Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 997 - 592: The So-Called Second Boss, Was Jiang Xiaosi "Humiliated"? (Third Update)

Chapter 997: Chapter 592: The So-Called Second Boss, Was Jiang Xiaosi "Humiliated"? (Third Update)

The autumn wind rises, and white clouds fly; grass and trees wither while wild geese return south. The night begins to fall, and the evening breeze on the heavenly steps is already cool like water.

The hot pot is already set up in the living room of the Huo Family. Today, Huo Zheng and his wife are not present; they’re at a work gathering and might not return tonight, so the younger generation can dine here without worries.

"Who else hasn’t arrived?" Huo Ran smells the red oil hot pot and is already craving it.

"Xiaosi, Xixi, and Zeyan haven’t arrived yet." Tang Wan looks around, "Third Brother is on a business trip abroad recently; he’ll definitely be back before the wedding."

As they speak, the sound of a car is heard from outside.

Qi Zeyan’s car arrives first. Just for a meal at the Huo Family, he got lectured by his grandfather again:

"Others all have their partners, but when you’re asked to find one, you pretend to be dead. Yet, you’re more enthusiastic about eating than anyone else."

As he parks the car, he catches sight of a vehicle speeding from afar, with a roaring engine and a flashy design; he knows right away whose it is.

Recently, Jiang Chengsi has been dealing with the club’s trial operation. Since it’s a trial operation, it’s not primarily about making money; it’s about letting car enthusiasts experience it and provide feedback.

Qi Zeyan watches the car approach, so flashy...

But when it reaches the location, it takes forever to park.

How can parking be so difficult? Has his driving skill deteriorated? He walks to the driver’s side, knocking on the window, ready to tease him, but unexpectedly...

It’s Ruan Mengxi who gets out of the car!

"Qi Shao." She uses a different title now that he’s not her boss anymore.

Qi Zeyan is momentarily stunned...

Holy crap!

He almost thought he was hearing things.

"What ’Qi Shao’? That sounds so strange; he’s still your boss now." Jiang Chengsi gets out from the passenger side, straightening his clothes, "I’m the major shareholder, Zeyan is the second shareholder, Xiaowu ranks third in shares."

Ruan Mengxi nods and smiles at Qi Zeyan, "Then I’ll call you Second Boss from now on."

What the heck, Second Boss?

How did I end up being second?

Jiang Chengsi laughs heartily, "Second Boss is fitting; it suits him. He’s always been a bit goofy and naïve."

Qi Zeyan glares at him, wishing he could shut him up.

You’re the goofy one, your whole family is goofy!

Ruan Mengxi is used to the two of them bantering, and she opens the trunk, ready to take out the drinks; it’s impolite to come empty-handed. Jiang Chengsi runs a bar, so quality drinks are assured.

"After work, you’re no longer my employee; let me get the stuff, you go in first." Jiang Chengsi takes the drinks out of the trunk himself, glancing at Qi Zeyan, "Why are you just standing there? Come and help."

Qi Zeyan rolls his eyes and goes over. The two of them carry the drinks while Ruan Mengxi heads inside ahead of them.

She’s been with Jiang Chengsi for a while; although not as long as with Qi Zeyan, she knows that Jiang Chengsi is straightforward. When he says he gives you a break to rest, he really means it, without any false pretenses.

Much better than some bosses.

"What car did you have her drive?" Qi Zeyan waits until she’s far away before asking.

"She works at the Racing Club now; it wouldn’t make sense if she doesn’t know how to drive a car."

"This is not a race track; driving such a car on the road is dangerous." With its modifications, the racing car is completely different from a regular car; even at start-up, its speed is not something typical people can handle.

If facing danger, a novice might not even manage to brake in time.

"She’s been learning for a period; she’s catching on quickly. Plus, with my guidance and training, what kind of trouble can she have?"

"Training?" Qi Zeyan smirks.

"Back when she was your assistant, you bossed her around, never showing concern. Now that she’s not your assistant, you suddenly care a lot."

"..."

Once inside, everyone gathers around the hotpot to eat.

Huo Qinqi raises a glass first to thank everyone for their help, all familiar faces, making for a great atmosphere.

But Jiang Yanting feels a headache coming on because he sees, with his own eyes, his son’s sly move to sit beside Huo Qinqi, commanding someone to serve him dishes...

"Aunt Granduncle, I want duck blood... I want beef... pass me some crispy meat..." Jiangjiang directs with ease, and Huo Qinqi obeys without hesitation.

The brothers of the Huo Family are stunned.

If, during their younger years, their older brother had shown them even a bit of goodwill, they wouldn’t have feared him so much.

