Chapter 1600: Chapter 1601: Can’t figure out what she relies on to make a living
Capital City, the bustling city that never sleeps, where the streets are full of cars and a sea of people. As evening approaches, pedestrians hurry by with laughter, and the streetlights on both sides of the road light up, their yellow glow reflecting multicolored skyscrapers.
A Rolls-Royce rolled over fallen leaves, driving into a conspicuous alley in the bustling city center.
The alley had a few scattered shops open, some selling pastries, others breakfast; business was mediocre, and the lighting was dim. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
Only one storefront was the largest, and its lights were the brightest.
Cui Jiangjing saw the lights of the repair shop and smiled, his mood, gloomy from the day’s troubles, suddenly improved. He told the driver, “Take the car to a secluded place and wait for me.”
“Uh, okay.” The driver didn’t understand why he wanted to park in a corner, but obediently found a spot where the car was not easily visible and parked.
He opened the car door and told the driver, “Wait for me in the car.”
Eager to get out, he rushed to the repair shop that hadn’t closed yet.
The repair shop was deserted, as the workers had already gone home at this hour. Despite the lights being bright as day, outside, you could hardly see anyone. For a long time, he wondered how Gu Linxi managed to run such a large repair shop in the city center without going bankrupt.
In expensive Capital City, even with limited foot traffic in this alley, renting this hundred-plus square meter shop costs a lot every month.
He had visited the shop often and found its business not particularly good.
Though there were people coming each month, eager for her to repair their beloved cars or modify their motorcycles, large orders were limited. Relying on a few small jobs daily barely covers utilities, let alone the fact that she employs many orphan workers.
The more Cui Jiangjing thought, the more the feeling of being bound by secrets grew stronger. He assumed, like usual, that besides Gu Linxi, no one else was in the shop. As he approached, he noticed a white BMW parked outside.
The BMW looked low-key, similar to basic models, but he immediately recognized the car as expensive—a woman’s model from the X-series, costing about a million plus, and perhaps two million with high-end features.
This price did not mean much to him, but to most, it was considered luxury.
“Whose car is this?” He wondered if Gu Linxi was hiding a BMW and curiously walked inside, only to hear voices coming from within.
“Sis, how long are you going to hide here? If someone discovers your identity, what will they think of our family? Will they think we’re bullying you? You can’t possibly stay here fixing cars forever. Come back with me! Grandma stepped in, and the family arranged a position for you. It’s not high, but since you haven’t studied finance-related subjects, it’s hard for Dad to give you a higher position straight away. Take your time, learn as you go and do well, and your position will rise. It’s better than fixing cars here.”
He paused, vaguely recognizing the person facing away from him, feeling he’d seen them somewhere before.
Gu Linxi, wearing a cool black vest, was lying beneath a car, working with a wrench, bit by bit removing the car’s underbody. Such meticulous work required focus—a slight mistake could easily lead to the falling parts hitting her head.