I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

When Li Yi received the task, it was very strange.

"This matter, I am intervening now, I am afraid it is not very good, otherwise Vice President Chen, you will wait, maybe Black Hawk will be back in a few days."

Chen Yurou shook her head and sighed: "I don't know how to do it. I haven't been able to contact Black Hawk recently, and the work in Heijiang Province can't continue, so I have to trouble you."

"In this case, I should have asked you to go with Bingqing, but Bingqing had an accident there last time, so I had to work hard for you."

Li Yi nodded: "I have also heard about the last time. Now Bingqing's situation is indeed unsafe. By the way, Vice President Chen and Yifubao are now being merged by Xu Ran, the manager of the network development department. Struggling."

"Why don't you temporarily hand over the management work of Yifubao to Bingqing? She has studied programming abroad before."

Chen Yurou knew about Leng Bingqing as a costume design. It was the first time she heard Li Yi talk about it today, and she knew that Leng Bingqing is also a half expert in programming.

After consulting Leng Bingqing’s opinion, she temporarily handed over the work of Epay’s side to her. Compared with other development projects of the company, Epay’s side is now relatively easy to calculate. .

In addition, it is not too difficult to manage because it is cold and well-founded.

In Yuanfeng Express, after sending Black Eagle and Leng Bingqing to take charge of the development project in Heijiang Province, part of the work has been handed over to Gu Jianjun.

Now that he is completely lost and Ye Feng is not there, Chen Yurou has to hand over the rest of the work to Gu Jianjun.

"Vice President Chen, I have been temporarily managing these tasks for some time. President Black Eagle, when will I come back? Without him, I feel that many workers are a little slack."

Chen Yurou understood that the reason why Yuanfeng Express was well-organized before was inseparable from the management of Black Eagle and Wang Fan. Even if Wang Fan left behind, but Black Eagle was in charge, he had never been messed up.

Gu Jianjun, although he has managed logistics for many years, he still lacks confidence in major issues. Seeing him ask about Black Hawk, Chen Yurou had no choice but to think of an excuse.

"Black Hawk has been conscientious in his work. Don't take advantage of the shopping festival. The express delivery has a small amount of transportation. Give him a big holiday. Manager Gu, you will be wronged for a period of time. Don't worry, the salary during this period. I will give you three times the distribution."

Gu Jianjun hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, Vice President Chen, I didn't mean that. You are right. Hei should always have a big holiday. Don't worry, I will send Yuanfeng express during his absence. Good management."

...

Ye Feng didn't drive the car on the night he left. Instead, he took a taxi to the Guangcheng Passenger Terminal, and then he got on the long-distance bus to Shanghai.

"Brother, come and save me..."

Ye Feng dreamed of Wang Fan's call for help. He woke up from his sleep in a spirited dream. At this time, it was already light and the bus was still driving on the highway.

Yesterday, when he received a call from Wang Fan, he had planned to fly there immediately, but Wang Fan told him that he must not reveal his whereabouts at this time, so he thought of this roundabout way.

After all, Gu's method of searching for information is unpredictable. As long as Ye Feng booked a ticket, they will receive the news immediately, so taking a bus without a document is the best choice.

The speed of the bus was extremely slow. Ye Feng got on the bus in the middle of the night but did not arrive at the Shanghai stock market until the evening of the next day. After getting off the bus, he stretched out a lot.

Wang Fan's current situation is very dangerous. If he delays one more minute, he will have another safety hazard. Ye Feng simply bought something to eat at the station supermarket, and then stopped the car and rushed to the suburbs of Shanghai stock market.

When he arrived at the public toilet agreed with Wang Fan, he did not go in. Instead, he sat down against the flood guard rail not far away from the public toilet, and looked at the endless Yellow River with the roaring waves. Ye Feng couldn't help but feel distressed for Wang Fan.

Because he could imagine how dangerous Wang Fan's escape was this time. After sitting for a while, someone poked him, and Ye Feng quickly got up and followed in that person's footsteps.

The man walked unhurriedly, he seemed to be waiting for him intentionally. Judging from his figure, Ye Feng was sure that that man was definitely not Wang Fan, but since he would find himself, it must be Wang Fan's instruction.

Ye Feng followed him until he reached the bottom of a bridge hole, he stopped, and the man excitedly pointed at a ragged beggar on the ground.

When Ye Feng saw the appearance of the beggar, he couldn't help being shocked.

"Wang Fan? How did he look like this?"

The beggar who brought him seemed to be a lunatic. Apart from clapping and laughing, he couldn't speak at all and couldn't answer Ye Feng's question.

Ye Feng stepped forward and helped Wang Fan up. At this moment, although Wang Fan's face was flushed, his complexion was very long and his lips were severely chapped. In such a cold season, he was dressed very thinly. I want to know that he must be now. sick.

Ye Feng fed some clean water, Wang Fan coughed a few times, slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the person was Ye Feng, tears flowed from his eyes.

"Brother, you are finally here..."

"Well, don't say so much, I will take you to the hospital right now."

During the time when the doctor gave him treatment, Ye Feng went to the neighborhood to buy him clothes and put on his clothes. When he thought of the son of the king tiger, who was once stunned, he became a beggar. He didn't know how much the king tiger would know about this. Sad.

Ye Feng felt a lot of emotion at this moment. He adjusted his emotions outside the door before he dared to enter the door and help him wash his body. After changing his clothes, Ye Feng sat down and looked at him seriously.

"On the phone before, I didn't have time to ask in detail, tell me, what happened to you, how did you make it like this?"

Wang Fan carefully recalled: "That day was the death of Boss Du, so the elders in the gang came back to make sacrifices. In the evening, they also arranged a yacht to cruise the river. Because my father is not in Shanghai, I will attend on my behalf."

"Who knows that that night, I drank a few more glasses. Someone knocked me out while I was in the bathroom and threw me into the Yellow River. At that time, I thought I was dead. Fortunately, I shouldn't be dead. I was stopped under the bridge post."

"At that time, I was awake from the wine, holding the bridge pillar tightly, soaking in the water all night, and was rescued by a passing ship the next day. But after soaking in the water for too long, I was still sick."

"I have a high fever, and I am penniless. The little madman finally got the coins to call you. Thanks to him for taking care of me these days, otherwise I might not see you."