C1182 It Feels so Good to be Home
C1182 It Feels so Good to be Home
Originally, Director Chenfu had come to accompany Director Hua after she was injured and hospitalized.
However, in the end, there was someone reliable to take care of the daily work at Hua Yeshen's clubhouse. Therefore, Director Chenfu, who had a good performance recently, was entrusted with a heavy task. He was number two to more than a thousand people.
Director Chenfu, who was extremely grateful to Director Hua, specially selected two of the most outstanding aunts from the thousands of employees in the clubhouse to serve Hua Yeshen.
Serving the sick wasn't something that could be done by those beautiful girls who didn't have much experience.
It turned out that these two aunties were very good, even as Hua Yeshen's babysitters.
It was also a great honor for them to be able to serve the legendary Director Hua for a long time.
What was certain was that after Director Hua's jade body recovers, the status of the two of them in the clubhouse will have a clear improvement. How could they dare not serve her wholeheartedly?
As for Hua Yeshen's safety during her hospitalization, Lee Nanfang was even less concerned about it.
When he came to Hua Yeshen's room last night, he saw two girls in white coats walking past the door every few minutes.
These two seemed to be nurses, but they weren't nurses' girls. Normal people wouldn't be able to tell.
However, Lee Nanfang could hear something different from the sound of their footsteps.
Expert.
Although these two girls were not as strong as the bodyguards beside Yue Zitong, they were still well-known figures in the industry. Even if Lee Nanfang wanted to deal with them, he would have to put in a lot of effort.
Lee Nanfang didn't ask where these two girls came from, as long as they could protect Sister Yeshen wholeheartedly.
In fact, even without them, Hua Yeshen's safety would be guaranteed.
As long as Yang Xiao didn't come, no one would dare to assassinate Hua Yeshen.
Yang Xiao probably didn't plan to let Hua Yeshen die either. Otherwise, she wouldn't have said all those words while hosting the wedding for Lee Nanfang and his wife that night.
Hua Yeshen had already recovered from her injuries. Although her wounds were fatal, the recovery speed was very fast. With a professional to ensure her safety and to serve her, Lee Nanfang could do whatever he wanted without worry.
Lee Nanfang lifted his hand to scratch Hua Yeshen's nose, showing how deep the relationship between the two of them was.
The two of them secretly laughed. They looked each other in the eye, then silently walked out.
They could see that the boss was now very happy.
The boss feels happy, the spirit will be better, the wound will heal quickly.
They were not mistaken, Hua Yeshen was indeed very excited right now.
Lee Nanfang's small movements were countless times more civilized than when the two of them were rolling around on the bed.
However, this small action was dictated by love, and was not mixed with any filthiness.
"Take good care of yourself. As long as I have time, I will come back to see you."
Seeing Hua Yeshenyin's happiness and a moving blush on her face, Lee Nanfang knew it wasn't good.
Those who had not woken up from their injuries were most afraid of having their emotions fluctuate.
Be it anger or excitement.
A trace of reluctance flashed across Hua Yeshen's eyes as she raised her right hand with great difficulty.
Lee Nanfang held her wrist, and did as she wanted, letting her hand slowly touch his cheek.
"Go, don't worry about me."
The tenderness in Hua Yeshen's eyes made Lee Nanfang's heart sour.
His wife, the woman who loved him deeply, was about to leave when she woke up from her severe injuries and needed his protection.
"Night God, I don't —"
Lee Nanfang became agitated. Just when he was about to say that he wasn't going back, when he was staying here with her for a few more days, Hua Yeshen's finger lightly touched his lips and whispered, "We are in love."
As long as the two of them truly loved each other, even if they separated at the ends of the world, they would still be able to deeply feel each other's existence. As long as they thought of each other, their hearts would also feel incomparably sweet.
While Lee Nanfang was talking to himself, he had already driven out of the General Department gate.
This was a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz. Director Chenfu had specially come to use it for Lee Nanfang.
Lee Nanfang originally planned to take a train or flight back to Qingshan.
However, since he had a car to drive, he could already travel half the distance to the airport and the station when it was time to check and wait for the car.
In any case, the highway from Beijing to Qingshan was very smooth and could only be reached in four hours.
He did not know that after he drove out of General Department, he had turned right, and just as he had driven out dozens of meters, two black sedans had turned right into General Department, one after the other.
If he had the Wind Catching Ear, he would have heard a woman cursing in the car behind him, "Bastard, how dare you shut down the phone!"
If Lee Nanfang could hear that voice, he would definitely laugh proudly: "I'm the one in charge of my cell phone, no one can do anything about it."
There were many benefits to having her phone shut down. At least she didn't have to answer those annoying phone calls and could concentrate on enjoying the tenderness Sister Yeshen brought her.
As the car pulled onto the highway, it turned on the CD and listened to the full motion of the electronic dance. It shook its head with the excitement of the melody, and the speeding car seemed to be infected and moving at full speed — it felt good to be home.
"It feels so good to be home."
When a bus with the words "Oriental Travel" painted on its body slowly drove out of the toll station, Old Zhang and the others said so sincerely as they looked out the window at the familiar building.
