"Ah, Wanqing, did you see that? That security boss was so cool!"
Wan Xiaolou, holding her best friend’s hand, was very excited, "Even though I’m a second-generation rich kid, I wish I could live as freely as he does..."
Wen Wanqing rolled her eyes as she and her best friend reached the second floor.
They saw rows of bodyguards in black uniforms, completely blockading a floor, each with a different expression.
Wan Xiaolou ran over and inquired a few guests and came back with a strange expression on her face, "That man is really a big shot... The Third Level has already been cleared out... Did you see the person who just left? He’s a city councilman..."
"Ah, I suddenly feel like I’ve lost my motivation to strive."
She and her best friend entered a private room on the second level and suddenly laughed, "What do you think, Wanqing... if you hook up with him, you wouldn’t need to strive for the rest of your life. He looks pretty young too..."
"Are you trying to get yourself killed? A boss like that probably has countless mistresses..."
Wen Wanqing and Wan Xiaolou laughed and joked together, thoroughly enjoying the special dishes.
After stuffing themselves, they left the Purple Cloud Pavilion, ready to catch a bus.
Although Wan Xiaolou was a second-generation rich kid, Wen Wanqing was not.
And of course, it’s normal for students to take the bus.
To show goodwill to her friend, Wan Xiaolou also joined her, and they chatted and laughed as they waited at the bus stop.
Suddenly, Wen Wanqing’s eyes halted, as she saw something unbelievable.
Wan Xiaolou’s laughter also paused.
They saw... that boss who liked to dress up in security uniforms, a young man who looked very ordinary, sitting on the bench at the bus stop, a black umbrella by his side, seemingly waiting for the bus.
"What incredible fate!"
Wan Xiaolou teased her best friend, nibbling on her ear.
"What are you talking about?"
Wen Wanqing, knowing herself well and aware her friend was just joking, replied, "I think you’d match well with him, but why does the boss carry an umbrella?"
She looked up only to see a cloudless sky, the golden hues of dusk painting the ground, extending down the road to its end, like a golden path.
"A boss is a boss, don’t try to guess his thoughts!"
Wan Xiaolou, being a rich second generation herself, still had some confidence and approached to greet him, "Handsome, we just saw you at the Purple Cloud Pavilion!"
Zhong Shenxiu lifted his head, glanced over, then returned to focusing on his phone.
The foundation had just sent him a document containing some interesting events.
He planned to go home and plan out his route before heading out to travel.
Of course, the foundation had only given part of the information.
Moreover, some incidents were merely knowing a name or seeing a picture that could result in a curse.
All these were the ultimate secrets of the foundation, not to be easily shared with him.
’Weirdos, big weirdos... It seems that those courier tasks, involving weirdos, could be part of them?’
’Hmm, leave it all for after the annual meeting, and solve them all at once...’
He glanced a few times and saw two young girls walking towards him; although their voices were very low, he heard them clearly.
He had no interest in two ordinary people.
"Let’s get acquainted, my name is Wan Xiaolou, what about you, handsome?"
Wan Xiaolou boldly sat next to Zhong Shenxiu.
She thought very clearly, even if she couldn’t set her friend up, networking with someone who had a powerful background would be beneficial for future business dealings.
This was an instinct for those born into merchant families!
Zhong Shenxiu casually replied, continuing to play with his phone.
At that moment, Wen Wanqing also came over and tugged at Wan Xiaolou.
Wan Xiaolou, however, was thick-skinned and cheekily asked, "Handsome, why are you carrying an umbrella?"
"To prevent the rain, of course!"
Zhong Shenxiu looked at Wan Xiaolou with a surprised expression, "Isn’t that common sense?"
Wan Xiaolou really wanted to roll her eyes but felt somewhat hesitant.
She gave a wry smile, preparing to say more when she suddenly felt a shadow cast over her head.
That was... a dark cloud!
The rain came quickly.
After a rumble of thunder, light raindrops began to fall.
People outside the platform quickly took shelter under the canopy, many lamenting that they hadn’t brought umbrellas.
"It’s weird, the weather forecast didn’t mention this at all..."
Wan Xiaolou looked at the suddenly changing sky and exclaimed, "Brother Gui, you’re amazing for bringing an umbrella in advance..."
"No, there’s demon energy!"
Zhong Shenxiu looked up at the sky, his expression very serious.
Wan Xiaolou laughed heartily, "Brother Gui, you really have a way with words; are you suggesting there are two little spirits here?"
The rain came fast, carrying mist with it.
In just a few minutes, the world had become hazy.
In the midst of the rain and mist, the glow of two orange headlights shone through.
Amidst the roar of the engine and the tires scraping against the road, a bus slowly pulled into the platform.
"The number 9 is here."
Wan Xiaolou pulled Wen Wanqing along: "Goodbye, Brother Gui, let’s go out for a meal together next time!"
"Sure, but I prefer freeloading!"
Zhong Shenxiu nodded sincerely, agreeing, then suddenly grabbed a little girl nearby: "Little sister... could I borrow your umbrella?"
The little girl addressed was startled, holding what was actually a sun umbrella.
Moreover, he already had a large black umbrella in his hand.
"Big brother, you already have an umbrella..."
She pointed to the black umbrella in Zhong Shenxiu’s hand.
"No... this black umbrella isn’t for this purpose."
Zhong Shenxiu looked grave.
By this time, people at the bus stop were already boarding the bus, half of them had gone.
It seemed everyone was waiting for this bus, causing Wen Wanqing and Wan Xiaolou to gloomily end up at the back of the line.
Watching the scene, they disapproved even more; ’This person... could he have a mental issue? What if he really snatches the little girl’s umbrella? What should we do?’
"Well... okay, Qingqing is almost home anyway."
The little girl handed the sun umbrella to Zhong Shenxiu, smiling sweetly: "Remember to return it to me!"
Watching this scene, everyone’s expressions were full of contempt.
"Society’s morals are declining!"
"A grown man, behaving so shamelessly..."
"And he already has an umbrella..."
A crowd pointed and talked about Zhong Shenxiu, but no one got off to intervene.
Zhong Shenxiu’s smile remained unchanged as he took the sun umbrella, and casually grabbed the little girl: "Little sister, don’t go yet, how can I return the umbrella to you if you leave?"
"No, keep the umbrella... If I miss the number 13, Qingqing will have to wait a long time."
The little girl’s mouth quivered, seemingly on the verge of crying.
"Ah, I can’t watch this."
Wan Xiaolou was about to board the bus but jumped down instead: "Brother Gui, how about I go to the convenience store and buy you another umbrella? Don’t bully the little girl."
Wen Wanqing also came down, her hands trembling for some reason.
The bus driver honked twice more, then swiftly closed the doors, and the bus left in the rain curtain...