6: Chapter 6: Finally, the car started moving.

5:30 PM.

On the Second Ring Road in Jinghai City.

A cool sports car was crawling along at a speed entirely inconsistent with its performance.

The Maserati MC20, bearing the Trident of Neptune, had finally been successfully driven out of the dealership.

Fortunately, Chen Shuting had a driver's license.

However, Chen Shuting was a total novice.

She hadn't really touched a car since she passed her driving test.

This meant that even though she had managed to get the car on the road, she didn't dare to increase the speed at all.

"Big sister, could you please drive a little faster? You were making fun of me, but you're not doing so well yourself! If we wait for you to drive to the restaurant, I think I'll starve to death."

An Xin looked at the speedometer, which read less than 30 km/h, and couldn't help but complain.

"Okay, okay."

Chen Shuting was embarrassed by An Xin's words, her little face turning red.

But even though she agreed, An Xin watched as...

40 km/h!

Well, she really did speed up a little.

He was speechless, thinking to himself: It looks like I need to get my own driver's license as soon as possible!

Still, it had to be said.

A luxury car is a luxury car; no other cars dared to get close on the road, creating a vacuum zone around them.

...

Finally, after a thirty-minute drive took a full hour and a half, An Xin finally arrived at the place to eat.

I won't even mention the parking process; in short, it was...

A complete disaster!

This was a private Sichuan restaurant.

It wasn't well-known among the general public, but it was deeply loved by some wealthy people.

An Xin only knew about it because he had seen it online after short-form video media became popular in his previous life.

Many celebrities and influencers had checked in there, and they had given it very high ratings.

Originally, Chen Shuting had planned to treat An Xin to Japanese food, but An Xin wasn't interested in it at all.

That stuff was either steak cooked until it was bloody, or just a bunch of raw things.

It really wasn't An Xin's cup of tea.

Especially since An Xin would get diarrhea whenever he ate raw food.

So, in the end, An Xin thought of this place.

Facts proved it.

The taste of this Sichuan restaurant was indeed excellent.

Except for being a bit expensive, there wasn't a single flaw.

The meal actually cost An Xin nearly 10,000 yuan.

But was this amount of money even a concern for An Xin now?

Yes, that's right, An Xin paid the bill in the end.

[You have spent 9,800 yuan, and received a cashback of 19,600 yuan.]

"I said I would treat you, but I let you spend money again," Chen Shuting said embarrassedly.

An Xin waved his hand to indicate she shouldn't mind.

He generously stated that he couldn't possibly let a girl pay when going out to eat with her.

Inside, however, he was secretly delighted.

Earned another 9,800, how wonderful!

...

After a satisfying meal.

Next, it was time to find a place to stay.

"Let's go, to the Shangri-La Hotel."

Hearing An Xin mention the hotel, Chen Shuting, who was driving, felt her heart skip a beat.

She suddenly became a little nervous.

However, she didn't say anything, her eyes still fixed on the road ahead as she drove.

Seeing that she had no reaction, An Xin couldn't help but curl his lips into a playful smile.

Rumble...

The Maserati MC20's engine roared, finally stopping at the entrance of the Shangri-La Hotel.

The hotel had a dedicated doorman to help with parking.

This saved An Xin and the others the trouble of parking.

After skipping a process that would have given him a headache, An Xin walked into the hotel lobby first.

While Chen Shuting followed silently behind him.

"Hello, please open a presidential suite for me," An Xin said to the young receptionist.

As one of the few five-star hotels in Jinghai City, the Shangri-La Hotel naturally had presidential suites.

Hearing this, the receptionist looked up at An Xin, then at Chen Shuting behind him, and nodded: "Certainly, sir. The price for our presidential suite is 40,000 per night. How many nights would you like to book?"

"5 nights!"

Don't ask why it's 5 nights.

If you ask, it's because the price for 5 nights is just about enough to exhaust the cashback limit provided by the system.

He was a professional at milking the system.

An Xin handed his bank card and ID card to the receptionist.

[You have spent 200,000 yuan, and received a cashback of 400,000 yuan.]

Watching An Xin spend 200,000 without blinking, Chen Shuting, even though she was already somewhat used to it, couldn't help but gasp.

Spending so much money just to stay in a hotel was enough to pay the down payment for a small two-bedroom apartment in Jinghai now.

Even the receptionist working here, looking at the 200,000 she had personally swiped away, was inwardly shocked.

She had been working here for two or three years.

But the presidential suite was rarely booked; it wasn't even booked a few times a year.

Not to mention someone booking it for 5 days at a time.

Holding the room card.

Led by the hotel staff, An Xin quickly found the room.

Pushing open the door, what came into view was a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Standing in front of the window, the night view of Jinghai City was unobstructed.

The overall decoration of the room combined Chinese and Western styles, possessing both the elegant and ancient charm of Chinese style and the light luxury and personality of Western style.

An Xin walked slowly into the room, only to find that Chen Shuting behind him hadn't followed.

"What's wrong?" An Xin asked.

Chen Shuting swallowed nervously and said: "Mr. An, since you have arrived at the room, I won't disturb your rest. I'll head back first."

She couldn't let go after all.

However, having come this far, how could An Xin let her leave?

He reached out and pulled her into the room directly.

At the same time, he slammed the door shut.

Then he domineeringly pinned her against the door: "Stay here tonight!"

"Mr., Mr. An... Mmph..."

Chen Shuting wanted to say something more, but the place where she was speaking was directly blocked by An Xin lowering his head.

She patted An Xin a few times.

But An Xin remained completely unmoved.

Realizing that there was probably no possibility of her leaving, Chen Shuting finally gave up struggling.

Click...

The living room lights went out, and the curtains automatically closed.

A sound came from the darkness.

"Wash, wash up..."

"It's fine, we'll have to wash again later anyway!"

An Xin had finally "driven his first car."

Under the pitch-black night sky, who was letting out bursts of low murmurs?