Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 164 Mo Chen humiliated by guards!?

Chapter 164 Mo Chen humiliated by guards!?

Outside the Blue Orchid Pavilion, a man found himself halted by two imposing guards stationed at the entrance.

"Sir, could you please show us your invitation?" The first guard inquired with a tone of professionalism, his gaze fixed on Mo Chen who stood before them wearing attire that appeared rather ordinary.

Mo Chen's brows knitted in mild confusion. An invitation? He didn't possess one, at least not in the conventional sense. His attendance had been arranged through Bai Wenling, who wished to introduce him to her circle of friends.

Their initial meeting had occurred during a stone gambling event. Bai Wenling had been accompanied by the retired dean of Qingyun University, and Mo Chen's exceptional performance had caught the attention of both the dean and Bai Wenling herself.

As for Bai Wenling, she was a first-year freshman at Qingyun University, originally hailing from Xianghui. Despite being part of a well-off family in the yachting business, she had chosen to study in Qingyun City for a change of environment. Her family's connections had facilitated her entry to Qingyun University instead of opting for any other University in capital. Her intention was to secure a degree before joining her family's business.

The gathering scheduled for today was a counselling session for some soon-to-graduate high school students. Originally planned for just four participants, including Bai Wenling, she later decided to extend the invitation to Mo Chen as well.

Observing Mo Chen's puzzled expression, the guards remained unfazed. They were accustomed to the steady stream of people attempting to gain entry despite not possessing the required credentials for access.

Just as Mo Chen was about to retreat, his attention was captured by another man dressed in a sharp suit. This individual strode past the guards without showing any form of identification.

Mo Chen's eyebrows lifted in reaction. He couldn't help but interject, "Why did you let him through? Does he have an invitation?"

His words held a sharp edge, reflecting his disdain for the wealthy who often treated those less privileged with indifference.

Ever since acquiring his x-ray vision ability, Mo Chen had earned a significant amount of money through gambling. His motivation for this newfound wealth was simple – to provide his mother and younger sister with a better life.

The first guard's expression soured, and he pointed towards the luxurious Ferrari parked nearby. "The guest arriving in that car is more than qualified to enter. What have you got? Walking here and expecting royal treatment?"

Mo Chen's voice had risen, and he wasn't about to hold back either. His irritation was palpable.

As he eyed the impressive Ferrari, Mo Chen's frustration deepened. "Do you believe I can't afford a Ferrari? I could buy ten of them without breaking a sweat!" He spoke with a touch of arrogance, trying to assert his own financial prowess.

"Where's your manager? Call him!" Mo Chen's voice carried a note of authority. He was certain that once he displayed his premium bank card, the manager would be forced to apologize and take action against the two guards.

"How dare these people discriminate against others based on wealth?" Mo Chen's tone grew more accusatory, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and defiance.

Mo Chen had recently amassed over 50 million HLD through stone gambling alone. He had become a VIP customer of the bank, and he certainly wasn't lacking in funds.

Mo Chen shot a glare at the them, his voice tinged with defiance. "I don't care who you think is qualified or not. I was personally invited by Bai Wenling herself. Look her up on your list if you don't believe me."

The first guard sighed, appearing exasperated. "Just let him in. If he's lying, it's not our problem."

However the second guard shook his head, "Chairman is coming for inspection today, we can't afford to make him any trouble today!" He whispered, and the first guard expression instantly chanegd.

Both of the guards exchanged an shared look of understanding, with the second guard taking the lead in responding, "Kid, get lost before we kick you out of here!" He punctuated his words by physically pushing Mo Chen aside.

Stunned by the audacity of the guards, Mo Chen's teeth clenched in frustration. His gaze flickered between the two guards, his expression a mixture of defiance and indignation. "Is this how you treat everyone who isn't dripping in money?"

Mo Chen's bold words were met with an arrogant smirk from the second guard. "Listen here, brat. We're here to ensure that the event runs smoothly. We don't need troublemakers like you causing a scene. Now, get lost!"

Mo Chen's fists clenched at his sides, his determination only growing stronger. He might have been denied entry, but he refused to let anyone make him feel inferior based on appearances alone.

With a defiant expression, Mo Chen held his head high as he took a few steps back from the pavilion. He knew that his value extended beyond the car he drove or the clothes he wore. He was more than willing to prove himself on his own terms.

As he walked away from the entrance, he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "One day, you'll regret treating people like this."

He felt a deep humiliation in his heart, and swore to take revenge!

Frustrated and determined, he decided to call Bai Wenling, asking her to come and fetch him. He wouldn't let a couple of condescending guards ruin his day or his chance to meet her friends.

The guards who overheard Mo Chen's defiant remarks burst into laughter, their mockery ringing in the air. "Come back when you have your ten Ferraris, haha!"

"Looks like this bastard wants to climb Mount Tai in a single step, haha!"

Mo Chen's glare remained fixed on them, his lips tightly sealed. He refused to stoop down to their level and engage in a pointless exchange.

Instead, he held onto a quiet determination. Someday, he vowed to teach them a lesson they wouldn't forget. With his photographic memory as an asset, he would ensure that those who had looked down on him would come to regret their actions.

Unbeknownst to Mo Chen, the reason the guards had allowed the earlier man to pass without an invitation was due to the license plate on his Ferrari.

Blue Orchid Pavilion was owned by the Wang family, and their young master had given explicit orders not to hinder any car with a certain license plate. This was a privilege extended to the cars in Lin Ruoxi's garage, most of which were gifts from Wang Haoran as part of their business relationship.

And the man who had just passed through was none other than Zhang Wei.

As Zhang Wei walked through the corridor towards the private room, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. Something unexpected had seemingly caught his attention.