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After the meal, Bai Rui put down his napkin and gestured for the waiter to come and pay the bill. But just as the waiter walked to the table and was about to hand over the bill, Qin Hao took out a black credit card from his wallet and gently placed it on the table: "Bai Rui, have you forgotten that I got a hole-in-one today? This meal should be on me, not yours."

Rhett Butler gave a wide, exaggerated smile: "Oh, well, seriously, I'm still wondering how you did it. A hole-in-one from 250 yards, it's a miracle. I still can't believe my eyes."

Qin Hao picked up the water glass on the table, took a small sip, and said with a hint of teasing, "You'll have to ask God about that. Maybe he'll know?"

"Haha~~~" Rhett Butler and his female companion were amused by Qin Hao's words and burst into laughter.

However, the waiter's gaze suddenly shifted to the direction where Li Dongming was not far away, and he said softly, "Mr. Qin, I'm really sorry, that gentleman over there has already paid for you in advance."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao slowly shook his head and said to the waiter in a calm tone, "Please tell that gentleman that I appreciate his kindness. However, I have no reason to let someone else pay today's bill."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The waiter nodded hurriedly, still with a respectful smile on his face, and turned around to walk up to Li Dongming and repeat Qin Hao's words.

After hearing what the waiter said, Li Dongming's smile instantly froze: "I think I made a mistake."

Sitting to the side, Qiao Hailun looked at Li Dongming with a puzzled expression, her eyes full of confusion. She didn't understand how Li Dongming's act of paying the bill in advance, which was clearly a good intention, had become a mistake.
Li Dongming sighed and explained to her the unspoken rule of getting a hole-in-one in the golf world.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Hailun was immediately speechless, an expression of disbelief on her face. She hadn't expected there to be so many intricacies in the golf world, and that a hole-in-one would cost so much—not only did it require giving out hundreds of thousands in red envelopes, but it also meant treating everyone to a meal. She secretly rejoiced that she hadn't been lucky enough to get a hole-in-one today; otherwise, with her meager salary, even selling herself wouldn't be enough to cover the tips.

Seeing Qiao Hailun's shocked expression, Li Dongming didn't say anything more, and asked in a cold tone, "Have you eaten?"

Qiao Hailun glanced subconsciously at the food on the table that was only half-eaten, but seeing Li Dongming's gloomy face, she dared not slack off in the slightest. She could only suppress the desire in her heart, nod slightly, and whisper, "I'm full, Mr. Li."

"I'm full, let's go." Li Dongming stood up, picked up his suit jacket draped over the back of the chair, his tone devoid of any warmth, and turned to walk towards the restaurant entrance.

"Oh." Qiao Hailun quickly responded, stood up, picked up her bag, and hurried to catch up with Li Dongming, afraid that if she was a step behind, she would anger Li Dongming again.

Just as Qiao Hailun stood up and hadn't even taken a step, Li Dongming suddenly turned around and said something that almost made her legs go weak.

"Have you finished writing the proposal I asked you to do yesterday?"

Qiao Hailun's eyes widened, and a pitiful expression appeared on her face. She cautiously explained, "But Mr. Li, you asked me to accompany you to play golf today. I got up at five o'clock this morning to prepare and have been busy until now. I haven't had any time to write the proposal at all..."

“Since you knew you were coming to play golf today, you should have finished writing the proposal last night.” Li Dongming interrupted Qiao Hailun’s explanation, his tone still cold and leaving no room for negotiation: “I don’t care what your reasons are, I must see your proposal before eight o’clock tonight.”

Qiao Hailun froze instantly, standing there motionless, her face full of grievance.

What frustrated Qiao Hailun even more was that after leaving the restaurant, Li Dongming drove off without offering to take her home, leaving Qiao Hailun alone at the entrance of the golf club, exposed to the cold wind.

Qiao Hailun had no choice but to take out her phone and try to call a ride-hailing service, but no matter how many times she refreshed the page, it showed that there were no nearby drivers willing to accept her order.

