Red Packet Server Chapter 2 – Does it feel good to be smacked by money

Chapter 2 – Does it feel good to be smacked by money
“Yao Yue, I want to see you…”
Ye Zichen stood outside the girl’s dormitory, while holding two suitcases.
“We already have no relationship to each other, can you not… Aiya, Qiang-ge, don’t mess around…”
The panting coming from the other side of the phone caused Ye Zichen’s expression to turn terrifyingly dark. However, once he looked at the suitcases in his hands, a smirk once again appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“It’s the last time, I just want to give you a present…”
“Present! Just wait a bit.”
Ye Zichen only saw Yao Yue walk out of the girl’s dormitory after a good half an hour.
From the flushed look on Yao Yue’s face, it seems like the two people had just enjoyed themselves not too long ago.
For some reason, Ye Zichen felt that he had been so stupid. He hadn’t even dared to hold Yao Yue’s hand after dating her for more than half a year.
The people at the dorm called him a coward, yet he had replied with a laugh and said that it was true love!
True love!
True love, what is true love!
“What, you feel like the money Qiang-ge gave you wasn’t enough, so you want some more for your breakup fee?”
Yao Yue took a card out from her wallet and threw it at Ye Zichen with a laugh of contempt. The card fell onto the ground with a sound that induced heartbreak.
“Here’s ten thousand, Qiang-ge said to stay away from me in the future.”
Ye Zichen, who was standing in place without moving, suddenly laughed. He playfully picked up the bank card on the floor and played around with it before throwing it back in Yao Yue’s face.
“You think you’re amazing because you have some money?”
“Don’t be dumb when we’re trying to give you face…”
Yao Yue cursed him with a sullen expression, but stopped halfway when she saw Ye Zichen open his suitcases.
Two suitcases that were full of money.
However, there was a bit of problem with this money. This was underworld money that Ye Zichen had specifically spent twenty thousand kuai ordering at a funeral store.
“Just f*cking rich, right? Ah!”
Ye Zichen opened his eyes wide and casually threw out several stacks of money onto Yao Yue’s face.
Yao Yue had completely been stunned at the moment Ye Zichen opened the suitcases.
All of the students in the area surrounded them as they watched stacks of money get slapped onto Yao Yue’s face.
They had never actually seen someone using money to literally smash others.
All of them silently wondered which family’s young master Ye Zichen was for him to actually act in such an oppressing manner. Quite a few girls had already secretly memorized Ye Zichen’s face in their heart in order to try and find a chance to create a ‘coincidental meeting’.
“You like money, right? Does it feel good to get smacked with money? Hehe, what the hell are you?”
After pouring the suitcases of money onto Yao Yue’s head, Ye Zichen turned around to leave with an ice-cold expression.
As the students in school saw the money covering the entire ground, they immediately started to get riled up as they fought over it. At this moment, Yao Yue also returned to her senses and shouted towards the surrounding students.
“Nobody move, this is laoniang’s money!”
Meanwhile, Ye Zichen’s roommates had all finished eating and returned to the dorm. There was even a box of food that they had brought back for Ye Zichen.
“Why isn’t Fifth Bro’s number going through, he couldn’t have gone to commit suicide, right?”
Zhu Yunbai was the youngest in the dorm. His words never went through his brain first, and so he had no filter for what he said. Hearing that, Kang Peng raised his hand and smacked his head, then cursed at him.
“Can’t you f*cking wish for something better.”
“What Ol’ Six said might just be possible. It’s not like you guys don’t know Ol’ Five’s personality. Don’t think about how he’s pretty cheerful normally, he was completely sincere towards Yao Yue.”
Bai Yu sighed lightly with a frown, while everyone else in the dorm turned silent.
“How about calling the police?”
The youngest Zhu Yunbai suggested. After thinking about it for a while, Kang Peng also nodded.
“Let’s call the police!”
“Wait, look at what this is?”
Just when everyone was about to call the police.
