Encountering a Completely Different Being

It was strange, but Long Aotian recovered right on time after noon.

His stomachache was gone, and though he was still weak, at least the diarrhea had stopped for now.

He walked out of the suburban villa, and a brand new Audi RS7 was parked in front of him.

His close guard, Hua Xuening, held her sword and cupped her fists. "Young Master, everything is arranged."

Long Aotian stood up straight and glanced at the car. "This Young Master is coming out of seclusion low-key. For the effect of showing off and slapping faces, I need to lower my status and pretend to be an ordinary nobody. That way, the effect of showing off later will be maximized. Get me a different car, the lower-key the better."

Hua Xuening blinked. "Yes."

A few minutes later.

Long Aotian looked at the car in front of him, rubbed his chin, and fell into deep thought.

"Xuening."

"Young Master."

"Is this the car you found for this Young Master?"

"Yes."

Long Aotian felt so depressed he wanted to spit blood.

Was the vehicle in front of him even a car? It was a tractor!

And not just any tractor, but a dilapidated diesel one.

"This thing..."

Hua Xuening said, "Young Master, this is a Harvest Brand tractor, with a diesel engine and full of dynamism. It's low-key, simple, rustic, and tasteless, perfectly matching the Young Master's requirements."

Long Aotian looked at Hua Xuening. "You truly have no brain. Change it."

"There are no others."

"No others? Young Master, time is running out. Your schedule today is quite full, and we won't have enough time if we delay any longer."

Long Aotian was furious. "Fine, I'll take it. It's just a mode of transportation, after all."

"Please start the car yourself, Young Master!"

"This... how do I start it?"

"There's a crank here. Insert the crank into the starting hole and vigorously turn the lever until this tractor bangs and shakes as if it's about to jump."

Long Aotian's face darkened as he began to start the hand-cranked tractor.

Long Aotian had never cranked one before and only knew how to use brute force. Hua Xuening, standing nearby, gave him live instructions:

"Young Master needs to keep applying force, don't stop."

"Young Master, hang in there a little longer, it's almost starting!"

"Young Master's arms need to swing with great force. You should go all out now, definitely don't hold back."

"Young Master is truly like a celestial being descended to earth. Young Master, let me do it."

Long Aotian sat on the tractor, bouncing so hard his internal organs felt like they were about to leap out of his mouth.

"Where did you find this piece of junk?"

The engine noise was too loud, so they had to shout to talk.

Hua Xuening yelled, "I bought it from a farmer at a low price of ninety thousand yuan."

Long Aotian shouted, "Ninety thousand for this junk?"

Hua Xuening yelled, "Young Master, please don't be angry. It's about to rain."

Long Aotian yelled, "Where's the switch for the soft top?"

Hua Xuening yelled, "Young Master, you're overthinking it. This is a tractor; it doesn't have a top, hard or soft."

Long Aotian was completely enraged. "Then what do we do now that it's going to rain?"

Hua Xuening yelled, "Young Master, your subordinate has a plan."

"Speak!"

"Just endure it."

Long Aotian was almost driven to death. "Damn it, luckily it's just a drizzle. How far is it to the city from here? If it's only these scattered raindrops, it's not a big deal."

As soon as Long Aotian finished speaking, thunder boomed, and heavy rain poured down, instantly turning both of them into drenched chickens.

At this moment, Long Aotian was soaked through, shivering from the cold rain.

The tractor's vibration made his internal organs feel like they were shifting out of place. His stomach, already uncomfortable, felt even worse.

His hands gripped the steering wheel, his whole body trembling like a sieve. Long Aotian looked grief-stricken:

"Damn it! I've been having bad luck since yesterday. I refuse to believe this string of misfortune has no end!"

Hua Xuening apologized. "Please don't jinx it further, Young Master!"

"What am I afraid of? Is there anything more unlucky than this right now?"

"Young Master, be careful, there's a cesspit ahead!"

"What!?"

"Young Master, Xuening will go first!"

"Wh— Damn it!"

BOOM—!

Long Aotian tumbled into the cesspit, utterly disgusted.

