"You fiend, you’ll think of anything."
Lin Jiang smiled ambiguously, undid the spring clasp, and wrapped it around Qin Yangyang’s neck.
As he fastened the clasp, Lin Jiang found himself mesmerized by Qin Yangyang’s elegant neck.
"Why did you stop? Is the clasp broken?" Qin Yangyang asked.
"Once I put this on you, you’ll be my woman."
Qin Yangyang’s gaze faltered.
She had expected Lin Jiang to say something risqué to tease her, never imagining he would say something like this.
"If you put it on me, I’m yours. It’s like a declaration of sovereignty. So, the real question is whether you dare to put it on me."
Lin Jiang didn’t say a word, answering Qin Yangyang with his actions.
"It feels different now that it’s on. You look more like a hot girl. I bet no one would guess you’re a lawyer."
"This way, I’m a better match for your sports car."
Qin Yangyang’s eyes softened.
"And a better match for you."
Third floor of Henglong Square, Jinwen Japanese Cuisine.
Zheng Jianghe, Li Wuyang, and Zhou Jin were eating here.
Next to them were three women.
Two were in bodycon dresses, one was in ridiculously short shorts, and all three had smoking hot bodies. But it was obvious all of them had gotten plastic surgery.
"Brother Zheng, that’s the situation. Can you help me think of a solution?" Li Wuyang said.
"What did Uncle Li say? Didn’t he give you any advice?"
"When I first took over Yong’an, I wanted to achieve something on my own to stop him from saying I was just fooling around. Now that this has happened, I’m too embarrassed to tell him."
"What about their product? Have you sent it for testing? How are the specs?"
"We tested it. It’s better than ours," Li Wuyang said dejectedly.
"What about the feed? You could start there. If you find any problems, you can report them."
"I paid a high price to get my hands on a little of it. We tested that too. No harmful ingredients found," Li Wuyang said.
"That’s where the problem is deadlocked. I’ve checked absolutely everything, and I really can’t find anything wrong. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so worried."
"That’s just bizarre. The cattle are all bought from farmers, all common breeds, but the quality of their product is better than yours. Strange."
"Actually, we did find something. They’re adding something else to the feed."
"You mean the feed is changing the quality of the beef?"
"It’s a possibility, but we haven’t been able to figure it out," Li Wuyang said.
"As things stand, trying to win back market share through legitimate means is probably unrealistic."
Zheng Jianghe had a cigarette dangling from his lips, his expression grim. Lin Jiang’s face appeared in his mind.
’I really underestimated this guy. He’s actually got a few tricks up his sleeve.’
Li Wuyang didn’t argue. It was all true.
"If legitimate methods don’t work, we’ll have to rely on a smear campaign."
Zheng Jianghe flicked his cigarette ash and said,
"I know people in the restaurant chain association. I can contact them for you, see if they can find some fault with his operation. If we can dig up one piece of dirt, we’ll have a point of attack."
"Thank you, Brother Zheng. I’ll toast to you."
The three men raised their cups of tea, clinked them together, and drained them in one go.
"Don’t be anxious about this. The priority right now is tomorrow’s race. After we beat the PRC Team, I’ll help you handle this."
Holding his cigarette, Zheng Jianghe looked at Zhou Jin.
"Old Zhou, how are the preparations on your end? Tell your company to set up a few more camera angles for the livestream. I want a decisive victory to shut the PRC Team up!"
"It’s all been arranged," Zhou Jin said, leaning back in his chair.
"But the PRC Team has copied our strategy. They found people from SuperPlay to also do a livestream tomorrow."
"SuperPlay?" Zheng Jianghe said.
"I remember you mentioning them before. They’re your competitor, right?"
"Exactly. But by doing this, they’re just committing suicide. Once we beat PRC, I’ll just hire some online trolls, and SuperPlay won’t even be worthy of being my rival."
"Right, about that. You need to put some effort into Wutang’s matter too," Zheng Jianghe said.
"When I send people to his noodle shop, get someone to work their magic and spread all the related negative reports. It’ll be a win-win for you two."
"It’s a small matter."
Zheng Jianghe stubbed out his cigarette and stretched.
