"Hello, handsome Su Xuan. Can I ask you out?"
The voice on the phone was clear and pleasant, making it impossible to refuse. The speaker was none other than Su Zimo, the beautiful journalist who had interviewed him a few days ago.
"Is this about viewing the interview footage?" Su Xuan recalled her mentioning that he could review a preliminary cut. He had just finished work and parked his tricycle at the courier station to charge.
"Um... yes," Su Zimo confirmed.
"Location."
"Jenny's Bar."
***
The Koenigsegg blazed through the night. Twenty minutes later, Su Xuan arrived at their meeting place, Jenny's Bar.
He was wearing the ten-thousand-yuan suit he had just bought that day. The moment he stepped out of the car, his appearance elicited gasps of admiration from a few heavily made-up women standing at the entrance.
"Wow, is that hottie a celebrity?!"
"His supercar looks like something out of a sci-fi movie!"
"I wonder if he has a girlfriend."
