Chapter 117: Money can do anything

Inside the Mercedes-Benz car, Lin Yuan also had a complex expression, somewhat speechless.

This extreme Eldest Miss, how did she come again?

"Tap, tap, tap..." Zhao Yuyan stepped in her high heels, slowly walked to the front of the Mercedes-Benz car, and lightly tapped the window.

The window rolled down.

"Didn't you say you'd be working overtime tonight?" Zhao Yuyan asked lightly, her red lips slightly pursed.

Lin Yuan sat in the car, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Um, the company just suddenly said again, no need to work overtime..."

At that moment, Su Monong sat in the back row, also looking at this woman with puzzlement.

This woman, it seems like the one Lin Yuan mentioned before, the girl from the blind date on Cherish Love Network?

It seems this girl's conditions are really not bad, driving a BMW M8 sports car worth 3 million.

However, Lin Yuan seems to be avoiding this girl.

"Oh really? Then since you're not working overtime, can you make time for a date with me?" Zhao Yuyan said, lightly pursing her red lips.

The surrounding colleagues hearing this were instantly shocked in expression.

There was envy, disbelief, and confusion?

Damn!

What's the situation with Assistant Lin??

His romantic luck has been skyrocketing lately!

How could Lin Yuan know such a top-notch beauty?

Moreover, this beauty actually came to the door herself, proactively asking Assistant Lin for a date??

Is there any justice left in this world?!

The surrounding male colleagues were shocked to the core, filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred!

Meanwhile, Su Zhiyuan sat in the car, also hearing their conversation.

In another Ferrari, Sun Weiwei also heard their conversation.

For some reason, at this moment, a hint of complexity flashed across Sun Weiwei's pretty face.

Lin Yuan, this bastard, seems to be about to date that woman in the black dress.

At this moment, Sun Weiwei's heart actually flashed a hint of inexplicable jealousy??

Even she herself doesn't know why she feels sour.

Moreover, this woman's conditions are not at all inferior to Sun Weiwei's!

Her looks are top-notch, and her demeanor is not inferior to Sun Weiwei's in the slightest.

Sun Weiwei became jealous.

Lin Yuan, this bastard, hum, men really aren't anything good!

Sun Weiwei was so angry her chest heaved; she didn't want to watch anymore. She slammed the accelerator.

"Vroom!" The Ferrari SF90 sports car roared, speeding off……

At this moment, at the group's entrance.

Lin Yuan's expression was complex as he made an excuse, "Um... this probably won't work... I still have to send Director Su home later and handle his meeting documents..." Lin Yuan made an excuse.

But Su Monong suddenly spoke up, "I never said you had to handle the documents? Lin Yuan, aren't you free tonight?"

Lin Yuan: "......???"

This Director Su, why is he stabbing him in the back like that!

Lin Yuan was left speechless.

"Heh, your Chairman even said it, that you're not working overtime tonight and are free. So? Can you make time for a date with me?" Zhao Yuyan tilted her head, her long hair cascading down, just staring at Lin Yuan.

Su Monong sat in the car, very satisfied with his own performance just now.

In order to stop someone's relationship with Lin Yuan.

Su Monong finally found the best alternative.

That is to let the blind-date girl from Cherish Love Network develop a relationship with Lin Yuan.

Su Monong turned his head, glanced at not far away…… his daughter's Ferrari.

Heh.

Su Monong was very satisfied.

"But, but I tonight……" Lin Yuan stammered, still trying to find an excuse to refuse.

He really didn't want to go on a date with Zhao Yuyan.

Dating this woman, the pressure is too great.

This woman's purpose isn't pure; she wants to poach Lin Yuan to Nine Honors International, and Lin Yuan doesn't want to betray the Goddess.

"Lin Yuan, stop the 'buts'. The girl herself drove her car to pick you up—can't you act like a man? Why are you still hesitating? Hurry up, get out of the car and go on a date with the girl." In the back seat, Su Monong commanded coldly.

"Huh??" Lin Yuan, hearing this, was completely dazed.

No, what is Director Su trying to do?

"Director Su, but I still need to send you home." Lin Yuan made an excuse.

