Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 20

Yu Zhile took the takeaway and opened it to see that it was a set meal with Japanese ingredients. The fat beef was so full that it almost covered the rice, and the fragrant sauce made the index finger move.Looking through the bag again, there is still a box of warm daily milk inside, which can be drunk with a straw.

It's all delivered, just eat it.

As soon as he took out the cutlery from the paper bag, the phone by his leg vibrated.

Yu Zhile put down the wooden spoon and opened it to see.

":D"

A big smiley face.

Of course it is - the gentleman who agreed not to reveal his name couldn't help but send it.

Yu Zhile ignored him, quickly finished the fat beef rice, got off the train, glanced at the lunch box logo, and then threw it into the nearest trash can.

Back in the car, Yu Zhile took out his earphones, listened to a few songs, then fell asleep with his head tilted.

When she woke up again, it was already 08:30. Yu Zhile stretched her back with her shoulders on her back, but when she looked up again, she felt a dull pain in her forehead.

After playing Minecraft on my mobile phone, a text message alert popped up.

Jing Sheng: "I still have 3 minutes to go downstairs, don't get out of the car to pick me up"

Yu Zhile didn't quite understand the meaning of his text message, whether it was duplicity or what he meant.

Recalling what this man did on a daily basis, and deliberately expressing the time, Yu Zhile thought that he should be deliberately reminding her that he drank too much and had to pick him up.

So, the woman got out of the car, copied her pocket with one hand, and walked towards the hotel lobby door.

Coincidentally, Jing Sheng and his party also came out through the revolving door.

The magnificent background reflected his face brightly, behind him was his assistant, he was smiling gracefully, talking to the two men in suits who seemed to be almost twice as tall as him, and the two also nodded. stop.

About to finish speaking, the young man raised his face and saw Yu Zhile standing leaning on the pillar at a glance.

He suddenly stared in surprise, and immediately led the two middle-aged men who looked like customers to another direction, pretending not to see it, and not knowing Yu Zhile.

It seems she guessed wrong.

Without stopping, Yu Zhile turned the car key ring and returned to the car.

After waiting for a few minutes, Jing Sheng opened the door and sat in the co-pilot, wrapped in the cold night air outside.

The man closed the door with a bang, leaned his legs back on the back of the chair, and tapped his toes in annoyance for a while, then he turned his head to Yu Zhile and asked, "I said, I asked you to get in the car, why are you going down?"

Yu Zhile stated the whole story: "I thought you asked me to pick you up."

"The content of my text message is obviously very straightforward."

You usually dance like that, who knows what you were thinking at the time, Yu Zhile didn't want to talk, she said in her heart.

Realizing that he might be a little anxious, Jing Sheng sighed and held his temper: "Those two men today, did you see that, the two next to me are all lecherous and ugly old men, if they see you, you will be finished. I'll tell you,"

He put on a threatening tone: "I'll come out to eat in the future, don't get out of the car, I'll come to you by myself, do you hear me?"

I thought it was...

I'm afraid that she, the driver, with a shabby appearance, will lose his face as the son of an upper-class celebrity and rich man.

For the reasons he gave, Yu Zhile felt speechless.

Seeing her silence, Jing Sheng thought that he had really pissed off this woman, so he frowned and looked at her, then turned his head helplessly, and sighed by himself: "You look so good-looking, I'm so fucking worried .”

He forcibly peeled off a simple and unique wood-like ornament on the center console in front of the co-pilot, pulled out all the jade and other things inside, held it in his palm, and pointed with the other hand, with a serious expression: "Come here, I'm relieved when you come in."

Yu Zhile: "..."

She repeatedly instilled in herself the idea of ​​"Yu Zhile, you have a good temper", and finally pursed her lips and asked, "Can you go now?"

"Let's go, let's go." Jing Sheng nodded, threw the things back, and Gada closed the lid of the wooden box.

The all-black car got on the road, and quickly melted into the criss-crossing, gold-like traffic.

There was soft music in the car, and Jing Sheng looked out of the window with his face turned away, rarely at ease.

After a while, he sent a WeChat message and clicked on it to see that it was the first version of the compensation agreement for the demolition of Chenfang Township compiled and photographed by the secretary.

After zooming in on a few pictures, and carefully browsing the key paragraphs and words above, Jing Sheng turned the screen to black, placed it on his lap, and asked Yu Zhile, "How many people are in your family? Only four?"

Not quite understanding why he asked such a question, Yu Zhile replied: "Yes."

Rubbing his chin twice with the back of his finger, Jing Sheng pondered: "200 million, not bad."

Yu Zhile became more and more confused: "What 200 million?"

"Capital fee." The man leaned back on the back of the chair again, and said briefly: "In addition to this, there is also resettlement housing. You have made a lot of money."

Finally came to a clear understanding, Yu Zhile turned the steering wheel, turned right and crossed an intersection: "Mayor Xu agrees with you to dismantle it?"

"No," Jing Sheng said with certainty, "But I'm bound to win."

Hearing this, Yu Zhile snorted and didn't care.

Jing Sheng frowned, and looked at the woman's profile in confusion: "What's your attitude, do you think you can't tear it apart?"

"I don't know," Yu Zhile replied in a deep voice, "I was just thinking that there should be things in this world that money can't replace."

"Feelings?" Jing Sheng sneered: "Don't, don't be like that, just like those old men, what kind of feelings and memories are given to me, they are the most useless things, take them all away, they are not worth mentioning at all."

The man's conversation changed to a persuasive tone with earnestness and earnestness: "Yu Zhile, you must not follow their example, they are about to go to heaven, no matter how noisy they are, outsiders will see it as a joke."

