off his expensive watch.
"I said we should have booked first-class, this economy class, sigh, even the air feels polluted."
"Sigh, Brother Li, just bear with it, by the time I booked the tickets, first-class was already full."
"Hmph!" The girl known as Xiao Jie snorted coldly, finally stopping her wiping motion and carefully sat down, complaining, "Sitting with a bunch of bumpkins, this is such bad luck!"
However, at that moment, Mr. Ouyang suddenly spoke up again: "Young lady, what you just said is not right. Going back three generations, who isn’t a farmer? Can you claim that your grandfather, or your great-grandfather, wasn’t a farmer?"
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