Chapter 555 - 268: You Can Always Trust the Little Girl’s Outfit
Chapter 555: Chapter 268: You Can Always Trust the Little Girl’s Outfit
’Time to go to the mall for some clothes.’
Leaning against a load-bearing pillar in the underground parking garage, Xu Lei took off her high heels and slipped into the flats she had brought with her.
She had suspected Lin Shen might want her to drive, so she had come prepared.
Anticipating her boss’s needs for the day was part of her duty as a secretary.
After changing her shoes, Xu Lei made a point of checking herself for any dust to avoid dirtying the interior of the Maybach S680.
Once she was done, she walked to the driver’s side door, her eyes glancing at the Jaguar XFL and the Ferrari SF90 to her left.
’Could that Ferrari be President Lin’s car, too?’
Xu Lei wondered silently, suddenly gaining a more tangible sense of Lin Shen’s accumulated wealth.
’Living all by himself in such a spacious luxury apartment, plus three cars.’
’And these were just his personal assets.’
’If you included his family’s fortune, his wealth was probably beyond what any ordinary person could imagine.’
"I really don’t get it. With President Lin’s family being so rich, why did he even bother getting a job?"
Xu Lei muttered under her breath, completely baffled.
Of course, there was also a sliver of relief.
’If he hadn’t come to work, I would never have met someone from this social class.’
’I have to make the most of this opportunity!’
Her expression growing determined, Xu Lei got into the driver’s seat, started the Maybach S680, and drove out of the underground garage, heading for the Mercedes dealership on the far outskirts of the city.
Not long after she left, Lin Shen came down as well, twirling the Ferrari key in his hand.
VRMMMM—!
He got in and started the engine. Hearing the intoxicating roar of the V8, Lin Shen finally understood what people meant when they said, "Real men drive V8s."
The roar of the mechanical components was enough to get any man’s blood pumping.
’It’s just that the seats aren’t as comfortable as the Maybach S680’s.’
At six feet tall, the cockpit of the Ferrari SF90 did feel a bit cramped for Lin Shen.
’But it was manageable, he could get used to it.’
’Anyway, a sports car is just for fun. For daily driving, a long-wheelbase executive sedan is still the way to go.’
VROOOM—!
With a sharp roar of the engine, Lin Shen drove the Ferrari SF90 out of the garage and headed toward the little girl’s school.
The Civil Aviation Vocational Technical College.
It was time for 8 AM classes.
Many students were heading out of the school gates to buy breakfast, and a long line had already formed in front of the steamed bun stall.
There were even students on their way to major-specific classes, dressed in beautiful flight attendant uniforms with full makeup, looking absolutely gorgeous.
Standing over five-foot-seven, their looks and figures were both top-notch.
The sight of a whole row of shapely legs in nude stockings was particularly dazzling, creating a beautiful scene at the school gate.
This, in turn, attracted many rich kids hoping to pick them up.
Every morning, all sorts of luxury cars would appear at the entrance of the Civil Aviation Vocational Technical College.
BMWs, Benzes, and Audis were just the baseline; Porsches were the most common.
It was also the brand most of the girls preferred.
No matter what a Porsche owner looked like, he never had to worry about a supply of women. The girls were even "passed around" on campus.
You date her, then I date her, then someone else does. There was always someone willing to climb into one of these Rich Men’s beds.
Sometimes, an entire dorm room was filled with the ex-girlfriends of this same group of Rich Men.
And don’t think for a second that looks mattered. An unattractive man could still get a beautiful girl, because among these wealthy families, there were no "unattractive" men.
The saying "money can cultivate a person" wasn’t just talk.
With all the high-end cosmetics, beauty products, cosmetic procedures, and designer clothes...
...as long as someone wasn’t starting with a major disadvantage—like being five-foot-three or having a facial deformity—anyone could use money to become handsome.
This was an undeniable fact.
But then, from among the crowd of luxury cars, a deep red Ferrari SF90 slowly pulled up to the school gate.
Under the morning sun, its exterior was absolutely dazzling.
The paint, flecked with fine metallic particles, seemed to flow with a fiery red quality in the light.
The paint job alone screamed high-end luxury.
Naturally, the Ferrari SF90 attracted the attention of many students, especially the group of beautifully dressed, exquisitely made-up college girls, whose eyes practically lit up.
A flagship Ferrari model like this was a rare sight even in Modu, a city teeming with supercars, let alone parked at a school entrance in the morning!
So, while some were still wondering who could possibly own such a car, one person had already seized the opportunity to be the first to make a move.
A college girl in a flight attendant uniform strode over on her shapely, stocking-clad legs to the Ferrari’s driver-side door, where she bent down slightly with an inviting smile.
When Lin Shen rolled down the window, her expression froze for a moment before an unusual sparkle flashed in her eyes.
’He’s such a handsome rich kid!’
She eagerly pulled out her phone and asked.
"Hey, handsome. Can I get your WeChat?"
"No, I’m waiting for someone."
Getting out of the car, Lin Shen completely ignored the student who had tried to pick him up. He leaned against the door, glanced at the Royal Oak on his left wrist, and started scrolling through his phone.
Seeing how cold and aloof he was, the student didn’t seem ready to give up. She deliberately tucked her hair behind her ear and leaned forward to show off her graceful curves, her voice even taking on an artificially sweet, cutesy tone.
"Really, handsome? I’d really like to get to know you."
"But I don’t want to get to know you."
Lin Shen said coldly, not wanting to speak with her any further after a single glance at the student’s face.
Although her face, with a full application of makeup, was certainly attractive for an ordinary girl, she was a world apart from a school-belle-level beauty like the little girl.