I had just gotten into the car and was fastening my seat belt.
A female saleswoman said to Zhou Qingqing, who had come to see me off:
"Qingqing, I'm not going back to the North District today. I'm going to my boyfriend's place.
So I can't give you a ride back..."
Hearing that, Zhou Qingqing replied directly:
"It's fine, I'll take the subway later. Have fun!"
I paused. Going back to the North District?
I happened to be heading there too, and I was satisfied with this saleswoman's service.
Giving her a ride along the way would be fine, and I could ask her in detail about the Maserati's various functions and systems while we were in the car.
So I kindly invited her.
"Miss Zhou, I happen to be going to the North District too. How about I give you a ride?"
Zhou Qingqing seemed a little embarrassed.
"That would be too much trouble. There's no need, Mr. Jiang. I can just take the subway back."
"It's fine. You can explain the Maserati's various functions to me while we're at it. Come on!"
Zhou Qingqing seemed to be in a hurry as well, constantly checking the time.
Hearing that, she nodded.
"Then thank you, Mr. Jiang. Let me grab my bag!"
I waited for about a minute before she got into the car.
Without hesitation, I drove her straight out of the dealership.
I asked where in the North District she was going, and she told me she lived at Second Bridge in the North District.
What a coincidence—it was right on the way. Second Bridge was where I was headed.
In the car, Zhou Qingqing truly was a good salesperson. She carefully explained the Maserati's various interfaces and operating methods.
I quickly became familiar with all the functions.