1696: C1696 I'm Just a Nouveau Riche

C1696 I'm Just a Nouveau Riche

Some people, born into this world, are at the top of the human hierarchy, looking down on others.

This kind of superior aura could not be faked, nor was it something that could be cultivated in the future.

Later on, no matter how high he climbed, he would never be able to possess this temperament — because he knew that if he used this kind of expression on his face, he would offend a lot of people that he shouldn't have offended.

Du Zikang wasn't afraid, or it could be said that he didn't know that this attitude of his would cause others to dislike him. Du Zikang wasn't afraid, or it could be said that he didn't know that this attitude of his would cause others to dislike him.

In Du Zikang's eyes, Gao Fei, who was currently in the limelight of the Holy Dynasty, could only be a nouveau riche.

That's all.

At the same time, any person who had never known how high they were since they were young would definitely have the capital to be arrogant.

Du Zikang was arrogant because he was someone from the Du Family.

There weren't many people with outstanding Du Family in the imperial court. The strongest one seemed to be the second in command of a certain province, but his Du Family could make him into one of the top clans in the entire imperial court. It could be said that he was an invisible Wealthy Class.

Du Zikang, on the other hand, was someone who was carefully nurtured by Du Family as a third generation leader of the criminal law. Just like his unfamous grandfather, although he was hiding behind the scenes, Taoist Du, who was revered by many big figures, had to listen to his arrangements.

Taoist Du, was Du Zikang's second uncle, and was also one of the greatest assistance to him after he became the Patriarch of Du Family in the future.

With such a powerful background and a noble bloodline, the future leader of a large family with over two thousand years of history could be influenced. It would be strange if he didn't think highly of Gao Fei.

Du Zikang's identity was so noble that Mr. Gao had no interest in studying such things. He was too lazy to even ask what relationship he had with White Cloud Monastery and Taoist Du, but after hearing how much arrogance he displayed on the phone, he just felt very unhappy and wanted to curse, "Who do you think you are? I'll go wherever you want me to go."

"Idiot."

Looking at his phone, Gao Fei cursed. He casually threw down his phone and prepared to start the car, directly returning to Jinnan.

However, he changed his mind as soon as he started the car: It's still early, Shen Yinbing won't get married tomorrow anyway, so it's not impossible for him to go to White Cloud Monastery first and have a formal meeting with Du Zikang.

Moreover, Du Zikang wanted to talk to him about Wang Chen.

Gao Fei had a complicated feeling about Wang Chen. The kind that he couldn't put his finger on, when he was determined to live his life with her, was only because of her understanding and virtue. Who would have thought that she would bring trouble to Gao Fei.

After all, her existence always put Gao Fei in an awkward position like Unfaithful Lover's.

Even if he was determined to make her stay with Du Zikang, whenever he thought of her, he would feel a lump in his heart and feel very uncomfortable. It was just like how he normally felt that her existence was negligible, but in reality, it was not like that.

She was the officially acknowledged wife of Gao Family, even now.

Therefore, since Du Zikang was going to be frank about Wang Chen's' homecoming 'with Gao Fei, then if Gao Fei ignored him, it would lead to some very bad effects.

Du Zikang said, "You should get White Cloud Monastery."

Gao Fei left.

On the way, the sky began to rain, and about ten minutes later, the sun had already appeared again.

When the car arrived at the entrance of White Cloud Monastery, the sun had already turned into a red sun. Surrounded by the golden red sunset, there were many birds searching for food.

Aside from a few self-driving tourists who were still bargaining with the peddlers by the roadside, the majority of the tourists who came to visit White Cloud Monastery had already left the mountain.

The cleaner was sweeping the floor. Gao Fei's car flew far away with a bag hanging by his side and hung it on a branch. This caused her to be displeased and she cursed a few times in a low voice.

The guard at the gate had probably already received the news, so Gao Fei's car had just stopped in front of the iron fence when it started moving.

