Chapter 41: The Woman Who Drove a SLS

  Xi'an has only one international airport, which is also the largest in Northwest China. Most Shaanxi people call it Xianyang International Airport, while outsiders call it Xi'an International Airport. In fact, its full name is Xi'an-Xianyang International Airport. The two different names reflect the great efforts made to build this airport. It was not just a simple question of where to build the airport, but also involved political interests and struggles between various cities, counties, and provincial governments. Xianyang International Airport is located in Xianyang, 100 kilometers northwest of Xi'an city center. It is said that originally, the airport was going to be built in the northeast of Xi'an, at the junction of Weinan and Tongchuan. However, just as the deal seemed done, it was suddenly turned around, and the airport was moved to Xianyang. Apparently, the then-mayor of Xianyang had been sent from the central government to Shaanxi to make a name for himself, and he directly contacted the Ministry of Transportation and the Civil Aviation Administration, forcing the airport to be built in Xianyang.

  Li Sansheng took a taxi from the Bell Tower and headed straight to the airport. Along the way, he chatted with the driver about some of Xi'an's underground topics. Although the taxi driver was a low-level figure, he came into contact with many people every day, so he collected a lot of information, including some unseemly rumors and gossip.

  The driver was obviously a talkative person, and he did most of the talking. Li San Sheng listened with a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed. The driver was a straightforward and honest man. From the moment Li San Sheng got into his car, he understood that it wasn't easy to find a taxi willing to go from the Bell Tower to the airport. The distance was too far and not profitable, and there was a risk of returning empty-handed. Some drivers would either ask for a fixed price without using the meter or use the meter but manipulate it to show a longer distance than actual. It seemed like they didn't care if you went or not. Although Xi'an city had strict penalties for taxi drivers who refused to take passengers, the fine of 200 yuan was still not enough to deter them from breaking the rules.

  On the airport expressway, the middle-aged driver uncle and Li Sansheng were also familiar with each other. Looking at Li Sansheng's outfit, he didn't seem like a rich man either. A round-trip plane ticket could probably buy several sets of clothes on him. The driver half-jokingly asked, "Young man, you don't look like a rich guy, what are you doing going to the airport?"

  Li Sansheng couldn't help but smile, thinking the driver was quite interesting. He laughed and replied, "Uncle, I'm originally a poor person, how would I have money to take a plane? I was born with a poor fate."

  The driver, after listening to Li Sansheng's words, showed some disagreement and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm out the window. Frowning, he said: "Although Lao Er is a roughneck, at least he graduated from high school, so he knows that 'the aristocracy has no class'. In this day and age, it's survival of the fittest - the timid will starve to death while the bold will thrive. Young people should have some drive, if I weren't old with a wife and kids, I wouldn't be driving a broken-down taxi either, but now I just can't keep up."

  Coarse words, unexpectedly the driver is indeed an interesting person. Once he opens his mouth, it can't be closed again. "They say wealth doesn't last more than three generations, poverty also doesn't last more than three generations. Thirty years on this side of the river, thirty years on that side of the river. There's nothing that can't be done."

  Li Sansheng nodded, he had heard such words since childhood, but when things really came to the fore, there were only a few people who dared to make a desperate struggle. To know that life is ultimately born, living on, is it a humble survival or a shocking and earth-shaking one? Everyone has different choices, and the results are also different.

  It's not an exaggeration to say that Li Sansheng spent the first twenty years of his life in a state of self-preservation, but all this was what Master wanted him to understand. Only by understanding how to preserve himself could he avoid spending his whole life in such a state.

  When the taxi was about to arrive at the airport, the uncle also calmed down, probably thinking that it's not fun talking alone, just like when performing a crosstalk, one person speaking is never as lively as two people speaking.

  Li Sansheng was startled awake by the driver's uncle's standard Shaanxi dialect curse when he narrowed his eyes, and only then did he see the driver's uncle staring at the black Maserati that had just overtaken the taxi, muttering curses.

  The owner of the Maserati GT, however, seemed to have heard the middle-aged driver's standard Shaanxi curse and suddenly slowed down to keep pace with the taxi. The middle-aged man was startled, afraid that his loud curse would bring trouble, although he was skilled in verbal sparring, but after all, he was a small fry who couldn't stir up big waves. Besides, someone who can afford a nearly three-million-yuan Maserati GT is not ordinary, no matter how low-key they try to be.

  The middle-aged uncle was a bit at a loss, and Li Sansheng was really afraid that this uncle who had just been like a sage giving himself a big lecture would accidentally step on the accelerator instead of the brake and get himself scrapped on this airport highway. He said softly, "It's okay, if anything happens, I'll take responsibility." The middle-aged uncle gave him a grateful look and continued driving with a relieved heart.

  The Maserati GT looks conservative in appearance, not like Porsche Ferrari Lamborghini "looks stunning to death", but someone has evaluated Maserati as a noblewoman on the outside and a slut at heart, which is quite apt.

  After the Maserati GT lowered its glass, Li Sansheng was surprised to find that there was only one person inside, and it was a woman. What's more, she was a beautiful woman wearing a fiery red deep V-neck dress, with a pair of sunglasses covering half of her face, and a head of slightly curly hair blowing in the wind. Although he couldn't see the whole face of this beauty driving the Maserati, Li Sansheng could be certain that she was only twenty-five or six years old, which could be inferred from her absolutely flawless and delicate skin. What made Li Sansheng feel a bit depressed was that such a woman should be the kind of goddess-like figure who was highly admired by men. The reason why Li Sansheng dared to confirm that this woman was a goddess rather than a mistress was that she had an air of being spoiled, which was exactly what Li Sansheng disliked most about women.

