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Chapter 71 If He Doesn't Coax His Wife, Is He Going To Coax Your Wife? (five more)
"Young Master Zhou is wrong. I'm just a small assistant next to Mr. Shen. My words don't carry much weight. How can I have such a big face to plead for you? You've really broken me."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ming and his toes were so embarrassed that they almost dug out three rooms and one living room.

Fang Cheng recently showed him an ancient costume drama with well-written lines. Why did he watch a few more episodes and now he speaks like an ancient man? ? ?

Zhou Qishan recalled Shen Du's cold and decisive attitude just now, and he had heard in the Yuncheng business district how decisive and cold-hearted this man was, so he knew that there was no hope for this matter. .

It was just that he was not reconciled, so he wanted to grab Chen Ming and this last straw.

Who knew that Chen Mingyu's words were impeccable, which made him completely lose his mind about jumping.

Seeing that Zhou Qishan still didn't let go of the hand that was pulling his sleeve, Chen Mingyu really wanted to paw him down, but no matter how good-for-nothing he was, he was still a young master, and out of politeness, he couldn't do that. Do.

Chen Mingyu squeezed out a smile with the last bit of patience.

"Young Master Zhou, maybe I should remind you of one thing. Mr. Shen's driver asked for leave today. I was responsible for driving the trip. He is busy going back to coax his wife now. If you delay this matter, you may not only take money. It’s not as simple as the land to the north.”

After staying by Shen Du's side for a long time, Chen Minghe had been fascinated by it, and even learned the right threat in his boss's tone when he spoke.

When Zhou Qishan heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "You just said that Mr. Shen was busy going back to coax his wife?"

"Correct."

"Whose wife?"

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Chen Mingyu looked at Zhou Qishan as if he were mentally retarded, and tried his best to suppress the urge to complain about this young master's IQ.

"It's his own wife that Mr. Shen wants to coax, of course."

Zhou Qishan thought for a second: "That Mrs. Shen who came here just now?"

Chen Ming and frowned: "Aren't you all in the same circle? You don't know that Mrs. Shen is Mrs. Shen?"

Zhou Qishan blinked, trying to understand Chen Mingyu's tongue twister.

"No, I know about it. What I want to ask is why Mr. Shen is in such a hurry to coax his wife?"

Chen Mingyu was completely confused this time.

What the hell is in this kid's head?Is the round thing on his neck purely to increase his height?

He endured it a few times from just now until now, and this time he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Chen Mingyu looked at Zhou Qishan, and said word by word: "Young Master Zhou, President Shen isn't going to coax his own wife, so is he going to coax yours?"

Zhou Qishan: "."

"But it is rumored that the husband and wife relationship between Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen is not harmonious. Why should Mr. Shen put down his figure to coax Mrs. Shen?"

"You provoked Mr. Shen just now, and you provoked him badly. Why did you hold me back and ask me to intercede for you?"

"Because I'm afraid I'll be beaten when I go home." Zhou Qishan said truthfully.

"Who beat you?"

"Slapped by my father."

"Oh right, you are afraid of being beaten by your father if you do something wrong, and Mr. Shen is also afraid of being beaten by his father if you do something wrong."

After Chen Minghe paused for a second——

"Our wife is Mr. Shen's father."

Zhou Qishan: "."

After Chen Mingyu said this, he seemed to think of something. He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, his face panicked instantly: "Fuck! 2 minutes have passed, I'm finished, I'm finished, I'm going to be deducted salary this month"

As soon as the voice of these words fell, Zhou Qishan felt that the person in front of him turned into a whirlwind and disappeared in an instant.

In the black elegance, Shen Du sat in the back row, his hands crossed between his legs to form finger towers, with a calm expression.

Chen Mingyu sat in the driver's seat as fast as he could. The moment the seat belt buckled and made a "click" sound, a man's voice came from the back seat.

"Chen Zhu, you made me wait for you for two minutes and 56 seconds for no reason."

Chen Ming and his fragile heart suddenly hung up, and he quickly admitted his mistake: "Yes, yes, this is my negligence at work, and I am willing to accept punishment."

"I was so absorbed in chatting with Zhou Qishan that I even forgot the time. How about I get you to work as his assistant?"

Chen Minghe felt a "thump" in his heart, recalling Zhou Qishan's poor IQ, his head shook like a rattle, every cell in his body was rejecting.

"No, no, no! I was born as Mr. Shen's man, and I will die as Mr. Shen's ghost!"

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Shen Du frowned slightly: "Chen Zhu, if I remember correctly, what we signed when you joined the company was a labor contract, not a contract of sale."

Chen Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, showing an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"Mr. Shen, where are we going now?"

The person in the back seat of the car pondered for two seconds, then said, "Go back to Feili Mansion."

"Ok."

After Chen Minghe finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.

The scenery of Zhaoshui Mountain is excellent, and there are no cars along the way. After 10 minutes, the car drove from the foot of Zhaoshuiqian Mountain to the main road of the city, and the road and vision gradually became wider.

Today's weather is fine and the autumn sun is warm and warm. Many people gathered in the parks and shopping plazas along the street, and the scene is lively.

When the black elegantly passed one car after another silently and low-key, Shen Du who was sitting in the back row finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Chen help."

"Well, Mr. Shen, tell me."

Chen Minghe looked at the direction ahead intently. Fang Cheng had to take time off to go back to his hometown these two days, so he was temporarily acting as the driver.

Although he is only an assistant and a part-time driver for a day or two, he must do this short-term job perfectly. This is the most basic ideological awareness of Yunyi Group's workers.

"Did you change my wheel behind my back?"

Chen Mingyu was taken aback: "No."

"Really?"

Shen Du's voice was light: "Running so fast, I thought you replaced my wheels with Hot Wheels."

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Chen Mingyu could hear a strong sense of irony from his boss's words, but he still didn't understand why.

"Mr. Shen, why do you say that?"

Shen Du sighed softly, and looked at Chen Zhu from the mirror, as if looking at a fool.

"Do you know how many cars you overtook all the way from the time you went down the mountain to now? Do you want to retake your driver's license test or do you want my car to be impounded by the traffic police uncle on the main road today?"

After being told by Shen Du, Chen Mingyu finally came to his senses, glanced at his boss in the mirror, and asked tentatively, "Am I driving fast?"

"It's not particularly fast."

Chen Mingyu nodded: "Well, then I can rest assured."

(End of this chapter)