First Date, Tony's Help

Ding-dong~

A crisp phone notification sounded. Susan sighed and looked at the screen.

Still not off work??!

Sure enough, it was their little Superman again—Lin Feng...

Susan had lost count of how many times Lin Feng had sent that message.

But she did not feel the slightest bit impatient. She merely found it amusing.

After patiently replying again, Susan checked the time. It was four o'clock, with another hour until she got off work.

Her work was basically wrapped up, and the day was nearly over. Susan decided to get herself a coffee to perk up.

The TV station offered excellent benefits. Susan's office area had two coffee machines and several small refrigerators stocked with all kinds of Zero snacks for everyone to enjoy for free.

Hmm... after sitting for so long, her lower back was inevitably a little uncomfortable.

Susan made her coffee while rubbing her slender waist.

Her job either involved going out to take photos or coming back to sit down and write copy.

Going out should have counted as exercise, so her sore back could only be blamed on those damned office chairs being too hard!

She had reported it several times already, yet that stingy station manager still would not replace them! Susan grumbled inwardly.

"Ta-da! Susan!" A sleazy-looking man appeared in front of Susan like a ghost, holding up a large lumbar pillow.

"Ah!! John, what are you doing?!" Caught off guard, Susan jumped in fright and turned to glare at him angrily.

Susan's cry drew her colleagues' attention. Some of them glanced over before lowering their heads and continuing to work.

However, they all slowed down what they were doing, their peripheral Light constantly drifting this way.

Everyone knew exactly what was going on. More gossip to enjoy!

That sleazy man was John, the station manager's eldest nephew.

He had been aggressively pursuing Susan since her first day on the job. This was far from recent.

Every time, Susan mercilessly rejected him.

John had not expected to frighten Susan. He had originally wanted to surprise her, but seeing that she seemed genuinely startled, his fat face was full of embarrassment.

"S-Susan, I just wanted to give you a cushion to put behind your back!" John raised the carefully selected green pillow with his thick, stubby arms. "That way, your waist won't feel so tired!"

"N-No need!" Susan repeatedly waved him off. "Thank you for the thought, and please call me Miss Carter!"

With that, Susan could not even be bothered to give John another look. She picked up her coffee and turned to leave.

She could not stand the sight of that sleazy man. She had heard from some coworkers that there were three or four women at Light station alone who had unclear relationships with John.

Susan had always kept her distance from people like him.

"Susan!" John raised his voice and stepped forward to block her. Susan nearly failed to stop herself and ran into his arms.

"What exactly do you want?!" John's inability to take a hint had already made Susan angry. Her delicate little face hardened, cold as frost.

A trace of gloom flashed through John's eyes, which were nearly buried beneath the fat on his face.

His voice became low. "I'd like to invite you to dinner tonight! I know a newly opened steakhouse nearby that's pretty good..."

"Sorry, I already have plans tonight." Susan cut him off expressionlessly, unable to hide the disgust in her eyes.

With that, Susan carried her coffee around John and hurried away, leaving him only her retreating figure.

The graceful curves of Susan's back made John's mouth go dry.

John did not stop her again. He merely watched her leave with an alarmingly dark look in his eyes.

The pillow in his hand was nearly crushed out of shape.

This was the seventh time he had given Susan a gift. Whether flowers or jewelry, expensive or practical, Susan had rejected them all without even a second glance.

His patience was nearly used up, with only Light remaining...

The TV station employees witnessed the entire scene as well.

Almost every department had its own gossip group. At that moment, all the gossip-loving coworkers stopped working and began discussing it wildly in their group chat.

"That fat guy is pursuing Susan again! I seriously have no idea where he gets the nerve!"

"Doesn't he know Susan doesn't like green? And he gave her a green pillow?"

"Has he even looked in the mirror? Does he really think Beauty and the Beast is going to happen to him?"

"Does he think having a little money means every woman has to grovel at his feet? If he weren't the boss's nephew, he would've been thrown out of the company ages ago!"

"How many times has he pursued Susan now? The seventeenth time this month?"

The employees happily enjoyed the gossip. John had already returned to his office upstairs, a specially built soundproof office for him and his girlfriends to do the things couples liked to do...

