My Super Beautiful Lady Boss

Cheng Ling is quite clever and seemed to sense that Su Xuan had something on his mind. After eating, she sent Su Xuan to the company, and she went to volunteer for overtime work at the company.

Su Xuan sat in the office smoking moodily. At this moment, Wang Chuanjiang walked in.

"Wang Chuanjiang, let me ask you something. Is there a Pan family in the Imperial Capital?"

"Pan family? Do you mean a prestigious family?"

"Yes!"

Su Xuan kept thinking about the look in Pan Chenyu’s eyes when he looked at him.

"I’ve never heard of a distinguished Pan family here! Boss, are you looking for someone?"

Wang Chuanjiang asked curiously.

"It’s nothing, I was just asking!"

Su Xuan scratched his head, feeling a bit uneasy. If that’s the case, the influence of the Pan family’s power hasn’t reached here, or else he would have known something about it. Prestigious families have their networks, so if there were a Pan family in the Imperial Capital, Wang Chuanjiang would naturally know.

"In a couple of days, I’m going to leave the company for a few days. You should keep an eye on things here and make sure nothing goes wrong!"

Calculating the time, Su Xuan was about to head to Tianyi Castle. The World Martial Arts Meeting was about to start, and Su Xuan was accompanying Luo Tianyi. According to Luo Tianyi, the meeting lasts three days, so he needed to be away for at least three days.

"Don’t worry boss, I’ll take good care of the company!"

"Good, in a few days coordinate well with the hotel, I will arrange for someone to enter the hotel then!"

Su Xuan was referring, of course, to Deng Xiaolu. Dong Jianwen mentioned that Deng Xiaolu had talent in this area, so Su Xuan was naturally willing to help her solve this trouble.

"Alright, I’m going out for a walk!"

After smoking a pack of cigarettes in the office, Su Xuan felt his head was getting muddy and uncomfortable, so he decided to drive around for a bit.

As soon as he drove to the company’s gate, a Lamborghini pulled up next to him.

"Bro, wanna play?"

Su Xuan smiled wryly. It was that spoiled rich kid from Dynasty International. Su Xuan didn’t have any aversion to this spoiled rich kid.

"Let’s go!"

Su Xuan said as he stepped on the gas pedal, and the whole car roared away. The two luxury cars raced down the road neck and neck, eventually arriving at the peak of Tianding Mountain in the Imperial Capital, overlooking the cityscape. Su Xuan took out a cigarette, feeling much more refreshed after the race.

"Want one?"

"Cough cough... pass me that!" The spoiled rich kid was evidently not used to smoking this type of cigarette; after a couple of puffs, his face turned red from choking.

"You know what, your third cousin came to me yesterday!"

"Haha, was she asking to get back together?"

Su Xuan said with a mischievous grin.

"Of course, she was! Hey, why are there so many materialistic women these days? Why can’t I meet one or two who are genuinely sincere?"

"Kid, it’s because you don’t really want it, so naturally you won’t meet them. In your eyes, women are more like clothes—you change them whenever you want. So, the women around you are naturally like disposable clothes!"

"Man, the way you put it makes so much sense; it really seems like that’s the case!"

"Pfft..."

Su Xuan couldn’t help but laugh, looking at the scenery of the Imperial Capital, he said.

"So many young people come here with dreams, yet how many end up battered and bruised!"

"Can’t you stop being so pessimistic? Honestly, with your skills in driving, are you a professional?"

Regarding Su Xuan’s driving skills, this spoiled rich kid was genuinely impressed. The kid is a car enthusiast; his car was modified, while Su Xuan’s was clearly not. Yet, no matter how he drove, he just couldn’t surpass Su Xuan.

"Cars to me are just tools for getting around, rare to play with! And you, play less with cars! I’m telling you this as a friend; one mistake and you won’t even have a chance to play with women!"

Su Xuan gently reminded him. Actually, Su Xuan wasn’t that fond of playing with cars because ultimately, it’s dangerous. Once a certain speed is reached, any mishap could spiral out of control, even if he had strong Dark Strength.

"I just play casually!"

The spoiled rich kid stuck out his tongue, a bit embarrassed.

"Just reminding you, I once knew someone who gambled away the entire family estate over racing. While you’re a spoiled kid, don’t end up squandering your father’s entire legacy. Some people, you just can’t outplay!"

Since Su Xuan found the spoiled rich kid likable, he was willing to give him more advice!

"I understand that!"

The spoiled rich kid seemed to accept Su Xuan’s words, expressing gratitude.

"You’re not seriously into gambling with cars, are you?"

Su Xuan glared at the spoiled rich kid, feeling inside that this guy wouldn’t be another Pan Ziguang!

"How did you know!"

"Oh come on, you actually are! Do you realize that’s basically gambling?"

Su Xuan rolled his eyes, thinking that people who gamble are quite risky, as they often lose even their most basic judgment.

"Hey, to tell you the truth, I haven’t been doing it for long. My dad always thought I was useless. A while back, on a friend’s recommendation, I joined a racing club. They said it could make money. Honestly, although I seem carefree, I’ve always wished to amount to something. My old man never recognized me, so I thought maybe I could make some money on my own..."

The spoiled rich kid laid everything out for Su Xuan, who listened and then shook his head helplessly.

It turned out this spoiled rich kid also wanted a career of his own, but he was indeed the type who idled around all the time, and his father had high expectations, so he never managed to achieve much.

Previously, a friend introduced him to a racer gig, where being a driver paid five hundred yuan per trip. This was really just to add numbers, driving out and back, earning a couple of hundred yuan per trip.

Initially, the spoiled rich kid was quite satisfied because he was finally earning his own money. However, he later found that the skills of those racers were quite poor, and they were betting money. The first place could even win fifty thousand, which led the spoiled rich kid to start dreaming. He saw it as a great opportunity to get rich, although he never lacked money, he also wanted to show off in front of his father.

So he joined a real racing club, which, in all honesty, was engaging in gambling. At the start, it was easy. The racers were amateurs, he left them far behind, earning over fifty thousand in ten-odd days. He was ecstatic, feeling as if he had finally found his life’s direction. That excitement kept him awake for days.