Once upon a time, it was strange that at noon, precisely at midnight, Long Aotian recovered on time.
Suddenly, the pain in his stomach disappeared. Although he still felt weak, at least the issue of diarrhea was temporarily halted.
Stepping out of the suburban villa, a brand-new Audi RS7 was parked in front of him.
The guard Hua Xueqing held his sword and clasped his fists: "Young Master, everything has been arranged."
Long Aotian stood up straight and glanced at the car: "This Young Master is now going out low-key. To achieve the effect of showing off, I need to lower my status and pretend to be an ordinary loser. Only then can the effect of showing off be maximized. Change the car, the lower-key, the better."
Hua Xueqing was stunned: "Yes."
A few minutes later.
Long Aotian looked at the car in front of him, rubbed his chin, and fell into deep thought.
"Xueqing."
"Young Master."
"Is this the car you found for this Young Master?"
"Yes."
Long Aotian felt like vomiting blood in frustration.
Was that thing in front of him even considered a car? It was more like a tractor!
And it was even an old diesel tractor.
"This thing..."
Hua Xueqing said, "Young Master, this is a Fengshou-brand tractor, diesel-powered, very dynamic. Low-key, simple, rustic, and lacking in taste, it perfectly meets Young Master's requirements."
Long Aotian looked at Hua Xueqing: "You really have no brains. Get another car."
"There are none left."
"None left? Young Master, there's no more time. Your schedule today is quite full, and if we delay any longer, it won't be enough."
Long Aotian was half dead with anger: "Fine, just this one then. Anyway... it's just a means of transportation."
"Please, Young Master, start this car yourself!"
"How... do I start it?"
"There is a crank here. Insert the crank into the starting hole and vigorously shake the lever until this tractor bangs and almost jumps up."
Long Aotian's face darkened as he began to start the hand-cranked tractor.
Long Aotian had never cranked this thing before, only knowing to use brute force. Hua Xueqing was there to guide him:
"Young Master needs to exert continuous force, don't stop."
"Young Master, hold on a little longer, it's almost there!"
"Young Master's arms need to swing vigorously. At this time, you must give it your all and don't hold back."
"Young Master is truly extraordinary, but let me do it."
Long Aotian sat on the tractor, his internal organs almost popping out of his mouth from the shaking.
"Where did you find this piece of junk?"
The engine was too loud, so they could only shout to talk.
Hua Xueqing shouted, "From a farmer, bought it for ninety thousand yuan."
"This piece of junk costs ninety thousand?"
"Please calm down, Young Master, it's about to rain."
"What about the soft top switch?"
"Young Master, you're overthinking it. This is a tractor, there is no top, neither soft nor hard."
Long Aotian was thoroughly enraged: "What do we do now that it's going to rain?"
"Young Master, I have a plan."
"Speak!"
"Hold it."
Long Aotian was furious: "Damn it, luckily it's just a drizzle. How far are we from the city? If it's just this little rain, it's nothing."
Before Long Aotian finished speaking, thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down, instantly turning the two of them into drowned rats.
Long Aotian was soaked to the bone, feeling cold from the rain.
The vibration of the tractor made his internal organs almost shift position. His already uncomfortable stomach felt even worse now.
Gripping the steering wheel with both hands, shaking like a sieve, Long Aotian looked bitterly resentful:
"Damn it! I've been having bad luck since yesterday. I don't believe there's no end to this streak of misfortune!"
Hua Xueqing apologized, "Please don't speak ill omens, Young Master!"
"What nonsense! Is there anything more unlucky than this right now?"
"Young Master, please be careful, there's a manure pit ahead!"
"What!?"
"Young Master, let me go first!"
"What... Oh my god!"
Boom!
Long Aotian fell into the manure pit, feeling nauseous.
Hua Xueqing shouted from the shore, "Young Master, please get out of the pit quickly!"
