"Don’t worry, Han Zhe has already gone down to handle it. He should be able to sort it out quickly!" Mrs. Han muttered to herself, "I had the most famous fortune teller in Jin City calculate it, and he said leaving at this time would be extremely auspicious. How could this happen? Could the master have made a mistake with the birth chart?"
The leader of the Han Family’s luxurious car procession was a Bugatti Veyron worth over thirty million, driven by none other than the young master of the Han Family, Han Zhe!
Han Zhe initially opposed this brainless act of his mother and sister, but later, realizing they were already too deep to back out, he reluctantly agreed to lead the convoy in his car.
But some blind idiot had actually driven an excavator which knocked down a giant billboard on the side of the road.
As Han Zhe got out of the car to inspect the damage, he saw the colossal steel pillar sprawled across the entire road!
"Hey, hey, hey, what do you think you’re doing?" Han Zhe went up and tapped on the door of the excavator’s cabin, "Get down here!"
The door opened, and down jumped a man so absurdly handsome that it defied all reason, "Sorry about that, I must have been cursed today. A giant pillar like that, and I just didn’t see it..."
"It’s you—" Han Zhe couldn’t hide his elation, "Why on earth are you operating an excavator?"
"Eh? It turns out to be you, Young Master Zhe, what a pleasure!" Sheng Shuai reached out and shook Han Zhe’s hand, only to find that the other man would not let go, gripping it tightly!
"Hey, are you alright?" Sheng Shuai struggled to pull his hand free, glanced at the long chain of luxury cars, and said awkwardly, "You guys were rushing to a wedding banquet, right? Now it’s ruined. It’s all my fault. I’ve never seen so many fancy cars in my life. The sight of the Han Family’s showy convoy scared me witless, and that’s why my excavator hit the billboard, blocking the entire road. Oh, what bad luck to run into you... really, such bad luck!"
"Bad luck?" Han Zhe chuckled, "Your bad luck came just at the right time. But I should thank you, Ah Shuai!"
"Ah— Shuai?" Big Commander B almost wet himself at the mention of this nickname, "Young Master Zhe, what do you mean by that? My misfortune is my own; why thank me? Also, please don’t call me Ah Shuai next time, it gives me the creeps..."
"Got it, Ah Shuai. Anyway, thanks, Ah Shuai!" Han Zhe intentionally repeated the nickname several times; he really did have to thank Sheng Shuai because this incident effectively stopped the mother-daughter duo from doing something ridiculous.
"I can’t take it, someone help—" As Sheng Shuai cradled his head in despair, Mrs. Han came rushing from behind, shouting, "What exactly happened? Wow, the road is completely blocked. Which lunatic did this?"
Han Zhe spoke softly, "Mom, this is because of you. Ah Shuai was simply trying to take his excavator out for a spin. Seeing our huge line of luxury cars, he got scared of hitting your car, so he panicked and crashed into the billboard..."
Sheng Shuai never expected Han Zhe to speak in his defense, feeling another wave of goosebumps, "That’s absolutely right! I was indeed startled by your convoy, so the main responsibility for this accident lies with you."
Mrs. Han had seen Sheng Shuai before and knew he was part of Ye Shu’s crowd, immediately glaring at him with malice, "You brat, don’t think I don’t know what’s really going on in your head. Ye Shu sent you, didn’t she, thinking that by doing this, she could stop Ruxin? Dream on. I’ll get that billboard and pillar cleared away right now!"