Chapter 1414: Chapter 1414 – In Modern Day 12

“France is great . ” I had plans of politely complimenting his country, but perhaps because I’m used to lampooning, I almost blurt out: “Great at surrendering . ”

“Cough…” I cough dryly and say no more, lest he finds Chinese-styled sense of humor unacceptable .

After chatting for a while, I point in the direction of the airport .

“Mr . Zaratulstra will take a few more hours before he arrives . Shall we head inside and have something to drink?”

“Wine?” Rosago looks at me .

“No . I mean coffee, tea, cola, and so on . Don’t drink and drive . ” I’m surprised that his first reaction towards the suggestion is wine .

You’re a professional chauffeur!

Aren’t you a little too rash?

The foreigner, Rosago, clearly didn’t understand my humor . After thinking for a few seconds, he says, “Sorry, I woke up too early today and am still a little sleepy . I’ll be sleeping in the car for a while . ”

“Okay . ” I secretly breathe a sigh of relief .

Although I’m not against social interactions, and I’m even willing to be on good terms with people from a partnered company, I still feel a little uncomfortable thinking about having to spend a few hours with a stranger I’m not familiar with .

Even if the other party were a beauty, this feeling wouldn’t be any less .

Yes, that’s the case for me . Perhaps he shares the same thoughts . That’s probably why he chose to sleep in the car .

Returning from the parking lot to the airport, I randomly find an empty seat and sit down, not putting what I said about drinking something into practice .

It all costs money!

Based on my understanding of CEO Huang, he’s quite generous . But at the same time, as the big boss, he wouldn’t pay attention to the reimbursements of a mere employee . These sorts of trivial matters are usually handled by the finance department that follows a particular procedure .

Therefore, if I waited until noon at the airport, I would definitely be able to claim the expenses for lunch, but I would have to bear the expenses for coffee, cola, tea, snacks, etc . Those are unnecessary expenses .

Of course, if I could get Comrade Rosago to join me for the meal, then I would be able to claim such expenses—client entertainment!

For this reason, when I invited him earlier, I was actually quite sincere . At least half of it was true .

After sitting for a while and using my phone, I suddenly realize a serious issue:

I hadn’t had breakfast yet!

I had left in a hurry this morning!

As I listen to the rumbling of my stomach and feel my thirst and hunger, I decide to find something to eat .

Food at the airport is expensive . Shall I look for KFC or McDonalds, or get some random slice of bread? I stand up and head to the side of the lobby .

When I see the first shop that looks like it sells local delights, I turn in and look for food that’s cost-efficient .

My phone buzzes as I approach the frozen foods section .

“Hello, Mr . Rosago . What’s the matter?” I glance at the caller ID .

Rosago’s voice comes from the other end of the line:

“Ning Bei is undergoing a thunderstorm . All flights are canceled .

“Mr . Zaratulstra will switch to using the high-speed railway . ”

Isn’t this fellow too unlucky… I’m amused yet helpless .

“Then shall we wait at the railway station?”

There’s definitely more than enough time because the high-speed railway station is just below the airport .

Even if Mr . Zaratul couldn’t buy a ticket to stop at this station, it would take a maximum of 90 minutes from the airport to the municipal high-speed railway station . It takes less time than the time it takes from Ning Bei to this city .

“Wait a little longer . I’ll wait for confirmation,” Rosago replies calmly .

As we speak, I see the door to the ice cabinet push open . A small, fair, fat hand reaches in and picks up a Baxy-branded white peach oolong-flavored ice cream .

I trace this hand and see a child that looks around one year old .

I have no clue regarding its gender . Sitting in a pram, its face is chubby and it cannot stop chirping . It’s really adorable .

Such a young child eating ice cream? The parents are so irresponsible! I gaze up at the adult pushing the pram, and find a gentle, beautiful woman .

I have no intention of stopping them . It’s none of my business .

As long as they don’t abuse the child, all I’ll do is lampoon .

However, is letting a one-year-old eat ice cream a form of abuse?

Anyways, the child appears quite happy .

After hanging up the phone, I consider the possibility that we have to rush over to the high-speed railway station at any time . I simply make a choice, getting some packaged pastries and bottled water before paying for it at the cashier .

Just as I find a place to sit down and quickly finish breakfast, Rosago calls again .

“The tickets for today’s high-speed railway have been sold out . Mr . Zaratulstra will have to stay there and come tomorrow . ”

He sure is filled with bad luck… That’s good too . I can head back directly . I don’t have to wait until noon or head to the railway station… I tersely acknowledge .

“Then let’s head back first?”

“Yes, we’ll come again tomorrow,” Rosago says immediately . “Come to the parking lot . I’ll send you back . I’m returning to the city anyway . ”

“…Sure,” I reply with a smile .

It’s not that I’m saving money and being greedy . After all, I can also claim my travel expenses for my trip back .

However, there’s nothing wrong with having good relations with the employees of a partnered company at work .

Even if I don’t end up getting an additional order, it gives me another outlet for job-hopping in the future .

The only problem is how I’ll get along with him later .

It can be quite awkward if two unfamiliar people were to get together .

Let’s just talk about work . It’s only about an hour anyway… I console myself . I leave the airport and find Rosago and his Mercedes .

I get into the car and buckle my seatbelt . Before I can say anything, Rosago turns his head to give me a glance .

“Sit tight . ”

Huh? I feel lost for a moment .

The next second, the car starts and speeds off .

Hey, hey, hey, hey . This is still a parking lot . You’re driving too fast! Ah!

After a series of bends, the car slows down and exits the parking lot through the gantry .

Then, the Mercedes continues to race . It swerves left and right on the road, taking up any empty spots . Not only is he on the verge of exceeding the speed limit, but he also shows no signs of stopping .

On several occasions, I imagined that there would be a car accident, but with Rosago’s control, the car nimbly avoids danger .

“This—aren’t you driving too fast?” I ask, coming back to my senses and gulping .

“Don’t worry . I used to be a racer,” Rosago says as he looks ahead, his eyes bright .

But isn’t it too fast? This is a city road, not a race track… I lampoon nervously .

I don’t dare to say another word, afraid that Master Rosago would be distracted and might end up hitting a guardrail or harming the innocent .

At this moment, I recall my ability as an Assassin . I decide that if anything were to go wrong, I would jump out of the car to seek refuge or forcefully control Rosago to stop the vehicle .

40 minutes later, the racing car stops outside the building where my company is located .

“…Thank you . Thank you . ” My face is a little pale as I unbuckle the seat belt .

If it weren’t for my abilities as an Assassin and my outstanding balance, I definitely would’ve gotten carsick and puked all over the ground .

“You’re welcome . See you tomorrow . ” Rosago waves with a smile .

“…” I exhale and bid the racer farewell .

Entering the building, I glance subconsciously at the spot where the vending machine had appeared . It’s empty .

Fortunately… I head upstairs and press the “up” button .

As I wait, I lower my head and straighten my clothes .

Suddenly, a pair of long legs wearing leather boots walk over .