I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan Chapter 303 - 268 Unplaceable Charm2

Yang Yi fidgeted with her fingers, her thoughts whirling.

"We’ve arrived at the Garden District," Xia Liang said, pulling the car over to the side of the road.

We got here so fast... I haven’t even figured out how to ask for his contact info... Yang Yi mumbled to herself.

Then she realized what she had said and quickly clamped her mouth shut. Sure enough, she saw the handso young man’s lips curl into a slight smile. Mortified, Yang Yi confird that she was, indeed, a thin-skinned young woman.

She hurriedly pushed open the car door, too embarrassed to stay a second longer. With her guitar on her back, she scrambled away in a flash, quickly disappearing from Xia Liang’s view.

Xia Liang turned the car around, shaking his head with a chuckle. That girl is quite interesting.

He didn’t know that just as he was leaving the Garden District, an astonished and sowhat excited gaze followed him until he was out of sight. The owner of that gaze was a man nad Yang Hua. His face lit up with the thrill of discovering juicy gossip, and he muttered to himself.

No way! Didn’t soone see Xia Liang in a delivery uniform using the green channel at the bank? How is he driving for Didi now? Yang Yi just got out of that car... I have to go ask her!

Yang Hua quickly ran to catch up with Yang Yi.

"Little Yi, wait for ! Hey, why is your face so red?" Yang Hua asked, surprised by her flushed face as he caught up to her.

It’s because I was just overwheld by how handso he is, of course! Yang Yi was now regretting her hasty escape. She hadn’t even gotten his contact information. She frowned at her cousin, with whom she wasn’t particularly close. "What are you doing here?"

"I’m getting married soon, and I still haven’t arranged for a wedding car, so I was asking my uncle for a favor. But forget about that, I have sothing to ask you!" Yang Hua said, his face alight with gossipy excitent. "Did you just get out of a BMW? Was this the driver?"

As he spoke, he pulled up a photo of Xia Liang from his social dia and showed it to Yang Yi. She had been about to ignore him, but her attitude changed the instant she saw the picture.

"You... you know him?" Yang Yi asked, her heart pounding with excitent.

"He’s my classmate, of course I know him," Yang Hua urged. "Hurry up and tell , was he driving that Volkswagen? How did you end up getting a ride ho with him?"

A classmate? So the handso guy is five years older than . Well, there’s a saying that a man three years older is worth his weight in gold. He’s five years older, so that’s almost two gold bricks for . Not bad at all!

Yang Yi’s eyes darted around as she considered her options. "Why are you asking? I could tell you, but you have to give his WeChat information first. Then I’ll talk!"

Are you kidding ? Yang Hua thought, filled with envy and resentnt. His cousin was a certified goddess, and here she was asking *him* for Xia Liang’s contact info! Still, to figure out if Xia Liang had really struck it rich, he had no choice but to give her the information. Besides, he might need to ask Xia Liang for a favor later.

"Now can you tell ?"

"Oh, sure. I called a Didi, and he happened to be my driver." After speaking, Yang Yi clutched her phone, a radiant smile spreading across her face. She had his contact information.

Yang Hua was ecstatic as well. Driving a car like that just for Didi runs... Xia Liang really has made it big and is just out here experiencing life. First food delivery, now Didi... I should find so ti to ask her to dinner. As he thought this, Yang Hua’s gaze shifted to Yang Yi, his eyes glinting with so unknown sche.

anwhile, Xia Liang had no idea that he had once again beco the subject of soone’s sches. He was still diligently driving for Didi.

His luck seed to be poor today. It was getting late, and he still hadn’t encountered a single hidden mission. Just as he was about to head ho, his phone pinged with an alert.

"Real-ti request: From North Gate Glass Factory to Qingyun Hospital. Please accept the order quickly if you do not wish to decline."

「...」

The North Gate Glass Factory wasn’t too far, and he reached the pickup location in a few minutes. Any other driver would have probably rejected an order that cut through most of the downtown area during the evening rush hour. It was ti-consuming and didn’t pay much. But for a laid-back guy like Xia Liang, it didn’t matter.