Of course, he changed girlfriends about once a month.

The moment John entered, he began roaring furiously and smashing anything he saw!

"You fucking bitch!" After smashing things for a long time, John collapsed into his chair, panting heavily. Years of excessive indulgence had covered his face in acne and left his complexion pale and unhealthy.

He had never met such an ungrateful woman!

She had only taken a few more photos of Superman. What gave her the right to reject him?

John cursed inwardly, his expression growing darker and darker.

After a while, once he had vented enough, John's face returned to calm.

It did not matter. He usually had another way of dealing with women who would not respond to kindness or force.

At last, it was time to get off work. Susan stretched and shut down her computer.

Ding! Her phone notification sounded again.

"Susan! I'm downstairs at your company! Come down quickly!"

Susan could not help smiling when she saw the message.

It was five o'clock. That big boy had sent the message right on time.

Why did that usually steady big boy seem so impatient today?

"I'm coming!" After replying, Susan took out a small compact mirror and quickly touched up her makeup before heading for the elevator.

Just after five in New York was the peak of rush hour. Countless office workers flooded the streets in search of dinner.

After greeting a coworker she ran into, Susan walked out of the building and looked around for Lin Feng with her beautiful eyes.

"Hey! Susan!" A familiar voice sounded from behind her.

Susan turned around, only to find Lin Feng's face almost pressed against hers.

"Wow! What are you doing?!" Susan instinctively took two steps back, her pretty face flushing slightly as she scolded him playfully.

"Ta-da!" Lin Feng did not answer. He merely held out both hands and drew a circle in the air.

Pop~ The next second, a huge bouquet of roses appeared in Lin Feng's hands as if by magic.

Like a gentleman, Lin Feng elegantly offered the roses to the stunned Susan. "These are for you, beautiful Miss Susan."

"Oh my God! Is this magic?" Susan happily accepted the roses and breathed in their fragrance. Half the exhaustion from her workday seemed to vanish. "Lin, how did you know I like roses?!"

"That's a secret!" Lin Feng winked at Susan mysteriously, then bowed slightly and extended a hand. "Beautiful Miss Susan, may I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"

Susan's face reddened again. Pretending to be calm, she placed her hand in his. "Of course, my big boy!"

Susan's racing heartbeat betrayed her. The date might have been a little cliché, but for two people on their first date, it was full of freshness and excitement.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, took Susan's fair and soft little hand, and led her to the roadside.

A Rolls-Royce was parked there, a vehicle Tony had prepared for them. Happy was the driver.

Happy had initially been reluctant, but upon hearing that he would be driving for Superman, his attitude changed immediately.

After all, not everyone had the chance to drive for Superman, and Happy, who was fascinated by Superman's immense power, was also a member of the Superman Forum.

Lin Feng thoughtfully opened the car door for Susan, and the two got into the car one after the other.

The Flying Little Gold Man slowly set off toward a Sea-food restaurant.

"Oh! Did you see that? Susan got into that luxury car?" Several of Susan's coworkers witnessed the scene outside the office building and cried out in surprise.

"Is that her boyfriend? He's so young, and his smile is so full of Light!"

"And most importantly, he's so rich..."

"Did you get a photo? Hurry and send it to the group! Good gossip should be shared!" A coworker who never forgot their friends while enjoying gossip—truly a solid coworker...

The moment the photo was sent to the small group chat, it immediately brought out a whole crowd of lurkers.

The group chat erupted. Some were envious, while others were bitterly jealous.

"Heh, could it be a rental? Can someone that young really afford a Rolls-Royce?" one jealous green-tea girl sneered.

"Come on, can't he be a rich second-generation heir?" someone who could not stand it anymore shot back.

"What do you all do for work? Don't you ever do your homework? Doesn't that license plate look familiar?"

"I know! It's a Stark Industries license plate!"

"Oh my God, someone with that kind of treatment is probably a shareholder, right?"

"Or maybe her boyfriend is Tony Stark's illegitimate son?"

"Am I the only one laughing right now? I want to see John's expression when he finds out about this..."

"Want to see it too +1"