From time to time, the driver looked through the rearview mirror at the two men and women in the back seat of the car, his doubtful eyes always resting on the man——
He looked handsome and noble, and the clothes he wore looked valuable, but he looked very embarrassed. His hair was messy, with black things and chicken feathers stuck to it, and his whole body exuded a strange stench.
Realizing that the driver in front of him was looking at him, Han Jifeng calmly turned his face to the side and used Ling Tongyu's body to block the line of sight. However, the driver still did not give up and looked towards him. He blocked it with his hands in embarrassment.
with his own face.
The car drove for about an hour and finally returned to the city.
Ling Tongyu breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to get off the car. Han Jifeng also prepared to get off. Not far away, Wen Lei had already walked over——
"Please wait a moment." Just when Han Jifeng was about to step out of the car door, the driver who had been looking at him quickly turned around and said, "You are Mr. Han, the president of Dahan Group. Please sign your name for me.
The person my son admires the most is you, and it’s such an honor to be able to drive you.” The driver suddenly transformed into a Korean fan, took out his invoice book and ballpoint pen, and diligently asked Han Jifeng to sign for him.
"..." Suddenly, there was silence in the carriage. Ling Tongyu saw that Han Jifeng's face was full of content.
"Well, how about you sign something for me, Mr. Han?" Ling Tongyu whispered from the side.
"..." Han Jifeng took the driver's pen and paper and wrote his name as fast as he could. His words were vigorous, powerful, and sharp, and they were truly like the person he wrote.
"Can we take a photo?" The driver was very happy to get the signature and took out his mobile phone to make another request.
"This..." Ling Tongyu glanced at Han Jifeng and said to the driver, "I'm afraid it won't work."
"It doesn't matter." Unexpectedly, the driver laughed loudly, "My son is a disabled person. When he was six years old, his mother and I divorced, and his mother left. I had to drive the car to see passengers off during the day and night. Once
, he has a fever, I don’t have time to send him to the hospital, wait until he is sent to the hospital
It was already too late when he went there. He had been having a fever for too long and his ears were deafened. He has always regarded you, Mr. Han, as his goal and idol in life. He said that one day he would become a person like you. Mr. Han, please continue.
Give my son more hope to live."
By the end of the speech, the driver's eyes were red and his voice was trembling, but he always had a smile on his face.
After hearing these words, Ling Tongyu was a little stunned. Suddenly, her nose felt so sore and tears were about to flow down.
"Help me take a picture with this master, Ling Tongyu." Han Jifeng took the mobile phone from the master's hand, handed it to Ling Tongyu, and said. Obviously, he did not expect that what the driver said would be like this.
talk.
"Yes!" Ling Tongyu took the phone with trembling hands. In the picture, the driver had tears in his eyes and looked embarrassed but still exuded a noble and elegant temperament. His face was cold but had a touch of warmth that she had never seen before.
Han Jifeng stood side by side, and she gently pressed the shutter to capture the scene.
"Please tell your son that even Han Jifeng will have times of despair and failure like the one you saw today. Let him never give up hope. I will wait in the office of the president of Dahan Group for him to knock on the door one day.
Open my door and become an outstanding employee of Dahan Group." Han Jifeng said solemnly when handing the phone back to the master.
After hearing this, Ling Tongyu looked at him in surprise. She really didn't expect that he still had this side. The driver was so excited that he cried.
Wen Lei drove Han Jifeng away. Ling Tongyu stood there, watching the car leave. She never thought that this adventurous trip with Han Jifeng would end in such a tender moment.
.
"Miss Ling, can you leave?" Behind him, Han Jifeng's exclusive driver, Uncle Li, asked for instructions. This was the driver Han Jifeng left to take him home.
"Okay, please."
Going home, everything is over. When he returns to the Dahan Group, Han Jifeng will soon forget what happened on this day and night and return to the position of president, and she is just an ordinary member of his group.
Just employees.
There will no longer be any intersection between them.
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"Young Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time." As soon as the car drove into the villa, the housekeeper, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, hurried forward and said to Han Jifeng anxiously.
Han Shitian rarely comes to the eldest young master's villa in person. Not only did he come this time, he also waited in the living room for so long. It can be seen that the eldest young master must have done something that made him very unhappy. The housekeeper couldn't help but feel worried.
It was not like he had never seen Han Shitian's harshness before. When the eldest young master was eight years old, he was sent abroad, far away from his relatives and friends, and underwent various trainings prescribed by him.
But when he saw the embarrassed Han Jifeng, he was a little stunned. Ever since the eldest young master's parents passed away, he had been assigned to take care of him. Over the years, he had never seen him like this. The eldest young master
He is an organized, calm and self-possessed person at all times——+
"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I went to the countryside." Han Jifeng said and walked into the living room. His face returned to its usual coldness and indifference.
"How about you take the side door and take a shower and change clothes before meeting the master." The housekeeper said thoughtfully.
"No need." He didn't seem to want to avoid anything in front of Han Shitian, and walked straight towards the living room.
"You finally know you're back! Do you know what day it was yesterday? Ye's parents and Zhenzhen have been waiting for you all day!" As soon as he walked into the living room, Han Shitian's reproachful voice came from afar, and Ye Zhenzhen supported his
Hands, standing beside him a little aggrievedly.
"You... what are you doing?" When he saw Han Jifeng, who was in a mess, Han Shiqiang's face began to turn pale, "The dignified president of Dahan Group, the heir to my Han family, actually ended up like this.
How unbecoming? If it is photographed by a reporter and spreads out, where will Dahan's face and my face be put?"
"Brother Ji Feng, what's wrong with you?" Ye Zhenzhen didn't expect that Han Jifeng would show such an image to others. In his impression, he was a super mysophobia patient. How could he make it so messy?
What had he and that damn woman Ling Tongyu experienced this day and night.
"Grandpa, you guys sit down, I'm going to take a shower first." However, Han Jifeng did not answer their questions, bowed slightly to Han Shitian, turned around and walked upstairs.
"Stop!" Han Shitian banged the cane in his hand hard, his face turned blue with anger, "Do you still take me as a grandfather in your eyes? Do you turn a deaf ear to my questions?"
Han Jifeng continued to move forward.
"You bastard, you really want to make me angry to death, don't you?" Seeing his grandson going against him like this, Han Shitian was so angry that he hit his back with the crutch in his hand.
"Grandpa, no!" Upon seeing this, Ye Zhenzhen rushed over, trying to block the crutch with her own body.