Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?

Yan Ning instinctively struggled, but Zhang Jingdong kissed her delicate hand and then let her go.

Yan Ning was immediately both embarrassed and annoyed: "You... if you keep being so presumptuous, you're going out!"

Zhang Jingdong knew she wasn't really angry, so he changed the subject: "Mr. Yan, we've just talked about such a big deal, how about we go out for a meal to celebrate?"

"Besides, we've known each other for so long, and it seems we've never had dinner alone together, what do you say?"

Yan Ning hesitated for a moment, then said, "I... I still have a lot of work to do, let's talk about it next time."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

Zhang Jingdong said while casually crossing his legs: "I'll wait for you to finish everything before we go."

"You..."

Yan Ning was at a loss for words, mainly because this guy's skin was really too thick.

Seeing that she was swayed, Zhang Jingdong continued: "Mr. Yan, in ancient times when people hired a tutor for their children, they would throw a banquet. Though I am teaching Zifeng to repay a favor, you as a parent should still respect the teacher, right?"

Now Yan Ning was truly out of options, after all, this guy was going to teach Zifeng tonight.

So she glared at him resentfully: "...Fine, go downstairs and wait for me, I'll come down in a bit."

Seeing she had finally agreed, Zhang Jingdong pushed further: "I didn't drive, so I'll have to ride with you."

Yan Ning's brows furrowed slightly: "What are you up to now? Where's your car?"

Zhang Jingdong made up an excuse: "I had an accident this morning, I haven't had the time to arrange for another car. I've been taking cabs for errands today."

"If you don't believe me, you can go down now and see if my black Range Rover is there."

Seeing that Zhang Jingdong didn't seem to be joking, Yan Ning pursed her lips: "Alright, then go to the second basement floor first, I'll ask my assistant to take you there."

Yan Ning said this and dialed an internal number on the desk phone: "Jie Yu, come here for a moment."

Soon, the office door was pushed open, and He Jieyu walked in.

"Mr. Yan?"

"Now, take Mr. Zhang to the car, and then call Sister Mei and tell her I'll be there shortly."

He Jieyu was slightly stunned, then quickly understood: "Alright, Mr. Zhang, please follow me!"

Zhang Jingdong stood up and looked deeply at Yan Ning: "Alright, Mr. Yan, see you in a while!"

In front of He Jieyu, Yan Ning didn't dare to make eye contact with Zhang Jingdong, somehow.

"Okay."

Then she lowered her head, pretending to continue reading documents.

Zhang Jingdong secretly delighted, then turned around and left the office with He Jieyu.

Inside the elevator, He Jieyu couldn't contain herself and exclaimed: "You really have some nerve, I've just mentioned your biggest rival, and yet you managed to get Mr. Yan to invite you to dinner, and it's her favorite private cuisine."

"She's always gone there by herself before, at most she would let me accompany her, but you actually..."

Zhang Jingdong feigned casualness with a wave of his hand: "Just standard operation, don't make a big fuss about it, after all, I am the man who will be hers in the future, this is nothing!"

Seeing him play it cool, He Jieyu rolled her eyes at him: "Oh please... Look at how pleased with yourself you are!"

The two took the elevator to the second basement floor, where He Jieyu led him to a white Rolls-Royce Phantom.

He Jieyu unlocked the car with the key fob, then told Zhang Jingdong: "Boss Zhang, after you."

Zhang Jingdong's gaze stayed on the car: "No rush, she'll be down in a bit anyway, let me first admire this car."

Sometimes a car can greatly reflect its owner's temperament and style.

In Zhang Jingdong's mind, An Lu was suited to drive an Audi because she is steady yet elegant, Qin Yu fits a Mercedes for her wisdom and magnanimity, Lin Xirui is suitable for a Porsche 911 because she is fashionable and creative, and Su Man fits a Lamborghini for her confidence and wildness.

And if he were to choose a car for Yan Ning, he would likewise pick this white Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Because among all the top beauties he has met so far, Yan Ning most deserves the description of noble and elegant, and she also has the capability to handle such a car.

Seeing Zhang Jingdong enthralled by the Rolls-Royce Phantom, He Jieyu teased: "Boss Zhang, with all your wealth, haven't you got yourself a Rolls-Royce Phantom too?"

Only then did Zhang Jingdong snap back to reality, feigning modesty: "I'm not yet at the level to handle such cars, I'm currently more obsessed with the speed of cars."

He Jieyu couldn't help but be curious: "Then what car are you driving now?"

Seeing her take the bait, Zhang Jingdong said matter-of-factly: "...Bugatti Veyron."

"Wha... What, a Bugatti Veyron!?" He Jieyu was shocked: "Is your car really that legendary, most expensive Bugatti Veyron?"

Zhang Jingdong was very pleased with her reaction, and he continued to nod slightly: "Yeah."

"This..." He Jieyu clearly didn't expect Zhang Jingdong to suddenly play it low-key, then said: "Where's your car key then, let me take a look?"

Zhang Jingdong chuckled, took out the car key from his bag, and threw it to her.

He Jieyu caught the car key with both hands, examined it carefully, and then said in surprise: "It really is a Bugatti car key; looks like you really bought the car, how much did you spend on it?"

Zhang Jingdong smirked: "This car isn't that expensive, just about half a billion."

"That's not expensive? Tsk tsk, truly befitting a big boss, you're really rich!"

"Where did you park it, can I take a look?"