This high-end golf club is located in the suburbs, in a very remote location. The people who come here to play golf are all successful people with cars. No one would take a ride-hailing car, so no ride-hailing driver is willing to come here to pick up passengers.

Qiao Hailun kept refreshing the ride-hailing app, her anxiety growing. She looked at the time on her phone; it was already past 4 PM, less than four hours until 8 PM. She not only needed to get home but also finish her proposal, but now, there wasn't even a ride home.

Just when Qiao Hailun was almost in despair, a black Yangwang U8 slowly stopped in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, the passenger window slowly rolled down, and a familiar face appeared before Qiao Hailun. Qin Hao looked at Qiao Hailun, who was standing in the cold wind with a wronged expression, and said in a calm tone, "Get in the car."

Qiao Hailun took a closer look and, after confirming it was Qin Hao, instinctively wanted to politely decline.

"No need, Mr. Qin, I'll try calling another car. I should be able to get one soon."

Qin Hao looked at her, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Don't waste your energy, you can't get a taxi here unless you're willing to pay double the fare, then maybe a driver will be willing to make the trip."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Hailun's face showed a troubled expression. Her salary was not high to begin with, and double the taxi fare was still a considerable expense for her. Moreover, even if she was willing to pay more, there was no guarantee that a driver would come. After hesitating for a moment, she said timidly, "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for troubling you."

After saying that, Qiao Hailun quickly opened the car door and carefully climbed into the passenger seat. After she was seated, she subconsciously reached for the seatbelt, but the seatbelt tightened just right to fit her body, revealing her already voluptuous figure to its fullest extent and showing off her curves.

Qiao Hailun herself realized something was wrong, her cheeks instantly turning red. She subconsciously adjusted her posture, trying to appear more dignified, but she was very nervous, afraid that Qin Hao would overthink things.

After a while, Qiao Hailun noticed that Qin Hao hadn't started the car and was still parked in the same spot, which made her a little suspicious. Mustering her courage, she quietly turned her head and stole a glance at Qin Hao, only to find that his gaze was fixed on her chest, his eyes holding a strange expression.

Qiao Hailun's cheeks flushed even redder instantly, and her heart raced. Almost instinctively, she covered her chest with her hands and said in a flustered tone, "President Qin, isn't it a bit much for us to keep blocking the intersection? It's affecting other people's passage."

Caught red-handed, Qin Hao looked somewhat embarrassed and quickly looked away, changing the subject and saying in a slightly unnatural tone, "Oh, sorry, I was daydreaming. You still haven't told me where you live, I'll take you home."

Qiao Hailun breathed a slight sigh of relief, her face flushed, and whispered an address: "Mr. Qin, you don't need to take me home, just drop me off at a place where I can catch a bus..."

Qin Hao glanced at her, a faint smile playing on his lips, his tone slightly teasing: "There are security cameras here. A pretty girl like you got into my car and then got out halfway. If something happens, I'll be the prime suspect. Then, even if I jump into the Yellow River, I won't be able to clear my name."

After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Hailun had no choice but to whisper the address of the urban village where she lived.

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao didn't say much. Without a word, he stepped on the gas. A strong push-back sensation instantly came over her, and Qiao Hailun couldn't help but let out a soft gasp. Her body subconsciously leaned back in the seat, the curve of her chest becoming even more pronounced by the seatbelt. She quickly steadied herself, gripping the armrests tightly with both hands. Her face showed a mixture of panic and novelty; she had never ridden in such a nice car before.

As the U8 entered the main road and the speed gradually stabilized, Qiao Hailun also gradually relaxed. She secretly glanced at this legendary domestically produced luxury car worth millions. The interior was luxurious and exquisite, the seats were soft and comfortable, and all kinds of high-tech features were available. Everywhere exuded a high-end and grand feel, even more luxurious than she had imagined.

Qin Hao noticed Qiao Hailun's gaze and asked with a smile, "Aren't you curious why I would spend so much money to buy a domestic car?"