His car had just stopped when a clattering sound erupted from inside the factory, and a nimble woman vaulted over the compound wall. She was clad in a tight-fitting black leather outfit that accentuated her petite, shapely figure. Her small high heels, made of so unknown material, didn’t break when she landed.

The world has really gone downhill; even young won are learning how to scale walls now, Xia Liang thought.

"You have arrived at your pickup location."

Xia Liang had just tapped his phone when he saw the stunning woman sprinting toward him. Her gait is a bit strange, he mused. Maybe she parties a little too hard.

"Drive."

"Excuse , are you the custor with the number ending in 9527?"

"Cut the crap and drive!"

The car’s interior light illuminated her profile. One word ca to mind. Enchanting. This girl is a complete paradox. She has the innocent, pretty face of a fifteen-year-old, but her eyes hold the coquettish charm of a woman in her mid-twenties. The light brown, wavy hair, and especially that teardrop mole at the corner of her eye... all these factors combined were enough to make a man wonder how many years in prison the consequences would bring.

"Miss, please don’t cause trouble for a responsible ride-share driver. If I pick up the wrong person, I’ll get points deducted. I’m trying to get the ’Excellent Veteran Driver’ bonus this month—ugh!"

The dark muzzle of a gun ca into view.

An Austrian Glock 17, 9mm caliber. The world’s most common standard-issue handgun made with plastic components. Lightweight, durable, easy to conceal. Xia Liang instantly identified it. This is definitely not a toy. It’s the real deal.

The woman, who he ntally dubbed "Big Wave," wasn’t pointing the gun at him. Instead, she was checking how many bullets were left.

She’s probably so kind of agent, or an assassin, Xia Liang assessed in an instant.

He was about to probe the woman’s information when the System’s voice sounded in his mind.

[Ding—Congratulations, Host, on triggering the hidden mission: Escape.

Task Description: Safely deliver the custor to her destination.

Task Reward: One (1) Enhanced Huiteng worth 10 Yuan, one (1) globally limited edition Limited Edition Kawasaki Black Warrior, 40 Work Points, and one (1) Iron Cloth Shirt.]

Huh?

The rewards for this mission were surprisingly generous; it was the first ti he’d ever been offered four items. Xia Liang didn’t have ti to check the woman’s status panel. He saw her glancing frequently toward the glass factory, her expression grim.

"My number ends in 9527. I’m the passenger who just placed the order. Please get to Qingyun City Hospital as fast as you can."

Xia Liang didn’t say anything else. Since she confird it, he would just treat it like a normal fare. So what if she has a gun? It’s not like I don’t have one. Mine can even change size.

Big Wave eyed the old BMW, her skepticism obvious. "Can this car handle it? I don’t have much ti."

Xia Liang turned his head, a smile playing on his lips. "How fast do you need to go?"

"Can you make it in twenty minutes?"

"Only if you give a five-star rating."

"Deal."

VROOM—

Xia Liang answered with action. Shift gear—hit the gas—shift again—turn the wheel—accelerate!

A beautiful launch transitioned into a wide, elegant drift, a high-level maneuver worthy of a top professional racer.

"Unscrupulous Map will continue to navigate for you, planning the shortest route."

The route would take them through the business district, along Victory Avenue, and over the Rainbow Bridge. A detour would make the ten-minute trip three tis as long. Xia Liang made an instant decision.

The speed climbed steadily. They were now in the latter half of the evening rush hour. It probably wouldn’t be as congested as one might imagine.

100 KM/H...

120 KM/H...

160 KM/H...

I can’t believe this old BMW can hit these speeds in the city, Big Wave thought, astonished. Isn’t he worried about the car breaking down? Even more surprising, this young driver didn’t seem the least bit afraid when he saw my gun. Interesting.

Five minutes later, they were approaching a traffic light that had just turned yellow. A van was stopped in front of them. It was impossible to make it through the intersection before the light turned red. But instead of slowing down, Xia Liang floored the accelerator.

Just as they were about to rear-end the van, the other drivers waiting for the light grew frantic. At this speed, a collision would surely cause collateral damage.