Genius Club.

Chapter 119: Cause and Effect
Lin Xian sat up from the bed.

Open the curtains and look at the warm sun in the sky.

There is no warmth.

After 12 o'clock tonight, it will be Zhao Yingjun's 24th birthday.

and so……

"According to the original course of history, Zhao Yingjun will definitely not survive this night."

Now time.

January 2023, 1, 14: am.

[There are still 12 hours until Zhao Yingjun's death, which is determined by history. ]

How to save her?

The day before yesterday, on January 1, Zhao Yingjun had an appointment to meet with a composer, but she sang the theme song of Rhine Cats on the spot, which made her cancel the meeting.

Yesterday, January 1, Zhao Yingjun originally planned to meet with an animation MV director, but because of her own dinner invitation, she made an exception and turned down the meeting and went to have dinner with herself instead.

Today, January 1th, Zhao Yingjun mentioned yesterday that she would meet with a female singer to discuss singing the theme song of Rhine Cats. She had prepared the demo and she wanted to show it to the female singer.

I can't find another excuse to ask her to cancel today's meeting, can I?

That's really deliberate!
Things happen once or twice, but never three times.

If it happens again and again, there must be something fishy.

Considering that Zhao Yingjun might be a member of the Genius Club... Lin Xian couldn't take the risk and put his life in danger.

Between Zhao Yingjun's life and his own life, his own life is obviously more important.

So……

Is there any way to have the best of both worlds?
……

MX Company
22th floor.

In Zhao Yingjun's always-unchanged office, there is still an illusion that time has stopped.

The day before yesterday, when Lin Xian was playing the guitar, he sat in front of the sofa and wiped the dust off the sofa with paper... That was the cleanest place in the room.

“How’s the demo going? Is it finished?”

Zhao Yingjun finished reading the information in his hand and looked up at Lin Xian:

"I'm going to meet that female singer tonight. It will be easier to communicate if I let her listen to the demo directly."

"It should be almost done." Lin Xian said:
"I just contacted them, and the recording studio said the demo is almost ready, and asked me to pick it up this afternoon."

"Okay, bring it here as soon as possible."

Zhao Yingjun continued to review the documents on the table and looked up at Lin Xian:

"Would you like to come with me tonight?"

Lin Xian was stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Yingjun to take the initiative to invite him:
"Can I go?"

"What's wrong with that..." Zhao Yingjun lowered his head and smiled:
"It's not a private meeting tonight. There's an entertainment industry dance party tonight, and I've already made an appointment with that female singer to meet at the party."

“I just wanted to say hello, but since you’ve already made the demo, let’s just show it to the female singer.”

"If you have nothing else to do, come along. This is your cat. It's up to you to decide whether or not you want that female singer to sing the theme song. What's more... if you go along, you can help me avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Recalling the last time I attended a dinner party.

Lin Xian figured it out.

Zhao Yingjun asked me to go, probably mainly to serve as a shield for her?

Dances in the entertainment industry are bound to be a mixed bag, and it is inevitable that many men will come to Zhao Yingjun to dance with various purposes.

If I just refuse, it might not look good. After all, who doesn't want to save some face?
But if they really danced, Zhao Yingjun would definitely not want to dance.

and so.

The best way to deal with it...

Just take yourself there.

She stood next to her. After all, everyone knew that Zhao Yingjun came with a dance partner, and no one with any sense would invite her to dance; even if there was someone who didn't have any sense, Lin Xian could help her reject him, which was more polite and courteous.

This is how the social circle works. Don’t hit people in the face and always leave them some room.

"Row."

Lin Xian replied:

"I have nothing to do tonight anyway, so I might as well go listen to the voice of that female singer and see if it's suitable for me."

did not expect……

It is true that after many twists and turns, you may think there is no way out, but when you turn around, you will find another village.

I was originally thinking about how to "manipulate" Zhao Yingjun to stay away from the shooting and avoid this death.

But now everything is clear and easy.

