As the four of them finished their meal, it was past ten in the evening. Lin Yan escorted Su Mojin upstairs.
The room he booked for Su Mojin was right next to his own, both presidential suites on the fifth floor.
Zhang Mingzhi and the others were in standard rooms on the third floor.
Soon, the elevator reached the fifth floor. As the doors opened, Lin Yan pulled Su Mojin out of the elevator.
Not only was the exterior and size of this Jialin Hotel much smaller than the one in Kyoto, but even the interior facilities and configurations were considerably less grand. This hotel only had four presidential suites, while the one in Kyoto had twelve, each more luxurious than these.
Lin Yan escorted Su Mojin to her room door.
"Go on in. Get some good rest tonight; we fly to Kyoto early tomorrow morning."
Standing at Su Mojin's room door, Lin Yan spoke, his tone slightly serious.
"Okay!"
Su Mojin obediently agreed. She was also a bit tired today and could use some early rest.
Opening her room door, Su Mojin stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on Lin Yan's cheek. After the surprise attack, she flashed a move to dart into the room.
However, she hadn't expected Lin Yan to be prepared this time. As she tried to slip into the room, he caught her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into an embrace.
Su Mojin's delicate body collided with Lin Yan's firm chest.
"Surprise attacks are shameful," Lin Yan whispered into Su Mojin's ear, his magnetic voice making her ears tingle.
With such close proximity and the warm breath from Lin Yan's mouth, Su Mojin's face flushed crimson.
"Mmmph..."
Lin Yan turned sideways, pressing Su Mojin against the wall and performing a wall slam.
This has gone too far...
After a long while, they finally separated.
"I... I'm going back."
Seizing the moment Lin Yan released her, Su Mojin quickly slipped into her room.
With a bang, she shut the door.
Seeing Su Mojin retreat so quickly, Lin Yan smiled. Suppressing the fire within him, Lin Yan walked towards his own room next door.
The door closed.
Su Mojin leaned against the doorframe, her heart pounding like a drum.
It felt like a lively little rabbit had jumped into her chest.
After a considerable time, Su Mojin gradually calmed down. She changed her clothes, got into bed, and curled up under the covers.
Now, she felt that her relationship with Lin Yan was developing really fast; they had reached this stage in just over half a month.
But she felt it was good. In this day and age, it was truly not easy to meet someone as wonderful as Lin Yan in a first love. Thinking of Lin Yan's flustered state at the end, Su Mojin's lips curved into a slight smile beneath the covers.
Back in his room, Lin Yan rushed into the bathroom to take a shower, which finally helped him suppress his earlier excitement.
After a quick rinse, Lin Yan emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
Remembering his earlier thought to inquire about the manor construction, Lin Yan walked to the coffee table, picked up the phone on it, and called Zhang Qin.
Although it was past ten in the evening, Zhang Qin was still awake. She was busy contacting the construction team because the young master's requirement was to have the manor built in the shortest possible time.
Therefore, she had been incredibly busy these past few days, often sleeping past midnight.
Just as she was modifying a spreadsheet, the phone beside her suddenly rang.
"Hello, Young Master. It's so late, is there something you need?"
"Are you asleep?"
Lin Yan's voice came through.
"Not yet."
As soon as the call connected, judging by the other person's tone, Lin Yan thought they were asleep.
"How is the manor construction coming along?"
Lin Yan got straight to the point. What he cared about most now was when he could move into his own manor.
"We've already negotiated with the East District streets and completed the investment. The mountain clearing was finished yesterday, and construction has begun. If we push at full speed, it should be completed within twenty days."
Zhang Qin pondered for a moment before replying.
This was her estimate based on the fastest possible timeline.
"What about the racetrack?"
Lin Yan continued to ask.
"The racetrack will take at least forty days."
Forty days. This was already very fast in Lin Yan's estimation. In his memory, constructing such a large racetrack usually took about half a year or even longer.
"Alright, I have nothing else."
With that, Lin Yan hung up the phone. Completed within twenty days. As expected, money made everything happen quickly.
Immediately after, Lin Yan took out his phone again and called Zhang Mingzhi.
Zhang Mingzhi had just returned to his room and naturally wouldn't be asleep so quickly. The call was answered promptly.
This time, Lin Yan called Zhang Mingzhi about the A-country station. Lin Yan planned to make a grand declaration of love to Su Mojin at the A-country station.
"Young Master, don't worry. I've already arranged that matter for you."
Regarding the matter Lin Yan mentioned, Zhang Mingzhi repeatedly assured him that he had already made arrangements and that it would be foolproof.
"You should know the importance of this matter. Alright, organize a copy of Reisner's video data and send it to me."
After saying this, Lin Yan hung up the phone.
By the end of the endurance race, Lin Yan's physical condition had improved significantly compared to the Shanghai station. His chances of defeating Reisner at the next station would be even greater.
The endurance race was a minor matter; the A-country station was the most significant concern during this period.
Both Lin Yan and Zhang Mingzhi kept their focus squarely on the A-country station.
Country A is located across the sea on the other side of Blue Star. It is also a major country that hosts motorcycle races year-round, possessing a very rich motorcycle culture.
Lin Yan did not exercise today and went straight to sleep in bed.
Lin Yan fell asleep, but someone else couldn't.
...
"Who? Say again, who beat up my son."
Song Botao's father, Song Yi, had just returned home and hadn't even had time to sleep when he heard the news that his son had been beaten into the hospital.
He hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed out again.
"People from the Lin family? Didn't we already withdraw our investment from Tengfei last time?"
Ignoring his wife's questioning, Song Yi walked directly out of the Song family villa.
"No, Chairman, it wasn't for that reason, but rather..."
"Then what is it? Why are you being so secretive?"
Hearing the Chairman's growing anger, the secretary dared not hide it any longer.
"Ch-Chairman, Young Master had secretly colluded with the Wei family to ambush the Lin family's young man before. The Lin Corporation probably beat up Young Master because of this."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner!"
"Chairman, please calm down. It was Young Master who asked me to keep it from you."
"Never mind. I'll go to the hospital first to see how he is. Also, keep a close eye on the Lin family's situation for me recently."
The call ended, and Song Yi got into the car driven by his chauffeur.
These days, the Lin family was on the rise, and he had repeatedly emphasized to his son the importance of lying low. Yet, this unfilial son stubbornly refused to listen.