Influenced by some of the country's well-known big shots, the old tour group, reported by Old Zhang, chose to take a walk in the East Ocean before the peak season.
The Great Coach of Knowledge had said that the East Ocean was definitely the guardian of civilization. It was a forbidden land filled with evil, and the entire land was filled with peaceful and friendly elements.
The eight words, "Road does not pick up the spoils", were specially invented for this country.
China and Dongyang were not comparable at all.
Seven days ago, Old Zhang and the others rushed to the East Ocean with the excitement of visiting Tao Yuan.
When they first stepped onto the East Ocean Continent, Old Zhang and the others had indeed felt what the bus had described. The streets were wide, the vegetation was dense, and the air was fresh and fresh.
Even the mosquitoes were so polite. When they took a bite out of you and flew away, they would even politely say a few words about Zarukhar. In short, this was the real world.
But from the second day onwards, Old Zhang began to suspect that the big shots might be bullshitting with their eyes wide open.
The next day at noon, Old Zhang and the others saw four people jump down from the top floor of the hotel they were staying in.
If this were to happen in the country, it would most likely attract the attention of over ten thousand people.
When the officials heard that someone was going to jump off a building, they would immediately dispatch a large number of police officers to the scene as quickly as possible.
But here.
Hehe.
Old Zhang felt that only by using the word "hehe" could he describe the reaction of the people of Dongyang City when they saw that someone was about to jump off a building.
Hugh said that the police cars that didn't pull the sirens had rushed over. The people who were passing by the hotel clearly saw that someone was standing on the railing of the platform, ready to jump down. However, they only gave them a cold look before hurrying away.
Right, apathy.
As we all know, Dongyang is a country where the pace of life is quite fast and the pressure on the office workers is quite great.
This fast tempo and high pressure was destined to leave people with no time to spare as they stopped to watch the brilliant performance of the jumpers.
He didn't even have the time to shout, "It's better to die than to live."
When those four people fell from the sky and landed on the hard concrete floor, splashing red water like persimmon cakes, passers-by just continued to do whatever they needed to do.
Elder Zhang saw a young man whose pants were splashed with blood, but he was not scared to the point of screaming. Instead, he sat on the ground and squatted down to wipe his pants with a wet towel.
You must put the bloody wet towel in the trash can, but you must not forget to classify it, or you may be fined.
Old Zhang and the others who saw this with their own eyes felt chills running down their spines.
In the eyes of the young man, four living creatures had disappeared, far less important than throwing a wet towel in a trash can.
After the young man who was in a hurry left, the police cars and ambulances came screaming towards them.
After the police arrived at the scene, they immediately took a few photos and left.
A few people immediately jumped down from the ambulance, put the persimmon cake on the ground into a corpse bag, and left with gentle gestures after getting on the car.
After that, a few waiters rushed out of the hotel, carrying buckets and mops.
In a few minutes the ground was clean again.
As if nothing had happened.
Efficient!
It was simply too efficient. As the big shots of the public had said, the efficiency of the people of the East was definitely one of the highest in the world.
Regardless of whether it was jumping off a building, surveying the scene, embalming, cleaning, or a series of other actions, they were all astonishingly efficient.
What an admirable person, he couldn't help but raise his thumbs up.
However, such an efficient country made Old Zhang and the others feel that something was missing.
What was missing?
After thinking for a long time, Old Zhang and the others finally thought of something.
Human feelings.
The fast pace of life, efficient East Ocean, lack of humanity as it should be.
No one would care about why those four people jumped off the building. After their deaths, their families would not be sad.
It was because everyone was too busy.
Busy making money for the family, busy following every system.
With everyone so busy, how could they have the free time to care about other people's business?
If everyone was trying to make money and strictly adhering to every system, Old Zhang and the others wouldn't start to hate this country from the bottom of their hearts.
All discipline, all politeness, is in the open.
Or just in the office, on the street in the sun.
Behind the light was too much darkness.
Thinking about it now, even Old Zhang could not help but shiver.
The night before they returned home, under the warm advice of the tour guide, Old Zhang and the others who were in a bad mood were finally willing to walk on the streets.
Those big blokes always say, what will happen to the dark side of the country -- it's just fucking bullshit!
With a tattoo on their arms, a big gold chain around their necks, a cigarette in their mouths, and a watermelon knife in their hands, they only dared to scare you, but they didn't dare to cut down your naughty children.
The other party was from the East Ocean Dark Society, and that was the true Dark Society.
When the handgun was pointed at their foreheads, ordering them to take out all their belongings, Old Zhang and the others, who were scared to the point of peeing, could clearly feel that they were not joking.
I'm not kidding — it's important to say it three times!
Just like that day when no one was willing to stop and admire the scene when the four of them jumped off the building. With so many pedestrians on the street, it was as if they had seen a beggar asking for money by the side of the road.
No one called the police.
Maybe when Old Zhang and the others were frightened, they used Chinese to shout for mercy?
People of Dongyang with high quality would never bother to listen to Chinese.