“France is great . ” I had plans of politely complimenting his country, but perhaps because I’m used to lampooning, I almost blurt out: “Great at surrendering . ”
“Cough…” I cough dryly and say no more, lest he finds Chinese-styled sense of humor unacceptable .
After chatting for a while, I point in the direction of the airport .
“Mr . Zaratulstra will take a few more hours before he arrives . Shall we head inside and have something to drink?”
“Wine?” Rosago looks at me .
“No . I mean coffee, tea, cola, and so on . Don’t drink and drive . ” I’m surprised that his first reaction towards the suggestion is wine .
You’re a professional chauffeur!
Aren’t you a little too rash?
The foreigner, Rosago, clearly didn’t understand my humor . After thinking for a few seconds, he says, “Sorry, I woke up too early today and am still a little sleepy . I’ll be sleeping in the car for a while . ”
“Okay . ” I secretly breathe a sigh of relief .
Although I’m not against social interactions, and I’m even willing to be on good terms with people from a partnered company, I still feel a little uncomfortable thinking about having to spend a few hours with a stranger I’m not familiar with .
Even if the other party were a beauty, this feeling wouldn’t be any less .
Yes, that’s the case for me . Perhaps he shares the same thoughts . That’s probably why he chose to sleep in the car .
Returning from the parking lot to the airport, I randomly find an empty seat and sit down, not putting what I said about drinking something into practice .
It all costs money!
Based on my understanding of CEO Huang, he’s quite generous . But at the same time, as the big boss, he wouldn’t pay attention to the reimbursements of a mere employee . These sorts of trivial matters are usually handled by the finance department that follows a particular procedure .
Therefore, if I waited until noon at the airport, I would definitely be able to claim the expenses for lunch, but I would have to bear the expenses for coffee, cola, tea, snacks, etc . Those are unnecessary expenses .
Of course, if I could get Comrade Rosago to join me for the meal, then I would be able to claim such expenses—client entertainment!
For this reason, when I invited him earlier, I was actually quite sincere . At least half of it was true .
After sitting for a while and using my phone, I suddenly realize a serious issue:
I hadn’t had breakfast yet!
I had left in a hurry this morning!
As I listen to the rumbling of my stomach and feel my thirst and hunger, I decide to find something to eat .
Food at the airport is expensive . Shall I look for KFC or McDonalds, or get some random slice of bread? I stand up and head to the side of the lobby .
When I see the first shop that looks like it sells local delights, I turn in and look for food that’s cost-efficient .
My phone buzzes as I approach the frozen foods section .
“Hello, Mr . Rosago . What’s the matter?” I glance at the caller ID .
Rosago’s voice comes from the other end of the line:
“Ning Bei is undergoing a thunderstorm . All flights are canceled .
“Mr . Zaratulstra will switch to using the high-speed railway . ”
Isn’t this fellow too unlucky… I’m amused yet helpless .
“Then shall we wait at the railway station?”
There’s definitely more than enough time because the high-speed railway station is just below the airport .
Even if Mr . Zaratul couldn’t buy a ticket to stop at this station, it would take a maximum of 90 minutes from the airport to the municipal high-speed railway station . It takes less time than the time it takes from Ning Bei to this city .
“Wait a little longer . I’ll wait for confirmation,” Rosago replies calmly .
As we speak, I see the door to the ice cabinet push open . A small, fair, fat hand reaches in and picks up a Baxy-branded white peach oolong-flavored ice cream .
I trace this hand and see a child that looks around one year old .
I have no clue regarding its gender . Sitting in a pram, its face is chubby and it cannot stop chirping . It’s really adorable .
Such a young child eating ice cream? The parents are so irresponsible! I gaze up at the adult pushing the pram, and find a gentle, beautiful woman .
I have no intention of stopping them . It’s none of my business .
As long as they don’t abuse the child, all I’ll do is lampoon .
However, is letting a one-year-old eat ice cream a form of abuse?
Anyways, the child appears quite happy .
After hanging up the phone, I consider the possibility that we have to rush over to the high-speed railway station at any time . I simply make a choice, getting some packaged pastries and bottled water before paying for it at the cashier .
Just as I find a place to sit down and quickly finish breakfast, Rosago calls again .
“The tickets for today’s high-speed railway have been sold out . Mr . Zaratulstra will have to stay there and come tomorrow . ”
He sure is filled with bad luck… That’s good too . I can head back directly . I don’t have to wait until noon or head to the railway station… I tersely acknowledge .
“Then let’s head back first?”
“Yes, we’ll come again tomorrow,” Rosago says immediately . “Come to the parking lot . I’ll send you back . I’m returning to the city anyway . ”
“…Sure,” I reply with a smile .
It’s not that I’m saving money and being greedy . After all, I can also claim my travel expenses for my trip back .
However, there’s nothing wrong with having good relations with the employees of a partnered company at work .
Even if I don’t end up getting an additional order, it gives me another outlet for job-hopping in the future .
The only problem is how I’ll get along with him later .
It can be quite awkward if two unfamiliar people were to get together .
Let’s just talk about work . It’s only about an hour anyway… I console myself . I leave the airport and find Rosago and his Mercedes .
I get into the car and buckle my seatbelt . Before I can say anything, Rosago turns his head to give me a glance .
“Sit tight . ”
Huh? I feel lost for a moment .
The next second, the car starts and speeds off .
Hey, hey, hey, hey . This is still a parking lot . You’re driving too fast! Ah!
After a series of bends, the car slows down and exits the parking lot through the gantry .
Then, the Mercedes continues to race . It swerves left and right on the road, taking up any empty spots . Not only is he on the verge of exceeding the speed limit, but he also shows no signs of stopping .
On several occasions, I imagined that there would be a car accident, but with Rosago’s control, the car nimbly avoids danger .
“This—aren’t you driving too fast?” I ask, coming back to my senses and gulping .
“Don’t worry . I used to be a racer,” Rosago says as he looks ahead, his eyes bright .
But isn’t it too fast? This is a city road, not a race track… I lampoon nervously .
I don’t dare to say another word, afraid that Master Rosago would be distracted and might end up hitting a guardrail or harming the innocent .
At this moment, I recall my ability as an Assassin . I decide that if anything were to go wrong, I would jump out of the car to seek refuge or forcefully control Rosago to stop the vehicle .
40 minutes later, the racing car stops outside the building where my company is located .
“…Thank you . Thank you . ” My face is a little pale as I unbuckle the seat belt .
If it weren’t for my abilities as an Assassin and my outstanding balance, I definitely would’ve gotten carsick and puked all over the ground .
“You’re welcome . See you tomorrow . ” Rosago waves with a smile .
“…” I exhale and bid the racer farewell .
Entering the building, I glance subconsciously at the spot where the vending machine had appeared . It’s empty .
Fortunately… I head upstairs and press the “up” button .
As I wait, I lower my head and straighten my clothes .
Suddenly, a pair of long legs wearing leather boots walk over .
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