Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

"Owner?!"

After hearing Huo Xiuxiu's whispered words in her ear, Yin Nanfeng was first startled, then burst into laughter.

Just then, the person in question walked in from outside. She looked at him with a playful expression.

It was like meeting Luo Que for the first time.

Luo Que was an orphan.

She had taken him in back then, and the Crescent Hotel had been kind to him. He grew up to be a capable assistant to her.

He is capable and extremely loyal.

She's just too introverted.

Not good at communicating with people.

But that's not really a drawback. The work they do is shady, and by keeping quiet, they avoid trouble.

This has now overturned her understanding.

The character "闷" (mèn, meaning dull or brooding) was followed by the character "骚" (sāo,

Huo Xiuxiu, as a war correspondent, told her everything that had just happened. Having had her fill of gossip, she looked at Luo Que, who had come to report, and casually joked:

"I never would have guessed you'd be so capable in a pinch."

The tone was neither warm nor cold, making it impossible to tell whether it was praise or criticism.

"Boss, you're joking."

With Yin Nanfeng in front, Luo Que's expression turned serious as he respectfully handed over the car keys with both hands:

"Please keep this safe."

The car he drove to pick up the person was not his private car.

The underground parking garage of the Crescent Hotel houses a number of luxury cars, each worth a fortune, and they are regularly cleaned, inspected, and maintained by professionals.

The main purpose of these cars is to make a grand impression, and they are used to pick up and drop off important guests of distinguished status.

They are drivers; once they're done using the equipment, they must return it intact—that's the rule.

Luo Que lowered his head and stood respectfully, adding, "Boss, I've checked it carefully. There are no scratches or dents on the vehicle, and it's in perfect condition and ready for normal use."

"Um…"

Yin Nanfeng crossed his arms and listened silently, tapping his elbow lightly with his index finger, but did not reach out to take the car keys.

He looked thoughtful.

Since the boss didn't make a move, Luo Que naturally didn't dare to either, but he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he realized something. He immediately knelt down on one knee.

"I did something wrong, please punish me, boss."

Lost in thought, Yin Nanfeng was startled by Luo Que's actions. Confused, she asked, "The car is perfectly fine, why am I punishing you?"

"I should be punished for taking the driver's job without your prior consent."

"Oh, you mean this?" Yin Nanfeng raised an eyebrow, then continued, "I remember this isn't the first time you've done something like this. Isn't it a bit late to be thinking about accepting punishment now?"

"Then we'll all be punished together," Luo Que said firmly.

Yin Nanfeng shook his head.

That's so stubborn.

"Get up. I'm not blaming you, otherwise you wouldn't be able to drive this car out."

She was the owner of the Crescent Moon Hotel; if she didn't even know what was happening under her control, she wouldn't be able to hold onto her position. Therefore, the fact that Luo Que could open a business was, of course, with her tacit approval.

"And this key..."

After Luo Que stood up, he handed the key forward again.

But Yin Nanfeng still didn't take it, and instead pushed his hand that was holding the key back.

"No."

?

Now Luo Que was truly puzzled, wondering what Yin Nanfeng meant.

Yin Nanfeng smiled faintly; this was the reason she had just been lost in thought, and also the decision she had just made.

"Luo Que, although I was the one who took you in, you're not much younger than me in terms of age. Besides being your boss, I can also be considered your half-sister."

"Since you've already made up your mind, consider this car a favor I'm doing you."

These words were completely beyond Luo Que's expectations. His first reaction was to refuse; he hadn't even repaid the debt of raising him, how could he have the face to accept something so valuable?

But Yin Nanfeng stopped it with a single sentence.

"Just take it!"

"Anyone leaving my Crescent Hotel shouldn't be too shabby. Whether things work out or not, don't lose face."

"If you're really capable, then surpass those people and rise to the top. Then my gift of this car won't have been for nothing."

Now that things have come to this point, it would be rather impolite to refuse.

Luo Que bowed respectfully, his voice steady: "Thank you for your kindness, boss."

"Alright," Yin Nanfeng said casually, waving his hand. "She's already gone far away."

As Yin Nanfeng watched Luo Que turn and chase after Shen Mingchao at her signal, a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

Huo Xiuxiu then walked over to Yin Nanfeng and teased him:

"Boss Yin is indeed very wealthy. To help his subordinates, he just gave away a globally limited edition car without hesitation. I wonder what Chairman Zhang would think if he knew about this?"

"Let him think what he wants!" Yin Nanfeng rolled her eyes. "I'm more afraid he doesn't know."

"So you did it on purpose?"

"Of course I did it on purpose. Why not make that old geezer suffer a bit? It'll save him from being idle here, eating and drinking for free."

"The scene is already chaotic enough, wouldn't it be better if I added more fuel to the fire and made it burn even brighter?"

As she spoke, she turned her head to look directly at Huo Xiuxiu and snorted coldly: "Before this Huo family head makes fun of me, he should shut his mouth. You're clearly enjoying the show more."

With her thoughts exposed, Huo Xiuxiu smiled frankly: "It's not my fault. Who could resist such a once-in-a-millennium spectacle?"

"Yes, I couldn't help it."

These words drifted back from afar; it was still a man's voice.

It was clearly not Yin Nanfeng who responded to her.

The two men turned around at the same time and looked toward the source of the sound. A man in a suit slowly walked out from the shadows under the corridor.

Zhang Rishan looked at them with a half-smile: "Watching the show is only human nature."

"I*!"

Yin Nanfeng's brow twitched violently. He grabbed Huo Xiuxiu's sleeve, his lips remaining still as he questioned her in a low voice:

"When did he get there? Didn't you notice? Or did you know he was coming and deliberately not tell me? Ah~ that explains why you suddenly brought him up."

"No." Huo Xiuxiu shook her head slightly and quickly clarified, "Don't misunderstand, I don't watch every commotion. He's better than both of us, I really didn't notice him."

"What are you whispering about? Is there something I can't know?"

Zhang Rishan smiled kindly.

But there was clearly a hidden meaning in his words.

Yin Nanfeng's face darkened. He had known the old man for many years. Since he could ask such a question, it meant that he was very likely hiding in the shadows and listening to the whole thing.

Damn! That's sneaky!

But she wasn't easily intimidated.

She nodded matter-of-factly: "It's really not convenient for you to hear our girls' private conversations."

Zhang Rishan laughed: "Alright, I'm not curious about girls' secrets. How about we talk about cars? My old car was vandalized by some people, and I want to get a new one. Nanfeng, I remember in the Crescent Hotel parking garage—"

Before he could finish speaking, Yin Nanfeng interrupted him loudly: "Don't even think about it! Figure out how to fix the car yourself if it breaks down, don't try to take advantage of me!"

"Hey~ don't be so stingy, lend it to me first—"

"No!"

I was interrupted again.

Yin Nanfeng took a deep breath, knowing the wisdom of not fighting a losing battle, and left with the words, "Everyone's here, I'm going to check on the dishes in the kitchen," before striding towards the backyard.

Good luck slipping.

Huo Xiuxiu was left alone to face Zhang Rishan.

The two were not really familiar with each other.

It's kind of awkward to be face-to-face.

Just as Huo Xiuxiu was about to find an excuse to slip away, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhang Rishan looking up at the sky from a slight angle, slowly sighing:

"The girl I've known since I was little not only doesn't help me, but she always sides with outsiders. Sigh... what a miserable life."

Huo Xiuxiu:눈_눈

Sir, I don't know what's wrong with you.

So Huo Xiuxiu ran away even faster, not only without saying a word, but also without even turning her head.