C1082 Don't be Afraid I Am a Good Person
C1082 Don't be Afraid I Am a Good Person
Lee Nanfang was also very clear about this principle and wanted to focus on being a good man that didn't beat up women.
The point is, some women never know why flowers are so red if they're not beaten by men.
The president of the Kang Weiya branch, who was born in the British Island, should be such a woman.
You said that you have done so many heinous and heinous things, and you even almost caused Boss Lee's death overseas, and even if you pulled him out and shot him ten thousand times, it would still not be enough. Luckily, Patriarch Yue, who is both beautiful and intelligent, came out in time to save you, bringing you from the abyss of hell, to bring Hua Xia over, and even giving you the heavy responsibility of managing the Kaihuang Group.
Why was it that the anger of letting the high-class women of the British Island fall to the point of becoming Patriarch Yue's lackey was vented out onto Lee Nanfang's trusted subordinates?
Is it that easy for Chen Dalee and the others to live?
Oh, that's not right. Was it easy for Chen Dalee to help Boss Lee create the Nanfang Group?
The Wuhan Iron and Steel Group was able to achieve the current results and scale, and had gathered a large amount of efforts from Chen Dalee and others during that time.
The peach finally matured with great difficulty. Just when everyone was looking forward to it, the peach that was about to reach their mouth suddenly flew away.
So what if he flew? Who told Boss Lee to court his own death.
However, Boss Lee, who was courting death and had nothing to do with Chen Dalee and the others, was pushed aside and beaten down by the Kang Weiya, who had established his prestige after coming to Qingshan for over half a year.
He was being confined.
It was fortunate that Chen Dalee and the rest of them were a little crazy. Otherwise, they would have to spend the rest of their lives in a hospital full of lunatics.
"Picking the peaches that we grew and even trying to kill us. "Hehe, whoever dares to say that I'm a man, they would have to be afraid of their dignity and not take revenge on her. I'll f * * k them up."
When Helan Xiaoxin's white Bmw car flashed past from the left at the intersection in front of them, Lee Nanfang chuckled sinisterly. He released the brakes and stepped on the accelerator.
He was wearing the same pair of big sunglasses as when Min Rou was driving, but the car she was driving wasn't a red car.
It was a dump truck with four front and eight back.
In order to find a heavy car, Lee Nanfang had to spend a full half a minute.
It must be because the heavens couldn't bear to see this, that when Lee Nanfang was in need of a heavy weight car, they prepared one for him in advance and parked it at the intersection under the downtown.
As for where the heavy truck driver went — was it really related to Lee Nanfang?
Alright, it was still related. After all, stealing someone's car and intentionally bumping into another person's car was shameful and something that required a red-haired Grandpa Mao to make up for.
As long as the money could solve the problem, it wouldn't be a problem.
Lee Nanfang had already placed a 10,000 yuan "car rental" fee on the passenger seat.
He would rather spend a hundred thousand yuan than destroy Little Rou'er's mount.
The key thing was that, with the two main houses made in China and the two million plus Bmw s resisting it head on, the chances of them winning were so slim that it would make one's heart ache.
As for how Lee Nanfang was going to get away after the accident, it was not worth mentioning.
She didn't notice when the oncoming heavy truck appeared in her line of sight.
He just frowned his pretty eyebrows, pursed his lips and complained in a low voice: "China is China, in another five hundred years, it will still not be able to match up to my British Empire. During the day, there would be people rushing around in the suburbs. Sigh, I'll make do with it. "
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, Convia had fallen in love with the racing car.
After she became a mistress of some important person, as her status became more and more prestigious, of course she could no longer play around as crazily as before.
She hadn't even driven her own car in the last five years.
But the drive factor was still active in her bones.
After falling into Huaxia, the aura of a noble woman had dropped to the level where she was Patriarch Yue's lackey. Was there still a need to continue suppressing the driving factor?
In Convia's opinion, if someone who really loved a car just sat on it, like when someone wanted to be with a man they loved, they had to be replaced by another woman.
He didn't feel happy at all.
Thus, Kang Weiya rejected the many requests from the driver of the car, whom she had hoped to give to Yang Beautiful President to drive, and instead drove to and from work on her own every day.
Of course, when she went out to inspect her work while the company was at work, she would sit in the backseat of the car to protect her CEO's dignity, like watching other women replace her and the man she loved.
Kang Weiya worked in the Kaihuang Group Headquarters building during the day, while during the night, she stayed in Yue Zitong's villa.
One of the biggest reasons Patriarch Yue had allowed Convia to live there, apart from expressing her complete trust in her, was that it was clear that the best houses would soon fall if they were not occupied.
Poor Convia, not only did she have to work for Patriarch Yue, but she also had to look after the house for her free.
What was more pitiful was that Director Kang had caused a disaster to her life by doing something wrong!
Di, Di, Di!
As Convia drove along normally, just as she was about to pass the oncoming heavy truck, the heavy truck suddenly pressed the horn.
The sound produced by the heavy truck horn was comparable to the sound produced by its huge body. It was extremely high and sharp, and the awl could almost pierce a person's eardrum.