Hua Xuening called from the bank, "Young Master, please get out of the pit as soon as possible!"

Long Aotian roared, "Help me, my leg is pinned by this damn tractor!"

"Young Master, the tractor is worthless, just abandon it. Your body is precious, how can you stay in the cesspit for long? Please make a decision quickly!"

"I said my leg is pinned! Move it!"

"Young Master, this subordinate respectfully requests the Young Master to leave the pit!"

"The tractor! Damn it! It's pinning my leg! Move it! Move it!"

Hua Xuening said awkwardly, "Why didn't the Young Master say so earlier?"

"Move it!"

"You should have said so earlier!"

"Move it!"

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Lu Chengwen slept comfortably for a while.

When he woke up, he started contemplating life.

He couldn't just muddle along and wait to die, right?

Since he couldn't escape now, he had to stay and figure out how to deal with the upcoming plot.

To handle such a complex plot, he needed to ensure he had a good mental state, ample physical energy, and a positive, sunny outlook.

Therefore, hehe, indulging in wealth and luxury was a must!

Jiang Shihan followed behind him.

Two attendants pushed open the double doors of the walk-in cloakroom.

Those damned capitalists, the joy of the truly rich is unimaginable!

The cloakroom was at least ten meters deep.

On both sides, reaching up to the ceiling, were exquisite cabinets.

The attendant opened the ones on the left, revealing them to be packed with all sorts of high-end clothing, categorized by season and neatly arranged and hung.

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He pulled open a row on the right, and it was filled with all sorts of flashy shoes. Leather shoes, sneakers, casual shoes, sandals...

One cabinet displayed hundreds of luxury watches, even more extravagant than those in a watch shop.

Another cabinet held various accessories: cufflinks, designer belts, pure gold rings, high-end sunglasses...

Lu Chengwen glanced at them and told Jiang Shihan, "Donate all the clothes and shoes."

"All of them?"

"All of them."

Lu Chengwen said, "Immediately tell my image designer that starting today, this young master is changing his style and will no longer be flashy."

"President Lu, what style are you looking for?"

"Proper noble attire, the British style of a business elite. You know, like in 007? That kind of decent suit, Italian leather shoes, branded watch, white shirt."

"Understood, I will communicate with the design team."

"Help me pick out a few cars."

"What kind of sports cars does Young Master want?"

"No sports cars. Just one sedan and one SUV will suffice. For the business car, get a pure black, high-end one. Both the sedan and SUV should be more low-key and understated."

"Understood."

"And get me a new villa, closer to home, with some artistic flair in the decoration. Don't let it give off the impression of a nouveau riche who only sees money and nothing else."

"Yes."

Lu Chengwen said with satisfaction, "Arrange it quickly and get it done as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Zhao Gang chuckled from the side, "Young Master Lu, what is this..."

"Zhao Gang, from now on, call me President Lu. 'Young Master Lu' is a family title, and I don't like it. I'm a businessman, so call me President Lu from now on."

"Yes, President Lu..."

Zhao Gang might be a bit reckless, but he's actually very sharp and quick-witted.

Of course, it depends on the situation. He might not be good at other things, but when it comes to flattering Long Aotian, he's definitely a master.

His main goal is to maintain the image of a loyal lackey, adopting a style of mindless praise.

However, if he were truly mindless, Long Aotian would have fired him long ago.

Do you think you can be a lackey in front of a major conglomerate without any substance? Would they even consider you?

With things mostly arranged, Long Aotian said, "Let's head back to the group. We have a meeting today."

Sitting in the car, Long Aotian, holding his champagne, felt incredibly pleased.

The business car, worth over two million, primarily offered the comfort and ease of a boss's chair.

With his legs crossed and sipping champagne while looking at the pleasing sight of Jiang Shihan opposite him, Long Aotian felt content.

Today, Jiang Shihan was wearing a very short pencil skirt and sheer stockings, as per his instructions.

Jiang Shihan was truly beautiful!

She looked more beautiful the more he looked at her!

She had thick eyebrows and large eyes, yet she gave off an air of someone who would passively accept whatever came her way, a victim of circumstances.

