After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess

Chapter 20 – He is Emperor Yin (2)

When Si Fuqing finished changing her clothes and came out, Feng San also drove the car over.

This was a pure white car, still without a logo, and the model was also very low-profile.

But as soon as she got in, Si Fuqing noticed that this car was different.

She quietly put her hand on the car window.

There were at least three concealed weapons hidden here, not to mention other complicated mechanisms.

If anyone dared to hijack this car, these concealed weapons would kill that person in an instant.

Not only that, but the cover of the car was also very hard, obviously made of special materials.

It seemed that her boss had a complicated background.

Naturally, Si Fuqing didn’t ask Feng San if he was from the Mohist family in Zhongzhou.

Although the Mohist family had been around for thousands of years without falling, it was not a territory that ordinary people could touch upon.

Feng San noticed her gaze and said: “Miss Si likes this car?’”

“So-so.” Si Fuqing leaned back and held her chin, “It can still be improved.”

However, she was not cheap, and she would not casually help others modify it.

Feng San was aroused by the desire to win: “How can it be improved?”

This car was made by the Mohist family, and it was priceless. Even in the Zhongzhou auction, the price was one billion.

Si Fuqing snapped her fingers and pointed to a plane flying across the sky, “See that Daxia 750?”

Feng San raised his head, stunned: “How do you know it’s 750?”

“Simple, Lincheng International Airport only has two models, 750 and 349. This plane flies to the east, that is to Donglinghai, so it must be 750.”

Feng San nodded subconsciously.

Si Fuqing tilted her head and said: “Give me three days, I can make this plane fly directly to the Duchy of Mouston at a speed of 6000 kilometers per hour.”

The Duchy of Mouston was located in the center of the West Continent, more than 10,000 kilometers from the borders of the Daxia Empire.

The corner of Feng San’s mouth twitched.

How was he so confident that he could take all of Miss Si’s nonsense?

With a speed of 6000 km per hour, it was a rocket-powered experimental machine.

The painstaking efforts of a research institute for several decades.

“When I have money, I will also buy a car.” Si Fuqing said slowly, “You drive too slow, it’s no fun.”

“……”

After Feng San sent Si Fuqing back to her small apartment, she almost ran away.

Si Fuqing shrugged: “Young man, I can’t bear it.”

She closed the door, threw herself on the soft bed, and rolled around a few times.

Yu Xiheng paid her 100,000 yuan in advance, and she had placed an order online to buy more than ten boxes of electronic parts and snacks.

It felt good to have money.

Si Fuqing laid on her stomach for a while, then went to the kitchen to cut the honeydew melon she had just bought.

honeydew melon

Then she came to the computer desk and opened the laptop.

Half a day passed, her name was still hanging on the hot search, and the cursing war on Weibo had reached heated discussions.

These fans’ war of quarrel could also last so long, Si Fuqing was very impressed.

She ate her honeydew melon while watching eagerly at the roaring fans of Lu Yan.

[Tianle Media didn’t say anything. It’s probably true, otherwise they would have denied it long ago.]

[Si Fuqing, get out of <Youth>! Get out!]

[Brother Yan was also silent, otherwise, with his kind nature, how could he not have come out to speak.]

[Can the program team come out and say a word? Is Si Fuqing really harassing our brother Yan?!]

[Si Fuqing, you are truly disgusting.]

Si Fuqing drank her water and slowly tapped down a new tweet.

There was only one word.

[@Si FuqingV: Climb1]

1Climb, an Internet buzzword, originated in Sichuan dialect, also found in Shanxi dialect, equivalent to a stronger tone of “go away”, commonly found in online communities. 

Author’s Notes:

Good morning~

At the beginning, you all are thinking about the meeting of Qingqing and Emperor Yin. If they meet again, Qingqing will probably hold Yaoyao’s hand and say “Let’s ignore that jerk, you see, I’m the cutest (?).”

Ps: “Victory was a joy, but defeat was also a joy” from Su Shi’s <Guan Qi>