Chapter 167 Modern Era: Hello, Miss Family Bucket
In the 21st century, in City A, the most prosperous commercial center, the CBD.
It was rush hour, and the intersection was teeming with people.
A black Maybach slowly pulled up to the side of the road. The door opened, and a tall, well-built man in a bespoke suit stepped out. His features were sharp and distinct, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses. He exuded an aura of aloofness and restraint.
Shen Jin, the current president of Shen's Group, is a well-known eligible bachelor in City A and a famously cold-faced workaholic.
He raised his hand to look at his watch, his brows furrowing slightly.
For some reason, he's been feeling empty inside lately, as if something is missing. Also, he seems to have some hearing problems; he often hears strange noises, but hospital checkups have come back normal.
"Mr. Shen, tonight's business cocktail party..." the assistant reported from the side.
"It's been pushed aside."
Chen Jin's voice was indifferent. "I'm going to buy something."
He didn't know what he wanted to buy, but somehow he walked across the street to the bustling KFC.
Just as he was about to step onto the sidewalk.
A figure carrying a huge paper bag and running briskly suddenly rushed out from around the corner and crashed into his arms.
"Bang!"
"Holy crap!"
A crisp exclamation.
Immediately following was the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.
The huge paper bag fell to the ground, scattering its contents everywhere—fried chicken wings, roasted chicken legs, mashed potatoes, egg tarts…and a hamburger that rolled far away.
The air froze for three seconds.
Shen Jin looked down at the girl in his arms, who was dizzy from the impact and was now holding her forehead and looking up.
She looked to be in her early twenties, with her hair in a bun, wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, and her big, round eyes were filled with...despair.
"My family bucket..."
The girl stared at the fried chicken on the ground, her voice trembling, "I waited in line for an hour to buy this... fresh out of the oven... still hot..."
Shen Jin subconsciously wanted to apologize and make amends.
However, just before he could speak...
A remarkably clear and loud voice exploded in his mind without warning:
【Aaaaaah! My chicken leg! My happiness! All gone!】
[Where did this clumsy lamppost come from?! It hit and killed my dad!]
[He looks decent enough, so why is he resorting to staged accidents at his age?]
[Pay up! You have to pay up! This isn't over until you get at least two family buckets! Otherwise, I'll lie down and try to extort you!]
Calm and cautious: !!!
His pupils contracted sharply as he stared incredulously at the girl before him.
Her mouth clearly didn't move.
But those vulgar, gluttonous, yet inexplicably vivid and endearing complaints flooded his mind like a tide.
That feeling... was incredibly familiar.
It was so familiar that it made his heart, which had been dormant for so long, suddenly start beating violently.
What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman get angry before?
[If you look at me again, I'll gouge your eyes out and stomp on them!]
The girl was even angrier when she saw the handsome guy staring at her blankly, and she was just about to start arguing with him.
But then, the man who had been as cold as ice suddenly... smiled.
That smile was like ice and snow melting, like spring flowers blooming. He took off his glasses, and in his deep phoenix eyes, there was a kind of wild joy that she couldn't understand, as if she had regained something she had lost.
"You..." Jiang Mianmian was dazzled by his smile, and her momentum instantly weakened by half. "What are you laughing at? You don't have to pay for the chicken you damaged?"
Shen Jin stepped forward, ignoring the surprised looks from those around him, and grabbed her wrist.
"pay."
His voice was deep and gentle, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor, "How much do you want? I'll pay for it."
"Two... no, ten family buckets, is that enough?"
Jiang Mianmian was dumbfounded.
Holy crap? Did we run into a tycoon?!
Ten? That would mean we'd be eating them until next year!
“Well… we don’t need that much…” Jiang Mianmian swallowed hard. “Cash is fine too…”
"Okay, cash it out."
Shen Jin took out the black card with unlimited credit and stuffed it into her hand.
Here's the card. The PIN is six eights.
"Buy whatever you want to eat."
"besides……"
He lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and said in a voice only she could hear:
"Miss, I think... I heard you cursing me in your mind?"
Jiang Mianmian: !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!
[Holy crap! This is a ghost!]
Have psychopaths evolved mind-reading abilities these days?!
Seeing her terrified expression, Shen Jin chuckled.
He knew he had found it.
The person he waited for his whole life and searched for his whole life.
"Let's get to know each other again."
Shen Jin gripped her hand tightly and said in a way that brooked no refusal, "My name is Shen Jin. I'm your... long-term meal ticket for life."
"Let's go, my family bucket lady."
"To express my apology, I'll take you to eat...the whole street."
The bustling city streets at sunset.
A smartly dressed CEO, holding hands with a bewildered fried chicken girl, embarks on a new, chaotic adventure...
A journey of food and mind reading.
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