By this time it was more than 12 p.m., there were almost no cars on the road, and there weren't many traffic lights around here, so I accelerated my car and followed the woman's sports car closely. As she moved on, I felt that the surrounding scenery became more and more familiar. It did not take long for us to come to a factory area. We came to a place I used to know very well, that is, where I used to work.

A few minutes later, the beautiful woman's car stopped at the door of the factory where I used to work. She pressed her horn. When the security...