Chapter 215: Chapter 215: Shall I Find You a Job?
Upon realizing Sang Ning’s endurance had no upper limit, Li Juezhou pushed forward with the fastest speed of his life.
He leaned down, hugging the motorcycle as tightly as a poised leopard ready to strike, almost blending into the sleek black machine.
Turns, accelerations, drifts... every motion flowed seamlessly.
Amid the intense roar of the engine, Li Juezhou’s rebellious streak seemed to break free from its shackles, showcasing itself in full glory.
Sang Ning’s first reaction was that this guy was giving off major "bking" vibes.
As the motorcycle sped up, so fast it left only a blur on the road, Sang Ning’s mind conjured another thought.
This guy is kind of interesting, his riding skills aren’t bad—fast enough to rival her own ability.
With the wild winds roaring around them, Sang Ning wrapped her arms tightly around Li Juezhou’s strong waist, pressing against his broad back as she yelled, "Hey man, you better slow down, or I’m gonna take advantage of you!"
While Sang Ning’s voice was plenty loud, the wind howling in her ears was even louder, nearly drowning out her shout.
Li Juezhou’s speed continued unabated, prompting Sang Ning to scream again.
"Second warning!"
"Third warning!"
"Warning ignored! I’m taking advantage of you!"
Li Juezhou didn’t respond, and Sang Ning, feeling entirely justified, hugged him even tighter, her head pressed snugly against his back.
She wasn’t deliberately taking advantage of Li Juezhou—she was simply scared of being thrown off.
Behind his black helmet, Li Juezhou’s lips curled into a barely noticeable smile. Then, intentionally, he executed a drift on a curve, using the momentum to make Sang Ning cling to him even tighter.
**
On their way to the restaurant after parking the motorcycle, Li Juezhou mentioned he needed to take a confidential call, prompting Sang Ning to instinctively step aside into a corner.
Since Li Juezhou worked as a personal bodyguard, he likely had access to some client secrets—that was part of his job. Sang Ning wasn’t interested, and upon hearing it was confidential, she wanted to stay as far from him as possible.
But Li Juezhou didn’t go far; he lingered not far from her field of vision.
From that distance, although Sang Ning couldn’t hear what he was saying, she could still observe his facial expressions.
Curiously, Sang Ning found Li Juezhou to be someone with a certain charm.
Yet, when he was on the phone, it was as if he transformed into another person—his sharp features radiated an authoritative pressure.
He only said a sentence or two, then seemed to be replying with "mm" for most of the conversation, which gave the impression that he was issuing orders to the other party.
Sang Ning thought Li Juezhou had an unusual way of being a bodyguard. Acting so arrogant before his client—wasn’t he scared of being fired?
Within two minutes, Li Juezhou hung up the call and lifted his gaze toward Sang Ning.
Afraid of being mistaken for eavesdropping, Sang Ning quickly diverted her eyes elsewhere.
"Let’s go, Sangsang, my matters are settled." Li Juezhou walked up to Sang Ning to call her, his tone suddenly gentle, far removed from the coldness he had displayed during the call.
"Ah! You’ve already finished your call? That was quick!" Sang Ning feigned surprise at his approach, her expression and tone laced with exaggerated drama.
Li Juezhou shook his head, sighing softly with a mix of helplessness and indulgence, then played along with Sang Ning’s poor acting skills. "There wasn’t much to discuss. The client was just giving me some strictly enforced instructions."
So it was the client laying down rules—thinking back to Li Juezhou’s dismissive demeanor while answering, Sang Ning felt a pang of concern for him. "With an attitude like yours toward your work, aren’t you afraid of being fired?"
"Hm?" Li Juezhou cast Sang Ning a puzzled glance.
"Forget it, forget it." Sang Ning waved her hand dismissively, "You used to be a cop who was accustomed to dealing with criminals with firm measures. It’s tough to expect you to suddenly be a model service worker."
Li Juezhou couldn’t quite follow Sang Ning’s train of thought and was still trying to digest her remarks when she continued.
"If you stick to that haughty attitude, you’ll probably get fired in no time. But if that happens, you can come to me—I’ll find you a gig as a bodyguard."
Her company just happened to need a new bodyguard—turns out, the previous one got too familiar with a blacklisted fan of one of their artists, nearly leading to disaster for the artist.
President Chen was stressing over the matter. While finding a bodyguard wasn’t challenging, finding one trustworthy and dependable was a whole other story.
Li Juezhou’s character seemed solid enough. If he wanted to join her company, she could petition President Chen to vouch for him, and her boss would likely grant her that favor.
"Where would this gig be, and who’d I be protecting?" Li Juezhou asked, staring seriously into Sang Ning’s eyes, as though he urgently needed new employment.
"As a bodyguard for our company’s artists during their events or appearances," Sang Ning patiently explained the job to him.
"Does the person I’d be protecting include you?" Li Juezhou questioned further.
Sang Ning laughed. "Do you think I need protection?"
Currently, she traveled without even her manager, prioritizing absolute freedom—so why would she need a bodyguard?
Finally, she added, "But if you do join our company as a bodyguard, I wouldn’t mind letting you tag along during my events just to make you feel more involved."
A fleeting glimmer of emotion crossed Li Juezhou’s eyes before fading away; his face remained calm, betraying no hint of his thoughts. "I’ll think about it," he said lightly.
"Alright." Sang Ning only nodded, refraining from saying anything unnecessary.
Li Juezhou was an adult with his own career plans. She’d merely offered a suggestion; whether he chose to take it was entirely up to him.
**
Li Juezhou finally booked a fancy restaurant this time—a high-altitude rotating buffet.
Sang Ning felt a pang of financial regret but resigned herself to it, having promised to treat him to a good meal.
What puzzled her was that the entire restaurant appeared completely empty!
Yet from the moment they entered, a succession of different servers guided her and Li Juezhou to their table.
Once seated, Sang Ning surveyed the restaurant thoroughly, even casting her gaze into the corners, but no other guests appeared in sight.
That would have been strange enough, but then four foreign violinists appeared, holding their instruments.
Before she could grasp what was happening, the piano music filled the hall, accompanied by the elegant sounds of the violins as the quartet joined in seamlessly.
Then, a young woman in professional attire approached their table and, after a slight bow, spoke with utmost respect and politeness: "Ladies and gentlemen, congratulations on being the first customers of our restaurant, earning you VIP treatment. Additionally, your dinner has been completely waived."
PS: Dear readers, please don’t imitate reckless driving—every scenario in the story is purely fabricated by the author’s imagination. Even if I write them speeding past the edges of the galaxy, it’s all fictitious. In reality, the moment you take off, an officer will immediately come to intervene. o(╯□╰)o