Meanwhile, Yang Yang took the prepared speech from his car.
After taking it out, he surveyed the scene.
Especially Xiao Bei, who had already left.
In fact, just as he had turned back toward his car moments ago,
he had already taken a photo of Xiao Bei.
He had never been a particularly magnanimous person.
Back then, he had been a nobody.
Later, after entering the entertainment industry, he had found success.
Thinking of all the unfairness he had suffered in the past,
what he thought of was not how to help others.
Instead, he wanted to do the same thing himself.
And after doing so several times,
he had always come out on top, and it felt incredibly satisfying.
So this was what it felt like to stand above others.
He could twist black into white and call a deer a horse!
That sort of thing had become addictive.
So now, he cared greatly about his image.
In short, he no longer gave people the simple, honest impression he had when he had first debuted.
If he was not busy trying to look cool, then he was busy showing off.
He got out of the car, nodded to Sister Hong, and left.
But as he walked away, he uploaded the candid photo he had just taken of Xiao Bei
directly onto Weibo, along with a caption:
There really are all kinds of people. Shanghai traffic is already crowded enough,
my car scraped against someone else's, and I explained it to them. I have an appearance to get to, and I'm running out of time,
I suggested settling it privately and said I'd pay whatever compensation was due, but they clearly weren't after money,
they wanted to extort me, so I'll just leave it to our beloved traffic police to