What is known at present is that the shooting occurred at [midnight] and on [Zhao Yingjun's original itinerary].

Then as long as we change the [time] and [schedule], we can definitely avoid this shooting.

This is Lin Xian’s plan.

Even if the female singer's voice is terrible, Lin Xian will applaud and say, "You are the best singer!"

No need to discuss any details, it’s decided that it’s you!

He wanted to negotiate this cooperation as quickly as possible and then leave early with Zhao Yingjun.

For example, around 9 o'clock, they can find an opportunity to leave.

In this way, Zhao Yingjun's original time of leaving the dance was changed, which was much earlier than midnight. If everything went well, Zhao Yingjun would be able to return home before 10 o'clock.

But to be on the safe side, Lin Xian not only had to change the time Zhao Yingjun left the dance, but also had to change her [original route home].

On the way back, if they take a detour or change direction, Lin Xian can use the excuse that he has something to do somewhere else and ask Zhao Yingjun's driver to help take her back. She will definitely not refuse.

As long as she finds a vertical location, lets Zhao Yingjun's driver drive there, and then gets off, when she goes home, her original route home will have changed.

With this two-pronged approach, you can 100% avoid the shooting.

Seeing that Lin Xian agreed, Zhao Yingjun nodded.

She opened the bottom drawer and said as she searched:
"Can you drive?"

"A little bit."

Zhao Yingjun looked up at Lin Xian:

"Do you have a driver's license?" She looked a little distrustful.

"Of course there is..."

Lin Xian had indeed never driven a car in real life, he had only driven it for a while when he was taking the driving test at the driving school.

But in my dream, I have been driving for more than ten years.

Not only is he an experienced driver, but he is also good at all kinds of stunt driving, wild racing, and high-speed driving... The live-action version of "Morality and the Rule of Law 5" is no joke.

He has driven almost all the luxury cars he could come across in his dreams. As long as the horsepower was sufficient, he could perform simple maneuvers like flying across viaducts, drifting, and turning in drainage channels with his eyes closed.

Previously, CC complained that Lin Xian was driving Big Face Cat’s van which was shaking up and down.

That's really not Lin Xian's fault, it's because Big Face Cat's car is too broken. Even if Big Face Cat himself was driving, it would still be jerky, it has nothing to do with driving skills. "That's fine."

Zhao Yingjun continued to search in the drawer:
"Because today is a fashion party for the entertainment industry, we have to be careful about the car we drive... let's take this one."

Swah——

She threw a key over.

Snapped.

Lin Xian reached out and caught it.

"Come to the company to pick me up at 7:30. Don't be late."

After hearing Zhao Yingjun's instructions, Lin Xian was very surprised.

Is this the rhythm of letting yourself be the driver?
Did the original driver take leave?
He looked down at the car keys in his hand——

The car keys in his hand were of a Bentley, chained together with the electronic key of a garage.

"The car is parked in the garage in the underground parking lot. You can drive directly to the studio to get the demo. Remember to pick me up on time. It is very rude to be late for a party."

"Okay, got it."

……

Lin Xian took the elevator and went directly to the underground garage.

I pressed the garage remote control and quickly found the location of the corresponding garage. The rolling door slowly rose, revealing the parked car inside...

It is a blue convertible coupe, the Bentley Continental GT.

This car is very rare in the country, not to mention the W12 logo written on the side of the car.

Although Lin Xian does not own a car in real life, he still knows a lot about vehicles. This W12 twin-turbocharged engine has a displacement of 6.0T and a maximum horsepower of more than 650 horsepower, making it a real performance beast.

In fact, in the urban environment in China, few people would consider buying a convertible, and Lin Xian didn't know where Zhao Yingjun got this car.

This woman is so mysterious. She might be richer than the rumors in the company say.

Lin Xian felt that Zhao Yingjun was not short of money, and most of the time he didn't even take money seriously.

So why does she work so hard, day and night?

Pressing the unlock button, Lin Xian got into the car and pressed the one-touch start button.

boom! ! !
The W12 engine is a roaring beast.

