Quest-based Magnate - Chapter 33

Chapter 33: Hiking

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Cao Su summoned He Che Mo. The night before yesterday, Cao Su asked Xia Ya, the butler of the presidential suite at the Kempinski Hotel, to call a designated driver. The driver happened to be He Che Mo.

She left her contact information. Shen University wasn’t far; it was Sunday noon, so he called her to drive. She was really a driver, though. Don’t get the wrong idea.

He Xueqian was tall and slender, standing at 1.72 meters tall. She walked on the road at the entrance of the resort in her 10-centimeter high heels. She wore a short-sleeved T-shirt and a short white skirt. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and she looked youthful and beautiful.

The men who came in and out looked at the sexy girl who was walking over and their gazes were instantly glued to her. Who could withstand the hypnotic motion from that pair of lanky legs?

He Xueqian walked into the lobby of the hotel and saw Song Jingying on the phone. She finally understood why Brother Cao had said, “You’ll know who my assistant is when you get to the hotel lobby” over the phone.

She stood in the distance and waited for a moment. When the elegant, intellectual, and beautiful woman in stockings finished the call, she said, “Hello, Sister Song. I’m He Xueqian. Brother Cao asked me to drive him.”

Song Jingying was on the phone with her sister. She came to Shencheng to find a job, so she naturally had to explain the situation to her family.

“Oh, hello!” Song Jingying shook hands with the tall and beautiful girl before her, handed her the Bentley keys, and sat back in the titanium grey BMW 740Li. She started the engine and drove away.

She was very curious about why Cao Su suddenly wanted to walk back to the hotel. She didn’t believe that he had a ‘training plan.’

Besides, she also wanted to see if he was merely bragging.

Although she didn’t say anything after being refuted by Cao Su, she didn’t believe a single word of it. A 30-year-old man still talking about his dreams… it felt like he was being frivolous.

President Cao’s mouth was full of “ideals,” but he was probably full of “business.” After all, it was one of the necessary skills for a boss to “draw a pie” for his employees.

Da Lan Corporation provided dormitories for the production line employees and lower-income employees. The dormitory was in the industrial park.

Meanwhile, accommodation subsidies of 500 yuan per month were provided to employees at C1 grade and above. Jiang Ran, the manager of the digital and electronic products business unit, rented a house in a small district that was 15 minutes away from Da Lan Group’s industrial park.

On Sunday afternoon, Jiang Ran and her HR colleague, Sister Zhang, checked into a hotel room to play mahjong. The 25-year-old Sichuan girl’s mahjong skills were almost maxed out. The other two were also female colleagues from Da Lan Corporation.

Sister Zhang was a very beautiful woman. She was thirty years old, with delicate skin, fair skin, and a stunning figure. She was 1.66 meters tall. She was large in spots that should be large and round in places that should be round. It was extremely romantic.

A few years ago, she went to Jiangzhou to recruit Jiang Ran and recruited her into Da Lan. Jiang Ran was currently developing at a rapid pace. She worked in the president’s office, a connection that enabled them to share a good personal relationship.

“Ranran, didn’t you say you were going to exercise today?” the first female colleague asked curiously. “Where did you get the time to play mahjong with us?”

Sister Zhang touched her cards and smiled. “He stood Ranran up. She’s still angry.”

Jiang Ran nodded and played a card. “Fifty thousand.”

At noon on Friday, the day before yesterday, Cao Su invited her to go hiking on WeChat. She agreed to the senior’s invitation after twenty minutes. It had been a long time since she had agreed to a man’s private invitation.

With such an outstanding man, of course, she was willing to date him.

In the end, about the date that she had been looking forward to, he sent her a WeChat message last night: He would be attending a class reunion and was only free the following afternoon.

Naturally, she took the initiative to push the date to the weekend. However, she had made up her mind to find an excuse not to go.

“Who is it?” the second female colleague asked with a smile. “How dare you stand us up for him! Drag him away and kill him.”

Everyone laughed.

Jiang Ran smiled as she picked up her vigorously vibrating phone and looked at the messages. Someone had sent a message in the Da Lan schoolmates’ group chat.

“F*ck! It appears our Da Lan Group has produced a real maestro among Jianghai University’s alumni! Cao Su, from the art design team of the product department under the digital electronics department, has just resigned.”

Next, there were several pictures. One showed Cao Su’s sky-blue Bentley. Some boys in the group estimated that the car’s final price would come up to more than 6 million.

There was also the silhouette of an extremely beautiful woman in office attire. It was said that this was Cao Su’s assistant.

Jiang Ran was surprised.

On Friday morning, Cao Su drove a red Ferrari sports car to work. It was the day the project manager, Yu Ping, apologized to him in public. The news had already spread around Shencheng. However, she had no idea that this senior possessed another luxury car.

Senior Cao, just how many secrets were you hiding?

Many people in the WeChat group were flabbergasted.

Someone asked, “Are there any software engineering students from 2001 in the group? Come out and tell me.”

“No, there aren’t. The President of Jinzhong Communication, Wei Haocheng, is the leader.” What he meant was that no one in the Da Lan Corporation could get into this group.

“Yesterday, Cao Su was at Xili Lake Resort to entertain over 20 alumni of 2001 who majored in software engineering. That night, they finalized a ten-million-dollar investment project, which President Wei praised and followed. His wealth and ability were all first-class. Very awesome!”

“Does anyone have his WeChat? Pull him into the group.”

Of course, Jiang Ran wouldn’t say that she had Cao Su’s WeChat. The group chat was a mix of good and bad! It couldn’t even compare to the class group chat. She took out her rose-red iPhone, opened Cao Su’s WeChat contact, and sent him a message.

It was noon in the middle of summer in Shencheng. The sun was so hot that it could roast people. On both sides of the empty road, the trees were listless from the beating sun.

Cao Su carried two bottles of mineral water that he had bought from the resort’s small supermarket. His phone was thrown into a plastic bag. He regretted it after walking less than a kilometer. Damn it, they should be hiking at night, or under a shady, tree-lined path, at least.

The system’s mission rules were also very strict: 10 kilometers uninterrupted. He couldn’t stop to rest, or he would have to begin all over again.

He gritted his teeth and soldiered forward. After about an hour, Song Jingying appeared beside him in her car. She was wearing a pair of big sunglasses to cover her classic and beautiful face. She drove to prevent the sun from shining on her eyes. She said softly, “President Cao, do you want to rest?”

Looking at Cao Su, who was sweating profusely as he walked along the empty suburban streets, Song Jingying had a different feeling in her heart. She really didn’t expect President Cao to be serious.

She had gone the wrong way just now and did not find him. She thought that he was talking nonsense and could not help but snort. However, she couldn’t help but drive around again and find him.

‘Tell me, what are you after? Is this some kind of performance art? I don’t see you live-streaming on your phone.’

Cao Su waved his hand and panted. “Jingying, go buy me some cold mineral water. Help me hold my phone.”

He still had one bottle of mineral water left. He had to lighten his weight. When people were tired, their phones were also a burden.

“Okay, President Cao.” There was a gentleness in her voice that she did not notice. She took Cao Su’s phone and went to the small newspaper stand in front to buy water.