Chapter 1448: Chapter 698:
Watching Ning Yue leave, Fang Cheng turned and walked toward the VIP parking area.
A brand-new Bentley Flying Spur sat quietly in the parking space, its champagne-colored paint glistening under the sun with a luxurious sheen.
Su Xiaole beat him to it, opening the rear door and placing a hand on the car’s roof edge:
"Chairman, please."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly, bending down to sit inside the car.
The door closed softly, instantly blocking out the noise and heat from outside.
The engine started, and a low, dense hum subtly rose from the chassis.
Cool air quickly flowed from the air conditioning vents, swiftly sweeping away the stuffy heat inside the car.
Su Xiaole shifted into drive and smoothly drove the luxury sedan out of the dealership’s doors.
Fang Cheng leaned back in the seat and raised his hand to press the adjustment button on the seat side, finding a comfortable sitting posture.
The leather seats provided an intense sense of wrapping, with the soft, delicate material closely fitting the contours of his back.
The built-in Comfort Sitting Posture feature activated, with hidden airbags in the shoulders, thighs, and sides of the waist alternately inflating, massaging the muscles with moderate strength, actively relieving the fatigue from traveling.
He glanced around the cabin.
The natural wood grain trim and diamond-stitched leather echoed each other, while behind the central armrest was a small built-in car refrigerator.
The screen on the central console displayed a 3D surround image, providing real-time feedback from four different high-definition cameras on the external environment without any blind spots.
Moreover, the car was equipped with a high-sensitivity narrow lane assist system, capable of automatically avoiding obstacles in narrow passages.
The vehicle also hid ten safety airbags throughout, including side curtain airbags for both the front and rear, achieving an extreme level of safety defense.
The chassis was fitted with an air shock absorption system, acting like a sound-absorbing sponge, neutralizing the undulations and bumps from the road.
As a top-level luxury brand, Bentley’s comfort and safety almost reached the industry’s peak standard.
Compared to other flashy supercars or luxury vehicles, the Bentley Flying Spur exhibited a restrained, stable appearance, not overly ostentatious, making it the preferred choice for many "old money" classes.
Apart from its high price, it perfectly met Fang Cheng’s requirements for a car to choose for his mother.
"Chairman, are we heading to Old Factory Street now?"
Su Xiaole gripped the steering wheel with both hands, focusing on the road ahead as he asked.
"Hmm."
Fang Cheng responded with a light hum through his nose.
"Alright."
Su Xiaole did not speak further, concentrating on driving attentively.
His driving skills were excellent, and the car drove extremely steadily, without noticeable jerk even when crossing speed bumps.
Fang Cheng was quite satisfied with this new driver and bodyguard.
Su Xiaole had just been recruited by the Illuminati, having served in a certain ace special forces unit as the leader of a frontline sharp knife squad.
After retiring, he offended people due to his straightforward nature, resigned from a government agency, and struggled to find suitable employment, feeling dissatisfied.
Later, introduced by Monkey, he joined the intelligence department of the Illuminati.
The Professor personally checked his files; he came from an ordinary farming family, with absolutely clean background.
Not only was his combat quality outstanding, but he was also smart and perceptive.
Keeping him around his mother would save Fang Cheng a lot of concerns.
Street scenes outside the car window quickly receded as Fang Cheng directed his gaze toward the light and shadow-dappled trees along the avenue.
It’s been exactly four days since the bloody massacre of Black Shark Organization members at Peace Farm.
Everything was as he expected; the aftermath was calm.
The Special Search Team didn’t conduct any investigation on this case.
As for the Ideal Land hidden behind Black Shark, it was like a kite with its string cut, completely disappearing without leaving a trace.
Since the adversary hadn’t taken any action, Fang Cheng wouldn’t pay too much attention, only maintaining his defenses and vigilance.
These few days, his life’s pattern was surprisingly regular.
Aside from unwavering daily training, he also regularly went to work at the Special Search Team sanatorium in the West Mountain.
Occasionally, he’d return to Old Factory Street to check the progress of the tubular building’s renovation, although most of the decoration matters were handled by his mother, Li Biyun.
He spent the remaining time mainly dealing with the affairs of the Illuminati and following up on Li Jie’s recovery.
Thinking of Li Jie, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but shake his head secretly.
