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Li Hong was racing down the road when, not long after, he was forced to stop by a Tailored Man flashing red and green lights behind him.
"Hey, you up ahead! You've exceeded the speed limit. Please pull over... stop and cooperate with the inspection!"
Caught off guard by the sudden reprimand, Li Hong was bewildered. How had he broken the law?
He had never heard of a speed limit for running!
"Hey, why are you stopping me?"
The Tailored Man raised his phone and snapped a picture of Li Hong, then said irritably, "You were speeding!"
"Wait, how can I be speeding? I’m not even driving!" Li Hong protested, feeling confused. This didn’t make sense!
"Look at the sign above you!" The Tailored Man pointed to a traffic sign behind Li Hong.
Turning around, Li Hong was even more puzzled. It was just a speed limit of 40; he wasn’t driving and hadn’t been drinking. Why were they after him?
"What are you guys doing? I’m not in a car; how can this speed limit apply to me?"
The Tailored Man pointed at the speed limit sign with annoyance. "Isn't it clear? Speed limit 40! Just look at how fast you’ve been running!"
Li Hong felt wronged. It would be one thing if he had been caught driving, but for someone who couldn’t afford a car to be stopped like this seemed unreasonable!
"Besides, the speed limit applies regardless of what vehicle you're using. Even on a bicycle, you have to follow the speed limit, understand?"
"I’m not riding a bike..." Li Hong tried to defend himself.
The Tailored Man remained silent.
"It doesn’t matter if you’re not in a car; the rules don’t say that only drivers are subject to limits. Look at this—meters per second—this speed is dangerous!"
Li Hong stared blankly at the unprecedented ticket issued by the Tailored Man. Seriously? He got a ticket for running too fast?
After finishing the ticket, the Tailored Man turned to his colleague and asked, "Hey, can this guy compete in the Olympics now?"
"Not a chance! That Baby Stroller from Jamaica probably couldn't outrun him," the colleague said cheerfully, patting Li Hong on the shoulder.
"Buddy, you should start training for running. With that speed, it would be a shame not to practice."
"…"
The Tailored Man handed the ticket to Li Hong and said coldly, "Consider this a lesson. Remember it next time! You’ll have to pay the fine to the Traffic Enforcement Team yourself. I—"
Before he could finish, the Tailored Man suddenly realized that this guy probably wasn't under their jurisdiction!
The Traffic Enforcement Team only dealt with vehicles. What were they supposed to do about someone speeding without wheels?
Catching his colleague's pleading gaze, another Tailored Man cleared his throat and stammered, "Uh, just go pay the fine first!"
"I don’t have any money…" Li Hong replied.
He wasn’t lying; having just arrived in this world, he didn’t have a single cent to his name.
Of course, if Soft Sister Coins were accepted, he might have a few of those.
The two Tailored Men exchanged glances of disbelief.
"Alright, alright, just go. But don’t let it happen again!"
Feeling quite helpless, they waved Li Hong away.
After years of catching speeders, this was their first time encountering a living speeding tool.
While it was unusual for baby strollers or toy cars to speed, it certainly wasn’t unheard of.
However, for Li Hong, this was the first time he encountered such a situation after so many years of being a Tailored Man.
With no precedent and considering it wasn't a major issue, they decided to let Li Hong go.
What Li Hong didn't know was that shortly after he left this world, a document titled "Pedestrian, Stroller, Toy Car Speeding Penalty Regulations" was swiftly issued to various clothing manufacturing divisions.
Among those involved in drafting this document were the two bewildered Tailored Men.
Well, that was just nonsense; Li Hong never expected the world to revolve around him alone.
Having shaken off the two silly Tailored Men, Li Hong immediately quickened his pace towards a large city ahead.
It was truly a big city, the kind that was exceptionally large!
Sea City!
...
At this moment, high above the open sea, on a flight from Ugly Nation's Hughes Station to Sea City, a well-dressed Flight Attendant with an exquisite face was serving tea to a gentleman in First Class.
Just as she reached First Class, the Flight Attendant's charming eyes suddenly narrowed. She quickly approached a passenger who was puffing away on a cigar and snatched it from his hand, extinguishing it with a cup of warm water.
After handling that situation, the Flight Attendant coldly addressed the non-compliant passenger, "Sir, smoking is prohibited on this aircraft!"
"Oh, I truly apologize for that," the man replied mockingly.
The Flight Attendant frowned; his tone did not reflect any remorse.
"Sir, please come with me. We need to conduct a full-body inspection. Additionally, we would like you to disclose where you obtained that lighter."
A slender white hand reached out from behind her, holding a frosted light gold lighter between two pale fingers.
A gentle and handsome young face appeared before the Flight Attendant, adorned with a hint of rebellious charm.
"Are you serious about this?"
The young man shook the lighter in his hand, a half-smile playing on his lips as he asked.
"Y-yes!"
For some reason, facing this seemingly gentle young man, the Flight Attendant felt a chill run down her spine. It was as if behind that smile lurked an unknown demon.
"Dunhill gold ape!" At that moment, a plump passenger nearby caught sight of the lighter in the young man's hand and exclaimed in surprise.
"Darling, what is it?" His companion turned around, curious.
"Dunhill gold ape. Dunhill is the maker of the first butane lighter. This commemorative edition has a casing made of 18k gold, and only a few were produced. It sells for a thousand ugly dollars." The chubby man spoke while gazing enviously at the lighter swaying in the young man's hand.
"Hiss!"
At his words, the surrounding passengers gasped in disbelief, staring at the lighter that the young man had casually pulled out.
It was a limited edition, worth around seventy to eighty thousand Soft Sister Coins.
Even the Flight Attendant was taken aback. Despite her extensive experience, she had never seen such an expensive lighter.
Seeing that someone recognized the value of his lighter, the young man shook his head and said to the chubby man, "You have good taste; it's yours!"
With that, he tossed the priceless limited edition lighter to the side as if it were trash.
"Sir, you..." The Flight Attendant hesitated, unsure how to persuade the young man.
The chubby man's eyes widened in shock as he hurriedly caught the lighter, cradling it in his arms like a lover.
Afterward, he couldn't help but ask the young man, "Are you really? You really gave it to me?"
The young man grinned and waved his hand dismissively. "It's yours; I have plenty more at home."
The heavyset man felt a tremor run through him, his heart churning with waves of emotion.
This limited edition Dunhill Gold Ape lighter was something he, even as the number one son of Sea City, with a father who was the wealthiest man in Sea City, would not dare to obtain. Yet this young man before him had casually given one away, and it seemed he had many more at home!
Who exactly was he?
"Sir..."
Before the flight attendant could finish her sentence, the young man interrupted her.
"My name is Ding Hongjun. I don't like being called 'sir.'"
The heavyset man felt even more admiration; this man's flirting skills were so adept that it was clear Ding Hongjun was no ordinary person!
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