Long Aotian roared angrily, "Help, this damn tractor has pinned my leg!"
"Young Master, the tractor is worthless, just abandon it. Young Master's life is invaluable, don't stay in the manure pit for too long! Please make a decision soon, Young Master!"
"I said my leg is pinned! Move it away!"
"Young Master, allow me to help you out of the pit!"
"The tractor! Damn it! It's pressing on my leg! Move it!"
Hua Xueqing awkwardly said, "Young Master, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Move it!"
"Why didn't you say it earlier?"
...
Lu Chengwen slept comfortably for a while.
When he woke up, he began to contemplate life.
He couldn't just idly wait for death, could he?
He couldn't escape now, so he could only stay and figure out how to deal with the upcoming plot.
To handle such a complicated plot, he must ensure his good mental state, abundant physical strength, and energy, and an optimistic mindset.
So, hehe, enjoy the glory and wealth, it's imperative!
Jiang Shihan followed behind him.
The two attendants pushed open the double doors of the cloakroom.
Damn capitalists, the happiness of the rich is truly unimaginable!
The cloakroom was unexpectedly several dozen meters long.
On both sides, up to the roof, were exquisite cabinets.
The attendant opened the ones on the left, filled with various high-end clothes, neatly arranged and categorized by season.
On the right, a row was opened, filled with all kinds of fancy shoes. Leather shoes, sneakers, casual shoes, beach shoes...
In one cabinet, there were hundreds of high-end watches, more luxurious than those in a watch shop.
In one cabinet, there were all kinds of accessories, suit cuffs, brand-name belts, pure gold rings, high-end sunglasses...
Lu Chengwen glanced at it and told Jiang Shihan, "Donate all the clothes and shoes."
"All of them?"
"All."
Lu Chengwen said, "Immediately inform my image designer that from today onwards, I want to change my style. I no longer want anything flashy."
"Mr. Lu, what style do you want?"
"A formal noble attire, the kind of British style worn by business elites. Have you seen James Bond? That kind of decent suit, Italian leather shoes, brand-name watches, white shirts."
"Understood, I will communicate with the design team."
"Help me select a few cars."
"What kind of sports car does Mr. Lu want?"
"No sports cars, just a sedan and an SUV will do. Replace the business car with a pure
black, high-grade one. The sedan and SUV should be low-key and stable."
"Understood."
"Get me another villa closer to home, with a bit of artistic taste in the decoration. Don't make it look like some nouveau riche's place where all you can see is money."
"Yes."
Lu Chengwen was pleased with himself. "Arrange it quickly, make it happen as soon as possible."
"Yes."
Zhao Gang chuckled on the side. "Mr. Lu, you..."
"Zhao Gang, from now on, call me Mr. Lu. 'Young Master Lu' is a family term, I don't like it. I'm a businessman. Call me Mr. Lu from now on."
"Yes, Mr... Lu."
Zhao Gang might be a bit reckless, but he was actually quite clever and quick-witted.
Of course, it depends on the context. In terms of flattering Lu Chengwen, he was definitely at a high level.
He played the role of a loyal lackey, following the style of mindless flattery.
Of course, if he were truly mindless, Lu Chengwen would have kicked him out long ago.
Do you think you can be a lackey in front of a big tycoon without any substance? Do you think you're worthy?
With things more or less arranged, Lu Chengwen said, "Back to the group, we have a meeting today."
Sitting in the car, Lu Chengwen held a champagne glass, feeling delighted.
The commercial vehicle, costing over two million, was all about the comfort and ease of the boss's seat.
With his legs crossed, sipping champagne, and watching the attractive Jiang Shihan opposite him, Lu Chengwen felt content.
Today, Jiang Shihan was dressed according to his instructions, wearing a very short tight skirt and flesh-colored stockings.
Jiang Shihan was really beautiful!
The more you looked, the more beautiful she became!
She clearly had thick rows and big eyes, yet somehow gave off the impression of a submissive and docile victim.
