Who the hell is this detestable guy?
Apart from Chen Fei, Boss Hana and most of their entourage felt displeased, as the other party didn’t show the slightest hint of friendliness but was full of mockery instead.
"Mr. Besman Hubs, the big boss of Sulte Defense Co., Ltd., which has the contract for Aircrew Base 633, are you also here to watch the ’Abyssal Gladiatorial Arena’?"
Chen Fei sized up the man, his remark serving both as a greeting and letting his colleagues and the bosses know who this guy was.
Looking at those around him, a bunch of pampered nobodies shaking their heads and wagging their tails, all of them flawed goods, and there were even flamboyant tramps. They were not only here to watch the battle but also to revel.
It seemed that not a single person from Aircrew Base 633 had been brought along, just these fair-weather friends he was loafing around with.
What should have been a precious opportunity for the crucial employees to observe and learn was squandered so carelessly.
In Chen Fei’s eyes, the man had become the epitome of a "profligate son." When compared side by side, it made Boss Hana look even better.
"Of course! I’m different from you guys; my train ticket won’t be canceled!"
Besman Hubs, with a cheeky grin and hands on his hips, boasted shamelessly of his superiority right in front of the Jiu Defense crowd.
"Damn, what sort of creature is this bragging guy?"
Chekhov Big Bear felt his fists the size of sand bowls getting itchy — a sure sign that someone needed a good thumping.
"Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios questioned, "Why wouldn’t your train ticket be canceled?"
Everyone was from the same industry, so why were their tickets canceled while he still managed to board today’s train?
Chen Fei said disdainfully, "This guy is a relative of someone high up in the Global United Defense Committee."
His ticket wasn’t canceled because he had connections, not because of any real merit or status in the Jianghu.
Fucking nepotist, I really want to knock the shit out of him.
"Fuck!" ×2
The captains of the "Genuine Fragrance" squadron said in unison, while everyone else also glared angrily.
"Hahaha, correct answer, but no prize!"
Besman Hubs pointed at Chen Fei and his group, laughing loudly along with his gang of cronies and glamorous tramps.
Then he waved his hand dismissively.
"Let’s go, let’s go, they’re about to check tickets soon. Let these idiots keep waiting!"
The man successfully incited public outrage as many glared angrily at his entourage, and there were others too whose train tickets were forcibly canceled besides those from Jiu Defense.
If it weren’t for the increased security at the train station, a fight might have already broken out.
"Really fucking... spit!" "Sauerkraut" Tempun Schneider spat viciously onto the ground at the retreating figure of the man.
"Spitting on the ground, a fine of five Stars!"
An old, weathered dark-skinned granny squeezed through the crowd, brandishing a ticket, grabbed the dumbfounded Tempun Schneider by the hand, and slapped it earnestly into his palm.
"Here, ten Stars!"
"Your change, five Stars!"
Tempun Schneider’s cheeks twitched as he reluctantly paid the fine, then irritably tossed the tofu-dried-sized ticket aside.
"Littering peelings and scraps, a fine of five Stars!"
The old woman hadn’t gone far when she spun around and nimbly tore off another ticket, promptly snatching back the five-star banknote she’d just handed out as change.
What a move, ten Stars gone in the blink of an eye; the spirited young man was completely dumbfounded.
The train station had beefed up its security, and its ability to make money wherever it could was strengthened too.
With home-ground advantage, the old lady, who was just and methodical, left them with no choice but to hold their noses and pay the fines.
Hanna Gagar frowned as she watched the young employee get fined twice in quick succession, reminding him, "Don’t do anything stupid again, there are many here secretly watching."
A five Star loss here, a ten Star loss there—the amounts weren’t large, but being fined in front of everyone was humiliating.
"Chen Fei! Xiao Jiu!"
A voice of surprise came through.
Chen Fei looked in the direction of the voice and exclaimed, "Eh? Teacher Shen, and Uncle, you’re here too!"
Not only did he see Shen Fei, but also her father, Shen Songling, the Vice President of Northern Weapons Industry Group. If he wasn’t mistaken, this was one of the sponsors of the Abyss Arena. The representatives from Northern Weapons Industry Group had arrived, likely numbering three to five hundred people, standing out distinctively among the crowd.
"Little Chen!"
Shen Songling also noticed Chen Fei and took the initiative to greet him.
"Teacher Shen!"
"Teacher Shen, you’re here too?"
"What a coincidence!"
...
