At the same time, Dong Qingyun had already come out of home.
The driver drove up and said, "Mr. Dong, do you want to go to the company?"
Dong Qingyun looked at the car, hesitant. Yesterday, Nie Yunping told him that he didn't dare to touch the car all day long.
After a night of buffering, I felt a little better, but now when I saw this car, I felt a little uneasy.
"Mr. Dong, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" the driver asked with concern.
"It's nothing." Dong Qingyun took a deep breath, smiled self-deprecatingly, and muttered: "It's so stupid to be fooled by a young boy!"
After that, he opened the car door and got in. In Dong Qingyun's view, he was simply frightened by Jiang Zhihao, and in fact nothing would happen to him.
Being able to stay away from the car for a whole night was beyond expectations.
The vehicle slowly drove out of the community and headed towards the company.
"Drive slower." Dong Qingyun said casually.
The driver responded and saw in the rearview mirror that Dong Qingyun's face was not very good, so he asked: "Mr. Dong, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I think your face looks very bad."
Dong Qingyun didn't speak, but he knew that he was indeed feeling uncomfortable all over.
From the moment he got into the car, he felt like pins and needles all over his body. The seats were obviously very soft, but they made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.
The uneasiness in my heart gradually became stronger and stronger, from mild to severe.
Even though the speed of the vehicles was already very slow, and even battery cars could easily overtake them, Dong Qingyun's uneasiness did not ease in any way, and instead became more and more serious.
After about five minutes, he finally couldn't help but said: "Stop!"
After the driver stopped the car, he asked: "Mr. Dong, what can I do?"
"Nothing, I'll go down and buy a pack of cigarettes. You wait here for a while." Dong Qingyun said.
"Let me buy it for you." The driver said attentively.
"No need." Dong Qingyun shook his head and insisted on going in person. Of course, he also knew that he did not really want to buy cigarettes, but to go out and breathe the air outside the car.
Staying in the car feels as uncomfortable as being strangled.
As soon as he got off the car, Dong Qingyun walked about ten steps. Before he could think clearly whether he wanted to get back to the car, he suddenly heard a harsh friction sound coming from behind him.
He turned around and saw an out-of-control bus colliding head-on with his car.
Although this is a high-end car, there is no comparison with a large and heavy bus.
The car was directly hit hard into the stone pier next to it, and half of the car body was collapsed.
I don't know if the fuel tank was leaking or something else, but a flame quickly ignited from the bottom of the car.
A bunch of people on the bus ran down in panic. Some of them reacted quickly. When they saw the car on fire, they quickly found a fire extinguisher from nearby.
Dong Qingyun stood on the roadside, watching everyone busy, like an outsider.
No one can understand how frightened he feels now.