Actor: Thank you.

In the evening, inside a high-end French restaurant.

Zhang Yuan and Elizabeth sat at a small table covered with a silky white tablecloth, with candlesticks lit on it, creating a romantic atmosphere for a candlelight dinner.

There's a saying: "Looking at a beautiful woman under the lamp makes her more and more attractive."

Light is important.

The so-called sense of sophistication is often related to lighting.

Dim restaurant lighting, combined with candlelight on the tables, makes it easier for diners to focus on each other and the food.

At the same time, under candlelight, imperfections on human skin, especially on the face, such as freckles, moles, and wrinkles, are more easily overlooked.

Of course, neither of them had this problem at all.

Elizabeth Olsen is a rare North American girl who has absolutely no freckles.

Zhang Yuan felt that it was probably her father's Norwegian heritage that made the difference.

In the candlelight, her eyebrows and eyes appeared even more deep and delicate, concealing her more noticeable facial imperfections.

For example, a short forehead and an insufficiently full top of the head.

She naturally has some nasolabial folds and slightly prominent brow bones.

Her facial features are best in her eyes and nose, especially her nose, which is delicate and slightly upturned.

The nose is the top of the face, and a beautiful nose can greatly enhance the overall appearance of the face.

Zhang Yuan took the opportunity to admire it properly.

Similarly, the other person was also watching him while eating.

"Oh." A piece of fish fell onto her lap; she was so engrossed in watching that she didn't notice her hand.

In the other person's eyes, the candlelight also added to the charm of the man with his exotic Eastern appearance.

Moreover, she always felt that there was a certain depth in his eyes, making it impossible for her to see what he was thinking.

This sense of mystery is fascinating, especially when you first encounter it.

If the contact time is too long, this sense of mystery may actually be detrimental, as it can affect the feeling of security.

Human needs change as our understanding of them deepens.

Most of the time, they are more lenient with strangers and more demanding with those they are close to.

Fortunately, they are still in a phase of mutual tolerance.

But for Zhang Yuan, it might not be entirely a good thing...

"Please allow me to begin my apology with this glass of wine."

"I apologize again for my inappropriate behavior at the factory just now."

He raised his glass and clinked it against the other person's.

“I don’t care, it’s just…” She took a sip and wrinkled her nose slightly, “I’m a little worried about your condition.”

"I'm fine." Zhang Yuan called over a waiter to refill his cup.

"It should be said that it is excellent!"

At this moment, a strong sense of accomplishment was swirling in his heart.

This sense of accomplishment is similar to the combined feeling of satisfaction and relaxation after achieving full platinum status in a Soulslike game, multiplied by 10.

Real people and games are two different things!

No matter how realistic VR is, or how well the cup mold is made, can it compare to a real girlfriend?

Moreover, the logic of the real world is different from that of games.

At first, the "professionals" on the other end of the scientific line gave him very "standard" advice.

They all send professionals to do this for them.

Zhang Yuan refused.

The problem lies in the wind tunnel factory.

First, the wind tunnel factory is separate and not located in the same place as the body and engine development factory.

It's full of professionals and specialized equipment; there's not much to see there.

Of course, if I, as a shareholder, express my desire to see the factory's advanced equipment to satisfy my curiosity, that can be arranged.

What happens after it's arranged for you to be admitted?
The real world is not a game world; there are no such all-powerful miniature devices with unlimited energy.

It's nothing like in movies, such as Mission: Impossible or James Bond, where I can just hang down a rope from the roof in the middle of the night, plug in a USB drive, finish in two minutes, and then slip away.

Let's play!

I have this skill and ability; I could use it for filming.

Besides, doing that would be too easy to be discovered, and it would be stupid.

Security at the wind tunnel factory is already tight. It's one thing for me, as a shareholder, to go and take a look, but if I ask a few more questions, I'm likely to arouse suspicion. What's more, I brought out a portable hard drive and said I wanted to copy some data.

It will trigger an alarm when you plug it in, and it will leave an access record.

Will that work?

It definitely won't work.

Another method is to use cyberattacks to break through the other party's firewall.

But doing this would be easily discovered, and although he is a shareholder, he doesn't understand technology, so naturally he wouldn't grant him advanced security privileges.

So, under normal circumstances, he only has two options for dealing with this kind of thing.

The first method is to openly rush in, grab the person with authority, point a gun at their head, and set an alarm clock.

"Say!"

"If you don't tell, the moment the bell rings, your head will be gone."

"Crying also counts as time."

They used violence or bribery to get authorized insiders to manipulate data for them.

The second method is to sneak in, connect to the network, install a background Trojan, and then remotely access data.

After thinking for a long time, he chose A or B.

He decided to go in openly and honestly to put the rocking horse in.

There are several advantages to doing this.

First of all, this is a blind spot in human thinking.

Nobody does bad things and then acts so brazenly.

Oh, you've met me today.

He came openly and bypassed the firewall by connecting through the internal network.

It's like facing the Maginot Line and then venturing into the Ardennes Forest.

This is also a blind spot in human thinking.

