Lufangzhi

# 1V1 # MUTUALAFFECTION # BIZARRE
Nan Ge had been thinking about trading her Lamborghini for another car, but she seemed unable to pool more than a few grand together. Nonetheless, as she cajoled and sweet-talked, her brother found her a great job that was brimming with a sense of responsibility: Galactic Guardians of the Stomach, otherwise known as food delivery service. But on the first day of the job, as she drove on with much grit and resolve against the snow, she arrived at the luxury district, making a delivery to Shen Yanqing. *** Shen Yanqing was a legendary magnate in Huai City, but he tended to keep a low profile. Partners often described him as a cool deity with a kind appearance — affable on the outside, but utterly ruthless in reality. Nonetheless, he met a girl he thought well of at their first meeting. He thought there was no chance for them to meet again, but one day, he opened his door to find her familiar figure standing outside. "Good evening, Mr. Shen! I am a delivery person from Irelyn's Diner. Have a pleasant meal!" Shen Yanqing presumed her to be a poor student working part-time to pay for her tuition fees, which was why he kept giving her business... Until one day, he needed to leave the house but his car broke down. After she found out that he had something important to do, she exclaimed, "I have a car!" Shen Yanqing was wondering how he was going to turn down a ride on her electric scooter, only to see her whip out her car keys and press a button. Nearby, the lights of a Lamborghini worth five hundred grand flashed. "Why are you spacing out? Get in!" "..." 

I Deliver Food in a Lamborghini

"Shen Yanqing is well-mannered, so he won't stoop to your level, but not me."

"I'm the same as you. I'm rude and shameless. Have you heard of that saying? The wicked will be punished by the wicked. Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

Nan Zhe came out and immediately saw the secretary, Shen Yanqing, and his assistant waiting outside.

Shen Yanqing looked in his direction.

Before their eyes met, Nan Zhe casually turned his head, took the coat from his secretary, and put it on as he walked.

Seeing him come out, Shen Yanqing tilted his head and nodded at the chief beside him. He smiled and thanked him. "I know it's late. Sorry to trouble you."

"It's a small matter. I just didn't expect you to get into a fight. It's rare to see you so impulsive. You can't do this next time. This isn't your style."

In the past, if an elder he knew said this, Shen Yanqing would definitely remain silent.

Must It Be Her?