Chapter 35: Overslept

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Overslept

"Busy-day Monday!"

For every wage earner fighting to make a living, it meant the start of a new week, another small cycle in their life as corporate slaves, and a day that pushed them further away from their dreams.

Of course, for those who didn’t have to clock in, Monday was just Monday—an ordinary day.

Su Yunzhou yawned and struggled to sit up in bed. His brain was still a bit foggy. Out of habit, he picked up his phone and saw several missed calls from Li Yan.

He glanced at the time: 9:35 AM.

"Uh... What time was my car delivery ceremony again?" he wondered. He immediately called her back.

A moment later, Li Yan’s excited voice rang out from the receiver.

"Mr. Su, you finally answered! I was so worried..."

Su Yunzhou offered a brief explanation and promised that he would definitely be there. He then hung up and headed to the bathroom. After a quick shower, he felt half-alive again. The other half would just have to recover slowly.

As for why he was so exhausted, any gentleman of culture would understand.

Yesterday evening, after Liu Yiyi sent her best friend off, she came to the hotel to visit Su Yunzhou. She had even specifically picked out a high-waisted satin "battle dress" for the occasion. But when she arrived at the hotel and discovered the minor injuries on his arms, she became incredibly anxious. Once she learned the whole story—especially upon hearing that the Pharmaceutical Factory boss was a woman—her heart ached for him even more.

To soothe his wounded body and mind, she used every trick in her arsenal to comfort him. Su Yunzhou naturally noticed the tinge of jealousy mixed in with her concern, so he rolled up his sleeves and went at it with full force.

As a result, they nearly went a full four rounds that night.

When Liu Yiyi’s alarm went off in the morning, he had been in a daze. He vaguely heard her reminding him that he needed to go pick up his car from her friend today. However, he was simply too exhausted and slept straight through until now.

He sighed. It really was true—the field never tires, only the ox that plows it does.

After changing his clothes, Su Yunzhou dragged his weary body out the door. Sitting in the luxury ride he had hailed, he browsed through the system shop in his mind. The item that could best solve his current predicament was the "Qingshui Jian Peak Stamina," but the price of 30 Skill Points was daunting.

"How long will I have to save up before I can go a lucky six rounds?" he wondered.

At the Southern City Porsche Center.

Li Yan stepped out of the manager’s office, her heavy, heaving chest finally settling down. She couldn’t believe Mr. Su had overslept at such an important moment.

"Perhaps it really wasn’t that big of a deal to him," she mused. "It’s just buying a car, after all."

But for a busty working girl like her, grinding just to make a living, the inability to reach him all morning had made her so anxious that her underwear had been soaked with sweat several times over.

"Phew." She let out a long breath and walked with an elegant pace back to the sales office. Her colleagues immediately cast eager, gossiping glances her way.

After she explained the situation, one colleague grumbled enviously, "Such is the unpretentious life of the rich! If I were picking up a Panamera today—an Executive Platinum Edition, no less—I’d probably be too excited to sleep at all."

Another female colleague said with a bitter expression, "Sister Yan, can we confirm a time? I originally scheduled a delivery ceremony at eleven for that VIP customer of mine. When I just told him it had to be delayed a bit, he was already very unhappy."

Hearing this, Li Yan felt helpless. If she could have contacted Mr. Su earlier to confirm he’d be late, they could have moved the other customer’s time slot up. But because he was unreachable, coupled with the unpleasant incident that occurred at the center previously—where Mr. Su explicitly stated he would settle the score when picking up his car—they were left in this predicament.

Li Yan said apologetically, "I’m so sorry. How about we go explain it to the customer again? I still have a few small perks I can give away for this month."

The female colleague hesitated for a moment before nodding. The two of them quickly discussed what to say and headed out.

In the luxuriously decorated customer reception room.

Zhang Ming, who was about to become a distinguished Porsche owner, was in a terrible mood. He had received a message yesterday stating he could pick up his car today. The beautiful saleswoman had even specifically mentioned there would be a delivery ceremony, so Zhang Ming had arrived at the Porsche Center bright and early.