Could it be, now that he’s getting married and his wife is pregnant, that he’s softened?

"Brother, I want crispy meat too." Huo Ran, plucking up courage, eyes the plate of crispy meat coincidentally near Huo Qinqi.

Huo Qinqi arches his brow, staring fixedly, coldly saying:

"Has the cold weather and lack of exercise made your upper limb capability deteriorate?"

"..."

Huo Ran stood up sullenly and served himself a piece of crispy meat.

"Since you can do it yourself, why bother others? Who’s spoiling you?"

Huo Ran nearly cried, it was so double-standard!

"Great Uncle..." Seeing the cold look on his face, he was a bit scared and lacked the confidence to speak.

"What do you want to eat?" Someone turned his face, showing a different expression, even Shen Shuci was stunned.

Ever since he returned from work, especially towards the kids, he’s been acting weird.

**

While eating and chatting, talk inevitably turned to the wedding. The Huo family wanted to find out, during the bride’s side, what preparations were made, to gather some intel.

But the Jiang Family is known to be tight-lipped, and since the bride’s side is all about fun and excitement, revealing everything would ruin the surprise.

"My club plans to have a trial opening on your wedding day, as a way to congratulate you on your big day," Jiang Chengsi said with a smile.

Jiang Jinsang said nothing:

He wasn’t really congratulating Shen Shuci and Huo Qinqi’s marriage; he was planning to draw in some people to gather some hype.

After all, many of Huo Qinqi’s friends are tough guys, men who love, understand, and play with cars are not few, so he came up with this plan.

"On the day of the wedding, your trial opening, won’t you and Xixi be able to go there, will that be okay?" Tang Wan asked.

"A trial opening is just to let everyone have fun, it doesn’t matter if we’re not there," Jiang Chengsi laughed.

...

To attract more people, Jiang Chengsi specially drove around the track once himself, setting a new record.

Externally promoting that during the trial opening, if anyone could break his record, they would receive a club membership card for free, along with some limited edition memorabilia.

These are just gimmicks to attract people because he’s almost certain that in the country, those who can match his achievement are less than a handful.

Most of them are professional racing team players and wouldn’t bother to show up.

If they really did come, they’d be doing him a favor with publicity, since they’re all famous racers.

Actually, unless you’re a top racer, in terms of time, the gap isn’t much, maybe just that one second that you can’t surpass.

Jiang Chengsi set a particularly delicate record that most people couldn’t surpass, yet felt they might be able to with some effort.

But unexpectedly, on the trial opening day, someone broke the record. What’s more surprising was that after breaking the record, they didn’t want the club membership card, only taking the memorabilia.

This made Jiang Chengsi explode.

"What does this mean? Break the record and just run off? Go check it out, who on earth is it? Which club or team sent them, are they here to deliberately spoil the scene?"

Leaving him humiliated on purpose, then just running away?

What’s the deal?

"Fourth Master, we can’t find out."

"Those in the country who can achieve this are just a few, you should recognize them by face." Famous racers are all on the leaderboards and are well-known, "How did you do your homework?"

The staff was also helpless: "I really don’t recognize them."

"Are they an amateur expert? How was the operation? Are you sure they weren’t sent by another club to disrupt, didn’t disguise themselves or wear a wig or something?"

Jiang Chengsi thought someone deliberately came to mess with him, "humiliate" him, then drop everything and flee...

"Probably not, haven’t heard of such an impressive female racer from any club or racing team." Generally, more men are into racing.

"A... a female?"

He got "humiliated" by a woman?

He was so angry that he almost dropped everything and ran away on the wedding day, but Jiang Jinsang stopped him, "Xiaowu, I have to go back and see who this is. Aren’t they doing this on purpose?"

"I’ve told you before to set the record higher; it was you being overconfident, claiming no one would break your record within ten days."

"I need to check it out." Jiang Chengsi was getting crazy, "Moreover, it’s a woman, I can’t afford to lose face like this."

"If you dare leave today, I can assure you, tomorrow Grandma will turn your cars into scrap metal and give them to the scrap collectors."

"..."

Jiang Jinsang, after a while, seemed to come to his senses and looked at him seriously, "Fourth Brother, are you aging and your skills failing?"

For car enthusiasts, the most taboo thing is having their skills questioned.

Jiang Chengsi immediately exploded, glaring at him fiercely, he found a corner to heal his wounds.

This anger burned all the way to when the Huo family came to receive the bride...

Initially, it was thought that of the Jiang family brothers, Jiang Yanting was the epitome of a cold face, but unexpectedly, Jiang Chengsi’s expression was the worst.

They’re here to pick up the bride, but his expression...

was filled with murderous intent.