But this contrast was even more alluring, tempting one to commit a sin.

It was like... like some sort of actress.

Despite being tall, with long legs, sexy, dignified, and elegant, she always had the demeanor of a wounded bird, as if she were actively inviting you to bully her, control her, manipulate her, and violate her.

Leng Qingqiu was dignified and elegant, Xu Xuejiao was lively and cute, and Chen Mengyun was gentle and graceful...

But only Jiang Shihan seemed to stir the primal desire for conquest within men. She was the kind of woman who made you want to bully her at any moment, otherwise, you couldn't release the fire burning inside you.

It wasn't just her appearance that was alluring; her aura was too special, too unique.

One in a million!

It was an inner charm, a captivating allure on a very primal, pure physical level.

Long Aotian made up his mind!

No, I have to get rid of this woman soon.

I can't go on like this. Ordinary people really can't handle it. Besides, I'm not ordinary; I'm her boss. She's used to passively accepting things from me. If I wanted to bully her, she probably wouldn't resist for her mother's sake.

That was the terrifying part.

Many people don't do bad things because they lack the ability, opportunity, or courage.

The current Long Aotian had all three: ability, opportunity. He was genuinely afraid that one day, he might gather all his courage and overstep the line.

At that point, he wouldn't be far from being defeated by the protagonist.

Jiang Shihan was terrified.

What? I've worked so hard, why does President Lu still want to get rid of me?

If you can't handle it... then don't!

They already know you're a good person and that you care about me. Anyway, I'm your secretary. Isn't it normal for a boss and a secretary...?

Heavens, what am I thinking? I wasn't like this before!

I used to be a good girl who maintained her integrity. If I wanted to take this step, I would have done it long ago.

How am I now, after holding out until today? I'm actually thinking of seducing my boss!?

Both were lost in their own thoughts.

At this moment, the car braked sharply.

Long Aotian was in a daze, and the sudden braking caused his champagne to spill onto Jiang Shihan's chest.

Long Aotian was shocked and quickly reached out to wipe it, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, how is this car being driven..."

Jiang Shihan was so scared she didn't dare to move: "Boss, it's fine... I... I don't need... Boss, don't... Boss, you're awful... You don't have to wipe it, it's not like my chest is filled with water..."

Only then did Long Aotian realize he shouldn't have reached out: "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to... Neither the wine nor my hands were intentional."

To diffuse the awkwardness, Long Aotian angrily shouted, "Zhao Gang, what the hell are you doing driving like that?"

Zhao Gang replied, "President Lu, a tractor was blocking the way. I'm going to go curse him out."

Long Aotian and Jiang Shihan were tidying their clothes and apologizing inside the car.

Zhao Gang, on the other hand, got out of the car and, upon seeing, realized it wasn't a stranger!

It was Long Aotian!

Zhao Gang walked up to Long Aotian: "Damn it! Who the hell did I think it was? It's you, you blind idiot? Can't you see the car? Do you know how much this car costs? They wouldn't even be able to afford to fix a scratch if they sold you!"

Long Aotian looked coldly at Zhao Gang and revealed a cold smile: "Oh? Long Aotian's lackey?"

Zhao Gang chuckled, "That's right, it's good you know your place!"

Long Aotian was stunned. "I was complimenting you, you know? Have you no shame?"

Zhao Gang was about to reply when he sensed something was off.

"What the hell are you doing? Why do you stink so bad? Did you fall into a cesspool?"

Long Aotian's lips twitched. Is this guy a fortune teller on the side?

Lu Chengwen, inside the car, was wiping champagne stains off Jiang Shihan's chest. He looked up and saw the man across the street... Holy crap!

Long Aotian!? The main male protagonist!?

He's out!?

Meanwhile, Zhao Gang was digging his own grave, relentlessly insulting Long Aotian.

Lu Chengwen dropped the tissue for Jiang Shihan. "Wipe it yourself."

"Mr. Lu, help me, please... Hello?"

Lu Chengwen pushed open the car door and got out, shouting, "Stop! Please spare my life!"