He didn’t need to see the time; his body’s response told him the result wouldn’t be good.
“Maintaining this level after a year without training is already quite remarkable,” the coach still encouraged him. Jiang Wang was one of the most promising people he had ever seen, and had been trained as a key prospect back then.
He smiled and patted the coach’s shoulder: “I’m going.”
After leaving, Jiang Wang went to a nearby convenience store and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
He tilted his head, put a cigarette in his mouth, cupped the flame with one hand, and skillfully lit it. Through the swirling smoke, he saw a man in a suit who was also looking at him with fury.
“Jiang Wang, look at yourself—how are you anything like my son?” the man frowned.
Jiang Wang raised his eyelids, scanning him up and down.
Jiang Chen wore an immaculate suit, his hair slicked back without a strand out of place, while he had just come from the swimming pool, his hair not even dry yet.
Indeed, they didn’t look alike.
He slightly raised his eyebrows and blew a puff of smoke toward him.
“If we weren’t in front of the company, you’d see if I wouldn’t beat you to death,” Jiang Chen said, restraining his anger.
The Jiang Group was right across the street.
No wonder they met.
Jiang Wang laughed outright: “Mr. Jiang is impressive.”
“Don’t talk to me like that!” Jiang Chen pointed his index finger at his face.
Shi Niannian came out of the bookstore, not expecting to see Jiang Wang.
She had come by bicycle, and after buying books, she went to the back of the bookstore to find her bike when she saw Jiang Wang and a… man fighting.
Not wanting to get involved in trouble, she turned to leave.
But then she heard the man kick Jiang Wang to the ground and roll up his sleeves: “Today I’m going to teach you a good lesson, you little beast!”
Shi Niannian paused, looking back.
The man appeared to be in his forties, dressed in a suit and leather shoes. Jiang Wang sat on the ground, chin raised, with a cold, self-mocking smile.
She had seen Jiang Wang fight twice before, but had never seen him so disheveled and defeated.
“Stop!” she shouted, her voice wavering halfway, sounding lacking in confidence.
She ran between the two, arms spread wide in front of Jiang Wang. “I-I’ve already called the police.”
The words came out stuttering, and no one would believe her. Jiang Chen frowned, glancing at Shi Niannian.
She had casually put on her school uniform when going out, with First High’s emblem on her chest.
Jiang Chen angrily said, “Get out of the way!”
Shi Niannian looked at the man before her, and for a moment xthought his features somewhat resembled Jiang Wang’s.
Jiang Wang grabbed her hand and pulled Shi Niannian behind him again, his eyes flashing with fury and gloom.
“Try touching her, I fucking dare you.”