"Sister, I know I need to pack, but I really don't need to. I brought a few things..." Xiaoli followed closely behind Sumei, wanting to say something more, but Sumei had already reached a red car by the roadside, reached out and opened the car door. Xiaoli was stunned, "Sister, are you very, very rich?"

"No, it's for the boss." Su Mei hesitated slightly, then bent down and peered under the car door. "The boss is here too."

"Meimei, I told you, don't call me boss, we're good friends." A slender man, gripping the steering wheel, was looking this way. This man was Qianfo, but this time it seemed the two had agreed beforehand, and Qianfo didn't claim to be Su Mei's boyfriend.

"Hello, boss!" Upon seeing this, Xiaoli quickly went to her sister's side, bowed slightly, and waved as a greeting to the boss.

"Hello!" Qianfo nodded to Xiaoli, quickly got out of the car, opened the trunk, and helped Xiaoli put a large sack of things into the car.

Only then did he turn around and return to the driver's seat.

"Get in the car, little sister. You've come all the way from your hometown, and I'm sure you haven't eaten anything on the way. You must be hungry." The shopkeeper nodded to Xiaoli, speaking calmly and politely.

“Okay,” Su Mei nodded, reached out and opened the passenger door, preparing to get in.

"Let your sister sit here. She's a guest, and it'll be more convenient for her to sit here and enjoy the view," the owner said calmly.

Su Mei paused, just about to bow and retreat.

"No, no, no, I'll sit in the back." Xiaoli had already taken the initiative, opened the back door, and sat in the back seat.

"This." Su Mei looked a little embarrassed, straightened up, and didn't know where to sit for a moment.

Qianfo remained silent, only exhaling through his nostrils, his eyes fixed on the starting car ahead.

Su Mei eventually sat in the passenger seat.

Xiaoli was somewhat taken aback. "My older sister has always been willful, how come she's become so obedient?"

"Why does the car smell strange?" After the car window was closed, Xiaoli sniffed and smelled a strange odor of dead rats inside the car. She looked around and looked down to check everywhere, but the car was clean and she couldn't see where a dead rat could be hiding.

"No! The car is washed regularly," Su Mei replied, sitting up straight and looking straight ahead without turning her head.

"Oh, I remember now. I lent this car to a friend yesterday. He must have put something unclean in it, leaving a smell." Qianfo frowned and began to explain.

“No wonder,” Su Li said, turning around and rolling down the car window as a blast of cold air rushed in.

"Give the drink to your sister; she'll feel much better after drinking it," Qianfo added.

“Okay,” Su Mei leaned forward, lowered her head slightly, reached into the car's front drawer, took out a can of beverage with a gold packaging, and with her back to Su Li, licked her lips. She then turned around and handed the ginger drink to Su Li, “Here, it’s imported, it tastes great!”

Su Li took the drink, held it in her palm, and looked at the picture on the bottle. It was a black skull, without any words or letters. Her heart started to pound. "What brand is this?"

"This is a limited edition sports drink, not being widely promoted. It costs a thousand US dollars per can. It's a special gift from the boss. After you drink it, you won't be able to smell any strange tastes..." Su Mei's tone was very calm, but Su Li clicked her tongue in amazement—this drink is too expensive!

"Ahem!" The boss coughed twice, interrupting Su Mei, "Drink it, don't waste it, it's only valid for one day, we've all drunk it."