Chapter 97

"Mr. Ye is indeed impressive." Hearing Ye Chenghai say that he would let Zhang Qiu shoot a few rounds, Zhang Qiu couldn't help but admire Ye Chenghai's boldness.

After all, to Ye Chenghai, Zhang Qiu was just a stranger. Not to mention the possibility that Zhang Qiu might turn the gun on him, but in this era, guns were banned, and unlicensed possession of a gun was a serious crime. Even with a license, one couldn't just shoot around casually.

Many online rumors suggested that many executives and high-ranking officials had secret rooms in their offices. Ye Chenghai's office had a back door, and Zhang Qiu originally guessed it led to a secret room for meeting secretaries.

However, upon entering, it turned out to be a training room. There were targets inside, and several bows and arrows hung on the wall, indicating that this was originally an archery training room.

"I don't have much interest in firearms. I usually like to play around with these bows and arrows," Ye Chenghai said with a smile.

It was rare to see someone who looked like a boss but preferred archery over secretaries. Zhang Qiu couldn't have guessed that.

Zhang Qiu scanned the training room. It wasn't a large space, and the distance to the targets was too close to see the effect. Zhang Qiu thought about how to demonstrate his shooting skills.

At this moment, Zhang Qiu remembered the cigarettes on Ye Chenghai's desk. He asked for permission, took three cigarettes, and placed them on three different targets.

After placing them, Zhang Qiu stood in position, didn't aim particularly, and fired three shots casually. After the three shots, Zhang Qiu returned the gun.

Everyone then looked at the three cigarettes, which had all been cut in half by the bullets, but the targets were unharmed.

The cigarettes were thinner than the bullets and were placed right on the targets. To cut the cigarettes without touching the targets, this level of shooting was simply amazing.

If it was just one shot, it might be considered luck, but three consecutive shots convinced everyone that it was genuine skill.

Ye Chenghai couldn't help but clap. His two bodyguards also looked amazed. Ye Mei, however, watched Zhang Qiu with renewed interest, as if reassessing him.

"Excellent! I wonder what Zhang Qiu wants for his performance?" Ye Chenghai asked.

Zhang Qiu replied, "Actually, I just wanted to join in the fun. Maybe I can help save your son. These shots were to show you that even if I can't help, I won't cause any trouble."

"Zhang Qiu, you truly have a sense of justice!" Both Ye Chenghai and Ye Mei couldn't help but become more interested in Zhang Qiu's background.

After all, ordinary people don't have access to guns. At most, they might touch a gun during military training, but how could that develop shooting skills?

Therefore, those who could excel in shooting were either military, police, athletes, or the children of wealthy families.

"However, this operation is not a game. Although your shooting skills are good, you won't be much help. If you really want to help, why don't you take Mei Mei home?" Ye Chenghai said.

At this moment, Ye Mei also said, "Zhang Qiu, are you willing to take me home?"

Zhang Qiu originally wanted to refuse. He was a bit frustrated. It was a rare opportunity to show off his shooting skills, and now it was gone. He was indeed a bit reluctant.

But at this moment, the system suddenly popped up a notification: "Ye Mei's mission: The Beauty of the Boudoir. Take Ye Mei home, visit her bedroom, and sit on her bed. Task difficulty (moderate). Reward: Proficiency in high school exams (provincial level)."

Ah, it seems this super beauty detector is indeed named appropriately, only giving tasks related to beautiful women. If the one kidnapped was Ye Mei's sister instead of her brother, it would probably give a related task.

Now that there was a task, Zhang Qiu had to agree to take Ye Mei home and think about how to visit her bedroom and sit on her bed.

Zhang Qiu was a bit frustrated at first. He couldn't act as a hero, but thinking about it, he suddenly felt a bit excited.

He had been in many girls' rooms before.

First, there was Ning Lan's room. As childhood friends, he had been in her room many times, so it wasn't special.

The first time he felt a bit excited was in Su Yun's bedroom, where something slightly exciting happened.

Then there was Xiang Yufei's bedroom. However, her room was too tidy, with everything neatly arranged, and all the girly items hidden away. There was also a computer and some office documents, which made it less exciting.

Although he hadn't seen Ye Zhuyun's room, he had used her blanket, and the scent on it had even given him a dream.

Now, he was thinking about entering the bedroom of a girl he had just met, which made him think again.

