Yan Shiqi nodded excitedly: "That's right, this is a special car assigned to you, boss. Considering that you were staying in City A before and said you would be back soon, we didn't send it to Beijing."

"...What I mean is, it's too flashy. Change it to another car, not a sports car." Long Xun couldn't help but pinch his brow. This girl wasn't like this when he first met her. Could it be that she's been living in City A and been exposed to the brainless aura of the male and female protagonists?

Yan Shiqi said sullenly, "Fine..."

Actually, she really wanted to admire their boss sitting in that cool sports car, his silver hair flying in the wind of the convertible, his eyes squinting with a lazy look, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the door, exuding a cold and noble aura as he drove by.

A devastatingly handsome male god paired with a luxury car worth over 20 million! Just thinking about it makes me swoon!

However, since her boss had said no sports cars, she could only regretfully lead him to another car, a Bentley Continental, which was also a luxury car worth around five million.

Seeing that the car's appearance was no longer so eye-catching, Long Xun had no further objections. He opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

A long period of silence.

Yan Shiqi bent down and knocked on the car window, then the window rolled down, revealing Long Xun's handsome face, which was completely expressionless. The two looked at each other.

Yan Shiqi was so dizzy from the electric shock that it took him a while to regain his senses. He asked, "Boss, is there something wrong with this car? Why isn't it being driven?"

“No.” Long Xun’s pale golden vertical pupils shifted slightly, moving away from Yan Shiqi and landing on the rearview mirror: “I just suddenly remembered that I can’t drive.”

Yan Shiqi: "..."

She bent over and stared blankly at her boss, who remained serious and upright, looking coldly and authoritatively at the rearview mirror, as if a beautiful flower had bloomed on it.