Monstrous CEO: Wife, don’t run away

Chapter 90: Depressed

In the cab of the BMW, An Jie vigorously wiped the dirt on his face with a paper towel.Because he rubbed too hard, his chiseled cheeks were rubbed. There were a few flushed red marks. Thinking of the desolate image of himself being chased by wild dogs just now, he couldn't help feeling tense.

A dignified CEO with hundreds of billions of dollars was chased by a mad dog in this dead end.

If this matter is known by some gossip media, once it is reported, won't I become the joke of the citizens of Xiawei City after dinner?

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, An Jie pulled a tissue again and wiped it on his face depressedly.

However, those sludge will not be wiped clean.

Looking down to see the dirt all over his body, An Jie frowned, his face suddenly sank due to a depressed and irresolvable anger in his heart, and then he started the car, driving the BMW depressed and wanted to leave quickly.

"Boom-"

Suddenly, An Jie in the cab felt the whole body tremble, and the BMW's chassis was actually blocked by a pile of stones on the side of the sewage.

An Jie was furious, and depressed, he started the car again.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

However, as two extremely uncoordinated muffled noises came from the BMW chassis again, An Jie knew that his luck was extremely bad today.

Zhang Jun's handsome face became extremely livid due to anger. An Jie, who had always been aloof, never thought that he would be repeatedly frustrated in this dirty and barren alley.

Opening the door frantically, An Jie jumped out of the BMW angrily.

It seemed that it was difficult to vent the depression in his heart. When An Jie closed the car door, he also kicked hard at the body of his BMW car in front of him with one foot.

"Wow!"

The hard shell of the BMW car is far stronger than An Jie imagined. When An Jie felt an unbearable pain from his toes, he let out a depressed muffled grunt, and the latter face had already been affected by the pain from his toes. And twisted painfully.

All the good moods were ruined by this barren alley.

Such a sloppy image is a painful torture for An Jie, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness. His face twitched in depression. He hadn't seen Xiao Tong for four years. It was impossible for him to meet Xiao Tong with such an image.

At this time, the chassis of the BMW car was also stuck in this dead end and could not move.

It's impossible to drive it away,

Totally impossible!

Depressed, An Jie had no choice but to walk towards the entrance of the alley on foot.

At this time, the hot sun was shining in the sky.

An Jie could even see the gas that the sewage in the stinking ditch volatilized into the air due to the hot weather.

After a while, An Jie was already dripping with sweat.

If it weren't for the name tag on his body, his clean and fresh hair, and of course the sparkling precious blue diamond on his ear, some people would really think him as a migrant worker who just walked out of the construction site.

Unable to express the depression in his heart, An Jie finally walked out of this barren alley on the right after half an hour under the dazzling sun.

I can't imagine how Xiao Tong chose to live here.

If Han Han was his son...

God, this woman Xiao Tong actually let her son live in such a place where low-class citizens live.

An Jie suddenly found that he was as moody as a child.

Thinking of Xiao Tong, and thinking of Han Han beside Xiao Tong who was not sure if it was his son, An Jie became inexplicably irritable.

The corner of his mouth twitched, An Jie was about to call Xiao Gao and ask him to pick him up.

However, the mobile phone in his hand accidentally fell to the ground.

The mobile phone and battery were instantly smashed into two parts.

Depressedly picking up the phone from the ground, the expression on An Jie's face turned livid again.

After reinstalling the battery, the frustrating thing is that the phone doesn't turn on at all.

After a long time of fiddling and sweating again, An Jie couldn't help but let out a wail.

"damn it."

In a panic, An Jie slammed the phone in his hand to the ground.

Today is really a shit luck, everything is not going well.

It's bad luck to go out.

Helping his forehead depressed, An Jie waved his hand to hail a taxi on the street.

However, in the next second

An Jie's expression suddenly became stiff.

money!

Where's the wallet?

Three black lines quickly hung on An Jie's forehead.

The wallet seems to have been left on the BMW.

This discovery almost shocked An Jie to death on the spot.

The dignified president of Qianhui Group, whose status is hundreds of billions, is now sloppy, his mobile phone is broken, and his wallet is forgotten in the car. It will take at least half an hour to go back.

It takes an hour for a round trip.

The never-before-seen frustration was like a flood that burst out of the sluice, which made An Jie dizzy.

Success or failure depends on the details. Why does my mind, which I thought I had already matured, behave like a naive child today?

As for the details, it was because I was too excited today that I created such an embarrassing situation.

"Okay, take the bus."

To An Jie's surprise, he found a coin in his pocket under such an embarrassing situation.

An Jie forced his mind to calm down.

If he wanted to keep himself in a good mood, at this moment he had to fix himself as an ordinary citizen with only one coin in his hand.

Walking to the bus stop, An Jie crowded with a group of people waiting for the bus with dark eyes.

Occasionally, there would be a few strange eyes staring at An Jie for a while. Although An Jie was aware of it, his serious eyes and cold expression made others dare not make a sound.

The bus arrived at this time.

A group of people swarmed towards the bus door.

An Jie, who had never taken a bus in his life, felt unwell for a while.

His face twitched fiercely, the vulgar and barbaric thing of squeezing the bus was an insult to his noble status.

Looking at the people who hurried past him and quickly squeezed into the bus, An Jie raised his legs a few times, but he still stood there depressed.

"Hey, are you still on board?" the bus driver asked An Jie with a sore throat.

"Cough——" the bus driver's words made An Jie cough violently, and no one had ever talked to him so casually.

The sun was shining in the sky, and it seemed that everyone's mood was extremely impetuous.

"Leave if you don't get on the bus." The bus driver is engaged in commission, and in hot weather, more people will earn a few cents more.

He yelled at An Jie again by pulling his throat.

"Cough—" An Jie put his hand to his mouth and coughed violently again, his cheeks twitched violently. In desperation, An Jie finally lifted his feet and got on the bus.

After getting on the bus, An Jie realized that the condition on the bus was worse than he had imagined.

The people in the car were back to back and extremely crowded, but the temperature inside was astonishingly high.

If the heat outside makes people think of a sauna, the temperature on the bus at this time makes people think of a fire.

Coupled with the vulgar customs of some people who don't like cleanliness, the smell on the whole bus is simply mixed and unpleasant.

"prick--"

Suddenly, the driver slammed on the brakes, and An Jie lost his footing and almost fell to a strong man in front who was covered in dust, dark skin, and smelled bad.

"..."

An Jie's face twitched again with depression, the sweat on his body had already soaked his shirt, and the smell of sweat all over his body caused An Jie to suffer severe physical and mental damage.

"If you kill me in this life, I will never take the bus again."

An Jie wailed in pain and tangled in his heart.