Qiao Hailun, her thoughts read by Qin Hao, showed a slightly embarrassed expression: "I am a little curious. After all, in everyone's impression, the brand influence of domestic cars is far inferior to that of imported luxury brands."

Qin Hao smiled and said casually, "What kind of car can you buy for a little over a million? A Porsche Cayenne? A Range Rover? Those cars may have big brand names, but which one will turn heads like this?"

Qiao Hailun blinked, somewhat surprised by Qin Hao's answer. She had originally thought that Qin Hao bought the car because he liked domestic cars or had some special sentimental attachment to them, but she didn't expect it to be for such a superficial reason as getting attention.

"But it is, after all, a domestically produced car, and a BYD at that."

"The so-called brand and history are just stories that manufacturers tell to consumers," Qin Hao said casually. "If you take these stories away, all cars are just industrial consumer products. They are essentially used for transportation. You work in consulting and come into contact with all kinds of brands every day. You should have demystified these brand stories long ago."

Qiao Hailun shook her head with a wry smile, her tone tinged with helplessness: "President Qin, you can demystify it because for you, spending a million on a car is just like us ordinary people buying a car model. You don't need to care about other people's opinions or consider the cost-effectiveness. But for ordinary people like us, if we were to spend a million on a car, we would definitely choose those traditional luxury brands. After all, those brands have a big reputation, and driving them gives us face. We don't need to say anything; people can tell it's a luxury car just by looking at the logo."

"Hmm, that makes sense." Qin Hao nodded, his tone tinged with praise. "What you said is very practical and clear-headed. By the way, how long have you been with Ruijing Consulting?"

Helen answered truthfully, "It's been more than two years, almost three years."

"So, you've been working under Li Dongming for over two years now." Qin Hao frowned, his tone tinged with confusion. "Then why did he leave you alone at the golf club entrance today?"

Qiao Hailun was a little embarrassed and quickly defended Li Dongming, saying, "Maybe it's not on the way, or Mr. Li has other things to take care of. It's okay, I'll find a way back myself."

Although she felt wronged and dissatisfied, Li Dongming was, after all, her boss, and she didn't dare to speak ill of him in front of others.

Qin Hao shook his head, smiled, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "You don't need to make excuses for him. I've known Li Dongming longer than you, and I know his personality better than you do. He's always been like this, opportunistic and only cares about those who are useful to him. He never cares about subordinates like you."

"Do you know why he's always so kind and cautious when he's with Rhett Butler and me, but so unpredictable and moody when he's with you subordinates?"

Helen Qiao was terrified and instinctively shook her head.

"Because to Li Dongming, we are resources," Qin Hao said calmly. "And you subordinates, to put it nicely, are his tools; to put it bluntly, you are consumables. He only needs you to work for him and create value for him; he doesn't care about your joys and sorrows at all. In his eyes, as long as you can complete the tasks he assigns, that's enough. Whether you are doing well or not, whether you are suffering or not, has nothing to do with him."

Qiao Hailun opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but reason told her that Qin Hao was right. These low-level employees were like consumables in the company, working hard every day, putting in overtime, only to be met with the boss's indifference and harshness. Doing well was expected; doing poorly meant criticism, punishment, and even dismissal.

"Oh no! I haven't finished my plan yet!" Qiao Hailun suddenly remembered Li Dongming's request, and her face instantly turned tense. She hurriedly took out her laptop from her bag, turned on the screen, and her fingers rapidly tapped on the keyboard, her face full of anxiety.

With less than three hours left until 8 p.m., she had to finish the proposal as soon as possible, or she might lose her job.

Looking at her anxious appearance, Qin Hao was speechless: "Li Dongming is going too far, isn't he? He asked you to come and help him with public relations for clients, which delayed your time to write the proposal. Not only did he not send you home, but he also demanded that you finish the proposal before 8 pm?"

While staring at the computer screen, Qiao Hailun typed rapidly on the keyboard, her tone tinged with helplessness: "There's nothing I can do, he's my boss. I have to complete the tasks he assigns."