Compared to the times when Chen Guoguo had disguised herself as Gao Fei to come to White Cloud Monastery, Gao Fei himself had only come here once. He didn't even know where Taoist Du's abode was, so he asked a young Taoist on the way.

Arriving at the back of the mountain, Gao Fei saw Du Zikang standing in front of the moon gate from afar.1

Du Zikang wore a dark gray suit, White Shirt s, and his hair was combed to a fine point. He had a calm and refined smile on his face, as if he had been waiting for Gao Fei since centuries ago.

Du Zikang himself was definitely a role model for gentlemen and gentlemen. Whether it was to Gao Fei or beggars, his face always carried a very comfortable smile.

"He's coming."

After Gao Fei got off the car, Du Zikang happened to walk in front of the car. Du Zikang walked in front of the car, and when Gao Fei reached out his hand, he could easily grasp the distance of Gao Fei's hand.

Gao Fei looked and didn't even look at his outstretched hand. He raised his head and looked at the trees and flowers behind the Moon Gate. He said lightly: "I just peed and didn't wash my hands."

Since Young Master Du is so elegant, then Mr. Gao will play the vulgar game. In any case, this is what everyone has in mind. He is neither pretentious nor pretentious, it's just that his background is different and has nothing to do with temperament.

"Hehe, please come with me."

Du Zikang laughed without a care, then moved to the side and made a gesture of "please".

"Yes."

Gao Fei nodded indifferently. As he walked past him, he suddenly raised his left hand and punched him hard in the eye!

Before Du Zikang could cry out in pain, Gao Fei's right hand, which had blocked the water gun, covered Du Zikang's mouth in time, preventing him from making any more sounds. His left hand clenched into a fist and punched Du Zikang's stomach a few times.

Gao Fei was now fighting at the Grandmaster level. He could be like an expert at games, controlling the strength of his attacks at will, and accurately controlling the speed of "you can hurt people but you won't hurt them".

Du Zikang, who was hit hard, had his stomach constrict. The rice he ate at noon went up against the current, but his mouth was tightly covered by Gao Fei. He couldn't spit it out at all, he could only swallow it.

After punching Du Zikang a few times, Gao Fei finally released Du Zikang and stood to the side.

"OWW — WW!"

Du Zikang opened his mouth and spat out the dirt in it.

Gao Fei watched him squat there vomiting with a faint smile on his face. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and after looking at him for a while with pity in his eyes, he shook his head and walked into the Moon Gate.

No matter how bad his impression of someone was, Gao Fei was just a nouveau riche. He didn't have the qualifications, nor did he have the interest to sharpen his head and drill into the circle of aristocrats. When he was in a bad mood, he could completely use the most honest method to deal with someone.

Everyone had their true colors, and there was no difference between good and bad.

However, there was one thing for sure. After Gao Fei made his move, the depression he felt whenever he thought of Wang Chen lessened by a lot. With the help of the light from the lamp, he briskly walked along the cobblestone path and walked towards the abode at the back.

He arrived at the reed curtain hanging on the door and hesitated for a moment. Then, a clear voice came from inside, "High Scholar, please come in."

"Taoist Du, you really know how to calculate. You already knew that I was coming even before I went in."

Gao Fei lifted the curtain and walked in.

There were no lights in the room, only oil lamps.

In this kind of environment, only oil lamps emitting the fragrance of incense could make this place seem like a peaceful and quiet place. Modern lighting definitely could not appear, otherwise it would definitely destroy the mood here.

Of course, although tourists must buy tickets to get a better view of the world, this common and damaging thing cannot be removed: no matter how profound a concept is, it is no better than the material enjoyment of modern times.

It was empty except for a tea table on the floor and a tea tray on the table. The fragrance of the tea drifted around the room, blending with the dim red light emitted by the oil lamp beside.

A black robed Old Taoist was sitting behind a tea table facing the door. Two praying mats were placed on both sides of him. It seemed like they were prepared for Gao Fei and Wu Tie.

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