Night Rose

"It's over there. The boss reserved these seats especially for us," Wang Tianle pointed in a direction.

A clean space was cleared out from the crowd. The table was against the wall, and the semi-enclosed structure was like a small private room, slightly separated from the people sitting in the hall.

"Brother Zhao!" Tu Ying raised her hand to greet the man not far away.

The man was grilling skewers, wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His face and exposed skin were tanned to a bronze color.

Zhao Xin raised his hand and greeted him.

Su Jin sat on a small stool, her eyes lighting up when she saw the Rolex on the boss's wrist. "Are barbecue skewers this profitable?"

"With so many people here every day, his income must be quite high." Tu Ying said with envy, counting the number of tables and calculating how much money he could earn in a day.

Wang Tianle was in charge of getting the skewers, four of each kind, so that he could finish them all regardless of whether Su Jin ate them or not.

"They must make several thousand in net profit that day," Tu Ying exclaimed.

A plate of freshly grilled pork belly was placed in front of them. The person who came was Zhao Xin, who had just been grilling skewers.

Zhao Xin laughed, "That's about it. Boss Tu, you've made quite a bit. I heard you're going to participate in a rally race? Zhou Zheng is a race car driver?"

These words carried a hint of teasing, but were not offensive.

Tu Ying nodded generously and introduced the person to him, "Yes. Look! This is our team's engineer, Su Jin."

"Oh? There's an engineer too? And a woman?" Zhao Xin asked in surprise.

He originally thought Su Jin was Tu Ying's girlfriend, but he didn't expect her to be an engineer.

Zhao Xin couldn't help but laugh. "Are you kidding me? You actually managed to find a female engineer in this small town?"

"Boss Zhao, don't underestimate female engineers. I modified Zhou Zheng's race car." Su Jin shook his hand. "Want to check it out at the bar sometime?"

Seeing their serious expressions, Zhao Xin realized that Tu Yingzhen wasn't teasing him.

He didn't say anything, just nodded, "Okay, another day. I wish you success in advance. This plate of skewers is complimentary, enjoy."

"Brother Zhao, once we win the championship, you'll regret not investing," Tu Ying said, hooking his arm around his shoulder and continuing to entice him.

The two argued back and forth for a while, but neither could convince the other, so Tu Ying had no choice but to give up and let him continue grilling skewers.

The waiter brought over a bottle of wine, packaged in a mineral water bottle. The bottle looked worn and aged.

The waiter smiled and poured drinks for the group. "The boss said to give the celebratory drink to Boss Tu first. Don't forget him after winning the championship. Take him with you next time."

"Sure, we can bring him along this time too," Tu Ying said.

The waiter smiled, shook his head, and left.

Su Jin stared at the wine in her glass. "This wine..."

"This wine was brewed by Boss Zhao himself. Others would love to drink it but can't get their hands on any. Don't waste it. If you're not drinking, keep it for Zhou Zheng," Tu Ying instructed, worried that she might pour it away.

Su Jin didn't want to drink, but today was a dinner to discuss the future, and it would be a shame not to drink.

"When is Zhou Zheng coming?" she asked.

Just as Tu Ying was about to answer, he saw a shadow fall over the room. He smiled and said, "Here we come."

"What's wrong? Missing me?"

A voice popped up above her head. Su Jin raised her eyelids and saw Zhou Zheng leaning slightly forward, one hand on the table, looking at her with a smile on his lips.

Zhou Zheng's features are sharp. When he doesn't smile, he looks cold. When he smiles, his eyes, which usually carry a hint of ferocity, become calmer, revealing a bit of his true feelings.

Su Jin picked up the glass and took a big gulp of wine. The spiciness instantly filled her mouth, making her cough immediately.

"Hey, don't get excited." Zhou Zheng patted her on the back and handed her a glass of water.

Su Jin drank a couple of sips of water and coughed several times before she recovered.

Her skin was already fair, and when she coughed, her face turned red, and the area behind her ears and down her neck also turned red.

Zhou Zheng's eyes darkened, he looked away, and casually sat down next to her, picking up a skewer and starting to eat.

Wang Tianle was busy getting him skewers, while Tu Ying watched them with a smile, pondering his grand plan for his caravan and how much profit he could make.

The skewers on the table were piled up like a small mountain. The four of them sat around eating and discussing the convoy's future arrangements.

If Su Jin happens to find skewers she doesn't want to eat, she'll secretly put them in another clean dish.

Zhou Zheng didn't expose her. While eating his own skewers, he would occasionally eat the skewers from the other plate, and no one noticed their little interaction.

After everyone had finished eating, Tu Ying raised his wine glass.

"Come on, let's celebrate the formation of the team. Engineer Su's race car is now fully modified. Next, let's see how Little Fatty and Brother Zhou's training results are."

Although our racing team is in terrible shape, I still believe in Engineer Su and Racer Zhou, and I wish us the best of luck in winning the championship!

"Win the championship!" Wang Tianle looked at the two people opposite him with eager anticipation, his eyes following the cup.

Zhou Zheng lazily raised his glass, revealing little emotion.

"I hope Zhou will soon be able to get into my training program. With me here, whether it's racing or driving, he will definitely be no worse than anyone else!" Su Jin slapped her thigh and raised her glass.

Zhou Zheng glanced at her, a smile appearing on his face. "Okay."

The glasses clinked together, and Su Jin secretly glanced at the others. Tu Ying drank her full glass, while Wang Tianle and Zhou Zheng only took a small sip.

Su Jin was prepared this time and wasn't choked too badly, but she still couldn't stand the smell.

Tu Ying put down her wine glass and gave Zhou Zheng a reproachful look. "Are you raising fish? You only drank this little bit?"

"The training program doesn't allow drinking. Right, engineer?" Zhou Zheng teased.

Su Jin nodded, "Yes...yes, the navigators won't be allowed to drink anymore either."

Seeing the flush on her face, Tu Ying asked incredulously, "She didn't get drunk after just a couple of sips, did she?"

"I'm not drunk. I'm going out for some fresh air." Su Jin fanned herself with her hand, but it was no use.

Zhou Zheng moved aside, and Su Jin had just stood up when she felt dizzy. She tried to grab the spinning pillar in front of her, but her body swayed and she fell straight into Zhou Zheng's arms.

Zhou Zheng quickly caught her, but Su Jin clung to him clinging to him, groping him all over, and muttering, "I'm not drunk."

"Looks like she's really drunk..." Zhou Zheng was exasperated and forcibly held her hand down to prevent her from embarrassing herself in public.

"Hahaha, her alcohol tolerance is too low. You take care of taking her back, and Little Fatty and I will eat a little longer." Tu Ying laughed heartily. It's not easy to get away with taking advantage of someone like this.

Zhou Zheng had no objection and helped Su Jin up. She leaned against Zhou Zheng as if she had no bones, every curve of her body conforming to his, and her hands tightly wrapped around his waist.

"Hey, can you stop taking advantage of me?" Zhou Zheng shook the drunkard.

The drunkard leaned against him, becoming even more brazen, and reached one hand inside his clothes.

Zhou Zheng: !

At the barbecue stall, Tu Ying was eating when she suddenly remembered something and slapped her thigh.

Wait a minute! Su Jin left without paying the bill!