Chapter 405 — Giving Her Ideas

"In one word—are you going to teach me street racing or not?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked with a huff.

"I don't know how to street race." Wei Zhao shook his head. "I only got my license this month. Look, if you don't believe me."

With that, Wei Zhao pulled out his driver's license and set it in front of Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao was at a loss for words. She glanced at the issue date on the license, and sure enough, it was from this very month. Still, she didn't buy Wei Zhao's story—being able to drive didn't mean one had to have a license!

"Fine, Wei Zhao. Just you wait!" Feng Xiaoxiao said bitterly.

"Heh..." Wei Zhao didn't take Feng Xiaoxiao's words seriously at all.

"Little Sister Xiaoxiao, how did it go? Did you take care of that Wei Zhao?" Zhong Yongliang was in fact more anxious than Feng Xiaoxiao. He had wanted to ask her about her progress earlier, but since she hadn't come to him, he hadn't dared seek her out on his own. Now that Feng Xiaoxiao had come to him of her own accord, naturally he had to ask right away.

"How could it be that easy? That thing won't respond to either the carrot or the stick!" Feng Xiaoxiao said bitterly. "Do you know if he has any weaknesses?"

"That... I'm not too sure either..." Zhong Yongliang thought to himself, If I knew what his weaknesses were, would I still need to wait for you to deal with him? I'd have dealt with him myself.

"Then what do you think could be used to threaten Wei Zhao?" Feng Xiaoxiao pressed on.

"Threaten?" Zhong Yongliang was taken aback, somewhat puzzled as to why Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to threaten Wei Zhao rather than teach him a lesson. "Little Sister Xiaoxiao, what do you want to threaten him for?"

"To achieve a certain goal, of course. Why do you ask so many questions? Do you know or don't you?" Feng Xiaoxiao frowned with some impatience, clearly unwilling to discuss the topic further with Zhong Yongliang.

"As for threatening him... I really can't think of anything off the top of my head... How about I go home and think it over, then get back to you?" Zhong Yongliang hesitated for a long while without managing to come up with anything.

"Fine, then go on back!" Feng Xiaoxiao was speechless. How could Zhong Yongliang know nothing about anything she asked? Naturally, she hadn't pinned her hopes on him coming up with a plan once he went back—it seemed this one was useless.

"Boss, what's her deal?" Kang ** asked Wei Zhao in a low voice, watching him with some puzzlement.

"Who knows. She's got a screw loose. I ran into her once at the snack street—she tried to cut me off with her car, I pushed her away, and then she started demanding I teach her street racing..." Wei Zhao explained, exasperated.

"I see. But Boss, you sure are lucky with the ladies!" Kang ** said enviously. "How come no pretty girl ever comes looking for me?"

"You want me to tell Xiaofen about this?" Wei Zhao asked with a smile.

"No... don't tell her. I'm just fantasizing a little!" Kang ** hurriedly shook his head. "By the way, Boss, why didn't you ask me whether my parents said anything about Xiaofen after I went back yesterday?"

"If you'd brought up the company first, they probably wouldn't have asked about Xiaofen again. But if you hadn't mentioned the company, then in the situation you were in yesterday, you couldn't have kept things with Xiaofen apart anyway... So whether they said anything or not makes no difference..." Wei Zhao analyzed with a smile.

"Boss is indeed Boss—you hit the nail on the head! Yesterday I did mention the company, and sure enough, they stopped interfering with me and Xiaofen!" Kang ** nodded and said excitedly. "But Boss, I read business management books all night last night, and I'm still in a fog. There are so many technical terms I don't understand!"

"If you could learn everything in a single night, then the whole world would be full of entrepreneurs." Wei Zhao shook his head. "Things have to be done step by step. You can't get fat from a single bite."

"You're right. I was too impatient..." Kang ** agreed.

"The main thing right now is getting into college. It'd be best if Xiaofen could attend the same school as you. I wonder what her foundation is like?" Wei Zhao suggested.

"I really haven't asked her about that. How about this—I'll send her a text in a bit and ask what she's thinking," Kang ** said.

The two of them were still talking when Feng Xiaoxiao walked in. Kang ** gave Wei Zhao a knowing smile and turned his head away.

Back in her seat, Feng Xiaoxiao turned the problem over in her mind, trying to figure out how to teach Wei Zhao a lesson and force him to teach her to drive. But no plan came to mind. All she could do was leave him alone, and the two of them settled into a cold war.

She ignored Wei Zhao, and naturally Wei Zhao had no reason to reach out to her first. He was happy enough to enjoy the peace and quiet.

Feng Xiaoxiao racked her brain for some kind of leverage over Wei Zhao. Using the relationship between Gu Mengyao and Wei Zhao as a bargaining chip had clearly backfired—it was obvious he truly didn't care. She would have to come up with something else.

She was still mulling it over when her phone buzzed twice in her pocket. Feng Xiaoxiao fished it out and was somewhat surprised to find a text from Zhong Yongliang!

"Little Xiao, Gao Xiaofu and I were just talking. If you want to have some leverage over Wei Zhao, why don't you sneak into the restroom and snap a few pictures of him? That ought to do the trick, right?"

After reading the message, Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up at once. This was actually a brilliant idea. She typed back: "Fine, then—you go snap them!"

Me? Zhong Yongliang stared at the text in his hand and nearly laughed and cried at the same time. He thought: If I had the guts to take those pictures, would I have asked you to do it? If I went into the restroom to photograph Wei Zhao, wouldn't he beat me to a pulp?

"I don't dare. I'm afraid of getting a beating. But I can keep watch for you." Zhong Yongliang fired back the message with all the courage he had. It made Feng Xiaoxiao gnash her teeth in frustration. It seemed there was no choice but to do the deed herself.

When the time came, if Wei Zhao didn't cooperate, she would threaten to send his photos to Gu Mengyao, Shen Yushu, and that commoner beauty campus goddess—just let him see how humiliating it would be!

True, men could be thick-skinned in certain situations, but Feng Xiaoxiao refused to believe Wei Zhao would have the nerve to let all those girls see him doing his business...

Yes, it was settled! Feng Xiaoxiao clenched her fist and made up her mind.

One class period passed. Wei Zhao never got up to use the restroom, leaving the fully prepared Feng Xiaoxiao somewhat deflated.

Another class period passed, and Wei Zhao still hadn't gone to the restroom. This made Feng Xiaoxiao even more frustrated, and she couldn't hold back: "Wei Zhao, why don't you drink any water?"

"Why should I drink water? And even if I did, what's it to you? You're being awfully nosy." Wei Zhao shot Feng Xiaoxiao an irritated glance.

"Well... it's hot in summer, you know. I was only trying to be helpful. Fine, don't drink, see if I care. Hmph!" Feng Xiaoxiao turned her head away and refused to speak to Wei Zhao any further.