"Today you don't need to send me; I'll just take my daughter's car home. You should properly date that girl. Don't let her down." Su Monong said, then directly opened the door and got out.

Zhao Yuyan and Su Monong lightly nodded in acknowledgment.

"Thank you, Director Su."

Su Monong said, and even actively pulled Lin Yuan out of the car.

Su Monong said while nodding, "Little lady, have a good date with Lin Yuan; you young people just need to communicate more, interact more. Although you're from a blind date, I think you two are quite compatible. Communicate well."

"Have the security put the Mercedes-Benz in the parking garage; tonight you just go on a proper date with her. Got it?" Su Monong pushed Lin Yuan to face Zhao Yuyan.

"Little girl, I'm leaving Lin Yuan in your hands." Su Monong said, then she left in her high heels.

She walked straight to her daughter Su Zhiyuan's Ferrari.

Su Monong directly opened the car door and got inside.

Meanwhile, inside the Ferrari, Su Zhiyuan clenched her teeth, almost furious to death.

"Mom! Why won't you let Lin Yuan send you home?" Su Zhiyuan shouted angrily.

Su Monong gave her a glance, "Lin Yuan and that person are on a blind date; two young people, a single man and woman— isn't a date normal?"

Su Zhiyuan: "……"

"Su Zhiyuan, still not driving? If you don't go home you'll starve." Su Monong, too lazy to continue arguing, coldly ordered.

"No, let Lin Yuan send you home—he's your driver! I still have to go eat with my girlfriends tonight." Su Zhiyuan, in a bad mood, pouted her lips.

Su Monong coldly said, "If you don't leave, I'll now freeze all your bank cards."

Swish— upon hearing that, Su Zhiyuan finally gave in.

"Mother, I was just joking, please don't mind~" Su Zhiyuan's apologetic look, her cute and obedient face.

"Still not driving?" Su Monong coldly snapped.

Su Zhiyuan didn't dare retort, could only press the accelerator and drive away.

Just as she was leaving, her beautiful eyes remained fixed on the rearview mirror, observing the situation behind.

……

At the Su Group gate, Lin Yuan watched helplessly as Director Su sold him off, then watched Director Su get in the car and leave.

"Your chairman has left—now can you accompany me on a date?" Zhao Yuyan tilted her head and asked.

"Um, okay." Lin Yuan helplessly could only nod.

"Get in the car." Zhao Yuyan stepped in her high heels and opened the BMW M8's door.

She got into the driver's seat.

Lin Yuan helplessly also only could sit in the passenger seat.

The BMW M8, this top‑performance sports car, Lin Yuan was still riding it for the first time.

Her car interior was very clean, the air still floating with a faint woman's fragrance.

Smelling that fragrance makes one feel very comfortable.

After Zhao Yuyan got in the car, she suddenly took off her black high heels.

She directly threw the high heels into Lin Yuan's arms.

"Here, hold them for me first."

Saying that, Zhao Yuyan changed into a pair of white sports shoes, then prepared to drive.

"Why change shoes?" Lin Yuan, holding her high heels, asked suspiciously.

"Driving doesn't allow wearing high heels—haven't you seen the traffic regulations?" Zhao Yuyan complained.

Lin Yuan startled, "Big sis, you aren't in the black society? You still fear traffic regulations?"

Zhao Yuyan gave him a glance, "Changing shoes is to prevent being chased and killed; for our gray industry, being chased on the road is common—if ever chased, wearing sports shoes lets you drive better to escape, understand?"

Lin Yuan: "……"

This gray industry is really dangerous.

A little carelessness could get one assassinated.

After changing shoes, Zhao Yuyan stepped on the accelerator—"vroom!"

The BMW M8 sports car erupted with powerful force, roaring out!

Lin Yuan sat in the passenger seat, frightened his face changed.

Damn! This woman drives truly fucking crazy!

Lin Yuan only felt his whole body tightly pressed against the seat back.

BMW M8 Thunder version, 0‑100 km/h in 3 seconds.

This extreme acceleration feeling made Lin Yuan's adrenaline instantly spike.

Too fast.

Lin Yuan glanced at the dashboard, speed displayed: 【120 yards】.

Damn!