Because the biggest and most vulnerable point in any extremely sophisticated facility or security system is always human beings.

Just like what happened in Fukushima while he was handling his business.

Compared to Chernobyl decades ago, one can only say that the governor of California was right.

"Rescue is something only socialist countries do."

The severity of the Fukushima accident was actually much, much lower than that of the Chernobyl disaster.

But the Russians back then were really capable people; so many people rushed in despite the radiation.

Furthermore, these individuals were provided with free medical care and recuperation afterward. Although this still resulted in large-scale casualties, it was at least not like how the Lighthouse treated the 911 firefighters—use them and then discard them.

And what about Fukushima?

First, the design was flawed. To make construction easier for itself, TEPCO only built a seawall a few meters high, and the key equipment was still below sea level.

That's what craftsmanship is all about.

And like the steel and high-speed rail companies, they have followed the Japanese tradition of falsifying safety data and bribing auditors for a long time.

After the accident, the company's top management's first reaction was not to stop the accident, but to be unwilling to give up the reactor core, which was worth billions of dollars, thus delaying the rescue.

When they can't take it anymore, they go to the other extreme, abandoning their responsibilities out of fear of taking charge.

The factory workers and rescuers were also dragging their feet; no one wanted to take the risk of working because they knew that if they were injured, disabled, or died, no one would care.

TEPCO dared to shrug it off because they knew they wouldn't be in mortal danger even if they did it; at most, they'd lose some money, bow, and say "Red Bean Paste Private Marseille" and that would be it.

Therefore, nuclear power plants can only be safely used in countries where the authorities can guarantee that all management personnel will be beheaded in the event of a safety accident.

As long as they won't lose their heads, people will naturally seek advantage and avoid harm, and will even lie, cover up, or cheat for their own benefit.

Only those who know they'll die if they mess things up will fight tooth and nail.

Zhang Yuan understood this perfectly!

So he chose to go directly to the factory and plug in the network cable.

It dragged Ross Brown and the German executives into the mess.

I plugged in the network cable right in front of you two; you both saw it.

If something really goes wrong, and Mercedes headquarters asks you about it someday, if either of you dares to point the finger at me, you'll be in deep trouble too.

This was an insurance policy he was providing for himself.

Since the wind tunnel factory and the manufacturing plant transmit data multiple times a week, he doesn't need to go to the wind tunnel. Once he gets things sorted out here, it's like black fingernails – one person infects two.

Being away from the scene of the incident this way is safer.

I've never been to a wind tunnel, I don't even know what it looks like, you can't wrong an innocent person!
Another reason, still due to human nature, was that he did not choose to sell any factory workers.

Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts. He does not trust anyone, and at the same time, he follows his consistent principle: when undertaking major tasks, the fewer people involved, the lower the uncontrollable risks.

The final question is, how do you find an excuse for the unfortunate person you dragged into this mess?

Elizabeth sent this to be used.

You need to give the other party a reasonable explanation for your actions.

First, pretend to be a "little genius" in the team, so that they understand that they know nothing but will do anything to pick up girls.

Olsen's identity is also suitable.

Even if a woman is beautiful, if you put in so much effort for an ordinary woman, it's easy to be suspected.

But if their company has a paper market value of around one billion US dollars, then it makes perfect sense.

You're trying to gain both money and people...that's what others will think.

He would rather have his image appear even more despicable in the eyes of others. People are more likely to let their guard down around their own despicable peers.

The less I look down on you, the less I'll bother paying attention to you.

Coupled with the inherent arrogance of the British and Germans, in their eyes, he was just a Chinese "nouveau riche" who knew nothing.

In short, once the matter is settled, I can at least give myself an explanation.

I was in a great mood, and even drinking tasted better than usual.

He felt a slight sense of guilt only towards Elizabeth, who was standing in front of him.

I wasn't that familiar with the person, but I still managed to take advantage of them.

I'm kind-hearted, I can't believe such a fair-skinned, no, such a good girl has been deceived.

"I also want to thank you," the other person said, raising their glass.

"These past few days have given me a very different experience of life."

“These are all things I’ve never encountered before.”

"I never thought I would date a Chinese person."

"How are you feeling?" Zhang Yuan asked casually.

"Very good," she replied with a smile, revealing a row of bright white teeth, looking very healthy.

Zhang Yuan received an SSS rating for this chapter.

"If you like it, then it's all worth it."

“You’re truly the most gentlemanly and charming person I’ve ever met.” The other person tilted their head and looked at her. “You’ve spent quite a bit of money these past few days.”

"So please let me pay for this meal."

"No, in China, the man usually pays on dates."

“No.” She stretched out her arm, placed her palm on the back of his hand, and gently held it: “Let me do it.”

"Give me a chance to thank you."

[Received a thank you from Elizabeth Olsen, stagecraft basics +1!]

"Okay." Zhang Yuan said, turning his palm over and taking her hand in his.

"How about we order a bottle of wine to take away, and then we can chat over a drink when we get back? I want to know more about you."

The other party offered to buy him a drink.