"came back."

Lin Xian closed his eyes and felt the powerful vibration.

It's like falling into a dream...

The feeling of being one with the car is all back.

He turned off a series of body control systems and vehicle assistance systems, including ESP, putting the beast in full manual control mode and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom!
Buzz! ! ! ! ! ! !
Exploding tire burnout!
The smell of burnt rubber is overwhelming!

Under Lin Xian's manual control, the blue Bentley Continental GT drifted 90 degrees out of the garage and roared towards the exit.

"Yeah, it feels good."

Then Lin Xian obediently turned on all vehicle control systems and body stability systems and switched to automatic mode.

It’s different from the car snatching and racing in the dream... This car has to be returned to Zhao Yingjun after driving it, so it can’t be damaged.

"Hey, I promised Gao Yang to buy a car from him, but I haven't had the time to go. I'll find time to fulfill it later."

Lin Xian is now a multi-millionaire, and it is easy for him to buy a car from a 4S store in Gaoyang.

But for him now, he had already experienced all the exciting things in his dreams when he was a teenager. To be honest... the colorful world in reality is really a bit low compared to his threshold, and it is difficult to stimulate him.

This is also the reason why he has always lived a low-desire life.

In the previous dream, there were countless cars in Li Cheng's garage that were several times or even dozens of times more luxurious than the Luou GT, and Lin Xian had long been tired of driving them.

In his current opinion, there is no difference in personal mood between driving a Wuling mini electric car and driving a Rolls-Royce.

He turned the steering wheel in his hands, very satisfied with the progress of the plan so far.

I thought Zhao Yingjun would ask the driver to take them to the dance...

But unexpectedly, the driver turned out to be himself.

Since the steering wheel is in your hands, don't you have the final say on which road to take and how big a turn to take at night?
"At night, take Zhao Yingjun and go around the East China Sea in the opposite direction to go home."

Lin Xian turned on the left turn signal and smiled slightly.

The time, route, and driving time were all in his hands now. He could easily take Zhao Yingjun to escape the midnight shooting.

……

in the afternoon.

Lin Xian went to the recording studio and got the recorded demo.

Then go home and change into your clothes for the dance.

Finally, I went back to the company to pick up Zhao Yingjun and went to the venue where the entertainment industry dance party was held.

"Why are we driving this convertible? The weather... doesn't seem to be very warm."

Lin Xian watched Zhao Yingjun, who was wearing a blue evening gown and sapphire earrings, get into the car.

This woman might really have some obsessive-compulsive disorder when it comes to clothing matching...

It would be fine if the color of the earrings was strictly the same as the clothes, but today they are also matched with this blue Bentley.

"Because the nature of today's dance is different, it is more appropriate to drive this car."

Zhao Yingjun put her handbag on her lap and looked forward:

"In fact, dance parties are imported products. In the business world, they are a combination of Chinese and Western styles. But dance parties in the entertainment industry are different. The purpose of packaging and marketing is bigger, so they are very formal and methodical."

"But these have nothing to do with us..."

The car started, and the breeze blew Zhao Yingjun's fringe up:
"We are just going to meet the singer. If you think her voice is good enough, you can just finalize the deal."

Lin Xian nodded and drove Zhao Yingjun towards the guild hall.

The location of the guild hall is relatively remote.

But fortunately there were not many vehicles on the road and we drove relatively fast.

As night fell, darkness engulfed the entire East China Sea...

Lin Xian parked the high-profile blue Bentley Continental GT in front of the entrance of the club, and then opened the door for Zhao Yingjun:

"Mr. Zhao, we're here."

Zhao Yingjun pulled up her long dress, got out of the car gracefully, and slowly walked into the golden hall.

Lin Xian glanced at his watch.

20:00
It’s almost midnight…

It’s almost Zhao Yingjun’s 24th birthday…

She escaped the death predetermined by history...

Four more hours!

(End of this chapter)