"Tweet!" Little Bird flew over and landed on Shen Fei’s shoulder, then was cradled in her palms, happily rolling around.
Hey, you little traitor!
Even if people didn’t recognize someone from the Northern Weapons Industry Group, Shen Fei, the teacher from Patan Elementary School in the mountainous region, and the old neighbor from Aircrew Base 911, were known by many present, who greeted her one after another.
Above, the airport was busy with more aircraft arriving than usual, as the train was the main public transportation to "The Abyss Coliseum" for the big fight event, bringing even more people here, and the chances of running into acquaintances increased since many were from the same industry.
People around cast surprised looks, clearly not expecting someone from Jiu Defense Company to have old ties with the Northern Weapons Industry Group, probably unable to imagine that the daughter of the vice president of the Northern Weapons Industry Group had been teaching in the mountains for many years and was quite familiar with the folks from Aircrew Base 911.
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"Chen Fei!"
Chen Fei heard his name being called again, a very familiar voice.
He looked in the direction of the call.
"Uncle?!"
He quickly waved his hand.
The head of the Chen Family Gate, his uncle, Chen Haiqing, also the chairman of National Defense Star Aerospace Company, was accompanied by hundreds of people. They pushed aside everyone nearby, and it seemed the sponsors of this event were all personally leading their teams.
For a moment, beside the people from Jiu Defense, two giants emerged starkly against each other, and the bustling hubbub of the train station gradually quieted down.
"Hmm, are you also here to watch the fight?"
Uncle Chen Haiqing didn’t come over but nodded at Chen Fei from afar.
"Yes, this is my boss, Hanna Gagar from Jiu Defense Company, and these are my colleagues!"
Chen Fei quickly introduced the people around him to his uncle, only naming Boss Hanna and leaving out the rest.
The difference in status was too great; even if he gave their names, his uncle wouldn’t bother to remember them.
"Hmm! Your train tickets have been canceled, right? Come with us and board the train!"
Chen Haiqing greeted Chen Fei out of respect for his nephew from the Chen Family, but he wouldn’t have bothered if it were anyone else.
There were too many minor characters; if he engaged with each one, he might as well have become a human answering machine, with no time for real work.
"Uh..." Chen Fei hesitated for a moment, looking in the direction of Shen Fei and her father.
"Little Chen, you can join us as well," said Shen Songling, nodding at Chen Fei. Adding a dozen more people to the Northern Weapons Industry Group’s team was no big deal.
"Vice President Shen..."
Chen Haiqing also looked over, exchanging a glance with Shen Songling, seemingly surprised by the vice president of the Northern Weapons Industry Group’s attitude. His own reason was to look after a Chen Family Disciple, while the other man was...
Shen Songling said with a smile, "Little Chen and my daughter are friends!"
Whether he was a boyfriend remained to be seen; his stance was not definitive, leaving room for the future.
Good gracious!
The people from National Defense Star Aerospace Company looked at Vice President Shen and then at Chen Xiao’er.
Due to their chairman and major shareholder’s relationship, Chen Family Disciples were also considered half one of their own at National Defense Star—the young man’s maneuver had caught them off guard.
If Chen Fei received Shen Songling’s approval, it would represent a similar relationship for the Northern Weapons Industry Group.
Among the top ten combat aircraft manufacturers globally, National Defense Star Aerospace Company ranked fourth, closely followed by the Northern Weapons Industry Group at fifth. Their relationship was more competitive than cooperative, a rivalry that was constructive and aligned with top-level expectations.
However, the relationship between Chen Fei and Shen Fei might disrupt the delicate balance of competition without bitterness.
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"Sorry, Uncle, I’m going with Teacher Shen."
Chen Fei shrugged his shoulders at Chen Haiqing.
With his girlfriend and future father-in-law present, the choice of whom to prioritize wasn’t even a question, and besides, his uncle would understand.
"Hmm! Keep up the good work!"
Chen Haiqing didn’t take offense, indeed, nodded at Shen Songling and Shen Fei, and entered the nearby ticket gate surrounded by his entourage.
Ticket inspection? Unnecessary—the entire train had been chartered by the financially powerful National Defense Star, indistinguishable from a private train.
As the people from National Defense Star had just left, the waiting hall that had quieted down for a short while became lively again.
Keep up the good work?
Chen Fei picked up on the underlying meaning in his uncle’s words.
Looking again toward Shen Fei and his future father-in-law, he said, "Excuse me!"
His bird was still in their hands; how could he possibly go with his uncle?