For this very moment, he had dressed up meticulously. He had even gotten a perm the night before, making the slightly thinning hair on the top of his head appear much thicker. In the morning, he put on a Giorgio Armani suit that he rarely wore from his wardrobe and brought along a carefully selected female companion.

She was a minor internet celebrity he had heavily tipped a few days ago. He planned to show off big time today, have some fun tonight, and wrap up a happy, blissful, and fulfilling day.

The internet celebrity was named Nana. True to her name, she had a graceful and curvy figure. Her long, snow-white legs were irresistible, and her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, making her look like a blooming flower bud—delicate and alluring. And the most enchanting thing about her was her exceptionally long tongue. When she spoke, she would occasionally lick her tender lips, looking incredibly seductive.

She was a smooth talker, comforting her sugar daddy while simultaneously sharing the entire car delivery process with her plastic sister.

[Miaomiao, I just found out there are so many ceremonies to becoming a Porsche owner.]

[Wow~ The snacks in the store are so delicious~]

Her "plastic bestie," Miaomiao, was currently in her apartment, picking out a dress for her evening livestream. She had lost a game last time and promised a sugar daddy she would wear whatever was in the clothing blind box he sent her.

But the pervert had straight-up sent a sexy Bunny Girl outfit, and a quick glance revealed it was of very poor quality. She tried it on first. It failed to cover anything it was supposed to, yet had a few useless scraps of cloth over areas that didn’t matter.

If she dared to wear this outfit during a livestream, she would probably be instantly banned by the site administrators. Therefore, she had to ensure she didn’t violate the rules while creatively toeing the line.

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ. Her phone vibrated continuously.

Pouting, Miaomiao reluctantly swiped open her Mango phone. Seeing the blatant showing off between the lines of her friend’s messages, she hypocritically played along.

[Wow! They look so good!]

[Pack some up for me, sis!]

She had to do this because Nana was the top earner in their agency, whereas her own position was unstable—fluctuating around sixth, seventh, or eighth place.

Not even two minutes later, Nana sent another message.

[The service at Porsche is just too good! Two female sales reps just came over to profusely apologize for the delay in the delivery ceremony. They gave us several free maintenance sessions and a bunch of souvenirs.]

"It’s ’us’ now?" Miaomiao sneered, curling her lip. "Acting like you’re the one buying the Porsche."

She didn’t reply.

A few minutes later, her phone started vibrating continuously again.

"Will you ever stop?!" Miaomiao complained. "So annoying!"

Complaints aside, she picked up her phone, preparing to reply with: [Sorry, I was busy prepping for my stream.]

[Miaomiao, I’m telling you, it’s unbelievable!]

[It really is infuriating comparing people!]

[It turns out Brother Zhang’s car delivery was delayed because the previous owner got held up and only just arrived.]

[Brother Zhang was a bit pissed off at first. He said he was going to see who this big shot thought he was. But when he heard the guy bought a Panamera Executive Platinum Edition—or whatever—in full cash, he deflated like a pierced balloon.]

Miaomiao wondered what kind of wealthy tycoon had that much financial muscle.

The next second, as if hearing her thoughts, Nana sent a secretly taken photo. It was a candid shot of the wealthy tycoon.

It was an incredibly handsome young man. He stood in the center of the crowd, surrounded like the moon among the stars. He wore a faint, ambiguous smile on his face, looking exceptionally charming and elegant.

"Ah!" Miaomiao gasped. Her fingers rapidly zoomed in on the screen, finally settling on the handsome guy’s face. Her pretty features were filled with shock and delight. "Is... isn’t this the cutie staying at the Celestial Paradise Holiday Hotel that I haven’t been able to score a date with?"

The specific details in that single sentence were enough to show just how fresh Su Yunzhou was in Miaomiao’s memory.

Flustered, she scrambled to find Su Yunzhou’s WeChat. Her fingers tapped furiously for a good while, but ultimately, she deleted the text she had just typed into the chat box.

"Miaomiao, don’t panic. Don’t be impulsive," she told herself.

"A couple of days ago, the cutie said he would call me when he was done being busy. There will definitely be a chance to meet him.

"I shouldn’t act impulsively right now. I need to be fully prepared. As soon as we meet, I have to seize the cock-portunity and take it all the way down."