Even amid the dispute, Han Yanqian couldn't help but be drawn to the Alphard's unique and grand appearance.
Anyone who loves cars couldn't overlook this vehicle, given its moniker as the "first-class on land," though it was part marketing ploy.
But when this car was in demand, there were rarely commercial vehicles like the Alphard that referenced the factory price merely as a suggestion, with others offering various promotional discounts; Alphard always required at least a 300,000 mark-up to get one.
Moreover, the car seemed to cost just over a million, but the social and asset status it symbolized had long exceeded that range.
You drove a Porsche of the same price yourself, but purchasing this meant you absolutely needed a dedicated Driver, and it definitely couldn't be your only luxury car.
Just look at who used to buy this car.
Celebrities, business tycoons, noble families...
As Han Yanqian momentarily lost in thought, the driver's door of the Alphard opened, and a middle-aged man in a black suit and white gloves, clearly a professional Driver, stepped out; his imposing figure very intimidating.
Then, in Han Yanqian's increasingly confused gaze, the Driver walked straight up to Zhou Wang and in a consultative tone said, "Mr. Zhou, should I handle this?"
"Please do, thank you."
Zhou Wang was somewhat surprised, not knowing why the Driver would take the initiative, but he nodded anyway.
Then he saw the Driver return to the vehicle, take out the dashcam, and walk over to a visibly bewildered Han Yanqian, holding up the dashcam as he said,
"Sir, your entire behavior just now was recorded, including your harassment of that lady earlier, your subsequent physical altercation with Mr. Zhou, and then using your vehicle for a staged accident."
"No, wait, how did I stage an accident!"
Startled, Han Yanqian hastily said, "It was clearly him..."
"You don't need to explain to me."
The Driver shook his head, his expression cold as he interrupted Han Yanqian, "I am going to call the police right now and also contact our corporate Lawyer. You can talk to them."
"No, please don't!"
Han Yanqian completely panicked, "I don't want any compensation, I'm leaving right now, right now!"
In fact, the moment the Driver approached Zhou Wang, once he realized that the Alphard was actually Zhou Wang's vehicle, Han Yanqian had already begun to feel uneasy.
He could throw his weight around in front of ordinary college students with a BMW 525, but he dared not act up in front of an Alphard owner.
Never mind his guilty conscience—Even if it genuinely was all Zhou Wang's fault, he could only quietly accept the blame.
Object? Resist?
Forget about it, what status did he even have!
Unlike reckless youths, Han Yanqian, who had experienced societal ups and downs, knew too well how easily such a person could ruin him, even within the confines of the law.
Seeing Han Yanqian showing signs of yielding, the Driver cast a consulting glance at Zhou Wang.
"I think we could call the police. It's hard to say about other charges, but extortion is definite; the rear-view mirror on your car was already broken, wasn't it?"
Listening to Zhou Wang's indifferent words, Han Yanqian was terribly anxious and couldn't care less about his dignity. He hurriedly took out a pack of expensive cigarettes, started handing them to Zhou Wang and the Driver, and bowed repeatedly with a forced smile.
"Look at all this trouble, I just remembered, the mirror indeed got hit before, my fault, my fault, I got it mixed up, it's not that big a deal; surely we don't need to take this to the police station, right?"
Watching Han Yanqian constantly bowing and displaying a very submissive attitude, Zhou Wang ignored him and instead looked towards Jiang Mo.
Han Yanqian, upon seeing the situation, quickly turned to Jiang Mo and sincerely said, "Momo, it was all my fault, I shouldn't have touched you earlier, can you forgive me this once..."
"Don't call me Momo."
Jiang Mo had just recovered from her shock when she heard Han Yanqian's words, and she instinctively responded.
"Alright, alright, I'll call you by your name from now on!"
Han Yanqian quickly nodded.
Seeing Han Yanqian continuously nodding and bowing, Jiang Mo's feelings became complicated again.
Had she ever seen this side of him?
Even when her father hadn't yet encountered trouble, Han Yanqian at most showed respect, but at this moment, she could clearly see that there was also fear in his heart.
"Let him go, can we?"
Jiang Mo, suppressing her disgust, turned her head and whispered to Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang naturally didn't mind; he hadn't wanted to waste his time on this kind of person to begin with. If things were blown out of proportion, it would be too troublesome, and he also didn't know whether the driver was telling the truth or just trying to dissuade the other person.
Seeing Zhou Wang wave his hand, Han Yanqian, like receiving a great pardon, nodded again before quickly getting into the BMW and speeding off.
"Brother Yang, thank you!"
Zhou Wang sincerely thanked the Driver, thinking whether he could send a red packet through Bella as a token of thanks later.
He was somewhat impressed; this driver's professional demeanor was too strong, almost not seeming like a driver at all. If it hadn't been for him stepping in, Zhou Wang might have truly only been able to choose the most troublesome way to deal with the problem, but now things were much easier.
Yet, Zhou Wang didn't know that, given his age and displayed spending power, he was already on the hotel's internal VIP list that required full support… Especially since he felt comfortable after staying one night, and had impulsively renewed his reservation for ten more days.
Driver Lao Yang was a long-standing hotel employee and had been earnestly instructed by the manager to accommodate all of Zhou Wang's needs as much as possible, and if there were any problems he couldn't solve, he could find the manager at any time. So, when Lao Yang helped Zhou Wang sort out the trouble, he naturally had plenty of confidence.
"Mr. Zhou, you are too kind, I'll wait for you in the car."
After saying this, Lao Yang headed back to the car and just opened the rear electric door, waiting for Zhou Wang to get in at any time.
Beside the car, after a brief exchange of looks with Zhou Wang, Jiang Mo slightly lowered her head, her tone a bit disordered as she said:
"I… I'm sorry, and, thank you."
"It's a small matter; should I go then?"
Zhou Wang nodded, not probing into the cause of the incident, as they were not really familiar with each other, and Jiang Mo did seem to be intentionally distancing herself from him.
"Um…"
Just as Zhou Wang had grasped the car door, Jiang Mo couldn't help but speak up again.
"What?"
"I'm sorry, could... could you possibly give me a lift? It's rush hour now, and I really can't get a taxi here. A close junior of mine has a birthday, and I'm almost late… just, just drop me off at a convenient location."
It was the first time Zhou Wang had heard Jiang Mo speak so much in one breath, and he could tell that she was really in a hurry.
"Where do you need to go?"
"Wanda Wenhua Hotel… is it in the wrong direction?"
Jiang Mo had barely spoken when she saw Zhou Wang's expression turn somewhat strange, and she quickly asked cautiously again.