"Let’s go. Let’s go have some fun somewhere else. Just eating is boring. We’ll have a proper drink later."
"I’ll arrange everything tonight. You pick the place," Li Wuyang said.
"Why are you being so polite with me?"
After settling the bill, the four of them walked out of Henglong Square.
"That car is so cool!"
Just as they came out, they heard one of the female companions exclaim.
"Hah..."
Zheng Jianghe snorted disdainfully. "No matter how cool it is, can it be cooler than my McLaren P1?"
"But I think that car is a Bugatti."
Girls usually don’t know much about cars, but the front of a Bugatti is so distinctive that once you’ve seen it, you’ll almost always remember it.
"Let me see."
Zheng Jianghe and Li Wuyang both looked in the direction the woman was pointing.
Their expressions changed the moment they saw the black Bugatti.
"Isn’t that the Voice of the Dark Night? Could he have been eating here tonight?" Li Wuyang said doubtfully.
"It’s possible."
It would have been better if he hadn’t seen it. Now that he had, Lin Jiang’s face appeared clearly in Zheng Jianghe’s mind.
He still hadn’t forgotten the scene at the car show where he was mocked.
"I’m going after him. I’m going to corner him tonight!"
"Alright!"
Hurriedly, Zheng Jianghe and his female companion got into his McLaren P1, trying to follow Lin Jiang’s car from behind.
Behind the wheel, Lin Jiang drove out of the underground garage of Henglong Square with Qin Yangyang.
Once on the street, he stomped on the gas. The tremendous roar of the engine made even Qin Yangyang gasp in surprise.
People around them cast envious glances, and many even took out their phones to snap pictures nonstop.
Driving on, the two of them reached the outer ring road.
"I know this place. I heard from Youyou that people from her club come here sometimes."
"I’m taking you to have some fun."
"I don’t think this car is suitable for that."
"You don’t think my 126-million-yuan car is suitable?"
"But the space is so small, not like your Maybach."
"Is it possible that when I said ’have some fun,’ I meant taking you for a joyride?"
Qin Yangyang’s face flushed red. "Well, it’s your fault for not being clear."
Lin Jiang just smiled and stepped on the gas.
This was the main road back to Hang City. Lin Jiang had driven it many times before, so he knew it like the back of his hand.
Although they were out for a joyride, Qin Yangyang was still very cautious.
When he reached around 160, she reminded Lin Jiang to slow down. Experiencing the car’s powerful engine was fine, but they couldn’t ignore safety.
With the boost from his Master-level Driving Skills, a speed of over 160 was nothing to him.
But given Qin Yangyang’s personality, she definitely wouldn’t let Lin Jiang drive too fast, so he didn’t push it.
After all, the main attribute of this toy wasn’t for racing, but more for showing off and for collection.
After driving for about ten minutes, Lin Jiang had had enough of the experience.
Driving a supercar on the highway wasn’t actually that great of an experience. It was fun for a little while, but that was it.
"Can we find a deserted place? I want to take some ’hot girl’ photos."
"It’s not very convenient on the highway. Let’s just go home. We can shoot in the underground garage; the photos should turn out great there."
"Mhm, whatever you say." Qin Yangyang smoothed her hair, glanced ahead, and then looked at her phone’s navigation. "
"There’s an exit in about eight kilometers. Drive slowly. If we miss it, we’ll have to drive another 70-plus kilometers before the next one."
"I drive this road all the time. I could do it with my eyes closed."
VROOOM—
Just then, a roaring sound came from behind.
Lin Jiang glanced in his rearview mirror and saw a McLaren P1 catching up from behind.
Seeing the car approaching from behind, neither Lin Jiang nor Qin Yangyang paid it any mind.
This road was full of rich second-generation kids out for a drive in their sports cars. Encountering one was normal.
Lin Jiang had no intention of speeding up to race, so he maintained a constant speed.
And just at that moment, the McLaren P1 caught up.
He thought it would just pass them, but unexpectedly, it slowed down and blocked the road in front of his car.
Lin Jiang sensed that something was wrong. It felt like the other driver was looking for trouble.

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