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Although it was already expected, George didn't anticipate that she would leave so soon. Yet, facing her, how could he bear to keep her here against her will?
"Really, are you leaving tomorrow?" George pondered for a moment before finally managing to say this. If she was determined to go, he wouldn't stop her. But why did he feel so reluctant?
The fox nodded and smiled lightly. "It's because all the tickets for tomorrow are fully booked, so I booked the earliest flight available, which departs in the evening."
"Is that so? Then let me see you off," George replied calmly, walking down the street with a complicated mood.
The fox remained silent, also hesitating. The evening flight was meant to delay their time together as much as possible. He couldn't quite understand what George was thinking, but judging from his earlier attempts at courting, things should have been progressing smoothly.
However, time was running out.
"I'm feeling a bit tired," the fox said, playfully stretching like a cat and tugging at George's shirt.
George smiled awkwardly and took out his phone. "Sorry, I didn't consider that." Since they met in the afternoon, they hadn't stopped moving, wandering through the streets. It was normal for someone like her to feel tired.
"Hmph." The fox stopped and looked at the sun sinking lower in the sky. They had been walking and talking all afternoon; it seemed they had shared everything that needed to be said. However, George appeared completely absorbed in their time together and didn't seem to notice anything amiss.
After tapping a few times on the screen, he dialed a number and turned away from the fox. His expression instantly became cold, and his voice dropped to a low tone. "Hello?"
"Boss, what's up?" A hoarse voice came from the other end of the line.
George replied icily, "Book a table for two at a restaurant and send a car to pick us up. We're at..."
"Understood."
After hanging up, he turned back with a smile just as he met the fox's beaming face.
George forced a smile, unsure how to explain or perhaps never accustomed to explaining himself.
"I didn't realize you were also from a prominent family," the fox teased as she tugged at George's shirt with a mischievous grin. "You seem so carefree, always out having fun without any serious business—how can that be?"
George chuckled, not wanting to explain the misunderstanding. He was indeed young, but he was certainly not of school age. He had come this far thanks to a group of brothers supporting him, having tasted the bitter hardships of life, so he didn't mind being mistaken for a rich young heir.
If I were really that kind of dashing playboy, I wouldn't have ended up like this.
"So where are we going to eat later? It’s a bit insincere to leave all these arrangements to your subordinates," the Fox feigned anger, crossing her arms and looking away, completely embodying the image of a sulking girl.
George found it amusing; the playful heiress from a few days ago had transformed into a neighborly girl. Perhaps she truly saw him as a romantic interest, which explained her behavior.
Before long, a black Audi pulled up in front of them. The sleek lines and the newly raised Audi emblem indicated that this was a freshly sold Audi RS1, a perfect blend of supreme luxury and sporty elegance.
Of course, this also meant that the car came with a hefty price tag, rivaling any ordinary luxury vehicle and easily qualifying as a top-tier sedan.
George gentlemanly opened the rear door, slightly bowing as he invited the Fox to get in. She didn’t hold back and quickly slipped into the car. It was rare for her to ride in something worth over five hundred thousand dollars; in her country, that would translate to nearly three million Renminbi and might not even be easy to acquire.
Noticing the Fox's fascination with the new car, George raised an eyebrow but quickly smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Given your background, you should have encountered luxury cars like this quite often."
The Fox paused for a moment, recalling Chen Rui's emergency responses in her mind before casually replying, "I rarely go out, and even when I do, it's usually just casual outings with my dad. I really don’t get to ride in cars like this."
She smiled slightly but quickly concealed her expression.
Although the Fox immediately put on a serious face again, George keenly noticed her change and teased, "Yuki Chiba seems reluctant to open up to me."
The Fox smiled faintly; she was following Chen Rui's advice perfectly. Her acting skills impressed even herself—she felt that if she kept it up for a while longer, she could rival an Oscar-winning actor.
"Alright, I do often ride in cars like this," she admitted lightly, with a hint of regret in her tone.
George sensed her unusual sentiment and replied with a smile, "It's fine. If you want to think about it, go ahead; if not, that's okay too. Whatever you want to do, I'll fully support you."
