The server was terrified as he watched the scene unfold. This was a million-dollar luxury car, and these rich people were treating it like a toy. What would happen to the BMW owner who had just angered him?
“Play with your car first, then play with yourself. Tonight is Derrick’s party, let’s see how you’ll run,” the young man said with ease. He didn’t seem to care about his damaged vehicle at all – after all, in his eyes, a Maserati President wasn’t even that great of a car.
Just then, another sports car pulled up and its owner walked over to the Porsche owner next to him looking surprised, “Mr. Ted, what happened? How did your car get hit like this?”
“Some idiot tried to steal my parking spot so I hit his car,” Quincy Ted said nonchalantly.
“Damn! You really went all out for just a crappy BMW!” Aaron Simpson exclaimed.
“To me, the Maserati President is just a toy but for someone like him an BMW is everything they have – it’s worth it.” Quincy sneered.
Aaron nodded in agreement, “I guess you’re right but since you paid such an expensive price for it, are you going to let this go? Will there be some good entertainment tonight?”
“There will definitely be some good entertainment but we still need to show Derrick some respect since this is his party. We’ll just play around with trash like him.” Quincy replied confidently.
In the club, Leo found a lot of young men and women in an outdoor courtyard. The women were dressed provocatively in thin attire.
Since the place had been privately booked, these people must be friends invited by Derrick, but Leo didn’t see Derrick himself.
As Leo was observing the scene, Quincy also entered.
Tonight’s gathering was a party for rich second-generation individuals, where they drank and flirted with girls. This was something that the wealthy second generation of Langstel often did.
There’s a saying that goes “rich and idle,” referring to families who are wealthy and don’t have to do anything but still drive luxury cars and wear designer brands. Most of them, without any life pressures, enjoyed eating, drinking, and having fun.
When Quincy saw Leo, he said to Aaron, “It’s that worthless guy. I can’t believe he dares to show up at our party in his crappy BMW.”
Aaron looked at Leo and sneered, “Every time we have a gathering, we always have to let in a few pieces of garbage. These people just want to curry favor with us, don’t they?”
Quincy laughed, “That’s true. These outsiders try so hard to fit into our circle, but with different family backgrounds, how could these wastes become our friends?”
“Well, should I go play with him?” Aaron asked.
“Sure, why not? These kinds of wastes need to be taught a lesson. Otherwise, they’ll start thinking they’re important,” Quincy replied.
Aaron nodded and walked toward Leo with a drink in his hand.
“Is that beat-up BMW outside yours?” Aaron approached Leo and asked mockingly.
“Do I know you?” Leo coldly retorted.
“I don’t know garbage like you, but we’re clearing the place now. Inadequate scum like you don’t have the qualifications to be at our gathering.”
After speaking, Aaron threw his drink directly in Leo’s face.
Quincy timely approached Leo with a smile and exclaimed, “I recently watched a garbage sorting program. You were supposed to be dry garbage, but now that you’ve been splashed with alcohol, are you turning into wet garbage?”
“Mr. Ted, why bother distinguishing between dry and wet garbage? Isn’t it all just a pile of trash?” Aaron mocked.
Leo wiped the drink off his face, calmly saying, “I’ll give you both a chance. Get down on your knees and apologize to me.”
The laughter from the two abruptly stopped, and they looked at Leo in disbelief.
“You want us to apologize? Am I hearing correctly?” Quincy pretended to clean his ears, suspecting he was hallucinating.
“What the hell are you? Asking us to apologize to you? Don’t you even know what kind of place this is, and you still managed to sneak in?” Aaron shouted loudly.
The commotion quickly drew the attention of others. Most of the people there knew Quincy, so in their eyes, Leo was like a jumping clown.
“These low-class guys are becoming more and more clueless. They dare to infiltrate our gathering and offend Mr. Ted. Aren’t they asking for death?”
“Maybe these guys came up with a new trick, trying to stand out by going against the norm, deliberately catching our attention.”
“Heh, what can these trash do even if they catch our attention? Do they think they can enter our circle like that?”
Some disdainful voices echoed among the crowd, as they all regarded Leo as an outsider who managed to sneak into the party.
Certain women, especially after sizing up Leo, displayed strong contempt on their faces.
These women were able to attend the party not because of their high status but solely because of their physical appearance, which could please the second-generation individuals present. To put it bluntly, they traded their bodies for momentary glamour and splendor.
“Mr. Ted, he asked you to kneel down. You’re not going to let it slide, are you?”
“Mr. Ted, in this situation, the appropriate response is to beat him up.”
“Mr. Ted, if you’re afraid to even touch this kind of waste, we’ll look down on you.”
The crowd began to cheer.
Quincy was forced into a corner and couldn’t back down, no matter how much he wanted to.
He originally didn’t plan to cause too much trouble at Derrick’s party, but with so many eyes on him now, if he let it slide, where would his dignity go?
“Asshole, today you’re out of luck. Since everyone’s in such high spirits, how could I disappoint them?” Quincy said grimly to Leo.
After speaking, Quincy clenched his fist and aimed for Leo’s face.
The crowd started cheering and cheering for Quincy.
The second-generation individuals who came here were all fond of spectacles and didn’t mind causing a scene.
In their eyes, fighting with a worthless person was nothing out of the ordinary. It was just another exciting addition to the party.
The noisy voices suddenly fell silent.
Because everyone saw Leo grabbing Quincy’s incoming fist.
After a moment, the clamor resumed.
“Quincy, what are you doing? Can’t you take down this trash?”
“You can’t even beat this kind of garbage? That would be a joke.”
“Is there anyone willing to lend a hand to Mr. Ted? It seems like our Mr. Ted can’t beat this trash.”
The taunting words made Quincy’s face turn extremely ugly.
Only he knew the actual situation. No matter how much force he exerted, his hand was firmly held, unable to strike out or retract.
“Trash, let go of me, damn it!” Quincy gritted his teeth.
“One chance, that’s all I’ll give you.”
In a lightning-fast motion, Leo delivered a kick, hitting Quincy’s left knee.