Chapter 6, Outwitting the Old Pervert

"My hands are tied," Se'an shouted while gripping the steering wheel. "I can't write a cash check."

"No!" Zhang Keke laughed and said, "This is your retribution. Who told you to try to drug my drink with my assistant? You deserve it!"

Manager An, would you like to know what car is next to you?" Zhang Keke called out to Se An.

Achoo! Se An suddenly sneezed, feeling a chill run down his spine, as if a cool breeze had blown past him. Instinctively, Se An shrank his neck, puzzled. On such a hot day, and dressed not too lightly, how could he feel so cold?

While Se An was puzzled, an incredible event occurred. A silver sports car suddenly appeared from nowhere beside his Audi, almost keeping pace with Se An's vehicle, neither overtaking nor falling behind. "Can you drive? This is very dangerous!" Se An shouted at the silver sports car, but he immediately realized something even more terrifying—that the silver sports car was empty and was actually moving on its own.

When Se An was feeling frustrated, Zhang Keke had already begun to gracefully make her way into the hotel, playfully saying, "Manager An, I am already hungry; let’s eat while we chat." He Hao also followed suit, moving slowly into the hotel. Se An, feeling helpless, could only force a smile and engage in light-hearted conversation with Zhang Keke as they entered the hotel.

"No," He Hao shook his head and said, "Even if it were two million, you could never buy me to harm you." Upon hearing He Hao's words, Zhang Keke felt a slight flush on her face and suddenly experienced a sweet sensation in her heart. However, He Hao was already questioning himself: if someone truly offered me two million to harm Zhang Keke, would I agree? ... Perhaps ... I might.

After receiving the cash check from Se An, which was scrawled and stained with tears and mucus, Zhang Keke let out a delicate laugh, took out three talismans, and softly chanted a few phrases. The talismans emitted a red glow. "Go!" Zhang Keke exclaimed as she threw the talismans at the silver sports car. The car immediately caught fire and burned silently, soon vanishing into thin air. When Se An stepped on the brakes again, the Audi regained control, gradually slowing down until it came to a complete stop. Only then did Se An slump in the driver's seat like a dead pig, his entire body drenched as if he had just been pulled from the water, soaked in sweat and some other liquid.

As the distance to Zhang Keke's red BMW shrank to less than one hundred meters, Se An let out a hearty laugh, turned on the car's sound system, and intense rock music immediately blared forth. Se An smugly hummed along, contemplating what methods to employ to lure Zhang Keke to a hotel after intercepting her, and how to deal with this beautiful girl who squandered his money once they were in the room.

Oh my God! The figure in the picture, with a pale complexion, cried out: "Quick, save me! I don't want to die. I have a wife and a mistress, as well as another mistress to support. My daughter just graduated from university not long ago, and I need to support her too. Please, save me."

"Heavenly Lord, save me!" Se An cried out repeatedly, frantically steering the wheel and pressing the brake, but the Audi showed no signs of slowing down, unable to shake off the silver sports car. Instead, it only accelerated, leaving Se An in a state of panic, drenched in sweat, tears, and snot. At that moment, Zhang Keke's car also picked up speed, catching up to Se An's vehicle. The three cars raced side by side on the suburban highway, in a perilous situation.

Zhang Keke's words made Se An suddenly realize, and Se An immediately glared at He Hao. The people at the nearby table also cast disdainful glances at He Hao, and faintly, one could hear mocking voices referring to him as a country bumpkin, a rustic fool, and a glutton. He Hao, who was unjustly accused, stood up in a cold sweat, mumbled, "I’m going to the restroom," and hurriedly ran away, finally escaping the center of contemptuous gazes.

I no longer dare. The speed of the car has exceeded 100 kilometers per hour, and the streetlights along the roadside have almost turned into lines. Se An, in a panic, cried out: "Miss Zhang Keke, dear aunt, I know I was wrong, I know you are the kindest exorcist in the world, please save me."

When He Hao returned to the dining table, Zhang Keke was already comfortably enjoying her meal. Upon seeing He Hao come back, Zhang Keke hurriedly whispered, "Eat quickly, take whatever you like, and if it's not enough, just ask for more; that old lecher won't refuse you." After saying this, Zhang Keke scooped a whole plate of black caviar into her mouth and began to chew heartily.