“Huge, huge news…”
Zhang Rui, who was on the top bunk, suddenly stuck his head out. He was Ol’ Three in the dorm, and wore a glasses frame without any lenses to affect a scholarly, elegant air. He was outwardly cold but passionate in private, and was yet the person that was most concerned with the gossip in the school.
“What’s up?”
Kang Peng and co. went over, while Zhang Rui pointed at the title shown on his phone…
“Do you see that. Some overbearing rich second-generation appeared in a shocking manner, he actually used money to smash someone at the girl’s dorm!”
Hearing that from the doorway, Ye Zichen momentarily blanked. Aren’t they talking about me? Why is it on the school forum already?
“Oh wow, he really is using money to smash people. This retard is too cocky,” Zhu Yunbai shouted and swore. “Laozi hates this sort of rich second-generation the most.”
The surrounding people also nodded in agreement. The people in the dorm were all from normal families, what they hated most was this sort of young master that used their parents’ money to get pretentious.
“What rich second-generation, look at the person in the photos.”
Only then did everyone notice who the person was in the photo. All of a sudden, the dorm became terrifyingly quiet.
“It seems to be like Fifth Bro,” Zhu Yunbai swallowed.
“It really does seem like Ol’ Five…”
“You don’t say, it really does.”
Kacha.
Ye Zichen, who had used money to smash someone, just casually walked into the dorm. The moment he entered the room, everyone surrounded Ye Zichen as if they saw a rare animal. Zhang Rui also jumped down from the bed and held the phone up to examine the photo carefully.
“Ol’ Five, the person on here is you, right.”
Hearing that, Ye Zichen took the phone from Zhang Rui. When he saw that eye-catching title, he couldn’t help but shake his head and smile wryly.
“What rich second-generation, what I threw was f*cking underworld money.”
“Underworld money? Then why is there a bunch of people fighting over money in the photo?”
“I ordered it, it cost me quite a lot!”
The people in the dorm exploded into chatter once more.
“Ol’ Five, you’re evil enough.”
Bai Yu gave a thumb up towards Yi Zichen. Using underworld money to slap people’s faces was very unlucky. This brat didn’t think that although Ye Zichen rather kept under the radar normally, when he turned bad, he would be really that bad.
Ye Zichen ignored them and walked to the side of his bed, then took out his phone.
He opened the deities’ WeChat group and saw that the fight between Erlang Shen and the Monkey King had already stopped. The deities were all chatting about stuff like how much cultivation they earned the previous month, or that they had to pass through a trial or something.
The miracle of the ingots had already made Ye Zichen feel the uniqueness of this group. He wasn’t an idiot, if he really couldn’t feel it, then he can just go and commit suicide.
Could it be that it really is a group of deities?
Although it seemed rather unbelievable, it truly did happen to him.
Hearing the praises of his brothers in the dorm, Ye Zichen touched the bank card in his pocket.
“Everyone, quiet down a bit.”
Everyone in the dorm instantly quieted down. Ye Zichen raised up the bank card in his hand and smiled.
“In order to celebrate me successfully becoming single again, I’ll treat everyone to go out to eat at Latte.”
The room went completely silent.
Everyone in the door looked at him as if they were looking at a idiot, causing Ye Zichen to feel very uncomfortable.
“Why are you guys looking at me like that for?”
“Ye-zi, when have you treated us to a meal? It’s already good enough when you don’t try to get a meal off us every time. I can’t be hearing things, right?” Bai Yu said with an expression of disbelief.
“I feel like Fifth Bro’s gone crazy,” Zhu Yunbai also shrugged.
“Ol’ Five, I know you’re in a bad mood because you just broke up, but you don’t need to say this sort of crazy stuff, right. The cost of Latte is at least several tens of thousands, right?” As the big bro of the dorm, Kang Peng was a bit more rational in what he said.
“I’m just asking if you’re going or not,” Ye Zichen replied forcefully.
“Going.”
Everyone in the dorm answered together. Damn, aren’t you an idiot if you don’t go when someone’s treating you!
“Then let’s start the night at Latte!”