"Hello, handso Su Xuan. Can I ask you out?"
The voice on the phone was clear and pleasant, making it impossible to refuse. The speaker was none other than Su Zimo, the beautiful journalist who had interviewed him a few days ago.
"Is this about viewing the interview footage?" Su Xuan recalled her ntioning that he could review a preliminary cut. He had just finished work and parked his tricycle at the courier station to charge.
"Um... yes," Su Zimo confird.
"Location."
"Jenny’s Bar."
***
The Koenigsegg blazed through the night. Twenty minutes later, Su Xuan arrived at their eting place, Jenny’s Bar.
He was wearing the ten-thousand-yuan suit he had just bought that day. The mont he stepped out of the car, his appearance elicited gasps of admiration from a few heavily made-up won standing at the entrance.
"Wow, is that hottie a celebrity?!"
"His supercar looks like sothing out of a sci-fi movie!"
"I wonder if he has a girlfriend."
"I’d let him take away and do whatever he wants!"
As soon as they saw Su Xuan and his car, they couldn’t contain their excitent. Su Xuan ignored them and walked straight into the bar.
***
"His car... It’s a Koenigsegg!"
In the bar’s security room, the owner, Cen Haonan, was in a eting with his guards. His expression changed the instant he saw Su Xuan’s supercar on the surveillance monitor. As a senior mber of the Supercar Association, he knew all kinds of sports cars like the back of his hand and recognized the Koenigsegg imdiately.
It was the car of his dreams. A dream it would remain, however, because with his inco, he couldn’t bring himself to spend over a hundred million yuan on such a vehicle.
Cen Haonan imdiately ended the eting and gave the guards a stern command. "Get a few people out there right now and watch that Koenigsegg! Don’t let anyone get near it, especially not any drunks! If that car gets so much as a scratch, you can all pack your bags and get lost!"
Just last month, a drunk had damaged a custor’s luxury car, which had been a massive headache for him. An incident like that could not happen again, especially not with a Koenigsegg at stake.
"Understood!" four security guards replied in unison.
They quickly put on their gear and jogged outside, imdiately shooing away a group of won who were taking pictures around the Koenigsegg.
"No more pictures!" they barked. "All of you, back off! You shouldn’t be getting this close to a car like this in the first place!"
The guards then stood watch next to the supercar, forming a protective periter.
***
"Su Xuan! Over here, I’m here!" inside the bar, Su Zimo spotted Su Xuan approaching and quickly stood up, waving.
Su Xuan saw her and walked over to the table.
"What can I get you to drink?" Su Zimo asked after he sat down, cupping her stunningly beautiful face in her hands as she gazed at him.
"I’ll just have so juice," Su Xuan said. "I just ca from a round of heavy drinking, so I’m not really in the mood for more."
"That’s fine." Su Zimo called over a waiter and ordered a freshly squeezed juice for him. Then, she couldn’t help but stare at Su Xuan, her mind racing.
You co to a bar and you don’t drink? And with , Su Zimo, for company? Aren’t you afraid of missing a golden opportunity? Any other man would be dying to get drunk, wouldn’t he? What’s that saying again? If the woman isn’t drunk, the man has no chance!
"Where’s the footage?" Su Xuan asked, taking a sip of his juice. In truth, he wasn’t very interested in the interview itself. He just wanted to make sure it didn’t reveal too much of his private life and cause unnecessary trouble.
"Here." Su Zimo didn’t have her laptop, so she took out her phone, placed it in front of him, and tapped open the interview file with her delicate, slender fingertips. "Here, put these on and watch."
Considering how noisy the bar was, she thought for a mont and handed her white earphones to Su Xuan.
If her colleagues saw her do this, they would be absolutely stunned. She was a germaphobe! To her, earphones were as personal as underwear; she would never lend them to anyone, especially not a man. She firmly believed the saying that won were made of water and n were made of mud. The thought of letting her earphones be sullied by mud was utterly unacceptable. But Su Xuan was an exception. Gazing at his impossibly handso face and feeling his irresistible charm, she felt a clean, refreshing sensation, like being refreshed by a spring breeze or a gentle mist. For Su Xuan to be willing to use her earphones... that was an honor for the earphones themselves!
"It’s fine," Su Xuan said nonchalantly after he finished watching.
"Just... ’fine’?" Su Zimo pouted, tucking a stray lock of her short hair behind her ear. With her usual efficiency, she could edit a typical interview in just two hours. But for Su Xuan’s, she had pulled all-nighters for two days straight, striving for absolute perfection. And all he said was, "It’s fine"?!
Is my work that shoddy? Or am I just not charming enough?
"Well, can you at least give so notes for revision?" Su Zimo asked, a hint of pique in her voice. "I’ll keep revising it until you think it’s perfect!"
Su Xuan took a sip of his fresh juice as he rattled off a list of changes. "Don’t reveal which courier station I work at. Don’t ntion my car. Don’t include the parts about Ye Qianqian; she’s just a young girl, and it’s not right to expose her to the public like that. Also, don’t try to glorify what I did. Saving soone was just a matter of conscience. Don’t... don’t..."
Su Zimo’s beautiful, watery eyes narrowed, and she pouted.
If I edit it according to his instructions, the whole video will only be a few minutes long! How could we possibly air that?
"Is that everything?" Su Xuan glanced around at the noisy bar and pushed his juice glass away. "I’m heading ho. It’s been a long day of deliveries, and I’m tired."
He had thought Su Zimo would have picked a quiet bar, but this place was a cacophony. He didn’t like overly loud environnts.
"Ah?" Su Zimo’s beautiful eyes went wide in disbelief.
You’re really just going to watch the clip and leave? Don’t you want to... look at a little longer? Keep company? Didn’t you notice that I had sothing else in mind for tonight?
"Su Xuan, since we’re already out, let’s chat a little longer!" Su Zimo said, rubbing her chest as if her heart had been dealt a blow. She confessed with pitiful honesty, "Actually, I asked you here because I wanted to ask you for a favor."
At that mont, all traces of the sharp, capable reporter had vanished.
"What is it?" Su Xuan asked.
"My family set up on a blind date. We’ve had dinner twice, and on the surface, he seems nice enough. He acts like a perfect gentleman around , but I have no idea what he’s really like. I heard he’s coming here tonight to drink with his friends, and I was wondering if you could..." Leaning closer to Su Xuan, she asked shyly, "Could you stay and help secretly observe him for a bit?"
Though she said that, her real goal was to find an unflattering side to the man so she could use it as a valid excuse to reject him. If she refused him outright, her family would likely give her a hard ti. She didn’t believe for a second that he was just coming to a bar popular with couples simply to "drink with friends"—there were plenty of other places for that.
The truth was, she didn’t like the man at all. But she was still just a girl, and the thought of doing sothing like this alone was a little scary. That’s why she had thought of Su Xuan. He had climbed a high-rise building to save soone; he exuded a powerful sense of security.
"No." Su Xuan stood up. He had no interest in such a boring task.
Suddenly, Su Zimo shot her hand out, grabbing his. "Sit down, quick! They’re here!"
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