Zhang Keke caught up with Se An's car and said with a playful smile, "Alright, it's a deal. You just need to hand over a cash check right now, and I will save you immediately"

Seeing He Hao hesitating, Se An spoke sternly: "Fine, I will go all out. I will add another 10,000 for you. You should be satisfied now, right? Don't be greedy!"

"It's nothing, your car has been taken over by a ghost vehicle. It will crash into the river ten kilometers ahead. If you don't write it down soon, it will be too late," Zhang Keke shouted with a smile.

Since this is the most extravagant place, Zhang Keke certainly would not miss the opportunity to teach a lesson to the old lecher Se An, who dared to have designs on her. She ordered ten portions each of caviar and foie gras for herself and He Hao, five portions of salmon jelly each, and naturally, Burgundy red wine. The waiter and Se An were nearly wide-eyed in astonishment. Fortunately, the most expensive truffles were out of stock; otherwise, this meal would have cost Se An the price of a car.

Zhang Keke seemed to know that Se An was pursuing her car, deliberately weaving left and right on the highway, trying to shake off Se An's pursuit. However, Se An was determined to have a close encounter tonight and relentlessly followed her. The two cars were in a front-and-back formation, and within half an hour, they had driven out of the city. Once they entered the suburbs, the traffic on the highway significantly decreased. Se An let out a hearty laugh, slammed the accelerator, and the car's speed immediately soared to over 80 kilometers per hour, quickly closing the distance to Zhang Keke's luxurious vehicle.

In the restroom, with not much bladder capacity left, He Hao let out a long sigh, filled with regret for accompanying Zhang Keke to the upscale restaurant. He secretly mocked himself, saying: "He Hao, even if you wear a dragon robe, you don't look like a prince; it seems you are destined to eat at roadside stalls." Just as He Hao was wallowing in self-pity, another person entered the restroom, looking furious. It was Se An, who had been beaten to a bloody pulp by Zhang Keke. He Hao secretly mocked himself again, thinking: "He Hao, even if you wear a dragon robe, you don't look like a prince; it seems you are destined to eat at roadside stalls." As He Hao continued to wallow in self-pity, another person entered the restroom, looking furious, and it was Se An, who had been beaten to a bloody pulp by Zhang Keke.

Due to a lack of funds for drinking, He Hao's tolerance for alcohol was not substantial. After He Hao downed the last glass of red wine, he leaned his head against Zhang Keke's soft body. Se An was overjoyed and quickly said to Zhang Keke: "Miss Zhang, your assistant is drunk. I will have someone take him home first, and then how about we go for a walk elsewhere?"

"There is no need to trouble Manager An," Zhang Keke said as she helped He Hao up. "I have finished eating as well; let me take him back. It is getting late, and I have heard that Manager An's wife is quite formidable. You should also return home to rest early. Thank you for your hospitality." After saying this, Zhang Keke did not wait for any agreement from An and helped He Hao out.

"Ghost car!" Zhang Keke exclaimed with a playful laugh, "That car was involved in an accident in this area before, and the driver on board met an untimely death. The lingering resentment prevents it from reincarnating, and it must claim a substitute victim. Today, with your ill intentions towards me, this ghost car has set its sights on you"

"Kid, are you deliberately opposing me?" Se An gripped He Hao's collar with one hand, while the other hand pulled out a stack of hundred-yuan bills and a plastic bag containing white powder, saying fiercely: "I have already spent a total of three hundred thousand to pursue that girl. If you know what's good for you, put this bag of drugs into that girl's drink after dinner, and leave immediately. This ten thousand yuan will be yours. If you dare to delay my plans, I will spend money to have someone deal with you!"

"Three hundred thousand!" Se Yan cried out in despair, "Are you kidding me? Last time, when you helped me exorcise the evil spirits from my Yayi'an supermarket, it only cost two hundred thousand. Today, you've charged me three hundred thousand again. Can't you lower the price a bit?"

As Se An stormed out of the hotel in a fit of rage, Zhang Keke's red BMW was already running. Zhang Keke even leaned out of the window to wave and said, "Manager An, goodbye." The BMW and the delivery vehicle took off, quickly merging onto the highway. Se An cursed under his breath, jostling his hefty frame as he rushed to his own Audi, started the engine, and slammed on the gas to give chase.