On the way, Zhang Qiu asked Ye Mei, "You don't seem very worried." Ye Chenghai was calm, which was understandable for a business elite. However, Ye Mei also seemed calm, which was quite impressive for a young girl.

This situation could either mean she was cold-hearted or had excellent self-control.

Since Ye Mei thought of her brother immediately after the kidnapping, she wasn't cold-hearted, so it must be her excellent self-control.

Chenghai Group, Zhang Qiu silently thought. He could look it up when he had time. To have a daughter like Ye Mei, Ye Chenghai must not be simple. From this, Zhang Qiu deduced that Ye Mei was at least a third-generation rich person, otherwise, it would be hard to have such self-control.

For most second-generation rich or powerful people, their parents were busy with their careers and often absent, leading to a lack of proper upbringing, or even failed upbringing.

The various scandals of second-generation rich or powerful people exposed in the news were typical examples of failed upbringing. The saying "wealth does not last beyond three generations" is often due to this reason.

"Why not worry? I just don't show it! Worrying too much won't help! It's better to return home safely and not cause more trouble for my father," Ye Mei said.

After saying this, Ye Mei changed the topic, "You surprise me! Who are you?"

"Who else? I'm Zhang Qiu, a high school student," Zhang Qiu said with a smile.

"How did you meet Nana?" Ye Mei asked again.

"This goes back to when I was in the first year of junior high. On the first day of enrollment, I wandered around the school after registering, getting familiar with the new environment. Then I saw a beautiful girl and fell in love at first sight. It would have ended there, but during the opening ceremony, Lin Lai, who scored 708 points in the high school entrance exam, received a scholarship. When she went on stage to receive the award, she stood out among the new students, and I learned her name. I started to secretly admire her... until recently, she finally knew of my existence."

Zhang Qiu wanted Ye Mei to help him speak well of him to Lin Lai and, noticing her interest in him, decided not to hide these things from her.

"Secretly admiring her for three years! You're really impressive!" Ye Mei gave him a thumbs up, "Why didn't you pursue Nana from the beginning?"

"Ha ha, many people pursue her, and I'm just one of them. Besides, I felt inferior and didn't think I was good enough for her," Zhang Qiu said, "Now, as graduation approaches, I have nothing to hold me back, so I dared to reveal my feelings. But she misunderstood me, probably thinking I'm a pest!"

Regarding how he offended Lin Lai, he could only be vague. However, from Uncle De's attitude, Zhang Qiu knew that Lin Lai hadn't exposed what he did to her. Instead, she lied, saying that he pursued and bothered her, which made her dislike him.

Zhang Qiu was glad that Lin Lai said this, as it allowed him to hide the truth from everyone. Thus, he spoke with a sense of failed confession and being disliked.

"It must be your strategy that's wrong. You can't just confess directly. Once rejected, there's no turning back!" Ye Mei said.

Zhang Qiu nodded, "You're right. I was rejected and felt不甘心, but Lin Lai ended up disliking me even more."

"If someone I rejected kept bothering me, I would dislike them too!" Ye Mei said, "So, don't confess randomly."

"Confession is something you do when both people have feelings for each other and need to break the ice. You, a secret admirer, confessing to a girl who doesn't know you, is bound to fail!" Ye Mei said, "Don't read too many strategy guides. You probably thought confession was the first step in a relationship, which is why you confessed. If you believe that, you'll fall flat on your face!"

"Listening to you, it seems that's true..." Zhang Qiu scratched his head. His honest appearance wasn't an act; he was naturally a straightforward otaku. Although he was becoming more confident, his honest nature still showed from time to time.

His honest and simple appearance made Ye Mei laugh, "If I weren't in a bad mood today, I would give you some advice." Sometimes girls like this honest and simple appearance, but fate is often unpredictable. Honest and simple people often encounter girls who prefer clever and humorous men, leading to the conclusion that honest people are not good. This is clearly a case of bad money driving out good.

In fact, when facing a woman they like who also likes them, honest people can also be humorous and charming. Pleasing one's partner is a human instinct.

However, another tragedy is that in relationships, honest people often like women who don't like them or are unsure if the woman likes them, leading to a vicious cycle.

"I'll ask you for advice another day!" Zhang Qiu said.

As they chatted, they arrived at Ye Mei's home. She lived in a villa complex with a standalone luxury villa, covering about two to three acres, over a thousand square meters, which left Zhang Qiu quite impressed.