Changing a spare tire in the rain? Not agreeing to send another car over?
What kind of person!
It wouldn't kill him to make a phone call, he's just good at causing trouble!
"I wonder if there's a spare tire in the car."
After all, she was the one who broke the car, so she couldn't bring herself to ask Ah Zhong to change it. She could only push open the car door and get out. The two of them held an umbrella together and went to check the trunk.
Fortunately, there was a spare tire.
Although they were both experienced drivers, they had never changed a tire before.
Ah Zhong asked Jiang Nan Fang to hold the umbrella while he carried the spare tire down, along with a box of tools.
However, he was stumped by the car body.
There was no jack, nor an air pump. How could they lift the car to change the tire?
"President Zhan's car is newly acquired, it should have tools. I'll go ask."
Ah Zhong braved the rain and went back to Zhan Bei Jue.
A moment later, he took out an air pump from under the hood.
But how was this thing supposed to be used?
"Hold the umbrella steady, let me figure it out."
After all, he was a man. Ah Zhong took off his jacket and draped it over Jiang Nan Fang's shoulders. He rolled up his sleeves, squatted down by the tire, and got to work.
Zhan Bei Jue waited in the car, unable to resist glancing at what they were doing in the rearview mirror.
The more he looked, the more he saw.
Jiang Nan Fang, wearing Ah Zhong's jacket and holding an umbrella, was half-squatting beside him, carefully shielding him from the rain.
Ah Zhong, looking heroic and manly, squatted beside the car, his head bowed in concentration...
What a perfect picture of a talented man and a beautiful woman, a man and woman working together, radiating charm!
An inexplicable anger and irritation rose within him.
Zhan Bei Jue didn't care if he was busy or if it was convenient to answer the phone. He took out his phone and dialed Ah Zhong.
"Come here."
Ah Zhong hadn't figured out how to use the air pump yet. Jiang Nan Fang held the umbrella for him, and they both ran to Zhan Bei Jue.
"What's wrong, President Zhan?"
"Why is it taking so long? Haven't you finished yet?"
This was changing a tire, for goodness sake. It couldn't be done in a minute or two!
"Not yet," Ah Zhong said awkwardly.
"I'm not very good with tools. Do you know how to use them, President Zhan?"
Ah Zhong doesn't know how to use tools? That's great.
After all, his manliness was still no match for his own.
There was only one umbrella in the car, and Zhan Bei Jue no longer had it after Ah Zhong took it down.
He extended his right index finger, arrogantly took off his sunglasses, and tossed them onto the center console.
"You can't even do such a small thing properly, and you still need me to do it myself. Troublesome. Come up, I'll go down and take a look."
It wouldn't be right for President Zhan to personally go down and change the tire while she was sitting in the car.
Ah Zhong dared not.
Zhan Bei Jue glanced at him.
"There's only one umbrella. If you don't come up, are we going to squeeze all three of us under it?"
"..."
Ah Zhong and Vice President Gao moved to the sports car.
The rain poured down, and Jiang Nan Fang was still holding the umbrella.
Zhan Bei Jue walked over with an imposing aura and squatted down by the tire.
Knowing that Jiang Nan Fang's gaze was definitely fixed on him, he nimbly positioned the air pump against the car, lifted the entire vehicle, and then began to unscrew the bolts.
The original bolts were incredibly tight, but fortunately, he had strong hands. After a few more turns, he managed to loosen them.
Jiang Nan Fang looked at the back of his head, his bulging veins, his slender fingers, and his focused, handsome profile, feeling a slight sense of admiration.
After a series of fluid movements, the new tire was installed.
The old tire had such a large steel nail stuck in it. Zhan Bei Jue threw it into the trunk, clapped his hands, and taunted Jiang Nan Fang.
"Your eyes are useless. You couldn't even see such a large nail. You're deliberately causing trouble for me."
"..."
"Wait outside. I'm going to check the tire pressure."
Jiang Nan Fang held the umbrella and accompanied him to the driver's seat. Zhan Bei Jue got in and started the car. Only then did he realize that the car's functions were not very complete.
It couldn't automatically measure tire pressure.
Realizing that the car he had assigned to Jiang Nan Fang was a bit too inferior, he grumbled.
Ah Zhong's girlfriend, with her controlling nature, actually has such childish thoughts. If he had known it was such a shoddy car...
Jiang Nan Fang heard him muttering inside and thought he was talking to her, so she quickly leaned her head over.
"What did you say?"
Zhan Bei Jue would not admit his poor judgment in front of her. He put on a stern face.
"Are you saying you're not coming up yet? Are you addicted to standing outside? Hurry up."
He wanted her to ride in the same car as him? That wouldn't be right.
But he had just helped her change the tire, so Jiang Nan Fang couldn't ask him to get out. She could only nod.
As she was about to walk to the passenger seat, Zhan Bei Jue stopped her, looking at the clothes on her shoulders. "Stop."
"What is it?"
"The clothes. You're cold, but isn't Ah Zhong cold? Give him his clothes back."
"..."
The road was deserted, wide, and with little traffic. Looking at the sports car speeding ahead, Zhan Bei Jue thought to himself.
"The first day with the new car. Ah Zhong that kid got lucky."
Upon arriving at the factory, the products had already been organized.
Jiang Nan Fang went to test and install a set, and then conducted several experiments on the spot, confirming that there were no issues.
They could have done outdoor assembly and experiments today, but the weather was uncooperative, so it had to be postponed.
It was lunchtime, and with nothing else to do, they prepared to head back.
Vice President Gao suggested, "It's lunchtime, and President Zhan happens to be free today, and it's a great day for the new product launch. Why don't we have a meal together?"
Jiang Nan Fang touched something, and her face felt itchy.
Especially her cheeks and nose. She scratched them with her clothes, and her cheeks and nose turned red.
Combined with being caught in the rain on the way, her hair was slightly messy. She looked charming and cute.
Seeing how exceptionally cute she was today, Zhan Bei Jue reluctantly agreed.
"Miss Jiang, please. It's my first time helping someone change a tire. It's worth a meal, no matter what."
If they're inviting, they're inviting. It's not like she can't afford it. Why bring up the tire-changing incident again?
Jiang Nan Fang replied, "Sure, my treat. What does everyone want to eat?"
As expected, everyone said in unison, "Anything."
Since it's anything, it's easy to decide.
She took out her phone and searched for nearby restaurants, picking the closest one.
Jiang Nan Fang took out her phone and searched by distance. Within a five-kilometer radius, there were only noodle shops and fast-food places, which were really not presentable.
She searched by reputation ranking and found a popular restaurant.
It was over seven kilometers away, and its positive review rate was a hundred percent.
Looking at the accompanying photos and comments, the restaurant was exclusively staffed by young, handsome male waiters.
Crucially, these waiters were all muscular, tall, and wore nothing but a "macho apron."
With an average of one muscular waiter per customer, that's how the high review rate was achieved.
Jiang Nan Fang looked at the photos on her phone and found them increasingly amusing.
An evil thought slowly crept into her mind.
Seeing her staring blankly at her phone for several minutes, as if she wasn't looking for a restaurant but watching some fangirl videos, Zhan Bei Jue impatiently kicked her toes.
"Are you done yet? Is it that hard to treat me to a meal? You're about to eat your phone and you haven't even finished looking?"
Jiang Nan Fang snapped back to reality from her fantasy and wasn't angry. She gave Zhan Bei Jue a strange, sweet smile.
"Okay. It's only a little over seven kilometers away. Let's go quickly."