Zhang Jingdong got in the car, thought for a moment, and then said to Long Yue, "Go to Lu Ming Garden."
Halfway there, Zhang Jingdong sent a text to Su Man: Where are you?
Su Man: At An Lu’s place, are you coming back tonight?
Zhang Jingdong: Yeah, I’m on my way back now.
Su Man: Do you have something you want to talk to me about alone?
Zhang Jingdong originally wanted to tell Su Man alone about asking her to do a catwalk at the bar tonight, but then he thought that An Lu would definitely overthink it since neither he nor Su Man would be there tomorrow night.
Plus, An Lu was bound to find out about the bar eventually, and she might feel left out if she wasn’t invited to the grand opening yet Su Man was, even though Su Man was asked to perform. An Lu would certainly feel somewhat unbalanced, so it’s better to just let her go to the bar and have fun tomorrow night.
As for possibly encountering Lin Xiran’s group, and Xiao Fei, he would have to rely on his own skills then.
So Zhang Jingdong replied: Just wanted to make sure you two were together, so I could teach you both a lesson later.
Su Man: Sure, An An was just discussing with me how we’re going to deal with you when you come back.
Zhang Jingdong: No matter how you guys plot, it’s futile in the face of absolute power!
Su Man: But there’s also a saying, ’No cow dies of exhaustion, no field is plowed in vain,’ and since you weren’t here yesterday, we studied a lot of tactics. Previously, you had more tricks up your sleeve, but wait until we’ve improved—you might not be able to withstand our combined assault.
Zhang Jingdong: Really? Never thought you’d be such good students! No worries, though, and I hope you can bring out my full capabilities. I’ll also see how many lessons I can really handle in a day.
Su Man: Hurry back, waiting for you.
Zhang Jingdong: What style are you wearing today?
Zhang Jingdong: Lace?
Zhang Jingdong: T-back?
Su Man: Mhm, An An went shopping yesterday and bought me a few, she said you like T-backs the most.
Zhang Jingdong: What color are you wearing?
Zhang Jingdong: What about your outerwear?
Su Man: White denim skirt.
Zhang Jingdong: And her?
Su Man: Black, and she’s wearing a black camisole slip dress, one of those super cool ones; she’s way more relaxed than I am now.
Zhang Jingdong: Just because you’re new to my lessons, you haven’t completely let loose yet. Give it another half a month, and your acceptance in this aspect will definitely match hers.
Su Man: You’re quite a shameless teacher.
Zhang Jingdong: But do you like it?
Zhang Jingdong: What do you like most about me?
Zhang Jingdong: My teaching rod?
Su Man: That comes in second.
Zhang Jingdong: So the first must be my fingers?
Zhang Jingdong: I thought you liked my strength, but turns out it’s my technique you truly love; alright, tonight I’ll let you fully experience my invincible piercing finger technique.
Su Man: Looking forward to it.
Zhang Jingdong: Then I’ll also get to see the T-back version of Victoria’s Secret later.
Su Man: Actually, the surprise we prepared for you tonight is just that, but now you have to pretend you don’t know, otherwise An An will definitely call me a blabbermouth.
Zhang Jingdong: Don’t worry, absolute secrecy. Besides, you know my acting skills; see you later.
Su Man: See you later!
Zhang Jingdong stared at his phone for a while longer, then, swept up in excitement, said to Long Yue, "Drive faster!"
Long Yue sensed how hot-blooded this guy was at the moment from his tone, secretly despised him, and then pressed the gas harder.
Twenty minutes later, the car slowly stopped in the underground parking lot of Lu Ming Garden.
Zhang Jingdong gave Long Yue a few instructions, then got out of the car and took the elevator upstairs.
Arriving at An Lu’s doorstep, he rang the doorbell.
Before long, the door was opened, and it was a joyous Su Man.
Zhang Jingdong slightly surprised: "Where’s An An?"
"She went to prepare supper for you!"
Zhang Jingdong entered the room, closed the door with his foot, and at the same time, wrapped his arm around Su Man’s slender waist.
"What are you up to?"
"I’m just waiting to open the door for you while watching a movie."
"What are you watching?"
Zhang Jingdong turned his head to glance at the TV, then burst out laughing: "Malèna...nice film!"
Su Man tapped his nose with her hand: "I knew you’d like it... But do you like the plot of the film, or just Monica Bellucci purely?"
Zhang Jingdong, with a mischievous smile, as his hand slipped lower: "Put it this way, without Monica Bellucci, this would be an ordinary foreign drama, but because of her, along with a touch of tragic in the story, it’s what made this film the world-famous ’Malèna!’"
"I do indeed like Monica Bellucci, but dare I say her proportions might not be as good as yours. If you don’t believe me, just take a close look when you work with her in the future!"
Initially, Su Man wanted to tease Zhang Jingdong about who was prettier, Monica Bellucci or herself, but she didn’t expect him to come out with such a statement.
Suddenly baffled: "What are you talking about? Me working with her? Are you pulling an international joke on me?"
Zhang Jingdong placed his hands on her shoulders: "Forgot to tell you, the company will be signing a director tomorrow, and soon the company will invest in making movies, and by the end of this year, you will be on the big screen in movie theaters!"
"Once you’ve accumulated enough filming experience, I will invest in an international big-budget production, and I will definitely get you to work with Monica Bellucci then!"