The Fox pointed to the driver's seat in front of her. "But even if I get into a car like this, I usually do it secretly. And I typically sit over there."
"Good girl, so you want to drive, huh?" George chuckled bitterly, realizing what she meant. He changed his tone and told the driver in front, "Pull over to the side of the road, and then you can find your own way back!"
The driver glanced at George through the rearview mirror. After their eyes met, he slowly decelerated and parked the Audi by the roadside. After getting out of the driver's seat, he walked to stand respectfully behind George.
George smiled lightly at the fox and said, "Please, go ahead."
The fox joyfully hopped into the driver's seat of the $500,000 sports luxury car, gripping the steering wheel with a sense of exhilaration. Driving a sports car is every man's dream.
Although this Audi RS1 is not a true sports car in the traditional sense, it boasts a maximum power output of 6 horsepower and can continuously provide a peak torque of 75 Newton-meters within its operational range of 1 to 65 RPM.
This might not seem intuitive, but just imagine that this car can accelerate from zero to one hundred kilometers per hour in just four seconds—faster than a Porsche 911 Carrera S.
It's worth noting that this car weighs a whopping four tons! Its acceleration to one hundred kilometers per hour is definitely on par with any professional sports car.
Seeing the fox seated in the driver's position, the driver leaned close to George's ear and whispered, "The information you requested has been fully investigated and is on your desk."
George smiled and nodded. After waving his hand, he took a seat in the passenger side of the Audi.
"So, Navigator, where are we headed now?" The fox asked with a smile while holding onto the steering wheel.
George suddenly realized he hadn't thought about which restaurant they had made reservations at. Just then, his phone rang with an incoming message.
The text was very brief, consisting of just one line: "Open GPS."
George chuckled helplessly. "Drive on; just open the GPS to see our destination."
The fox gradually pressed down on the accelerator. The car's transmission still maintained its automatic mode typical of sedans. This was where it fell short compared to high-end sports cars, but it was designed for a more comfortable experience since this vehicle was merely a sporty luxury sedan.
"Do you mind if I get a few tickets from the police on your car?" The fox smiled slightly, her stunning beauty making it impossible for George to refuse.
George smiled faintly. "Of course, I don't mind."
Although he verbally agreed, George instinctively pulled up his seatbelt. After all, they were still in the city, and what if... what if an accident really happened? That would not be a joke! Yet even so, he still wanted to indulge her and let her have fun, even if it meant risking a ticket or something worse.
However, he simply couldn't bring himself to refuse the girl's request.
Despite George's consent, the Fox was still quite cautious. The car never exceeded the speed limit, but even so, it caused quite a stir among the surrounding vehicles. After all, there were very few people brave enough to drive recklessly during the day; not everyone had the driving skills of Dominic Toretto or Brian O'Conner.
After performing a few drifts at some larger intersections with lighter traffic, the Fox stopped playing around and focused entirely on driving toward their destination.
Even so, the drifting caused some chaos. A five-ton vehicle spinning on asphalt was no small matter; the tire marks left on the road and the thick smoke indicated that a madman had just been drifting there.
"You're driving pretty well," George clapped and laughed. Although he wasn't a bad driver himself, he wouldn't dare to drift in such conditions. If he got into an accident, that would be one thing; but endangering others was truly unforgivable.
This also related to George's character. He was a gang leader, but more like a corporate executive. He wasn't particularly strong nor ruthless.
Although George was a gang leader, he didn't rise solely by using his fists. Aside from initially joining the gang by throwing punches, his subsequent rise was due to effective management and treating his brothers well. So when the entire gang eventually recognized him as their leader, he was genuinely surprised.
In short, George had a talent for management. However, encountering an Arms Dealer might mean that his life would come to a halt here. After all, both he and his gang were now marked by that Arms Dealer's influence. Even if he could escape, the gang would undoubtedly face destruction.
He valued loyalty highly and firmly believed he wouldn't betray his brothers. Even though he knew it was a waste of his own potential, he couldn't disregard the lives of his many brothers. Thus, he continued to work tirelessly for that unscrupulous Arms Dealer.
As the Audi slowly approached a restaurant, the Fox widened her eyes in astonishment at the flickering letters above the restaurant's entrance.
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