Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 511 When asking your roommate to pick up a package, be polite.

A female dormitory at the School of Liberal Arts, Nanjing University.

The dormitory lights shone on Tang Yanning's focused profile, outlining her delicate and beautiful features.

Since spending an unforgettable night with Ye Fan, she has been like a crabapple blossom touched by a spring breeze, her eyebrows and eyes radiating a nourished beauty and contentment, and her skin seems to glow with a luminous sheen.

Recalling how her legs were sore and weak, her gait awkward, and how she even had to hold onto the railing to move up the short few steps of the dormitory building when she returned that morning, Tang Yanning's pretty face flushed red again.

Thank goodness she's recovered! Otherwise, it would have been so embarrassing! She secretly rejoiced that her "rest and recuperation" over the past few days had been very effective, and she was already full of energy.

Tap tap tap... Slender fingers danced like butterflies on the mechanical keyboard, producing crisp tapping sounds.

She was intently focused on the computer screen, controlling her character in the game as they fought their way through the canyon.

Just as this crucial team fight was about to erupt, and the mage she was controlling was about to unleash her ultimate skill that would decide the outcome—

hum!hum!hum!

My old phone, which was lying next to me, suddenly started vibrating violently. The screen lit up, and the words "JD Express" were clearly visible!

"Ah! Minmin! Qiqi! My dear sisters!"

Tang Yanning's gaze remained fixed on the screen, her voice urgent and soft, filled with a desperate plea:

"Quick! Help! Can you go downstairs and get my package? This team fight is at its most crucial moment! I really can't let my teammates down! Otherwise, I'll get reported for AFK! I'll treat you guys to a big meal tonight! Seafood, barbecue, hot pot, you name it!"

In the dormitory, Tang Yanning is undoubtedly the "little princess".

Not only because of her stunning beauty, but also because of her naturally soft and melodious voice and her innocent and unpretentious personality.

Her roommates all willingly pampered her, cherishing her like a delicate and bright flower.

At this moment, besides Tang Yanning, who was engaged in a fierce battle, only Xue Min and Zou Qi were in the dormitory.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a helpless smile in each other's eyes that said, "Here we go again," but they were used to it.

"Okay, okay, we'll go, we'll be your free labor!"

As Xue Min bent down to change her shoes, she deliberately sighed and joked, "Who can blame us when our beautiful Tang is the treasure of our 403 dormitory, our beloved little princess? What else can we do but pamper her?"

"Hehe! Thank you so much, my two lovely sisters! I love you both so much! Mua~"

Without even looking up, Tang Yanning blew a kiss and thanked him with overwhelming sweetness, then quickly immersed herself back into the battlefield on the small screen, the sound of keyboard typing ringing out again.

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the other side.

Ye Fan closed his eyes and rested on the sofa in the lounge for only a short while.

Wu Shaojie pushed open the door and entered, his face showing a hint of relief and efficiency after finishing "business," his voice booming:

"Old Ye! Wake up! Get out of here! Everything outside has been cleaned up for you!"

"Hmm." Ye Fan opened his eyes, his sleepiness completely gone. He casually patted off non-existent wrinkles in his clothes and stood up briskly.

Outside the exhibition hall, dusk was falling.

Several specialized enclosed trailers, designed specifically for transporting top-tier supercars, were already quietly waiting at the designated location.

The transportation of such a precision mechanical work of art, worth tens of millions, is nothing short of a ritual—the chassis is shockingly low, and even a one-centimeter drop in height or a bumpy road could leave irreparable damage to the fragile carbon fiber or expensive paint.

When I bought Pagani and Bugatti before, I enjoyed the brand's global concierge-style exclusive delivery service.

Although the transaction took place in Zhang Lang's private showroom, the stringent requirements for its transportation were not diminished at all.

Professionals in uniform are carefully operating the hydraulic lifting platform and laser level to ensure the loading process goes smoothly.

"Don't worry at all, Lao Ye!"

Wu Shaojie noticed a hint of scrutiny in Ye Fan's gaze, gestured with his chin towards the busy figures, and spoke with the trust of an expert in the field:

"These guys make a living this way! They're fully covered by high-value commercial insurance! Even a scratch, like a chipped paint or a bit of dust, will have enough payouts to make those actuaries at the insurance company cry themselves to sleep!"

Of course, the service fees that match this top-tier protection are also astronomical.

However, Zhang Lang had already taken care of all the trivial accounts and arrangements as part of the "deal," so Ye Fan, the big spender, didn't need to put in any effort at all.

A moment later.

Ye Fan got into the passenger seat of Wu Shaojie's bright red Ferrari 488.

With a deep, powerful roar from the engine, the sports car shot off like an arrow, tearing through the deepening twilight and speeding towards the brightly lit city.

"Old Ye, how about we just come over and check it out at my place?"

Wu Shaojie skillfully gripped the steering wheel with one hand, while the other casually rested on the window sill. He chuckled and suggested, "How about we take a look at those three Bentleys you ordered before? Unboxing a new car is so exciting!"

Ye Fan lazily sank into the soft leather seat, feeling the speed of the wind rushing in through the car window, and waved his hand:

"No need for all that trouble. Just take me straight back to school. Once the car arrives, just have someone deliver it to my garage."

"Okay! Should we unload Jiangwan City?" Wu Shaojie confirmed.

Ye Fan pondered for a moment, then clearly instructed, "Send the Dragon Flame Red one to Jiangwan City. The remaining Sonoma Green and Silverstone ones directly to Zhongningfu Residential Area."

He paused, then added:

"Those two are for my sister and my cousin. I'll send you her phone number later; the driver can contact her directly when the car arrives."

He readily agreed: "Sure! No problem! I guarantee my two sisters will get their new cars tomorrow!"

The bright red Ferrari weaved nimbly through the traffic and soon approached the Nanjing University campus.

However, when they were still some distance from the main gate of Nanjing University, Ye Fan signaled Wu Shaojie to slow down.

Instead of driving the car through Nanjing University's iconic main gate, he pointed to the opposite side of the gate of Jinling Normal University next door—across a not-so-wide road, directly opposite a relatively quiet side entrance of Nanjing University.

"Old Wu, let's stop here. I'll walk a few steps back." Ye Fan's voice was calm and indifferent.

Wu Shaojie was taken aback at first, then a knowing, mischievous smile immediately appeared on his face. He winked at Ye Fan, "Got it! I totally get it! Keeping a low profile! Afraid your classmates will see you getting out of the Ferrari? Okay, okay!"

In his view, Ye Fan's deliberate act of "hiding his wealth" was simply a "wicked hobby" that only top-tier players would have.

"Then I won't disturb Young Master Ye's experience of ordinary student life! Let's meet again next time!"

"See you later."

Ye Fan pushed open the door and got out of the car, his movements swift and decisive.

As soon as the car door closed, Wu Shaojie stepped on the gas. The Ferrari let out a low, suppressed roar of excitement and instantly merged into the river of cars ahead, leaving only a red afterimage and a gradually fading sound.