Seeing this, Qin Hao stopped disturbing her and tried to drive smoothly to minimize bumps so she could focus on writing her proposal. The car became very quiet, with only the sound of Qiao Hailun typing on the keyboard and the soft hum of the car moving.

An hour and a half later, the U8 slowly drove into a narrow, chaotic urban village. Various electric bikes and bicycles were parked haphazardly on both sides of the road, and food stalls lined the roadside. The air was filled with the aroma of food and the smell of dust, a stark contrast to the upscale golf club we had just seen.

Looking at the familiar scene outside the window, Qiao Hailun felt a bit embarrassed and shy. She quickly said, "Mr. Qin, why don't you just drop me off on the side of the road? The roads here are too narrow, it's hard to turn around, and they're also very messy. It wouldn't be good if I scratched your car."

Looking at the crowded cars and roadside stalls on both sides of the road, she felt very worried. This was a luxury car worth millions; even a small scratch would cost a lot to repair. If it got scratched because of her, she didn't know if she could afford to pay for it, even with a month's salary.

Qin Hao said half-jokingly, "See, this is the benefit of buying a BYD."

Qiao Hailun couldn't help but chuckle, her embarrassment easing considerably. She whispered, "Even if it's cheap, a million-dollar BYD would still cost a lot to scratch, right? You're so rich, you might not care about this little bit of money, but I'd still feel bad about it."

"Don't worry, I'm confident in my driving skills." Qin Hao smiled. "You just need to give me directions."

Seeing that Qin Hao had no intention of stopping, Qiao Hailun carefully gave him directions: "Mr. Qin, turn left ahead, then walk another fifty meters, then turn right, and you'll reach my place. The road here is too narrow, so please drive slowly."

Qin Hao nodded, slowed down, and carefully drove along the narrow roads of the urban village, following Qiao Hailun's directions. Residents on both sides of the road, seeing such a luxurious Yangwang U8, cast curious and envious glances, some even stopping to whisper among themselves. Qiao Hailun looked at those envious gazes outside the car window, a strange emotion rising within her.

Five minutes later, Qin Hao finally made his way through a series of narrow, messy alleys and arrived at the foot of a self-built house. The house looked somewhat old, with stains all over the walls and a very crowded surrounding area.

After the U8 came to a complete stop, Qiao Hailun breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly put her laptop into her bag, picked up her own bag, and was about to open the car door to get out when she heard Qin Hao say, "So eager? Are you worried your boyfriend is getting impatient?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Hailun quickly turned around, waved her hand, and hurriedly explained, "No, President Qin, I don't have a boyfriend. I just haven't finished the proposal yet, and I need to hurry upstairs and finish it before eight o'clock."

As she explained, she looked up and found Qin Hao staring at her with a mischievous grin and a hint of mockery in his eyes. Qiao Hailun realized she'd been tricked: "Oh, Mr. Qin, you're so annoying..."

The words had barely left her mouth when Qiao Hailun sensed something was wrong. Why did those words sound like she was flirting with Qin Hao? She quickly lowered her head, avoiding Qin Hao's eyes, her heart pounding with anxiety, afraid he would misunderstand.

Qin Hao couldn't help but laugh at her shy appearance. He took out his phone and said to Qiao Hailun, "Let's add each other on WeChat."

Qiao Hailun stared at the phone Qin Hao was offering her, and for a moment, she thought she had misheard. She couldn't believe that Qin Hao would actually add her on WeChat.

Seeing her surprised expression, Qin Hao said half-jokingly, "I drove all this way to bring you back, and you're not even going to give me a red envelope?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Hailun quickly realized what was happening, opened her WeChat, clicked "scan," scanned Qin Hao's WeChat QR code, and added him on WeChat.

After adding each other on WeChat, she didn't hesitate at all and immediately sent a red envelope containing 188 yuan.

She was just being polite, thinking Qin Hao wouldn't accept the red envelope, after all, Qin Hao was so rich. But to her surprise, Qin Hao accepted the red envelope instantly!

