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At a long traffic light intersection, Jiang Ye gripped the clutch and stopped the car behind the first stop line.

"How was it? Did I scare you?" Jiang Ye turned his head slightly and asked loudly.

Through her helmet, Xia Yu's voice carried a hint of excitement she herself didn't realize: "No! It's actually quite fun! I always thought motorcycles were dangerous, but I never imagined it would feel so good."

"Of course." Jiang Ye smiled, patted the fuel tank, and said, "Four wheels carry the body, two wheels symbolize freedom. For a man, there are only two kinds of beautiful sounds in the world, and one of them is the roar of this engine."

Xia Yu's curiosity was piqued by his artistic remarks.

She straightened up slightly, leaned close to Jiang Ye's ear, and asked loudly, "What is that other beautiful sound?"

Looking into Xia Yu's beautiful, inquisitive eyes through the rearview mirror, Jiang Ye's lips curled into an extremely wicked smile.

He leaned back slightly and lowered his voice: "The other kind... of course, is the kind of sound you made in bed last night, Mr. Xia. That's much better than the sound of an engine."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Xia Yu froze for two seconds, her mind instantly replaying her shameful pleas for mercy and moans from last night.

With a "boom," her cheeks instantly turned red, and even the base of her ears turned bright red.

If she hadn't been wearing a full-face helmet, her current state of utter shame and indignation would have been completely exposed to passersby.

"Jiang Ye! Are you trying to die?!"

Xia Yu was filled with shame and indignation. She raised her fist and punched Jiang Ye hard twice on the back.

"What nonsense are you spouting so early in the morning! Can't you use something normal in your head?!"

Jiang Ye was amused by the punches, and instead of stopping, he laughed even louder.

Meanwhile, in a black Audi A6 parked in the lane next to them, a middle-aged male driver was smoking with his window rolled down.

He stared at the top-of-the-line rally motorcycle worth two or three hundred thousand yuan next to him, at the handsome man in a windbreaker on the motorcycle, and then at the woman on the back seat who, although wearing a helmet, was clearly a stunning beauty from her tight-fitting business suit, long, fair legs, and enviable figure.

Watching the two flirt and banter oblivious to everyone else at the traffic light, the beautiful woman even playfully punched the man's back.

The middle-aged male driver glanced down at his slightly overweight belly, then looked at the endless traffic jam ahead, and suddenly felt that even the Zhonghua cigarette in his mouth didn't taste good anymore.

"Damn, these young people these days really know how to have fun!" the male driver cursed sourly, his heart bleeding with envy.

The green light comes on.

Jiang Ye stepped on the gas, and the BMW GS roared as it shot off like an arrow, leaving only a dashing silhouette for the drivers behind.

.......

8:45 a.m.

With a deep roar, Jiang Ye drove his motorcycle and came to a steady stop in front of the plaza on the first floor of the Blue Ocean Building.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoxiao, the secretary of LanHai Group, and two receptionist girls were anxiously standing on the steps at the entrance of the building, looking around.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, hasn't President Xia arrived yet? It's almost 8:50, and all the directors have already entered the conference room one after another," the receptionist asked anxiously.

"I don't know either. Ms. Xia said she would find a way to get here herself, but what can she do during rush hour..." Lin Xiaoxiao said anxiously, rubbing her hands together.

Just then, the massive BMW GS stopped in front of them.

Lin Xiaoxiao and the receptionist were both drawn to the imposing motorcycle.

The man in the driver's seat braced himself with his long legs and brought the car to a steady stop. Then he turned around and helped the woman in the back seat unfasten her helmet.

When the woman in the back seat took off her helmet, tossed her slightly messy long hair, revealing her cool, refined, and authoritative face.

Lin Xiaoxiao and the two receptionist girls' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

"Xia...Mr. Xia?!"

Lin Xiaoxiao gasped in disbelief, unable to believe her eyes.

Their usually aloof and arrogant female CEO, who only goes out in a Maybach and whose hair is always impeccably styled, actually... actually came to work on a motorcycle?! And she was wearing a bodycon skirt and straddling the back seat?!

Is this world a fantasy?!

Xia Yu handed the helmet to Jiang Ye, tidied her skirt and hair which had been ruffled by the wind, and tried her best to put on a serious face, attempting to maintain her CEO's dignity.

But her slightly flushed cheeks betrayed her embarrassment at that moment.

"Alright, I've arrived. You can go back now. Ride slowly on the road," Xia Yu said to Jiang Ye in a low voice.

"Alright, Ms. Xia, focus on the meeting." Jiang Ye winked at her, put on his helmet, twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle roared away from the square.

As the motorcycle disappeared at the end of the street, Lin Xiaoxiao immediately rushed over like a shark that had smelled blood, her eyes shining and her gossip-loving soul burning brightly.

"My God! Mr. Xia!! That's so cool! A man riding a waterbird is just bursting with hormones!" Lin Xiaoxiao asked excitedly in a low voice, "Did you go to this man's house again last night? No wonder you didn't even take his chauffeur today!"

The two young receptionists next to them also perked up their ears with excitement.

Xia Yu's face flushed as Lin Xiaoxiao asked her a question. She glared at Lin Xiaoxiao and, adopting the air of a CEO, said coldly, "Lin Xiaoxiao, do you feel like you haven't been given enough work lately? Should I give you the third-quarter financial statements to check as well?"

Lin Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue. Relying on her good relationship with Xia Yu, she wasn't scared at all. Instead, she grinned and started teasingly, "No, no, no, Mr. Xia, I was wrong! I was just concerned about your marriage!"

"You still dare to talk back!" Xia Yu pretended to hit her.

"That's enough! President Xia, let's go, the meeting is about to start!" Lin Xiaoxiao quickly changed the subject and escorted Xia Yu into the building.

……

On the other hand, after leaving the Blue Ocean Building, Jiang Ye did not rush back to his apartment.

The weather was nice today, and the early summer sun felt warm on his skin. He rode his motorcycle around the riverside avenue on the edge of Hanzhou city, enjoying a rare moment of leisure.

Beside a scenic riverside park, Jiang Ye parked his car on the roadside, took off his helmet, and took out his phone to call Lei Heng.

"Hello, boss," came Lei Heng's respectful voice from the other end of the phone.

"The Cloud Top Town project should be approved internally by Blue Ocean Group today. Have the legal department prepare the formal cooperation agreement. Once Xia Yu's side finalizes it, we'll immediately go through the signing process. We'll form a consortium and hang up the signboard." Jiang Ye arranged things methodically.

"Understood, boss. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on this personally," Lei Heng replied immediately.

"There's one more thing," Jiang Ye's tone suddenly turned cold. "Has the letter of intent to withdraw investment from that overseas investment project in Country M that Kunlun Capital and Shen's Group were working on been sent out?"

When the Shen Group was mentioned, which was the Shen Group owned by Jiang Ye's ex-wife Shen Qinghan, Lei Heng's tone became serious.

"It's already been sent, boss. The Shen Group is probably in complete chaos right now."

"Very good." Jiang Ye sneered.

"However, boss..." Lei Heng hesitated for a moment before saying, "The withdrawal of investment in this overseas project involves a huge amount of money and constitutes a major change. Although the letter of intent has been issued, the final official withdrawal document will only be effective if it bears your personal legal signature and seal. I have already had the document delivered to your Donghu Apartment."

"I understand. Just use my signature; I won't sign it," Jiang Ye said calmly.

After hanging up the phone,

After enjoying the breeze by the river for a while, Jiang Ye put his helmet back on and rode his bike back to Donghu Apartment.

.........