The Gift of Giving and Receiving. Am I, a mere ride-hailing driver, not allowed to have a little spending money?
Thanks to Zhao Zhongyu’s complaint, Yang Chen received another great windfall.
Yang Chen smiled with joy and drove straight home.
He took a shower, closed the doors and windows, turned on the air conditioner, and lay down on the bed.
“System, start strengthening my body,” Yang Chen instructed the system.
The system immediately responded.
“Command received, commencing body strengthening. Some discomfort may occur during the process; please persevere. The entire process will last for forty-nine minutes. Please do not interrupt, otherwise the strengthening will fail, and you will need to reschedule. Strengthening commencing…”
Yang Chen closed his eyes, quietly feeling the changes in his body.
The system wasn’t kidding. Yang Chen quickly felt a wave of heat all over his body, followed by pain in his bones and muscles.
However, this discomfort only lasted for a few minutes, and then Yang Chen felt incredibly relaxed.
Just as Yang Chen was about to drift off, his head suddenly started to ache again, accompanied by a buzzing sound.
After a few more minutes, the discomfort disappeared, and Yang Chen felt his brain was incredibly clear, as if his thinking speed had also increased.
…
After 49 minutes, the system issued another reminder.
“Strengthening complete. Master is free to move. From now on, excluding external factors such as weapons, Master is the strongest on Earth. The system must remind Master that precisely because Master is already the strongest on Earth, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Master should keep a low profile and not be too flamboyant. Master’s social standing is not yet strong enough. It would be unfortunate if people were to take you away for research.”
Yang Chen couldn’t help but laugh.
But the system’s reminder made sense.
If Yang Chen was too flamboyant, wishing he could write “I am the strongest on Earth” on his face, he would definitely attract unsolvable trouble.
Therefore, his future actions should align with his social status to be safe.
“Huh? Why does it smell so bad?” Yang Chen suddenly realized.
He quickly smelled himself. Good heavens, the stench was coming from him.
Moreover, some black, dirty stuff was seeping out of his skin, staining his clothes black.
Yang Chen quickly jumped down and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
This dirty stuff might be the body impurities mentioned in *xuanhuan* [a genre of Chinese fantasy literature often involving cultivation and immortals] and *Xianxia* [another genre of Chinese fantasy, focusing on immortality and martial arts] novels.
After taking a shower, Yang Chen lay in bed and had a good sleep.
At six o’clock in the morning, Yang Chen woke up.
He didn’t linger in bed. He quickly got up and went for a morning run around the lake.
When Yang Chen passed Villa No. 8 for the third time, Xue Yinong ran out of the gate wearing tight sportswear.
Yang Chen quickly stopped and asked, “Are you Miss Xue?”
Xue Yinong smiled and nodded, asking, “Are you Yang Chen, the owner of Villa No. 1?”
Yang Chen smiled and nodded, wiped his hands with a towel, stepped forward, and shook hands with Xue Yinong, saying, “Hello, Miss Xue, I am Yang Chen. Thank you for your gift; I like it very much.”
Xue Yinong still smiled slightly, saying, “You’re welcome. I’m glad Mr. Yang likes it.”
“Well, then I won’t disturb Miss Xue’s morning exercise. Goodbye,” Yang Chen said with a smile.
Xue Yinong nodded.
Yang Chen immediately sped up and ran away.
“Indeed, a gift of giving and receiving. Am I, a mere ride-hailing driver, not allowed to have a little money?
Worthy of being a young master from a big family, so cool!” Xue Yinong muttered softly.
Yang Chen ran two more laps and then went home for breakfast.
After breakfast and a shower, Yang Chen prepared to go out to work.
But then he thought, now that he had met Xue Yinong, if he didn’t give something in return, it would make him seem stingy.
The four bottles of wine Xue Yinong gave Yang Chen must be worth hundreds of thousands.
The person who can give such a gift must be rich or noble.
Ordinary gifts would definitely be embarrassing to give, so it had to be something of value.
The valuable things in Yang Chen’s house were all left by his parents, and he was definitely reluctant to part with them.
After thinking about it, the Mother Tree Da Hong Pao tea rewarded by the system was the most suitable.
