Chapter 6 - Why Is There A Farmer In The Car?
The parking lot was filled with high-end cars, and there wasn’t a lack of variety, either.
It was clear as day that the employees of Pengzhan Indistries were making top tier salaries. With that in mind, Lin Yi’s thirty thousand monthly didn’t seem that high anymore.
Following Li Fu’s lead, Lin Yi arrived at a deep blue Bentley 728 of the ‘06 variant. It was well maintained, and Lin Yi couldn’t tell if it was bought recently or just treated with care. The car looked very new.
“Mister Lin, here.” Li Fu gestured as he opened the passenger door at the front.
“I’m taking this seat? What about the Miss…?” Lin Yi asked after some hesitation.
“The Miss always sits at the back.” Li Fu said. “She does have a bag with her, after all. Not very convenient for the front seats.”
Lin Yi nodded, entering the car. Li Fu drove the Bentley slowly out of the parking lot and through the guard post, where the security guards stood with solemn faces as the car passed by.
Li Fu had veteran driving skills, and Lin Yi could tell that he was someone who followed the rules, contrary to himself. He leaned more towards the racing aspect of driving, but it wasn’t something he chose for himself. As Old Lin always said: It’s not your fault if you can’t win, but it is if you can’t run when you can’t win.”
As a result, Lin Yi picked up several tactics for retreat, despite only using them when facing the old man. Lin Yi wasn’t the one running, in most cases.
“Mister Lin, do you drive?” Li Fu asked as he stopped at the traffic lights. He glanced at Lin Yi, who sat quietly beside him.
Li Fu was an experienced man, with sharp eyes. He was able to tell if a person could drive just by looking at their behaviour when in a vehicle. He only asked because Lin Yi wasn’t showing any signs.
“A little.” Lin Yi wanted to be more humble, as a newcomer and all.
“You have a licence?” Li Fu didn’t bother asking how much about driving Lin Yi meant by ‘a little’. The chairman trusted the kid, and Li Fu didn’t doubt that trust.
“Not yet.” Lin Yi said as he shook his head. He knew how to drive, and even raced cars overseas, but he didn’t have a licence. “I just turned eighteen, didn’t get one in time.”
“That’s fine. Give me your IC and I’ll get a licence for you. You’ll be able to fetch the Miss to school and back should Mister Chu or I be busy.”
The car stopped near a very grand looking school. Li Fu didn’t go any closer, most likely because of how flashy the Bentley was.
Lin Yi read from the file that Songshan’s First School was a private school, but it wasn’t a typical noble-filled establishment. There were strict examinations involved, and apart from some of its students enrolling through the influence of their families, most of the applicants got in with their own ability.
With three giant corporations backing the school up, Songshan’s First School was packed with top notch facilities and quality teachers. It was on another level compared to the other schools, and it was the reason why all its graduating students were able to get into college.
Yet even Lin Yi understood- the hundred percent ratio wasn’t a clean one- Some students didn’t study at all, and they went to college regardless, due to their family’s ties.
The familiar sound of a school bell rang, and Lin Yi contemplated before turning to look at the school field. How long has it been since he last heard that sound?
Soon enough, groups and groups of students walked out of the building, some of them clothed in uniform, and others not. Schools didn’t enforce any dress codes apart from when big events took place, for the most part.
“That would be the Miss.” Li Fu raised an arm suddenly, his finger pointing at a student in the middle of a group of boys and girls.
Lin Yi looked at where he was pointing, and spotted a girl with a pretty face and a nice, tall figure. There were other girls with her, but it only took one look for Lin Yi to tell that this one was the Miss he was supposed to protect.
Old Lin had told him that Chu Mengyao was the school beauty. The school beauty, naturally, would be the prettiest girl in school.
There was also another girl with looks that stood from the crowd, but her body was a little more petite, evidently not matching the height detailed in the file. She definitely had the potential as candidate for the school beauty, however.
Chu Mengyao was making her way towards the car with the other girl when a couple of princey looking boys followed behind.
“Mengyao, please, wait…” One of the princey boys stood in the Miss’ path before continuing. “Mengyao, please! Just one chance!”
Mengyao frowned as she looked at the boy in front of her. “Zhong Pin Liang, can’t you give it a rest? I told you, I don’t like you, okay? Go away.”
“But…” Zhong Pinliang was about to preach his love when Chu Mengyao pushed past him.
She reached the car in a few quick steps, and wasted no time in getting in. The girl with her did the same, much to Lin Yi’s puzzlement.
“God! This Zhong Pinliang, following me around all day. Doesn’t he get tired?” Mengyao wasn’t done complaining even after entering the car, but stopped when she saw the guy sitting in front of her. “You are..?”
“Hi, I’m Lin Yi.” Lin Yi tried to make himself look cuter- the Miss wasn’t looking very happy, after all.
“Lin Yi? Uncle Fu, what’s he here for?” Mengyao asked as she looked at this random dude in her car.
“Lin Yi is a study companion your father assigned for you…” Li Fu started.
“Study companion? Who asked for a study companion? I said I wanted a shield, and this guy here doesn’t look like a very good one!” Mengyao started panicking as she eyed Lin Yi a couple more times. What, the hell, was the person wearing? A huge singlet with some rags for pants? He looked like a complete farmer! How can there be someone who looked this much like a farmer?!
Li Fu started wiping the sweat off his brow as he glanced at Lin Yi, helpless. He let out a breath of relief upon seeing no reaction from him. He was the chairman’s most trusted man, and he knew things outsiders didn’t... This young man was valuable enough that it took even the chairman’s father to summon him.