Although Se An returned to the dining table with a beaming smile, the look in his eyes directed at He Hao was already lethal. Taking the opportunity, Zhang Keke picked up a glass of red wine and sweetly said, "Manager An, I wish you prosperous business and may you grow younger with each passing year." Se An smiled broadly, raised his glass to gently clink with Zhang Keke's, and tilted his head back to down the red wine, the taste of which was already unknown to him. After putting down the glass, he cast a venomous glance at He Hao, while a glimmer of triumph flashed in Zhang Keke's eyes.

He Hao sat down and looked around, lowering his voice to say: "Keke, just now Se An took out 20,000 yuan in the bathroom and asked me to drug your drink. I refused, so be careful yourself"

Zhang Keke shot a glance at He Hao and then whispered, "You idiot, why did you refuse him? While you two were in the restroom just now, I already put the powder in the old pervert's drink. As long as he drinks it, we can leave. Are you still worried about him using any drugs? It's 20,000 yuan, why not take it?"

"I can save you," Zhang Keke shouted with a laugh, "but it cannot be for free; a fee of 300,000 for the exorcism, and I will save your life."

Like a puppet, Zhang Keke commanded He Hao to look up, and he did; when she told him to stand tall, he complied. Although he stood upright, his movements were incredibly stiff, resembling a robot, which drew the ridicule of passing socialites. Occasionally, people pointed and whispered about He Hao. He himself did not care about the mockery, but the increasingly displeased expression on the willful and headstrong Zhang Keke's face suggested she was on the verge of an outburst

"How did he get here?" Se An ran up to Zhang Keke before realizing He Hao's presence, and asked somewhat unhappily. He Hao felt very awkward, while Zhang Keke smiled slightly and said in a delicate voice: "He is my assistant, of course he needs to be by my side at all times. In case of any emergencies, he can help me at any moment."

"Miss Zhang, can you eat all this?" Se An trembled as he carefully poured himself a glass of Burgundy wine, cautiously asking Zhang Keke. Zhang Keke waved her hand towards He Hao and pretended to sigh, saying, "There's no choice; I have to feed my useless assistant. Otherwise, I would be accused of employee abuse."

He Hao stared at the stack of bright red hundred-yuan bills and the white medicine package, his throat feeling somewhat dry, and his heart filled with indecision. If he were to take this ten thousand yuan, he could immediately repay the money he owed to his classmates, ... and it would also allow him to sustain himself for a period of time, but ...

Se An was in a panic, having spent so much money to attract the mermaid, yet he hadn't even touched her hand before she attempted to slip away. Where in the world could one find such a good opportunity? Se An hurriedly stood up to chase after her, but Zhang Keke had learned martial arts from her parents since childhood. Even while supporting the heavily intoxicated He Hao, she moved swiftly. How could Se An, with a waist circumference of six feet, catch up? He was further obstructed by the waiter who insisted on settling the bill, leaving him helplessly watching as Zhang Keke and He Hao walked away.

Miss Zhang. A brand new Audi pulled into the parking lot in front of the hotel. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Se'an shouted in his coarse, gravelly voice, "I’m really sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way, I’m five minutes late." This evening, Se'an was also dressed very elegantly, wearing the most luxurious suit, a tie made of pearls, and his balding head was slicked back, smoothly covering the exposed scalp. On his ten fingers, twelve gold and platinum rings sparkled, exuding a certain nouveau riche aura.

Oh no! Se An shouted in a moment of panic, hurriedly releasing the accelerator to step on the brake. However, the Audi emitted a low rumble, its speed not only failing to decrease but actually increasing, nearly colliding with Zhang Keke's sports car ahead. Fortunately, Zhang Keke timely turned the steering wheel to avoid the impact, but that silver-white car continued to closely tail Se An's vehicle, showing no signs of backing off.

Perhaps to flaunt wealth or to display artistic taste, Se'an had also reserved a notoriously expensive French restaurant in this already costly hotel. The luxurious and elegant decor left He Hao, a country bumpkin, in awe, yet it also made him feel more constrained and inferior, wishing he could escape back home to make instant noodles rather than dine here. Fortunately, he quickly found the seat reserved by Se'an and immediately chose a corner to sit down, lowering his head in a daze. The luxurious and elegant decor left He Hao, a country bumpkin, in awe, yet it also made him feel more constrained and inferior, wishing he could escape back home to make instant noodles rather than dine here. Fortunately, he quickly found the seat reserved by Se'an and immediately chose a corner to sit down, lowering his head in a daze.