“Very good.” He touched the other person’s palm with his finger.

The other person smiled and rubbed his palm with their fingertips.

The visitor left the restaurant carrying a bottle of packaged champagne and went to the nearby luxury hotel where he was staying.

He booked two rooms, which pleased the other party.

I like his calm and unhurried attitude.

She believed this was due to the reserved nature of Asians, which is why she took the initiative and suggested coming to her room for a drink.

We definitely had to talk, but as we talked, it became more than just talking.

"Pop... Hehehe." After a long while, Teacher Xiaobai laughed.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, this is the first time I've ever kissed a Chinese person."

"not good?"

"No, it's very good, even better than I imagined."

Zhang Yuan gently ran his fingers through her golden hair and gently supported the back of her head.

At the same time, they lowered their heads and gently tasted each other's lips.

They could feel each other's breath, the warm air slowly emanating from their mouths and noses, and their gradually increasing heart rates.

Zhang Yuan noticed a hint of honey-colored allure in the other person's gray eyes, while their pupils slightly contracted.

This is a signal for reproduction.

Al Pacino has a famous film called "Scent of a Woman".

Zhang Yuan felt that the title of the play was appropriate.

Caucasians naturally have a stronger body odor than Asians, so he was able to sense the change in the other person's scent thanks to his exceptional sense of smell.

The hormone levels are rising rapidly.

Zhang Yuan: She wants to sleep with me.

He sighed inwardly.

However, it's time to stop here.

All his plans were down to the last step, and it was time to put them into practice.

"You are beautiful, more beautiful than any girl I have ever seen."

"Hehehe..." The other person chuckled a little sheepishly, and at the same time leaned over and gently bit his lip.

"I not only want to go on a date with you, I want to do it again."

"Next time."

"Hehehe." She laughed again and raised her arms to hug his neck.

“Me too,” she replied.

"How about we meet in New York next time?"

"That way, I can meet your family, especially your sisters."

The moment the word "sister" was uttered, the woman's smile and movements froze.

Sniff... Then, Zhang Yuan noticed that her scent had changed again.

The hormones started to subside noticeably, and the adrenaline surged.

Zhang Yuan: She wants to sleep with me!
"why?"

She loosened her grip on his arm and sat back slightly, immediately creating distance between them.

Why do you keep bringing up my sister?

"tell me why?"

"We were kissing, but you were thinking about my sister?"

Her voice grew louder and louder.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Zhang Yuan feigned surprise.

"No, you're lying to me!"

“Just like those boys!” She suddenly stood up, covering her head with her hands, her face contorted in pain.

"Why!"

He then roared angrily.

"Why are you all approaching me only to see my sister?"

"Not a single person truly cares about me." Her eyes welled with tears as she pointed forcefully at herself: "They care about me personally."

Zhang Yuan got up and grabbed his coat.

"I think I should probably leave."

"Of course, get out now!" the other person shouted angrily before collapsing onto the bed and sobbing softly.

Zhang Yuan quickly left, glancing at the other person's location before closing the door, sighing, then closing the door and leaving the hotel without looking back.

This is the final step.

He had noticed before that whenever he mentioned the famous sisters, the younger sister's expression always seemed a little unnatural.

In such families, when the parents or siblings are too dominant, the remaining members not only face immense pressure but are also prone to developing psychological problems.

For example, Beckham's eldest son, Harry, the younger brother of the British royal family.

Zhang Yuan felt that Elizabeth's personality was very complete, and it shouldn't be like this.

Moreover, in her account, her two older sisters had always been very kind to her, and she liked her sisters very much.

Therefore, they won't go crazy like those two grown-up sons and be taken advantage of by outsiders.

Zhang Yuan didn't know what the problem was before; he only knew that there was a problem.

Now I know.

It must have been in the past, most likely during her student years, when a boy approached her and even started a romantic relationship with her. However, she eventually discovered that he was only approaching her because of her older sister's fame, wealth, or other reasons. In short, he was only close to her because of her two older sisters.

Such a blow would be quite serious for a teenage girl, and may have left her with some health problems.

As for how to treat it.

She'll be cured once she becomes more famous than her two older sisters.

Even if someone is very capable and a great beauty, they will still encounter relationship problems.

The other party's reaction was more intense than he had imagined.

But the fact that he only scolded him and not his own sister shows that he is clear-headed, not stupid, and knows that the one who caused all this was his sister who loves him, but those bad men.

Zhang Yuan was thus relieved.

This pain should subside soon, maybe in a day or two.

It would be troublesome if you hated your older sister.

The aftereffects are not severe and are barely acceptable.

He did this because he didn't want to leave any problems unresolved.

Especially if the truth comes out in a short period of time, do not implicate the other party.

If there are no problems after a long time, then so be it.

I'll make a clean break, even if they harbor a little resentment towards me.

Zhang Yuan sat in the car, rubbing his hands together in the cold British winter night.

There was still some of the other person's scent on my palm.

He looked up at the hotel windows, which were still lit.

Goodbye, my Bond girl… (End of Chapter)