Night Rose

Zhou Zheng remained silent, not asking where they were going, but simply propping his head up and watching the street scenes flash by outside the window.

Su Jin doesn't like to chat with people while driving. She's used to the quietness in her car, since few people ride in it. Lu Mingzhou is also handling official business while in the car and is often on the phone, which she finds a bit noisy.

The car drove into a villa area. Her license plate was registered there, so she could drive through without any problems and didn't need to register again.

"You don't have another big villa, do you?" Zhou Zheng stared at the rows of villas flashing by. Their unassuming appearance did not mean their prices were unassuming.

"I can't afford a villa, I'm just here to see someone," Su Jin said with a smile.

Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the first half of the sentence, but the second half made his heart jump again.

Living in a villa area, male or female? Weren't you supposed to be on a date with him? How did it turn into looking for someone?

"We're on a date, why do we need to invite other people?" Zhou Zheng crossed his arms and directly expressed his dissatisfaction.

"It's a misunderstanding. I just came to borrow his car." Su Jin parked the car in front of a villa and honked the horn. There was immediate movement from inside the villa.

A Bernese Mountain Dog was howling and pacing anxiously through the fence. It knew a friend had come, but didn't know who it was. It wanted to run out to play, but was too scared.

"Little radish," Su Jin called out.

Bern Mountain's ears perked up, and it immediately smashed through the fence, rushing towards Su Jin's direction.

It rammed into Su Jin's arms with the force of a cannonball, knocking her to the ground and nuzzling its head against her chest.

Su Jin sat on the ground and stroked its head. "Long time no see, little radish. Where's your owner?"

Bern Mountain, of course, didn't speak. At this moment, he didn't care about his master and immediately rushed towards Zhou Zheng, who was frowning.

Zhou Zheng was a complete stranger to it. It sniffed Zhou Zheng's trouser leg but didn't smell any familiar scent.

It took a few steps back in fear, whimpering as it hid in Su Jin's arms.

"Such a big mountain like Bern is actually afraid of people," Zhou Zheng sneered, not even sparing the jealousy of a dog.

Su Jin stroked its head and said with a smile, "It still thinks it's a baby, even though it's so big."

"Radish! Don't embarrass yourself." A sunny, boyish voice came from inside the room.

Upon hearing its master's call, Bern Mountain happily ran home again.

A blond, blue-eyed man appeared at the villa's entrance, wearing beach shorts that revealed his muscular physique.

"Hey, Sue!"

He raised his hand and greeted her warmly.

Bourne Mountain kept circling around his legs, begging for snacks, so he couldn't go out.

"I've come to borrow your race car so my racer can practice," Su Jin said.

He looked at Zhou Zheng, who was standing to the side. The man hadn't said a word, but his eyes were fixed on Su Jin.

"A new racer? What about Li? Is he alright?"

Su Jin's smile faded. "He's recovering. You can contact him, and if he's willing to see you, you can visit him at the sanatorium. But he probably doesn't want to see other racers right now, since he may never be able to continue in this industry."

His expression was somewhat forlorn. He took out his keys from his pocket and tossed them to her. "I saw the news. Don't worry about it. By the way, is the helmet still working? Is it for him?"

Su Jin looked at Zhou Zheng, and under that person's gaze, took Zhou Zheng's hand. "Yes, thank you."

"Wow, so you two are a couple. I'm so envious." He grinned, showing his big teeth. "Don't be shy, I'll definitely help you out. If you have time, could you help me modify a race car? I really miss the days when we won championships together."

Zhou Zheng did not interrupt their conversation. After all, she was Su Jin's friend, whom he neither knew nor wanted to know.

He was feeling a bit down, but when Su Jin openly took his hand, he thought: Su Jin has worked with many race car drivers, but she only ever had one boyfriend.

His fingers forcefully pried open hers, interlocking with hers.

"Have your engineer help you. I'm leaving New York soon." Su Jin shook her keys. "Thank you for the car."

The blond, blue-eyed man looked somewhat sad, and dejectedly teased his Bernese Mountain, "Alright, alright, I hope to see you again, Sue."

"Yes, I will," Su Jin replied.

The race car was parked in the villa's garage. Su Jin was very familiar with the place and easily found the race car she needed.

The jet-black Ferrari sat quietly in the corner, its original fierce appearance revealed as the dust cover was lifted.

Su Jin touched its body, and her fingertips seemed to feel the soul of the machine vibrating. This was the car she had modified, carrying the driver's obsession and her ingenuity. Every part had its performance pushed to the limit.

"This is an automatically aspirated engine, a typical short-stroke, large-bore engine, which provides ample breathing capacity at high RPMs. The 60-degree angle of the V12 can achieve perfect balance between primary and secondary vibrations. When the speed reaches 9500 RPM, its sound is like the roar of a beast."

"In short, it's much better than that junk car lying in our garage," Zhou Zheng shrugged.

Su Jin tossed him the keys, "As long as Boss Tu gives us the budget, we can modify any car. Don't compare with the inferior ones; this car is actually race-ready."

Zhou Zheng shook the key, thinking: That car should only be worth the purchase tax of this car.

This is a Ferrari.

"If I get into a car accident, do you think I can afford to pay for the damages?" Zhou Zheng fastened his seatbelt.

Su Jin patted her forehead as she fastened her seatbelt halfway. "Wait, let's switch it first. I forgot you can't drive in New York. You can drive when we get to the venue."

The two switched positions, and Su Jin tried out the feel of the handle.

When she finished modifying the car, she took it for a spin, and the handling was simply amazing. Although she hadn't tested it on the track, she felt that the car was no different from those racing cars.

Who can blame it when its owner is rich and capricious?

There is a dedicated racetrack in New York. Su Jin drove the car to the track, communicated with the staff, and then helped Zhou Zheng change into his racing suit and sit in the passenger seat.

This is different from the test drive in Nanyuan. A car with a budget of 40,000 yuan is no match for this Ferrari.

She wanted Zhou Zheng to experience firsthand the true power of a performance beast.

"Zhou Zheng, don't rush to speed up. Try it out first, and then accelerate once you're familiar with the road conditions." Su Jin put on her helmet and fastened her seatbelt.

Every time a new car is launched, she, as an engineer, will run two laps with the race car driver to experience the car's performance and safety, and then make minor adjustments based on the driver's needs.

This time, when she test drove the car with Zhou Zheng, she was no longer in a business-like state of mind, but was fully engaged and experienced the car with him.

Zhou Zheng chuckled into his headset.

"Is this the romance of engineers? Taking someone to test drive a race car on a date."