Night Rose

"Aaaaaaah! How could this happen?!"

Su Jin screamed and clutched the blanket tightly. Her coat and trousers lay crookedly on the ground, ravaged beyond recognition.

She also had vague memories of last night, and she wasn't sure what had happened.

She covered her forehead, and after confirming that she did not have a fever or amnesia, she slowly moved to the bathroom and took a shower.

As she changed into clean clothes and left her room, she peeked out and met Zhou Zheng's eyes, who was shirtless in the living room.

Zhou Zheng's smile immediately widened as he greeted her, "Good morning, Miss Su!"

Su Jin's expression instantly turned sour. She remembered that she had been hugging something like a pillow and hadn't let go of it. She never expected that the "pillow" itself was still in her living room.

But she probably didn't do anything more outrageous, and she probably took her clothes off herself, right?

"Um...you..." Su Jin awkwardly pointed at him, then at herself, and asked uncertainly, "You brought me back?"

Zhou Zheng raised an eyebrow. This guy not only had a poor alcohol tolerance, but he also blacked out after drinking.

"Yeah, don't you remember?" Zhou Zheng approached mischievously.

The closer the door closed, the happier Zhou Zheng felt.

"I...I really don't remember. Then why didn't you leave last night?" Su Jin asked guiltily.

The little voice inside her screamed wildly, running back and forth in that area of ​​her brain that was about to explode.

Zhou Zheng leaned against the door frame, confidently displaying his lean upper body. The muscles bulging on his arms were strong and powerful, forcefully vying for attention.

Tell me, why didn't I leave?

Su Jin was sweating profusely, her eyes darting around. "It's probably because you... are a kind person, and you're worried about me getting into trouble."

"I'm a good person? Hahahaha." Zhou Zheng suddenly laughed. He was truly impressed by this woman. She could say any kind of lie just to get information out of him.

It's really fun.

Su Jin was furious. She flung open the door, hands on her hips, and shouted, "Zhou Zheng! What's going on?!"

"Are you getting impatient?" Zhou Zheng laughed heartily.

Su Jin's delicate eyebrows furrowed. Her door was wide open, and she didn't care about the clothes lying messily on the floor.

Zhou Zheng glanced behind her teasingly, and Su Jin immediately put her hands on his chest to stop him from looking.

"When you're drunk and acting crazy, it's really tiring to control you," Zhou Zheng said.

He took a few steps back, sat on the sofa, and leaned back against the sofa with his hands outstretched.

"Your sofa is too hard, it made my back hurt. You have to make it up to me."

"Did you sleep on the sofa last night?" Su Jin asked.

"Or I'll sleep with you?" Zhou Zheng propped his head up and looked at her.

Su Jin glared at him. "You wish!"

"I don't know who it was that held me tightly last night and wouldn't let go, and kept shouting..." Zhou Zheng deliberately paused.

"What did I shout?" Su Jin asked nervously, worried that she might have accidentally called out Lu Mingzhou's name. If Zhou Zheng were to investigate, he could easily uncover her identity.

Her identity cannot be revealed now; she needs this convoy.

Zhou Zheng laughed maliciously, "Call me Dad!"

Su Jin was completely exasperated. She picked up a cushion and threw it at him, yelling, "Go to hell, Zhou Zheng!"

Zhou Zheng moved swiftly, reaching out to grab the rushing cushion and tossing it onto the sofa.

He put on his shirt, rubbed his sore neck, and said, "Dad's gone. You can pack up by yourself."

Before Su Jin could get angry, Zhou Zheng flashed away, his movements so fast that no one had time to pick up the weapon pillow.

Su Jin rubbed her hair speechlessly, feeling extremely annoyed.

"I absolutely cannot drink alcohol next time! Unless it's champion champagne!"

Drinking will cause problems, so everyone in the team must abstain from alcohol!

When the prohibition order was issued, Tu Ying pointed at herself and asked, "Do I have to drink too? I'm the boss! Are you mistreating your bosses? Besides, you bosses run taverns! Who's going to regulate the engineers?"

Zhou Zheng left early and returned late, unable to help. On his free days, Su Jin would drag him over to attend classes and do systematic training with Wang Tianle, while Tu Ying was responsible for booking track practice for them.

"This isn't abuse, it's the rules a racing team should follow!" Su Jin said earnestly, still holding a wrench in her hand.

Tu Ying carefully shifted her position, avoiding the path where Su Jin might throw the wrench. "I think we need to reconsider this. Su Jin, don't forget the money from the barbecue last time..."

Su Jin's ears twitched, and she suddenly pulled out her phone. "Ah, Boss Tu, we need to replace a part here. Come with me and let me see the price!"

"We need to replace more parts?!" Tu Ying asked incredulously. He had already spent another ten thousand yuan, how come it was still not over?

"No, my cat is about to give birth, I need to go back and check on her." Tu Ying turned and ran away immediately, never daring to mention the barbecue money to Su Jin again.

After all, this engineer's every word is about money! Isn't this just trying to skin him alive and drink his blood?

Su Jin laughed for a long time, then suddenly felt a sense of relief, an emotion she had never experienced abroad.

When she was working at the top chain company, she never considered the racing budget. She would just get the original top-of-the-line parts and wouldn't stop until she had maximized the car's performance.

Now she's modifying race cars for this dilapidated racing team, using mostly second-hand or cheaper alternatives. She's meticulously selecting parts, trying to emulate Tu Ying's stingy approach to scraping together the budget—it's nothing like Su Jin's style.

But she was very happy.

A race car that makes noise everywhere, an amateur racer, a stingy boss, a novice navigator, and an engineer who doesn't want a salary.

This hastily assembled convoy looked precarious at every turn, yet everyone was inexplicably confident.

It seems like the championship is just one step away for them.

Su Jin had no doubt about her abilities. She had modified the race car, and as long as Zhou Zheng could keep up with her, they would definitely have a chance to compete for the championship.

Su Jin had also considered the worst-case scenario: if they didn't win the championship, then she... could just leave Nanyuan and find a new team.

She doesn't necessarily need this beat-up car team.

but……

Tu Ying hurried up the stairs, then couldn't resist peeking out, "Su Jin, are you staying for dinner today!"

Su Jin brandished the wrench in her hand, replacing the racing car with the new parts delivered from the auto parts factory, and casually replied, "Got it!"

Let's focus on winning the championship. It would be such a waste to let so many people's hard work go to waste. Besides, the food here is quite delicious, so she's temporarily put her plan to find a chef on hold.

The race car was fitted with its last part, and modifications were made based on the driver's and navigator's experience, marking the end of the project.

The car has been enlarged with a water tank and intercooler to cope with high temperatures, and the roll cage has been evenly welded to ensure safety during the race. The suspension system has also been tuned to its optimal condition.

We're just waiting for Zhou Zheng's feedback on the track so we can continue to optimize the car's performance.

But their race car driver is such a busy person, he's rarely seen.

Su Jin stopped Wang Tianle, who was happily returning with his navigator's certificate, and asked him seriously, "Little Fatty, where's your brother? Tell him to come back for test driving training!"