Qin Hao looked at the red envelope on his phone and said with a smile, "Wow, 188 yuan, that's quite generous. How about a monthly subscription from now on?"

Qiao Hailun's heart bled instantly, and she looked like she was about to cry: "President Qin, please don't joke with me. My salary for today isn't even enough to cover the round-trip transportation costs."

"It's just a red envelope," Qin Hao said with a smile, his tone slightly teasing. "Anyone who didn't know better would think I was bullying you."

Qiao Hailun thought to herself: Isn't there one?
But just then, Qin Hao transferred five thousand yuan to her. Qiao Hailun stared at the amount on her phone screen, stunned. An expression of disbelief crossed her face, and she quickly said, "Mr. Qin, this...this won't do. I can't accept your money. I'm already very grateful that you brought me back; how could I possibly accept your money?"

"Take it," Qin Hao said calmly. "Have you forgotten that I got a hole-in-one today? According to the rules, everyone gets a 5,000 yuan red envelope. If you don't take it, people will think I can't afford to play."

Qiao Hailun clicked on the transfer interface, looked at the "refund" button, but hesitated to click it. Five thousand yuan was not a small amount for her; it was equivalent to half a month's salary.

“But… I’m not a staff member of the golf club,” Helen Joe said softly, biting her lip.

"It's the same, everyone gets a share." Qin Hao waved his hand and said firmly, "Either you accept the red envelope, or you treat me to a meal. You choose one."

Qiao Hailun hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted her teeth and returned the transfer with tears in her eyes.

"Then I'll choose to treat you to dinner."

"Okay, let's do it tomorrow then." Qin Hao smiled. "I'll pick you up from your company after get off work tomorrow, and we'll go out to eat together."

"Huh?" Qiao Hailun opened her mouth wide, almost thinking she had misheard.

Qin Hao said with a smile, "It's settled then. I'll send you a message after get off work tomorrow."

Seeing Qin Hao's resolute attitude, Qiao Hailun could not refuse any longer, so she nodded and said softly, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Qin."

Qiao Hailun opened the car door, got out, and looked at the narrow road and the massive body of the U8, and couldn't help but worry again. She turned around and said to Qin Hao inside the car, "Mr. Qin, how about I help you back up? The road here is too narrow, it's hard to turn around."

Qin Hao smiled, waved to Qiao Hailun, and said, "No need, this is one of the benefits of buying a BYD."

After speaking, he made a slight operation on the central control screen and selected the U-turn function.

Immediately afterward, to Qiao Hailun's astonishment, the U8 began to spin in place, its movements smooth and steady without any hesitation.

This scene quickly attracted many nearby residents. They gathered around, took out their phones, started filming, and kept exclaiming in amazement.

"My God, what kind of car is this? It can even turn around on the spot? That's amazing!"

"This seems to be comparable to the U8, BYD's high-end model, which I heard costs over a million yuan!"

"Spending over a million yuan to buy a BYD is really burning money."

The onlookers filmed the scene while whispering amongst themselves, their eyes filled with envy and shock.

Looking at the crowd's reaction, Qin Hao smiled at Qiao Hailun and said, "So, was it worth spending that million?"

Qiao Hailun blushed slightly as she looked at the envious and shocked gazes of the onlookers, and silently nodded.

"Alright, you can go now." Qin Hao said to Qiao Hailun, "Think about what you want to eat tomorrow and contact me on WeChat."

"Ah, oh, okay, thank you, Mr. Qin. Please drive carefully." Qiao Hailun nodded quickly.

Qiao Hailun watched as the massive U8 slowly drove off the narrow road, gradually shrinking until it disappeared at the intersection. She stood at the top of the stairs, stunned for a long time before slowly coming back to her senses. She touched her burning cheeks, recalling Qin Hao's smile and teasing, remembering the scenes from just moments ago, and a ripple of emotion stirred within her.

She took out her phone, looked at Qin Hao's profile picture on WeChat, and felt a mix of complex emotions. (End of Chapter)