Chapter 1: The Late Girl

The phone call just now seemed to have some effect, as Xiao Yong did not actually wait for ten minutes. After a short while, the door on one side of the factory was pushed open. The newcomer, still shrouded in a dark shadow, caught sight of Xiao Yong's dim silhouette and hurriedly ran towards the center of the factory with quick, light footsteps

Hello, may I ask... is this Mr. Xiao? The voice of the visitor was surprisingly soft and tender. Although it was clear that the person who arrived must be a beautiful girl, combined with this voice that carried a hint of childishness, it became even more captivating

Xiao Yong helplessly glanced at the little girl in front of him and asked, "What is your name?"

The girl is not wearing any jewelry; her neck, wrists, and fingers are completely clean... except for...

Xiao Yongzhi straightened up, rummaged through the bag placed beside the beach chair, and took out a remote control, gently pressing a button. The halogen lights on the roof of the factory lit up. The girl was startled, stumbling slightly, but she resolutely remained in place, showing no signs of retreat.

"Xiao Yong, have you arrived? How are you?" Tan Weiyan's voice returned to normal.

"Elder brother, I have come according to your request. I guarantee you will be satisfied with m.hetushu.com. If you are not satisfied, come find me. Besides, she is no longer a high school student; she has received her graduation certificate and is attending the last supplementary class at school today. After the college entrance examination tomorrow and the day after, she will no longer be a high school student, so please be understanding. I’m hanging up now..." Tan Weiyan impatiently hung up the phone

Tan Weiyan! He shouted this name.

"Is she still not here?" Tan Weiyan felt a bit flustered and quickly said, "Please wait a moment longer; I will call her to urge her to come."

"Yes, yes... what exactly is going on?" A middle-aged man's voice on the other end of the phone said with a smile.

The cigarette burned his finger, pulling Xiao Yong back from his endless reverie. He glanced at the sky; it seemed to be around five or six o'clock. Frowning, he raised his wrist to check his watch, the steel hands of the understated yet luxurious Rolex Observatory confirming his estimation of the time. He sighed and took out his phone from his pocket, pressing the call button without a second thought. Since returning to this city, this brand-new phone had stored only one number.

"Hehe, Xiao Yong, you don't know hetushu.com. Speak up, what is it?" Tan Weiyan's voice carried a lewd tone

Xiao Yong's voice suddenly rose by an octave as he said, "I told you I wanted a professional player, why are you sending me a high school student?"

Ye Jiaying. The girl's voice is gentle and sweet, leaving a very good impression

Xiao Yong did not truly care whether the little girl would appear within ten minutes. After finishing the call, he lay down on a beach chair that seemed out of place with its surroundings, silently waiting in the shadows. At this moment, Xiao Yong found himself in a somewhat dilapidated factory. The large assembly lines that had once been installed had long been dismantled, leaving behind only circular, rust-stained, robust empty rivet holes on the ground, faintly hinting at the existence of those assembly lines and large machinery that had once been here. The lights on the factory ceiling were still intact, thanks to Xiao Yong's special instructions for someone to come and check all the cold light halogen lamps here. Tomorrow, this factory, along with the adjacent one, would begin comprehensive renovations, no longer resembling its current state. However, today, Xiao Yong still needed at least some light here to witness certain events. Yet, at present, the lights in the factory remained off, and in the vast emptiness, only Xiao Yong sat in the center. He could see the beautiful colors of the sky streaming through the iconic high side windows of the factory, but others, even if standing very close, could only make out a faint outline of him.

Tan Weiyan! He completely disregarded the astonished expression on the little girl's face in front of him and dialed Tan Weiyan's number once again

"Ten minutes," Xiao Yong said淡淡地, and then hung up the phone

He quite likes this

This girl is very beautiful. Her features are delicate and refined, and together they create a captivating presence. She has her hair styled in a ponytail; although I did not observe it closely, her black, shiny hair at least appears to be of good quality. The girl's complexion is very fair, with a subtle, healthy pink hue, a skin quality that is quite rare to see nowadays. She is wearing a white, mid-sleeve shirt paired with a black pleated skirt, black knee-high socks, and black shoes with brass buckles. Aside from the shirt, this outfit can be considered quite typical of school uniforms. Young girls wearing such attire exude youthful vitality, which is very attractive. She is wearing a white, mid-sleeve shirt paired with a black pleated skirt, black knee-high socks, and black shoes with brass buckles. Aside from the shirt, this outfit can be considered quite typical of school uniforms. Young girls wearing such attire exude youthful vitality, which is very attractive.

Xiao Yong carefully observed the young girl named Ye Jiaying. Her face was indeed beautiful, completely unadorned, and under the stark white light of the factory, her healthy complexion was at least evident. Not only her face, but also her slender arms, and the graceful lines of her legs revealed between her pleated skirt and knee-high socks, all these details could withstand scrutiny. Her fingers were long, and although her lips had a noticeable sheen from the application of petroleum jelly, the color was a pleasing natural pink. When she spoke just now, it was clear that her teeth were very white, which suggested that her smile could be displayed freely, showcasing the sweetness typical of her age. Judging purely from these aspects, this young girl indeed met his needs.

The agreed time is 5 o'clock! 5 o'clock! This means that at 5 o'clock, that beautiful girl should take off her clothes and stand in front of me. Do you understand?" Xiao Yong said bluntly

Xiao Yong lazily opened his eyes, looking at the little girl standing in front of him and the picture book... When he called Tan Weiyan, he had referred to the little girl as a general term for young and beautiful girls, but he did not expect that the one who came was indeed such a small girl. Judging by her figure, she seemed to be only around sixteen or seventeen years old

"The microphone wasn't covered tightly..." Xiao Yong snorted.

Damn it..." Xiao Yong muttered to himself. He noticed that the item pinned to the left chest of the girl's shirt was not a somewhat unrefined brooch, but rather an excessively intricate school badge: Fan Yi Girls' High School. Then, Xiao Yong noticed the bulging canvas backpack slung over the girl's back, and the large bag she was holding had a roll of paper sticking out, which seemed to be an exam paper

"Wait a moment..." The voice of Tan Weiyan coming from the phone was somewhat urgent. Soon, Xiao Yong could clearly hear a youthful girl's voice drifting through the line, "Brother Tan, come on!" Along with Tan Weiyan's overly affectionate tone, "Lily, wait a moment... hey... uh... wait a moment... this is serious, serious." Tan Weiyan's voice was filled with delight; at this hour, having not yet had dinner, he was already indulging in the company of a young girl. Until he could no longer withstand the gentle onslaught of the girl, he had no choice but to adopt a slightly more authoritative demeanor.