The guy was severely injured by Ghost Fox, who broke his limbs.
Though he survived, missing the best time for bone-setting after the first twenty-four-hour critical rescue period.
Even though Li Jie’s physical quality was far beyond ordinary, according to standard Western medical rehabilitation theories, if he was an average person, he’d spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
But Fang Cheng didn’t plan to give up.
He decided to take Li Jie as a ready-made experiment subject, to further try combining True Qi with his own medical skills, which might produce a miraculous effect after breaking and re-establishing.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng slightly moved his mind, and a faint glow appeared on his retina, with a light blue attribute panel quietly emerging.
He skillfully switched to the skill interface, his gaze lowered, landing on a piece of data that had just been upgraded not long ago:
[Massage Level 1 (33/250)]
Recently, the West Mountain Sanatorium seemed to have encountered some kind of opportunity, as the number of patients sent in had inexplicably doubled compared to before.
Colleague Lin Yue was tired every day with a sore waist and back, complaining endlessly.
Fang Cheng was leisurely, as he had never regarded this job as a way to make ends meet, but rather as a treasure trove for gaining skill experience.
Each patient cured could bring tangible, concrete experience gains.
Watching the numbers in the skill bar rise rapidly, the sense of fulfillment made him full of energy every day.
With this efficiency in treating and saving people, within two months at most, his skills in bone setting, massage, and even acupoint should be able to continuously break through the bottleneck and elevate from entry and expert levels to the Grandmaster level.
While pondering, the speed of the car gradually slowed down.
"Chairman, after two intersections ahead, it’s Yu Ying Private Primary School."
Su Xiaole glanced at the navigation and timely reminded:
"Would you like to make a side trip to pick up Miss Wen?"
Fang Cheng heard this and his thoughts were pulled back to reality.
With this reminder, Fang Cheng suddenly remembered that today was indeed the breakup ceremony at Yu Ying Primary School, and also the day when Wen Xin, that girl, would receive her end-of-term exam report card.
"Let’s make a trip."
Fang Cheng instructed.
"Alright."
Su Xiaole responded, turned on the signal light, and drove the Bentley steadily into the left lane, heading towards the school.
A few minutes later.
The car stopped steadily under the shade of the trees outside Yu Ying Private Primary School.
Sunlight filtered through the large leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides, casting mottled and flickering spots on the champagne-colored car body.
At this point, the street outside the school gate was already filled with various cars.
Many parents held sun umbrellas or waved summer activity flyers, gathering expectantly outside the iron gate.
Fang Cheng sat in the back seat, raised his left hand and glanced at his watch.
The hands had just crossed the ten-thirty mark.
By the school’s usual practice, the breakup ceremony typically ends at this time.
As he had just thought of this, a crisp school bell rang inside the campus.
The tightly shut electric retractable gate then slowly opened.
The previously quiet campus suddenly injected with vitality, instantly boiling over.
The sound of lively conversation and laughter intertwined, flowing from the playground to the school gate.
These elementary school students, like a flock of chirping homing sparrows, walked out in order under the guidance of security guards.
Fang Cheng, through the dark car window glass, searched back and forth among the crowd.
After a short while, a small figure came into view.
Wen Xin, carrying a pink cartoon backpack, walked slowly out of the school gate.
Today, she wore a neat summer school uniform, a white, short-sleeved, collared shirt paired with a navy pleated skirt, and donned a pair of white knee-high socks and little leather shoes.
The sunlight shone on her cheeks, showing a healthy blush, her big, bright, dark eyes glancing around.
Fang Cheng’s fingers rested on the car door handle, pressing the control button.
The car window silently lowered, allowing a wave of hot air from the asphalt road to roll into the air-conditioned car cabin.
He slightly stuck his head out, shouting towards the direction of the school gate:
"Wen Xin."
His clear voice penetrated through the surrounding noise.
The little girl’s steps halted, she quickly turned her head in the direction of the sound.
When she saw the unfamiliar luxury car parked on the roadside, and inside emerged that familiar face, her dark eyes sparkled instantly.
The disappointment on Wen Xin’s face quickly faded, replaced by a radiant smile.
Excitedly clutching the strap of her backpack, she broke away from the crowd, and ran towards the Bentley.
Her crisp, immature voice was full of unconcealable surprise:
"Brother!"
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