Yang Chen himself wasn’t very particular about tea, so he would just give it away.
So, Yang Chen took forty small packets of Mother Tree Da Hong Pao [a highly prized variety of oolong tea], put them in a clothing packaging bag, and carried them to Villa No. 8 across the way.
Yang Chen rang the doorbell.
After a while, Li Lanxin opened the door.
Seeing that it was Yang Chen outside the door, Li Lanxin quickly stepped forward.
“Mr. Yang, hello, hello. Please come in, please come in,” Li Lanxin greeted very politely.
Yang Chen thanked her with a smile and walked in.
Li Lanxin closed the door and quickly took the clothing bag from Yang Chen’s hand.
Yang Chen said with a smile, “I received your gift last night, and I don’t have anything good to give in return. I happen to have some tea at home, so I brought it over to share with you.”
Tea?
Packaged in a clothing bag?
Li Lanxin felt very strange.
However, she didn’t show it and still guided Yang Chen in with a smile.
As soon as Yang Chen entered the living room, Xue Yinong came down from upstairs.
She was wiping her hair as she came down, and it was obvious that she had just finished showering.
Yang Chen smiled and nodded at Xue Yinong, saying, “Miss Xue, I’m sorry to bother you.”
Xue Yinong quickly put the towel on the table next to her, saying, “Mr. Yang, you’re too polite. Please sit down. Aunt Lan, make tea. Bring out the West Lake Longjing [a type of green tea] I bought last time.”
Li Lanxin quickly said, “Mr. Yang just said he brought tea to share with you, Miss. Why don’t I brew some now for you and Mr. Yang to taste together?”
Xue Yinong looked at the clothing bag in Li Lanxin’s hand, and a hint of suspicion couldn’t help but arise in her heart.
What kind of tea did Yang Chen bring?
“Okay. Since it’s Mr. Yang’s kind intention, let’s share it together,” Xue Yinong said with a smile.
Li Lanxin nodded and hurried to make tea.
Xue Yinong had just taken a shower and had a feeling of being like a lotus emerging from water, looking very beautiful.
Perhaps it was related to her family background, but she exuded the noble temperament of a lady from a distinguished family, and her every move showed elegance.
Yang Chen was anxious to drive, so he didn’t want to chat with Xue Yinong too much.
So, he quickly said, “Aunt Lan, just make two cups for Miss Xue to taste. I have to go out and drive.”
“Drive? What does Mr. Yang do for a living?” Xue Yinong asked.
Yang Chen replied very frankly, “I drive for a ride-hailing service. It’s almost nine o’clock, and other drivers have already made a wave of money during the morning peak, but I haven’t even started yet. It’s really too depressing. You two, I’ll leave first, enjoy your tea. Goodbye.”
After speaking, Yang Chen turned and left.
Li Lanxin quickly put down the clothing bag, saw Yang Chen out, and hurried back.
Xue Yinong was thinking with a puzzled look on her face. Could it be that they had thought too much and Yang Chen wasn’t a rich man?
Li Lanxin quickly opened the clothing bag and frowned when she saw dozens of small packets of tea inside.
“Miss, what kind of tea do you think this is?” Li Lanxin asked.
Xue Yinong took the tea, looked at it carefully, and smelled it under her nose, then shook her head, saying, “I’ve never seen it before. It looks a bit like Da Hong Pao, but the tea fragrance and appearance are not exactly the same.”
“He’s just a ride-hailing driver, how could he afford Villa No. 1?” Li Lanxin asked again.
Xue Yinong shook her head, saying, “I don’t know. Here, take these tea leaves to Lao Hong and let him take a look. He claims to have tasted all kinds of tea, so he definitely knows what kind of tea this is. If this tea is very precious, then we can be sure that Yang Chen is a young master sent out by some big family to gain experience. Driving a ride-hailing car is just to train him, and he will eventually go home to inherit billions of assets.”
Li Lanxin nodded, quickly put the tea leaves in the clothing bag, changed her clothes, and went out.
Xue Yinong looked at Villa No. 1 in the center of the lake through the window again, and a smile couldn’t help but appear on the corner of her mouth.
“You are really interesting; I am very interested,” Xue Yinong said with a smile.