After bidding farewell to Zhou Shu Yi, Qin Xuan called Hu Zi An to walk with him along the small roads of Pudong.
Seeing Qin Xuan’s silence, Hu Zi An immediately chimed in, teasing, “Boss is boss, no matter where he goes, girls like him.”
“Unlike me, always a lone wolf, not even a single person asks for my number.”
Qin Xuan slung an arm around Hu Zi An’s shoulders and chided with a laugh, “If you want to date, go find someone yourself, stop being so sarcastic here.”
“I already have your sister-in-law, I don’t have that much energy for other women anymore.”
Hu Zi An chuckled, saying nonchalantly to Qin Xuan, “Boss, you need to broaden your horizons!”
“Not to mention anything else, your family fortune is immense, your insight is astonishing, you’re that Grandmaster, possessing powerful physical strength.”
“So awesome that the country even grants you special privileges!”
“For someone so perfect, isn’t having three wives and four concubines perfectly normal?”
Qin Xuan was dismissive, “You’re overthinking it, it’s not ancient times anymore.”
“Three wives and four concubines? Aren’t you afraid of kneeling on the washboard until it breaks?”
Hu Zi An shook his head with utmost seriousness, “I think you completely misunderstand!”
“I don’t know about others, but take my family for example.”
“On the surface, my grandfather only had my grandmother as his wife, but in private, he actually had several other wives.”
“My father and my uncles are the same.”
“Although some of them were married in due to family interests,”
“There were also some who willingly married into the family.”
Qin Xuan chuckled, “That’s just your family, right?”
“Like you said, your family is a prominent clan, needing alliances for family benefits.”
“I’m different.”
“I don’t have a family behind me, nor do I need to marry anyone for benefits.”
“So, I don’t need to marry so many wives.”
“But you’re so perfect, you’ll always attract more outstanding women, can you really reject them all for Sister Xiao Ya?” Hu Zi An still countered.
Qin Xuan chuckled, “Perhaps, at least for now, it’s still possible.”
…
Back at their residence, Hu Zi An and Qin Xuan each opened their laptops.
They were going to look at cars tomorrow, and both wanted to find their preferred models first.
Qin Xuan first typed “supercar rankings” into the search engine, then asked Qin Xuan, “Zi An, have you decided what car you want to buy?”
“Are you pursuing performance, or appearance?”
Hu Zi An pondered for a moment and slowly replied, “I see in those online novels, protagonists often get rewards like the Wind of the Son, or the Lamborghini Veneno.”
“Fu Shan Gao also has good reviews for them, so I’ll check those two out first.”
Qin Xuan nodded, then clicked on the first webpage titled “World’s Top Ten Supercar Rankings.”
Upon closer inspection, the tenth place was indeed the Wind of the Son that Hu Zi An mentioned.
555 horsepower, 0-100 km/h in 3.7 seconds.
Both in terms of performance and appearance, it was indeed a formidable presence.
Unfortunately, this car was discontinued in 2011, and only 106 units were produced in total.
This was clearly outside his consideration.
The next one was a McLaren.
When the two of them stood still, Fu Shan Gao pointed to a young man beside him and introduced them, “Let me introduce you to Huang Qing, the founder of the Shanghai SC Supercar Club.”
“Today, he will be showing us the sports cars.”
“Oh, and by the way.”
“The unique Lamborghini Veneno today is his ride.”
Qin Xuan and Hu Zi An nodded and shook hands with Huang Qing one by one.
Huang Qing said to the two with a smile, “I had something yesterday and couldn’t make it to the banquet, but when I came back, I heard Old Fu constantly talking about you two.”
“Not only did he say you both like sports cars, but he also said you are definitely good prospects for racing competitions.”
“I almost got tired of hearing it.”
“After you pick out your cars later, you must race with him a couple of laps, so he doesn’t bother me incessantly!”