This woman truly isn't afraid of speeding!

This is Hangcheng city area!

Within Hangcheng city area, the speed limit is 60 yards.

As a result she directly drove to 120 yards?

She truly isn't afraid of speeding.

"Your speed—speeding fines are very serious." Lin Yuan tightly gripped the armrest and warned.

"What's to panic? Plenty of people help me deduct points." Zhao Yuyan said lightly.

Lin Yuan: "……"

Having money is really good.

Anything can be manipulated.

"Where shall we go eat?" Lin Yuan asked.

"West Lake Golf Club." Zhao Yuyan lightly replied.

After ten or so minutes, the BMW M8 sports car drove into a private club beside West Lake.

West Lake Golf Club.

Here is the Xi Hu district's top-tier golf club.

It is also the venue for the golf competition at the Asian Games.

Zhao Yuyan brought Lin Yuan to the golf club.

Inside this golf club, there's not only the course but also high-end Michelin dining.

Zhao Yuyan brought Lin Yuan to the restaurant, where they first had a sumptuous dinner.

The dinner consisted of various seafood feasts—king crab, spotted grouper, Australian lobster…

After dinner, Zhao Yuyan took Lin Yuan to the golf course.

She began teaching Lin Yuan how to play golf.

"Do you know how to play golf?" Zhao Yuyan asked.

Lin Yuan shook his head: "No, I've never played."

Golf, this expensive sport, is the exclusive domain of the rich—how could Lin Yuan have money to play it?

"Want to have a go?" Zhao Yuyan handed him a golf club.

Lin Yuan didn't refuse either; he took the club and followed Zhao Yuyan, starting to learn how to hit the ball.

The entire golf course is huge, its area almost covering the whole mountain base.

Behind Zhao Yuyan followed a dedicated lawn cart used to ferry her around.

Because the golf course is really too large, walking is inconvenient, so only carts can be used to transport customers.

"How much does it cost to play a round here?" Lin Yuan asked curiously.

"About ten thousand." Zhao Yuyan replied lightly, gripping the club with both hands and beginning her swing.

"Holy cow! That expensive?" Lin Yuan heard the number and went blank.

Playing a round costs ten thousand dollars?

Damn, this really is a nobleman's sport!

"Ten thousand per person," Zhao Yuyan added.

Hearing that, Lin Yuan became even more dazed.

Damn it!

Ten thousand dollars, the fee for one person to play??

This damn it!

They're robbing us!

Lin Yuan silently lowered the golf club in his hand.

At such a price, he'd rather play badminton for thirty dollars an hour.

This nobleman's sport—he's not worthy to play it.

"What are you doing? Not playing?" Zhao Yuyan looked at him, puzzled.

"Too, too expensive… I think I won't learn after all; this isn't something someone of my status can learn." Lin Yuan gave an embarrassed shake of his head.

"What are you afraid of? I'll treat you. I have a few million on my member card—enough for you to play for years." Zhao Yuyan tossed the club back to him.

At that moment, Zhao Yuyan had already hit the ball over a hundred meters away.

She led Lin Yuan toward the ball.

Behind them, a caddy followed Zhao Yuyan, driving the cart over.

Just as Zhao Yuyan was concentrating on her game, a subordinate suddenly hurried over from afar.

"Miss Zhao! Something's happened! Our eastern district venue has been smashed!" a subordinate rushed forward to report.

Whoosh! Hearing this, Zhao Yuyan's delicate pretty face twitched slightly—"What? What's going on?"

Zhao Yuyan set down her club and demanded coldly.

The subordinate stepped forward slowly and reported: "Ten minutes ago, people from the Chi Dao Group suddenly surrounded our eastern district venue… and then…"

As the subordinate was reporting, he suddenly whipped out a dagger from his sleeve and viciously stabbed at Zhao Yuyan!

"Watch out!" Lin Yuan's face changed instantly as he lunged forward a step!

"Pfft!" Lin Yuan's instinctive reaction—he directly grabbed the dagger with his left palm… bare-handed!

Blood instantly stained Lin Yuan's left palm red!

But the dagger also halted right in front of Zhao Yuyan.

The dagger was seized by Lin Yuan and stopped!