  Li San was puzzled why this woman wanted to come back, could it be that she discovered a handsome guy like him sitting in the car and after being suppressed for so long, she wanted a one-night stand? But it wasn't that serious, right? Although Li San thought this way in his mind, his eyes didn't retreat or hesitate as he locked gazes with the sexy fire-red beauty. He even unapologetically gave her his gaze, which was directed at the white and tender cleavage and double spheres that made men excited. His tongue also sensually licked the corner of his mouth. This seemed unlike Li San's usual calm demeanor, but more like the style of a lecherous man. It was unclear whether the fire-red beauty couldn't withstand Li San's unapologetic gaze or discovered he wasn't as handsome as she thought. She let out a cold hum, raised the glass partition, accelerated suddenly, and sped away, leaving behind the honking of cars and the driver's lecherous gaze.

  When they arrived at the airport, it was exactly 8:30. There were less than twenty minutes left before Yu'er's flight. When getting off the car, Li San Sheng gave the driver all the round-trip fare. After all, this wasn't peak season, and the driver would definitely not be able to pick up anyone on the way back, so he could only make a wasted trip. Li San Sheng thought the driver was quite to his liking, although at the critical moment he had been a bit cowardly, but he couldn't let the driver lose out either. However, the middle-aged uncle refused to accept it and only took what he should have taken, so Li San Sheng didn't insist anymore.

  It's just a feeling, if everyone could take what they should and not take what they shouldn't, there wouldn't be so many lonely souls. But in an instant, I overturned my own thoughts, people are all ambitious, people are all selfish.

  It's not time yet, and going in would be pointless. Li San Sheng crouched on the steps outside the airport hall to smoke a cigarette. This time he switched to a better brand, Hao Mao from Baoji Cigarette Factory, which cost 10 yuan per pack. It wasn't particularly expensive, but it was several grades higher than the Huan Shu tree he used to smoke. The cigarettes were given by the driver on the bus.

  He had a very sloppy smoking posture, squatting like a rural bun, actually just a peasant. His thumb, index finger and middle finger were pinched together holding the cigarette, taking one puff and exhaling one puff, only through his throat. After finishing the cigarette, ten minutes had passed, Li Sansheng stood up, took two deep breaths, and prepared to go in. Li Sansheng didn't forget that he was a socialist four-good youth, didn't randomly throw away the cigarette butt, and after extinguishing it, casually put it in his pocket, just out of habit.

  Unfortunately, after entering, the screen in the airport lobby showed that the flight made by Yu'er was normally late, not unexpectedly, and was delayed for more than ten minutes. Compared to the train's delay, Li Sansheng was very calm.

  Inside the airport, there was a moderately sized bookstore that sold bestsellers and fashion finance magazines. Next to it was a coffee shop that looked pretty good. Li Sansheng didn't have the refined taste to appreciate coffee, besides, he was used to the taste of tea leaves and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get used to drinking coffee. Secretly, he despised himself for being born with a poor man's fate.

  Undoubtedly, Li Sansheng, who regarded books as his life, chose the bookstore. Inside the store was a decent-looking young woman, not stunning but pleasant to look at in a plain way. The young woman kept her head down reading and only looked up to smile when Li Sansheng entered before ignoring him again until he casually picked up a copy of "Ruili Women's Magazine", at which point she gave him a surprised or curious glance.

  Watching "Rayli Women" didn't make Li Sansheng infatuated, but it reminded him of his time at Qinling College. During self-study sessions, he would often be bothered by Yu'er and Xinxin, who would sneak into his class to escape their own classes. Compared to these two carefree girls, Li Sansheng's family had a strong military background, so he was more disciplined and didn't get into trouble like they did. He always sat in the back of the classroom and wouldn't budge, even when the beautiful language teacher, who was considered one of the prettiest teachers in school, tried to talk to him several times. The class advisor and teaching director were even less effective in controlling the two girls, which made it easy for them to sneak into Li Sansheng's class every time they skipped their own classes. They would use various methods to get rid of the people sitting next to Li Sansheng, and then the two girls would start teasing him, always carrying fashion magazines with them. When they were bored, they would show Li Sansheng how to match clothes and take care of skin, talking about all sorts of things related to women.

  "Uh-huh"

  Li Sansheng heard a slight movement of the throat behind him, turned his head and saw an acquaintance, who was also just getting to know him. She was wearing a fiery red deep V fringe dress, with slightly curly hair and a pair of sunglasses covering her face, driving a Maserati. It seemed like fate had brought them together again.

  Li Sansheng finally had the opportunity to take a close look at this sexy beauty driving a Maserati, and he wondered if she was also a noblewoman with a loose heart. He finally came to a conclusion that an angelic face must be matched with a devilish figure, otherwise it wouldn't be a beauty.

  Li Sansheng guessed that this woman was also curious about a big man like himself holding "Rayli Women's Magazine".

  Either it's perverted or it's a neurotic disorder.

  "Beautiful girl, is there something I can help you with?" Li San Sheng turned his head around, a natural and effortless smile on his face, not evading.

  It's clear that the beautiful woman didn't have a good impression of Li Sansheng, she ignored him and went to the bestseller bookshelf in the bookstore, leaving behind Li Sansheng who could only sigh at his own lack of charm. If it were Old Mong Wangzi, he would definitely be able to conquer her, and even Heizi, that muscular guy, would have a 90% chance of winning her over.

  They met in a hurry, without any intersection. Looking at the time, this time it really arrived. If he continued to be late, Li Sansheng felt that he was speechless about China's traffic. As soon as Li Sansheng left the bookstore, he smiled and greeted the little beauty, and the fiery beauty who was also about 1.72 meters tall followed him out.

  Li San Sheng's mouth curved into an arc, thinking that once you're born, twice you're familiar, three times you go home and roll in a big bed.