Top Cadet Lian Yin! (2)

Lian Yin entered his Rolls-Royce Sweptail, the sleek design doing nothing but irking him at this moment.

Who said that the most expensive car in the world had to be so slippery?

It pissed him off. He needed to give it away soon, so that he could pay somebody to make a better one.

He sighed and shifted the gear to drive before he backed out of his driveway in one smooth motion. His average speed hovered at around 100mph as he weaved his way around the cars of his urban neighborhood.

It took him 10 minutes to enter the city and another three minutes to stop his car right in front of a nondescript and (clearly) old building.

Skyscrapers were lined on either side, causing the old building to stick out in a weird way. Lian Yin couldn't help but sigh and mentally shake his head.

The higher-ups needed to get rid of their sick sense of humor.

Opening the door, he was immediately hit with the cold air of a very expensive air conditioner. The room was simple and made entirely of wood. There was only a desk and a door right next to it. He took a few seconds to appreciate the cold air before he sauntered his way to the receptionist.

The young "lady" before him had a small face, pouty lips, large eyes, and beautiful hair. "She" would have been a 100 gigawatt beauty... if "she" hadn't been male.

"You were almost late, dumb*ss," Fan Jia, the "beautiful" receptionist said. His voice was shrill and reedy, exactly like a boy's before he hit his puberty.

"I see the trap is still going strong," Lian Yin grinned, winking with his left eye.

"One more word outta you, and I'll f*cking blow your brains out."

"Of course, sweetheart." Lian Yin grinned his wolf grin and quickly opened and closed the door right next to Fan Jia, blowing the young boy a kiss as he did so. Lian Yin chuckled as he heard the sound of a chair falling to the ground, as well as the metal click of a machine gun.

It was f*cking hilarious.

He was still chuckling when Amelia, his trusty assistant, came barreling towards his chest. There was murder in her eyes as she pierced her perfectly manicured nails through his clothes.

"Where the f*ck were you!" Amelia's tone of voice was severe, and her face looked more than aggrieved- she looked as if she would rather stab Lian Yin with something more than her nails.

Lian Yin chuckled and enclosed Amelia's hands into his broad ones. Lowering his voice so that it sounded smooth and gentle, he said, "I know. I know."

Amelia looked confused as Lian Yin continued to hold her hand. She opened her mouth but closed it, still not knowing what to say.

He continued, "I know that it's hard to share me with othe-"

"Shut the f*ck up!" Amelia roared, tearing her hands away from Lian Yin's grasp. She looked like a raging bull as her ample chest heaved up and down in her palpable anger. "If you don't go into that D*MN ROOM, I'm going to-"

"Yes, yes," Lian Yin offhandedly said. He waved the girl goodbye and sent her an air kiss as he entered the door.

The last thing he could hear was the thump of a high heel hitting a wooden door.

Lian Yin chuckled.

She was cute to tease, too.

[5 seconds left.]

Lian Yin's expression melted into a serious one as all of his surroundings of the small room turned white. He mentally ticked off the seconds before... it was time.