But the contrast between these aspects was even more enticing.
It was like... like some AV actress.
Clearly tall with long legs, sexy, dignified, and elegant. But always appearing like a wounded little bird, as if actively inviting you to bully her, control her, manipulate her, violate her.
Cold Qingqiu was dignified and elegant, Xu Xuejiao was lively and cute, and Chen Mengyun was stable and graceful...
But only Jiang Shihan seemed capable of triggering a man's desire for conquest at any time and any place. It was this woman who made you want to bully her all the time; otherwise, the fire in your heart wouldn't be extinguished.
Not only was she physically attractive, but her temperament was also very special and unique.
One in a million!
That was the inner charm of a woman, a very primitive and pure attraction on a physical level.
Lu Chengwen made up his mind!
[No, I have to get rid of this woman sooner rather than later.]
[This won't do, normal people really can't handle it. Moreover, I'm not an ordinary person. I'm her boss, and she's used to being submissive to me. If I want to bully her, she probably won't resist for the sake of her mother.]
The scary part was this.
Many people don't commit evil deeds not because they lack the ability, opportunity, or courage to do so.
Lu Chengwen now had both the ability and the opportunity, and he was truly afraid that one day he would lose control.
At that point, he would be very close to being killed by the protagonist.
Jiang Shihan was frightened.
What? I've been working so hard, why does Mr. Lu still want to drive me away?
If you can't handle it... then don't!
People already know you're a good person, they know you care about me. Besides, I'm your female secretary, isn't it normal for a boss and secretary...!
Heavens, what am I thinking? I wasn't like this before!
I used to be a decent and virtuous girl. If I wanted to take this step, I would have done it long ago.
Why am I like this today? Why am I actually thinking about seducing my boss!?
Both of them had their thoughts.
At this moment, the car suddenly braked sharply.
Lu Chengwen was lost in thought, and this sudden stop caused the champagne in his hand to spill onto Jiang Shihan's chest.
Lu Chengwen was startled, quickly reaching out to wipe it off. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... how did the driver..."
Jiang Shihan was too scared to move. "Boss, it's okay... I... I don't need... Boss, don't... you're annoying... there's no need to... I'm not drowning in my chest..."
Only then did Lu Chengwen realize that he shouldn't have reached out. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... neither the wine nor my hand was intentional."
To alleviate the embarrassment, Lu Chengwen angrily asked, "Zhao Gang, how did you drive?"
Zhao Gang replied, "Mr. Lu, a tractor blocked the road, I went to scold him."
Lu Chengwen and Jiang Shihan tidied up their clothes and apologized in the car.
Meanwhile, Zhao Gang got out of the car and realized, hey, it's not someone else!
Long Autian!
Zhao Gang walked up to Long Autian. "Damn! Who do you think you are? Are you blind? Can't you see the car? Do you know how much this car costs? Just scratching the paint on it wouldn't be enough to compensate!"
Long Autian looked coldly at Zhao Gang, showing a hint of a smirk. "Oh? Lu Chengwen's lackey?"
Zhao Gang laughed. "That's right, you got it!"
Long Autian was stunned. "Am I praising you? Do you still have some face?"
Zhao Gang was about to speak, but then he felt something wasn't right!
"Oh my God, what's that smell? Did you fall into a cesspool?"
Long Autian twitched his lips. He thought, are you also a part-time fortune teller?
Lu Chengwen was wiping the champagne stain off Jiang Shihan's chest in the car... and when he looked up, he saw the man across... oh my god!
Long Autian!? The big male lead!?
He's out!?
While Zhao Gang was courting death by constantly insulting Long Autian.
Lu Chengwen threw the tissue to Jiang Shihan. "You clean it up yourself."
"Mr. Lu, can't you help me, please... hey?"
Lu Chengwen pushed the door open and got out, shouting, "Stop! Spare my life, please!"