Se An, who is lecherous, remains undeterred. Although he lacks the courage to place the drug in Zhang Keke's food in front of He Hao, who is aware of the situation, he still calls for several bottles of red wine and continuously persuades Zhang Keke to drink, hoping to get her drunk. Unfortunately, Zhang Keke only takes a sip of the red wine and hands the rest over to He Hao to drink on her behalf. He Hao, intent on protecting Zhang Keke, naturally does not refuse, and nearly all the bottles of red wine are consumed by him alone. This infuriates Se An, turning his face pale with rage, and he nearly tears He Hao apart on the spot. Unfortunately, Zhang Keke only takes a sip of the red wine and hands the rest over to He Hao to drink on her behalf. He Hao, intent on protecting Zhang Keke, naturally does not refuse, and nearly all the bottles of red wine are consumed by him alone. This infuriates Se An, turning his face pale with rage, and he nearly tears He Hao apart on the spot.

"Lift your head, straighten your chest, and hold your head high." Zhang Keke, dressed in a black evening gown, quietly admonished He Hao, "You are here to consume; even if you are taking advantage of others, do not embarrass me." Zhang Keke was already stunningly beautiful, and tonight she had made a special effort to dress up. The black evening gown accentuated her skin, which was as fair as snow, making her look even more radiant. Within less than a minute of standing at the hotel entrance, she had already become the focal point of attention. In contrast, He Hao, whose appearance and attire were quite ordinary, seemed out of place beside her.

"Oh no, how could I forget that Miss Zhang is a busy person? Look at my memory!" Se'an slapped his forehead, wearing a look of sudden realization. At this moment, Se'an felt an immense anger in his heart. Today, he had deceived his wife and daughter at home to sneak out alone, under the pretense of a meeting with another director of the United Yayi'an Supermarket, nicknamed 'Fat Fish.' He had planned to recoup his daytime expenses with interest from Zhang Keke, but unexpectedly, Zhang Keke brought along her poor assistant, which was an enormous buzzkill.

"What car?" Se An asked, drenched in sweat, as the speed of the Audi had already soared to 90 kilometers per hour

Oh my. Se'an crawled out of the car with his legs weak and limp, making his way to the roadside to catch his breath and rest. After a long while, Se'an finally trembled as he took out his phone to call his friend Fat Fish. "Fat Fish, it's Se'an. Hurry and bring someone to pick me up, I've had an accident..." Se'an was solely focused on calling for help, unaware that several pale shadows had already begun to emerge behind him.

Apologies. He Hao pushed aside Se An's chubby hand and walked out of the restroom dejectedly. Behind him, Se An's menacing voice echoed, "You little brat, you have guts, remember this!"

Thank you for the check, Manager An. After turning the car around, Zhang Keke parked next to Se'an's vehicle, holding the check and shaking it as she said, "I hope you will take good care of my business in the future. Since you are the first customer I received after obtaining my official exorcism certificate, I will give you a 5% discount." After saying this, the BMW sped forward towards the city, leaving behind a trail of laughter like silver bells.

"If you don't agree, then forget it." Zhang Keke eased off the accelerator, immediately creating distance from Se'an's car. Se'an frantically shouted, "Three hundred thousand, just three hundred thousand! I'll pay! Please save me!"

Standing at the entrance of the resplendent Shangri-La Hotel, He Hao realized how truly small and pitiable he was. Although he was wearing a brand new suit that Zhang Keke had fraudulently obtained from Egg Mom for him today, and the brand was quite decent, improving his appearance significantly, He Hao's inherent demeanor could not be changed in an instant. He still appeared timid and pitiable, even the doorman at the hotel looked far more impressive than him, not to mention the wealthy elites coming and going.

Although He Hao was somewhat afraid of Se An's venomous gaze, upon seeing Se An drink the wine that had been cursed with ash, his heart, which had been in his throat, immediately settled in his stomach. He felt at ease and lowered his head to savor the French delicacies. Under Zhang Keke's guidance, He Hao also knew when to indulge. The glistening black caviar and the delicious foie gras could each cost him half a year's salary. Se An's face turned ashen as he watched, silently vowing hundreds of times to take He Hao's life.