Not long after sitting down at the dining table with Ye Wan, Wang Jian jogged over with a tray of food.
He was full of excitement, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
He eagerly asked Jiang Cheng, "Brother Cheng, are you really going to that club gathering tonight?"
Jiang Cheng casually glanced at Wang Jian and retorted with a teasing tone, "Is the wound on your head healed? Can you drive now?"
Hearing this, Wang Jian quickly patted his chest and confidently replied, "Of course, why wouldn't I? This is my first time attending such a Supercar Club. I don't know anyone, so I'm a bit nervous, Brother Cheng, are you going or not?"
Recalling how Wang Jian had been tirelessly working for him in the External Liaison Department for the past two months, always on the go and providing support.
He had not only successfully attracted many sponsors but also organized various school activities in an orderly manner.
He nodded inwardly and readily agreed, "Alright, in that case, I'll go with you tonight to check it out."
Ye Wan, who was quietly eating nearby, hadn't paid much attention to their conversation, but when she heard the words "club gathering," her eyes suddenly widened involuntarily.
She subconsciously looked up, curiously gazing at Jiang Cheng and Wang Jian, a hint of surprise and doubt in her eyes.
However, after only a moment, as if realizing her impropriety, Ye Wan quickly lowered her head again and continued to eat in silence.
Jiang Cheng and Ye Wan were sitting opposite each other, having lunch, and passing students couldn't help but steal a few glances.
After all, the combination of Jiang Cheng and Ye Wan was indeed a bit strange.
However, with the subsequent arrival of three other people, the curious and conspicuous gazes gradually faded.
Jiang Cheng didn't deliberately try to make conversation with Ye Wan; he just quietly ate his meal while distractedly scrolling through his phone screen.
In contrast, Wu Kun, sitting beside them, was exceptionally lively, his mouth firing questions at Ye Wan like a machine gun.
"Hey, I heard you're working at Brother Cheng's milk tea shop now. What's your hourly wage?" Wu Kun asked with a face full of curiosity.
Ye Wan lowered her head slightly and softly replied, "30 yuan an hour."
Hearing this number, Wu Kun couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaim in surprise, "Wow, that high! I remember you applied for a work-study position at the school's post station before, didn't you? It was only 8 yuan an hour there, I think."
Ye Wan looked up, gave Jiang Cheng a slightly grateful look, then turned her gaze back to Wu Kun and slowly explained, "Well, in addition to the 30 yuan per hour wage, there's also a 600 yuan meal subsidy every month."
As soon as these words came out, Wang Jian, who had been buried in his food, and the other two instantly stopped their movements, all turning their gazes towards Jiang Cheng in unison, their eyes filled with envy and confusion.
Wu Kun immediately spoke up, "Brother Cheng, I'd like to ask presumptuously, is your shop still hiring? Don't get me wrong, I'm not after the meal card; I just feel like there are more female students in the milk tea shop."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng reached out and patted Wu Kun's shoulder, responding with a hint of teasing, "Oh ho, if that's the case, then no meal card subsidy for you."
Upon hearing this, Wu Kun immediately clutched his chest in distress.
He stared at Jiang Cheng with wide eyes and cried out aggrievedly, "Brother Cheng, can't you tell I'm just putting on a brave face???"
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but laugh at the sight, slowly pulled out his wallet from his pants pocket, then took out three Simple Tea membership cards and handed them to the three of them.
Jiang Cheng generously said, "Come, come, come, your father is treating you to free milk tea. Use this card to swipe for free."
The three of them took the cards and, after reading the membership instructions, immediately gave up on refuting him.
Almost at the same instant, the three of them, as if rehearsed, shouted in unison, perfectly synchronized, and incredibly loudly, "Thank you, Dad~~"
This sudden chorus of shouts, like a clap of thunder on a clear day, startled a group of female students eating nearby, causing their faces to lose color and leaving them all looking completely bewildered.
Soon, everyone finished their meal.
Since there was no next arrangement, the three of them wisely left first.
After placing his tray in the designated spot, Jiang Cheng said to Ye Wan, "Goodbye, Student Ye Wan."
"Goodbye, Student Jiang Cheng."
Watching Jiang Cheng's receding figure until he disappeared, Ye Wan's lowered hands unconsciously clenched into gentle fists.
At this moment, her heart felt like a fawn was wildly thumping, and an indescribable emotion surged within her.
She was surprised to find that she was filled with anticipation for meeting Jiang Cheng again.
The thought of possibly having more opportunities to interact with Jiang Cheng in the future made Ye Wan's heart beat a little faster.
As the sun set, a brilliant afterglow appeared in the sky, painting the entire city with a faint orange-red hue.
Behind a lamborghini reventón, two luxurious rolls-royce phantoms followed closely, forming a convoy of three luxury cars that slowly drove out of the opulent villa area in a very high-profile manner.
When the convoy was halfway, a porsche 911 with its hazard lights on, parked by the roadside, slowly followed behind the convoy.
After seeing the license plate, Wang Sheng, sitting in the lead car, gently waved to the two rolls-royces following behind, signaling them to move aside.
Upon receiving the signal, the rolls-royces quickly moved to the side, clearing a path for the porsche 911 driven by Wang Jian.
Seeing this, Wang Jian understood and pressed the accelerator, speeding forward, and soon pulled alongside the cars in front.
In a moment, the four cars began to line up and drive towards Jing'an District.
The cars sped along, and they were almost at the Magic City F1 International Circuit.