Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

The driver threw the huge plastic tea cup to the co driver, twisted the steering wheel, and drove the "shoe box" out of the two dark and shiny cars without damage.

Gu Beihua sat rigidly in the back row, his long hands and feet completely stretched out, and curled up together in a very subdued way.

When he got off the bus, Gu Beihua looked through the rear mirror and clearly saw the driver sneer at his sight.

Gu Beihua held back all the way, and almost broke out. But in the end, he held back and got out of the car, biting his teeth. His arms and legs were so sore and numb that he could hardly stretch.

Gu Beihua's face was stiff. He almost turned around with the same hands and feet. He took Xue Yunlan and walked towards the gate.

Xue Yunlan threw a few pink banknotes to the driver through the window. Without even bothering to call, she turned to help him.

Driver master tut two, raised an eye to have a look in front of this exquisite villa.

Once again he had to make complaints about the evil bourgeoisie. He should go to hell and roll up the bills and put them in his pocket. He stepped on the gas and drove away. He left a series of dirty and stinking exhaust gas in front of the villa.

Xue Yunlan opens the door, staggers to help Gu Beihua into the living room, supports his knees all the way, and finally makes a protest, softening in an instant.

One in the hand didn't notice. Gu Beihua's arm, which was originally supported in the arm bend, took off firmly.

He snorted and smashed his whole body firmly on the sofa.

Xue Yunlan screamed, "Beihua!"

Gu Beihua is surrounded by a circle of small bees flying up and down in front of his eyes. His hands are rushing around and waving, "don't... It's OK. Don't come here."

With that, he clenched his back teeth, exerted all his strength, reluctantly propped up his body, and turned over in a less dignified way, which was a long sigh of relief.

Xue Yunlan was also tired. She leaned weakly beside him and asked, "Beihua, what's going on? How did you get into the hospital? "

Gu Beihua wanted to rub his forehead, but he didn't have the strength to lift it, so he had to give up.

He closed his eyes and said dryly, "there was an accident in the company."

I don't know if it's because he's weak now, and his voice is lighter. It sounds very relaxed and casual.

Before Xue Yunlan could breathe out, he heard him say in this light tone, "song dongrou has rebelled. Now she is GM's deputy general manager."

Xue Yunlan's eyes glared and she almost didn't come up.

The shrill voice blurted out, "what are you talking about! How could that be

Gu Beihua was annoyed by her quarrel. He frowned unconsciously and said indifferently, "how do I know that if they want to rebel, will they inform me of the specific reasons and details in advance?"

Xue Yunlan gaped, heart "bang bang" in the chest beat fast.

It took her a long time to get her voice back, and she asked, "they? She's not alone yet? "

"Nonsense." Gu Beihua couldn't help being irritable. His tone was a little out of control. "What's the matter with her? There must be some help

Xue Yunlan wiped some itchy forehead, wiped out a cold sweat. She remembered Gu Beihua's habit and quickly took out a piece of paper to wipe away all her sweat.

"But hasn't she been back to the company for so many years? Why, is there anyone else willing to support her? "