How A Ride-Hailing Driver Comes To Dominate The World? [EN]: Chapter 19

Take Me Home and I’ll Show You If I Have Guan Yu on My Back—So What If a Ride-Hailing Driver Has Some Money?

Yao Wu Group is a local real estate company in Haicheng with a modest reputation, and they seem to be preparing to go public soon.

People in the real estate business usually have some savvy, or they wouldn’t be in this line of work.

And reaching the point of applying for a listing indicates they’re doing reasonably well.

However, the real estate industry is currently facing challenges, and the government’s oversight is quite strict, making it difficult for Yao Wu Group to successfully go public.

Yang Chen is also the second-largest shareholder of the Peninsula Hotel Group, a publicly traded company, so why should he be intimidated by the son of the president of a private company?

Yang Chen started the car, backed up slightly, then sharply turned the steering wheel to evade Zhang Hengzhi and sped off.

Zhang Hengzhi was instantly enraged. He rushed back to the hotel parking lot to get his sports car and give chase.

Wang Qianni exclaimed excitedly, kicked off her high heels, propped her feet on the dashboard, and said gleefully, “Little brother, you’re so macho!”

“Macho, my foot! I’m just a ride-hailing driver. You’ve dragged me into a mess with some young master from a big company. How am I supposed to survive in Haicheng now?” Yang Chen retorted.

Wang Qianni giggled, patted her long legs, and offered, “Here’s a little perk for you—touch my legs as compensation. Deal?”

To be fair, her legs were indeed slender.

But they were covered in tattoos. What’s the difference between that and touching wood?

“Forget it, I’m not interested!” Yang Chen said, annoyed. Then he asked, “Where to?”

Wang Qianni gave Yang Chen a flirtatious look and said, “To your place!”

Yang Chen glared at her and said, “I’m not interested in escort services. I’ll drop you off up ahead, and you can grab a taxi home yourself.”

“You’re the escort! You jerk!” Wang Qianni snapped.

“Either way, you’re no innocent girl. I bet you have Guan Yu [a famous Chinese general known for his loyalty and righteousness, often depicted in tattoos] tattooed on your back,” Yang Chen grumbled.

Wang Qianni smiled suggestively and said, “Oh? You want to see my back? I didn’t realize you were into that. Everyone else likes long legs, but you have a thing for backs. What’s wrong? Do you like attacking from behind?”

Yang Chen rolled his eyes and ignored her.

From her words, he could tell she wasn’t exactly a saint.

Even though Yang Chen had a three-minute head start, Zhang Hengzhi’s Lamborghini caught up.

They stopped at a red light, and Zhang Hengzhi pulled up next to Yang Chen, jumped out of his car, and pounded on the window, yelling, “Open the door! Damn it! Do you have a death wish?”

Yang Chen’s temper flared. When the light turned green, he sped off and deliberately swerved, knocking Zhang Hengzhi aside.

Zhang Hengzhi was furious and roared, “I’m going to screw you over! If I don’t make you beg for mercy on your knees, I’ll change my last name!”

With that, Zhang Hengzhi jumped back into his car and sped after him.

Wang Qianni said to Yang Chen, “Little brother, you can’t drop me off, or I’m done for.”

“Can’t you call the police?” Yang Chen asked, irritated.

“I want to, but if I do, their family will definitely force my family to pay back the money immediately. My family can’t come up with 50 million right now. If they go to court for enforcement, we’re ruined. We won’t even have a chance to recover. I hate my dad, but I can’t stand to see our family destroyed like this. So, I’m putting all my hopes on you. Please, little brother. If you help me get away, I’ll show you if I have Guan Yu on my back. Okay?” Wang Qianni pleaded helplessly.

Yang Chen wanted to slap her. Was she even making sense?

“I’m just a ride-hailing driver. Are you trying to get me killed? If he takes his anger out on me, how am I supposed to deal with the young master of a big company? Besides, even if I help you get away tonight, what about tomorrow? If he goes to your house to demand the debt, what will you do?” Yang Chen asked, exasperated.

Wang Qianni was silent for a moment, then replied dejectedly, “Let’s worry about tomorrow’s problems tomorrow. I definitely can’t lose my virginity to that kind of guy.”

Yang Chen turned to look at her, then said with a smirk, “Really? You’re still a virgin?”

“What? Is that so hard to believe? Just because I have tattoos and swear doesn’t mean I’m some easy girl. I’m surrounded by young masters and rich, beautiful women. If I’m not tough, they’ll walk all over me. Get it?” Wang Qianni said.

Yang Chen shook his head, realizing the second-generation rich circle was more complicated than he thought.

Just then, the Lamborghini was closing in again.

Wang Qianni quickly placed her hand on Yang Chen’s thigh and begged, “Little brother, don’t let him catch up. Please.”

“Hey, hey, you can talk, but keep your hands to yourself, okay? I’m driving,” Yang Chen said loudly.

“Hehe… you drive your car, I drive my car, isn’t that nice? Stop pretending to be so serious. I don’t believe you’re not interested in my legs,” Wang Qianni said with a smile.

Yang Chen saw an opportunity and made a sharp right turn, barely making it through the intersection as the light changed.

Zhang Hengzhi ignored the red light and followed, running the light to chase after him.

There was a screech of tires, followed by a crash.

Wang Qianni quickly looked back and laughed, “He crashed! Haha… Serves him right! Heaven is just! Haha…”

Yang Chen saw the situation in the rearview mirror. Zhang Hengzhi’s Lamborghini had crashed into the median strip. He didn’t know how Zhang Hengzhi was.

Just ahead was Yang Chen’s apartment. Yang Chen stopped at a bus stop and said, “Get out, quick!”

Wang Qianni used her finger to lift Yang Chen’s chin and said, “I’m giving you a chance now. Take me home, and I’ll show you if I have Guan Yu on my back. I’d rather give you my first time than have that bastard take it. While I haven’t changed my mind, you better take me home now.”

Yang Chen pushed Wang Qianni’s hand away and said, “Why do I feel like you’re trying to scam me? Sorry, I’m not interested in escorts. Get out!”

Wang Qianni patted Yang Chen’s shoulder and said, “Don’t you have any taste? Have you ever seen an escort as high-quality as me?”

“High-quality? Not to hurt your feelings, but I wouldn’t pay 800 yuan [approximately $110 USD] for a night with someone like you. Get out!” Yang Chen said, annoyed.

Wang Qianni was so angry she trembled as she pointed at Yang Chen, unable to speak.

“Hmph! No taste!” Wang Qianni said angrily, grabbing her bag and getting out of the car.

“Wait a minute!” Yang Chen called out.

Wang Qianni smirked, turned around, and asked, “What? Regretting it? Want to take me home?”

Yang Chen grabbed the cash from the dashboard, put it in a food bag, and tossed it to Wang Qianni, saying, “I told you I’m not interested in escorts. Why are you still acting so entitled? You’re not even worth 800 yuan for a night, and you think I’d take you home? Dream on!”

With that, Yang Chen started the car and drove off.

Wang Qianni stomped her feet in anger and cursed from behind, “You’re a bastard! Blind! Damn you!”

Yang Chen said to himself, “It’s either a scam or a kidney harvester. I won’t fall for it.”