Almighty?

Liu Shang was asked to stay for a technical discussion meeting that morning. He ate lunch at the company cafeteria, which offered a self-service buffet with individual meal trays. The food was quite good.

Since Liu Shang didn't have his own workstation or computer yet, he completed his HR onboarding procedures in the afternoon and left work early.

Tomorrow would be his official start date.

Although today and tomorrow were the weekend, the company was in its busiest period, so both the technical and production departments were expected to work overtime as usual.

After walking out of the company office building, Liu Shang noticed a champagne-colored BMW 7 Series repeatedly trying and failing to park properly.

The driver of the BMW was a girl who looked about his age. She was quite pretty, but had an air of arrogant aloofness about her that immediately screamed "rich second generation."

Liu Shang, feeling good about his day, instinctively walked over and asked, "Do you need some help?"

At that moment, Song Jia, who was feeling quite flustered, was sitting in the driver's seat.

As soon as her father finalized Liu Shang's salary and position, Song Jia's once bright and sunny mood turned gloomy.

She couldn't even enjoy her fruit, and computer games lost their appeal. She could only go out to practice driving, desperately trying to figure out how to solve this problem.

Song Guangyuan doted on his precious daughter immensely. He'd bought a BMW 740, worth over a million, just for Song Jia to practice driving.

As long as his beloved daughter was happy!

After driving for over an hour and still not coming up with a good solution, Song Jia felt tired and annoyed. She decided to park the car and leave the company to relax with her friends.

But just then, she suddenly saw Liu Shang walking out of the office building alone.

And through the rearview mirror, it seemed Liu Shang's gaze was directed towards her.

Perhaps it was a guilty conscience, but Song Jia, who was usually fearless, suddenly felt a pang of panic.

Thus, she, who could normally park with ease, suddenly found herself unable to park the car smoothly at all.

The more anxious and flustered she became, the more erratic her driving became.

When Liu Shang finally approached and spoke to her, Song Jia, who was on the verge of losing her mind, finally slammed on the brakes, completely abandoning her attempt to park.

"Do you need some help?"

Looking at Liu Shang's calm, lake-like eyes and friendly smile, the clever Song Jia had an idea. She turned off the car, opened the door, and got out.

"Ah, sorry, I don't know what's going on, the car suddenly just won't park."

"Maybe I really do need your help with something."

After saying this, the slightly nervous Song Jia, as if possessed, walked halfway around the car and got into the passenger seat.

It wasn't until she was seated and had closed the door that she suddenly realized: All I needed was for him to help park the car! Why did I get into the passenger seat? I could have just waited outside the car!

Fortunately, Liu Shang, who had already gotten into the car, was focused on the BMW 7 Series and didn't notice Song Jia's slightly flushed embarrassment.

At this point, Song Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief and kept telling herself.

Sigh! Forget it, forget it. Doing something foolish is fine, as long as I can trick Liu Shang a little, it's worth it.

Even if it's just to vent some frustration for Tan Feng and his group!

It's all because of those annoying guys. Otherwise, why would I be afraid to see Liu Shang, or do something so embarrassing out of nervousness?

This BMW 7 Series was a fully imported sedan that featured push-button start technology.

Song Jia figured that even if Liu Shang had driving experience, given his young age and very ordinary family background, he probably wouldn't be able to start the car smoothly.

This way, Song Jia could see if this guy was as terrifyingly calm and collected as he had been in the meeting room earlier.

Unfortunately, Song Jia's little scheme was destined to fail miserably.

Liu Shang had lived abroad for seven or eight years. Luxury car brands like BMW and Mercedes-Benz weren't considered as rare in other countries as they were in China.

Moreover, in terms of automotive technology development, what Liu Shang had witnessed was far more advanced than what was currently available.

When Liu Shang had entered the driver's seat earlier, his seemingly curious demeanor was actually him comparing the current level of automotive technology.

"Uh, do you not know how to start this car?"

Just as Song Jia 'thoughtfully' asked Liu Shang, who was in a bit of a daze, Liu Shang smiled at her.

Then, he naturally started the car and, with incredibly skilled driving techniques, smoothly maneuvered it into the parking space, parking it perfectly.

This display completely shocked Song Jia, so much so that she wasn't even sure how she followed Liu Shang out of the car.

After glancing at the car's perfectly parked angle and position, Liu Shang nodded, gave Song Jia a casual wave, and turned to leave.

He left Song Jia standing by the car, staring blankly.

This guy! How can he drive so well too?

Is he good at everything?!!!

Neither Song Jia nor Liu Shang noticed that the entire process was being observed by Song Guangyuan from the third-floor window.

Seeing Liu Shang leave casually, while his precious daughter was still staring blankly in the direction he had gone, Song Guangyuan's brow furrowed deeply, and a hint of worry flickered in his eyes.

A few minutes later, the flustered and unhappy Song Jia walked into her father's chairman's office.

"Dad, it's so stuffy at the company. Can you have Xiao Wu drive me? I'm going to meet my friends."

"Huh? Jia Jia, why are you suddenly in a bad mood?"

"Haven't you been wanting to come check out Dad's cars for a long time?"

Facing Song Guangyuan's concern, Song Jia plopped down onto the sofa. "Ugh, my mood isn't great right now anyway."

"Dad! Just don't ask!"

Seeing his daughter like this, Song Guangyuan became even more suspicious.

"Heh, oh right, Jiajia, you saw Liu Shang who came in for a job interview at the company today, didn't you?"

"He's also from Oil University, and in the same year as you. Did you guys know each other in school?"

Hearing Song Guangyuan ask this so suddenly, Song Jia froze subconsciously, then shook her head with a rather large movement. "No, I don't."

This kind of behavior naturally couldn't escape the notice of Song Guangyuan, who had seen much of the world and spent most of his life battling in the business world, like an old fox.

And so, an ominous premonition and a sense of crisis surfaced in Song Guangyuan's heart.