The next day, Susan arrived at the television station as usual to start her workday.
The station was on the 31st floor, and Susan's desk was by the best floor-to-ceiling window.
Looking out, half of New York City's scenery unfolded before her eyes.
Colleagues passing by Susan's desk couldn't help but cast envious glances.
Susan now exuded the air of a television station's pillar, and even the current top star would greet her proactively.
After all, Susan was familiar with New York's superhero, Superman.
However, Susan was very clear-headed and didn't become arrogant or overbearing because of it. She always treated everyone with a smile and helped with small favors whenever she could.
She was even willing to share some of Superman's gossip with them! She was truly a treasure in everyone's hearts.
Various small gifts piled up on Susan's desk, all expressions of gratitude from those she had helped.
She opened her computer and began her day's work.
The television station also owned a newspaper, and Susan was writing an article for the newspaper's front page.
She pulled up yesterday's photos from her computer. In the images, Lin Feng's sunny smile was incredibly infectious.
So handsome! How could anyone have such a beautiful smile?
Unable to resist, she reached out and touched the computer screen, a foolish smile on her face. In Eastern terms, it was probably a case of love seeing only the good.
...
Meanwhile, Lin Feng was sitting on the sofa, holding a book, his eyes gleaming.
He read intently, occasionally gasping in amazement, as if a new world had opened up to him.
He muttered continuously:
"So that's how it's done!?"
"Tsk tsk..."
"I've learned so much, learned so much..."
As Lin Feng flipped through the pages, he excitedly anticipated his evening date.
"What do you think? 100 prestige points were not a loss!" the system's lazy voice chimed in.
"It's okay, I guess..." Hearing the "dog system" appear, Lin Feng instantly suppressed his smile and feigned reluctance, saying, "It's nothing special. 10 prestige points would be more like it!"
"You idiot, I hope your date fails!" The system extended a middle finger and fell silent.
"Hmph, fail? That word isn't in my vocabulary." The handsome guy scoffed.
He meticulously rehearsed the date's flow in his mind, and Lin Feng was confident he had the evening in the bag.
First! Book a restaurant! It needed to be slightly upscale, with a comfortable ambiance, suitable for two.
The problem arose: What did Susan like to eat?
Lin Feng's incredible memory was put to extreme use at this moment, with scenes of his interactions with Susan appearing one by one in his mind like clear photographs.
He keenly noticed a row of small fish pendants on Susan's keychain, at least three or four strung together.
Lin Feng had seen this pendant before; it was a gift from a casual seafood restaurant that specialized in seafood. The fishing boat he had saved last month also bore this logo.
Susan having several of these pendants indicated she had visited this restaurant more than once.
This meant Susan liked seafood! Lin Feng felt like he was Conan at this moment.
Lin Feng took out his phone and searched for well-known seafood restaurants, deliberately choosing ones run by Chinese people.
He wanted to take Susan to experience how mysterious Eastern chefs prepared seafood.
In his memory, the ways to prepare seafood were dazzling, and each dish tasted even better than the last.
This was a unique skill of Eastern chefs, and he believed Susan would have a good experience.
"Hello? Yes, I'd like to book a table! For two people." Lin Feng dialed a restaurant's number.
"I'm sorry, sir, all our tables are booked! You can make a reservation for tomorrow..." A apologetic voice, speaking Mandarin, came from the other end.
"Oh? No need for now..." Lin Feng hung up, marveling inwardly, "Wow, as expected of a restaurant run by our countrymen, business is so booming?"
It wasn't even lunchtime, and dinner reservations were already full?
Lin Feng didn't dwell on it and called several other seafood restaurants.
To his surprise, all the restaurants he deemed suitable were fully booked! They couldn't get a reservation, even with more money!
Lin Feng was dumbfounded...
What was going on? Was business really this good?
Who said the path to love was full of thorns? His first date was already facing setbacks?
Indeed, love wasn't that simple... Lin Feng held his phone, lost in thought.
What should he do? Transform into Superman and fly over? He'd probably get a table, but their lives afterward wouldn't be peaceful, neither his nor Susan's.
"Hmm? Why did I forget him?" After a long moment of thought, Lin Feng slapped his thigh and dialed another number...
"Sir, Mr. Lin Feng is calling."
In his workshop, Tony was busy repairing his armor helmet when Jarvis's voice suddenly sounded.
"Hmm? Put him through..." Tony paused his work and instructed.
"Hey! Tony!" A virtual screen popped up in the studio, and Lin Feng's face appeared.
"Yo! Isn't this our superhero?" Tony teased. "What? Not saving the world today?"
"Uh..." Lin Feng was speechless. After some time, Tony was still so sharp-tongued.
"Even Superman needs a break! What about you? Haven't you been out fighting your so-called evil lately?" Lin Feng retorted.
Tony wasn't having any of it. He held up the helmet in his hand and gestured, "My armor needs an upgrade! Let them live a little longer for now..."
Then, he proudly bragged, "This time, the armor will have faster speed! Be more durable, and easier to wear!"
"Upgrading and upgrading... still can't take one punch from me!" Lin Feng sneered, finally gaining the upper hand.
"Alright, buddy, what can I do for you?" Tony felt drained and didn't want to hear Lin Feng's voice anymore. "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up, I'm still busy!"
"Of course, there's something, Tony! And it's important!"
Lin Feng briefly explained his plan to go on a date that evening.
Tony, who had been uninterested, instantly wore a playful and strange smile upon learning this was Lin Feng's first date.
"Just this? You've come to the right person!" Tony tilted his head arrogantly. This was a prerequisite for a master of romance.
"Leave the arrangements to me! I'm good at this!" Tony snapped his fingers. "I guarantee I'll arrange everything perfectly."
"Well, Tony, this is my very first date! I'm counting on you!" Lin Feng solemnly reiterated, fearing Tony might pull some stunt.
"No problem, I'll arrange a special program for you tonight! I guarantee you'll both have an unforgettable evening!" Without waiting for Lin Feng's reaction, he hung up the phone.
"Hey! Pepper, where are you!" After hanging up, Tony clapped his hands and shouted upstairs. "Our little Superman is in love! We need your help!"