"France is good." I wanted to give a polite compliment, but maybe I was used to complaining, so I almost blurted out, "It's good that I surrender."

"Cough..." I coughed dryly and didn't say anything more, so as not to accept the Chinese "humor".

After a few chats, I pointed to the airport:

"Mr. Zarathustra will have several hours to arrive. Let's go in and sit and have some drinks?"

"Wine?" Rosago glanced at me.

"No, I mean coffee, tea, coke, etc. If you don't drive, you don't drive or drive." I was a little surprised that the other party's first reaction was wine.

You are a special car driver!

Is this a little too reckless?

Rosago, a foreigner, obviously failed to understand my humor, and thought for a few seconds and said:

"Sorry, I got up too early today and was a little sleepy and wanted to sleep in the car for a while."

"Okay." I breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

Although I am not opposed to social interaction and even willing to deal with people from the company, I feel a little uncomfortable when I think about having to spend several hours with a stranger I am completely unfamiliar with.

Even if the other party is a big beauty, this feeling will not be much weaker.

Well, I am the case, and the other person wants to come, so he chooses to sleep in the car.

Back at the airport from the parking spot, I found a free seat to sit down, and did not put the saying of drinking something into practice.

This all costs money!

According to my understanding of Mr. Huang, he is quite generous, but as a big boss, he cannot pay attention to the reimbursement of a small employee. Such small matters are generally handled by the finance department according to the process.

So, if I wait until noon at the airport, I will definitely be reimbursed for lunch. I can only bear the expenses such as drinking coffee, coke, tea, and snacks in the middle - this is an unnecessary project.

Of course, if I could bring Comrade Rosago together, similar expenses would be reimbursed - hospitality fees!

Based on this reason, when I invited me just now, I was quite sincere, at least half of it was like this.

After sitting for a while, playing with my phone, I suddenly discovered a serious problem:

Haven't had breakfast yet!

It was really a hurry to go out today!

Listening to the sound of my stomach and feeling my thirst and hunger, I decided to find something to eat.

Things at the airport are expensive, so look for KFC and Golden Arches, or just pick a bun or something? I stood up and walked to the side of the hall.

After seeing the first store that was suspected to sell specialties, I turned in and looked for food with a relatively cost-effectiveness.

When I passed through the freezer area, my phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, Mr. Rosago, is there anything wrong?" I looked at the caller ID.

Rosago's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Ningbei thunder and heavy rain, all flights are cancelled.

“Mr. Zarathustra may be taking the high-speed train.”

Will this guy be a little too unlucky? I said with a funny and helplessness:

"Then let's go to the high-speed rail station and wait?"

Time is definitely more than enough, because there is a high-speed rail station below the airport.

Even if Mr. Zarathustra cannot buy this station, it will be at most one and a half hours from here to the high-speed rail station, which is not enough to cover the time from Ningbei to the city.

"Wait a little longer and wait for feedback there." Rosago replied calmly.

While talking, I saw the door above the freezer being pushed open, a fat and white hand reached in, and grabbed an ice cream with the oolong flavor of Baxi Baitao.

Looking along this hand, I saw a child about one year old.

He was sitting in the stroller with a chubby face and was babbling constantly, very cute.

Such a young child eats ice cream? Parents are so irresponsible! I looked up at the adult pushing the stroller and found that it was a gentle and beautiful lady.

I have no idea of ​​stopping it, it's all about other people's family.

As long as I have not abused the child, I will just complain.

However, is it considered abuse to give ice cream to a child about one year old?

Anyway, the kid was quite happy.

I hung up the phone, considering that I might rush to the high-speed rail station at any time, I didn’t choose too much, so I took a small package of pastries and bottles of mineral water, and turned to the front desk to check out.

I just found a place to sit down and finished breakfast in a hurry. Rosago called again:

"The high-speed rail tickets are sold out today. Mr. Zarathustra can only check in nearby and come back tomorrow."

The bad luck cover is over... It's okay, you can go back directly, without waiting until noon or transfer to the high-speed rail station... I said "um":

"Then let's go back first?"

"Yes, come back tomorrow." Rosago immediately said, "You come to the parking lot and I will take you back. Anyway, I will go back to the city."

"...Okay." I responded with a smile.

I am not saving, I am greedy for cheapness, after all, the fare for the trip back can be reimbursed.

But it will be impossible to deal with people in the workplace and cooperate with people in the cooperative company.

Even if you don’t get one more order because of this, you can still have another direction to change jobs in the future.

The only question is how to get along later.

When two unfamiliar people get together, the scene may be more awkward.

Let’s talk about the company’s business casually, it’s only about an hour anyway… I comforted myself, left the airport, and found Rosago and his Berthday.

After getting in the car and fastening my seat belt, before I could say anything, Rosago looked at me:

"Sit down."

Well? I was a little confused for a moment.

The next second, the vehicle started and rushed out.

Hey, hey, hey, this is still in the parking lot, you are driving so fast!

After a series of turns, the car slowed down, passed through the gate, and left the parking lot.

Then, the Bicycle continued to run wildly, swaying left and right on the road, drilling around, not only walking on the edge of speeding, but also showing no signs of brakes at all.

Several times, I thought there would be a car accident, but with Rosago's operation, the vehicle skillfully avoided the dangerous area.

"Will this drive too fast?" I finally came to my senses and swallowed my saliva.

"Don't worry, I used to be a racer." Rosago said with a shiny look ahead.

But, it's too hard, right? This is an urban highway, not a track... I complained a few times nervously.

I didn't dare to speak anymore, for fear that Master Rosagoro would be distracted and hit the guardrail directly or affect the innocent.

At this time, I remembered that I had the ability of an "assassin" and decided to jump off the car and take refuge whenever something was wrong, or forcibly control Rosago and stop the vehicle.

Forty minutes later, the car running all the way parked outside the building where our company was located.

"...Thank you, thank you." I took off my seat belt with a slightly pale face.

If I hadn't had assassin ability and had excellent balance, I would have been motion sickness now and vomited all over the floor.

"No, see you tomorrow." Rosago waved his hand with a smile on his face.

...I let out a sigh and said goodbye to the racer.

After entering the building, I subconsciously glanced at the place where the vending machine appeared before and found that it was empty.

Fortunately, it's okay... I walked towards the stairwell and pressed the upward button.

While waiting, I lowered my head to tidy up my clothes.
Chapter completed!