The woman's face was covered in darkness, as still as still water, and her tone matched it: "I didn't learn from anyone, I have my own persistence, and Chen Fang is one of them."

"Pull it down," the man suddenly stretched out a leg, and made a sound that was noticeable enough against the front wall of the car: "I hit a car last time, and from what you and your brother said, I know something about your family up,"

He summed up very firmly: "Patriarchal, younger brother's living expenses are all paid by your mother, and you will pay for your mother, right?"

Yu Zhile remained silent.

Jing Sheng snorted, licked his upper lip, and continued: "How much do you usually earn, okay, personal privacy, I don't ask, it's inconvenient to disclose, then let me guess, your bakery, even if it's with you My friend gets five to five points, and I can get tens of thousands of dollars in a year. Usually, more than 1000 orders for a driver, and more than 1000 orders for a woman, it’s okay."

He nodded without knowing whether it was ridicule or praise: "I can give you a hard work award. Seeing that you are earning well, it is no problem to be well-off. Why is my mother still working as a nanny for others, and my father is going out to work? You are still desperately working hard to move China. So I think, your family owes some kind of debt."

The woman's chest heaved heavily and long, as if she was suppressing it.

Seeing her reaction, Jing Sheng leaned back in his seat and stared at her intently: "It seems that what I said is correct, so I say you pull it down, demolish the house, take the money, pay off the debt, and relax. Everyone is happy."

"What kind of holy mother for the family, can you take care of it? Shouldn't the children be used as treasures?" Jing Sheng unscrupulously, showing off all the situations and words he could think of: "Of course, your poor town There is no need for a Holy Mother like you, you are so stupid, and you are too busy."

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bark, and Yu Zhile suddenly braked sharply, and finally stopped beside the green belt on the roadside.

Holding on to the handrail, still in shock, Jing Sheng shouted: "What are you doing!"

Yu Zhile sat quietly, turned off the ignition, threw the car keys back into the cup holder, and said coldly, "I'll take you here."

She paused, as if thinking of something, took out a fifty-dollar note from her pocket, and put it in in the same way: "Thank you for your order."

After speaking, go to open the door.

"Hey!"

The man shouted after him.

"Hey, what are you doing?! Yu Zhile!"

The woman had already left the car, very decisively, behind the front window of the car, Jing Sheng's gaze could only catch her slender back.

After a few steps, the phone vibrated.

Yu Zhile stopped, took it out and glanced at it. She knew who it was, but she also picked it up.It doesn't matter, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

"You fucking come back!" Hearing this, he became very angry, very angry: "Why throw me in the car by myself?"

Yu Zhile stood where he was, with a pale face, his eyes were unfocused: "I can't drive anymore, you go back by yourself."

She had a splitting headache and an unspeakable soreness at the tip of her nose.

What can others understand, and what can they evaluate? Just because they have a good, warm, well-fed, and disaster-free situation, and stand at the highest point of life in a smooth sailing, can they judge people like her?

"I've been drinking!" The roars sounded at the same time, one behind the other, and one in the ear: "You let me drink and drive?! Can you take responsibility?"

The woman stated calmly: "The neighborhood where you live is just around the turn of this road, and there will be no traffic police in the middle."

"What if there is?" The frizzy voice on the other side came out.

"impossible."

With a few years of experience, she was sure.

"I don't have a driver's license." Jing Sheng said again.

Yu Zhile only thought that he went to the doctor in a hurry, and continued to move forward.

The other person was even more anxious, and repeatedly emphasized on the phone: "I really don't have a driver's license. I won't lie to you. You can't drive a car? I can't drive a car either. I'll wait for you in the car. If you don't come back, force me to I drove back in the car, and my mother waited in the car overnight until tomorrow, and if you don’t come tomorrow, I’ll continue to wait, I won’t eat, and I’ll die here.”

"..."

This attitude of crying, making troubles and hanging himself three times, and a line of extreme rogue, Yu Zhile couldn't laugh or cry, and finally let out a long breath, hung up the phone, and turned back.

That's right, no matter how uncomfortable and annoyed she is, she has to finish what she should do.

Yu Zhile returned to the driver's seat, shifted gears, and started the car.

Jing Sheng nestled on the passenger seat with a stern expression, staring straight at her without saying a word, as if he was angry with her.

For several minutes, the car was completely silent.

Seeing that he was approaching Zhongshan Square, Jing Sheng moved his body and said in a muffled voice, "I really don't have a driver's license."

"Last year, I was found out by the traffic police for drunk driving and was revoked."

He calmed down and explained slowly:

"The person in charge of that area is the captain of the traffic team. I had a fight with his son in high school, and he held a grudge."

"I can't find anyone, I can't tell."

"The driver's license is gone."

"I haven't driven a car for a year."

"I'm very busy. A man who works hard must not have the time to deal with this matter."

"Later, it was Song Zhi who helped me drive. As you have seen, Assistant Song."

"There used to be Xiao Song."

Speaking of this, he paused, and gradually there was a smile in his tone, as if there were sporadic fires ignited little by little in this small dark place:

"Now there are less than."

"So hey, driver Yu, you have to be responsible for your exclusive passengers, understand," he smiled, and resumed his usual, playful and joking tone: "Otherwise I will really fire you, you beg on your knees I'm useless."

For some reason, Yu Zhile didn't understand it either. Hearing him talk so lazily and at length made the negative emotions she had accumulated just now, which was about to collapse, die down in an instant.

Maybe it was his thick skin, she thought, that made the magic happen.

(End of this chapter)