"What are you screaming at!"
Convia was shocked by the sudden sound of the flute. When she opened her mouth to curse, she subconsciously raised her foot to reduce the throttle.
The driver, who was shocked, quickly lowered the throttle and took the next step. It was basically turning the steering wheel and sticking to the side of the car.
Convia had the same instinctive reaction.
Just don't wait for her to turn the wheel!
The heavy truck that was charging over at high speed turned its head like a mad cow and crashed onto the white Bmw.
"Ah!
Convia only had time to let out a short scream, and the whole world shook violently.
Wang Hong was a driver, Female Driver.
He had taken out his driver's license yesterday, so it was his first time on the road.
Female Driver, who had just gotten out of her car, was the biggest feature of her journey was her slowness.
In addition to being slow, he would also follow the coach's instructions. If he really wanted to cherish his life, he had to stay away from the heavy trucks.
Thus, when Wang Hong saw the heavy truck coming from the other side, she instinctively thought of what her coach had said. She immediately leaned on the side of the car and reduced the speed of the car to forty miles.
She had just reduced her speed from forty-five to forty when she saw the heavy truck and suddenly hit a white sedan that was moving forward.
Her visual nerves had just transmitted this scene to her brain. Before her brain could react, she saw the white sedan gliding across the road like a kite, flying over the fence.
"The car crashed."
Wang Hong silently thought.
Not afraid, not surprised.
Having witnessed the accident with her own eyes, she was not yet afraid, but rather surprised.
It was as if she was walking on the street and saw a kitten cross her path. What was there to be afraid of? What was there to be surprised about?
However, when the white car that was rolling in the air landed on the field outside the roadside drain with a loud bang, the car shook left and right a few times and the wheels in the sky continued to spin at high speeds, Wang Hong suddenly came to her senses.
Instinctively, she slammed down on the brakes, closed her eyes, put her head in her hands, and let out a long shriek.
She shouldn't be working for Nanfang Group.
Should she go to the tryouts for soprano, maybe after half a year of hard work, she would become a famous tenor like Pavarotti?
Alright, I'll just be a tenor for now. Anyway, it would represent her screams at this moment. It was a high pitch, meaning that it would take a long time.
A century?
Or a second?
Wang Hong didn't know.
It was only when it seemed that someone was patting her on the shoulder that she stopped screaming and looked back.
As she screamed, someone opened the passenger door and sat down beside her.
She clearly locked the car door, okay?
How did this man sit in her car with a wire in his hand and a black stocking on his head?
Wang Hong's mouth was agape as he stared at the man in a daze.
Actually, she was just a fool.
When she saw this person, she quickly made the most accurate judgment, "This is a robber." Not only do we have to rob cars, we can also rob women. "
Her brain quickly came up with this conclusion. It was all due to the poison of the movie.
Weren't all the robbers in the movie wearing a woman's black silk over their heads?
It was cheap and still worked.
It was a must when robbing a car for sex.
Why would there suddenly be a bandit and a pervert in the middle of driving a car?
When the man with the black hair put away the iron wire, Wang Hong finally came to her senses. She fiercely closed her mouth, opened her mouth, and was just about to let out a high-pitched scream when a hand covered her mouth in time.
She forcefully held back her screams.
The Head of the Dark Silk spoke up, "Sister, don't be afraid, I am a good person."
Yeah, you're a good guy.
Your whole family is good people.
Why would someone who wasn't a good person suddenly appear in my car while wearing a woman's black silk around his head?
If she could speak, Wang Hong would definitely say so.
"Although I'm a good person, if you don't cooperate with me, scream, or even resist me, then I will activate the bad guy mode."
Lee Nanfang laughed strangely, and used a tone of discussion to tell people: "Do you understand? If you don't understand, I'll say it again. "
If you cooperate obediently, don't resist!
Otherwise, you wait to be-- This is Wang Hong's conclusion from helping her analyze the black-threaded man's words, and exhorts her to do as he says so as not to be seriously injured.
For example, if someone pushed her into the car, her skirt would be ripped off and she would be killed with a single stab of her saber. Her corpse would be thrown into the wilderness.
"Alright, then do as I say."
Seeing Wang Hong nod, Lee Nanfang released her hand: "Drive, take me to the train station. I'm on the 8: 00 train, and it's only a little after 7: 00. I'm driving slowly on the road. I want to take a look at the scenery on both sides of the road. "
Wang Hong nodded and lightly pushed the steering wheel to the left, then to the right, then to the left again.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing her always do this, Lee Nanfang understood after seeing her glazed eyes.
Female Driver was scared silly.
Alright, looks like I have to trouble Boss Lee to drive.
"Girl, not only is your appearance pretty good, you also want this butt."
Lee Nanfang carried Wang Hong to the back of the car. When he started the car, he turned around and praised her before asking casually: "Are you going to work? "Which unit do you work in?"
After Wang Hong's butt was smacked, the feeling of being struck by lightning finally cleared her mind a little.
He first shuddered and then said with a trembling voice, "I-I work for Nanfang Group."
"What did I just do? You actually molested my staff. "
Boss Lee felt a bit awkward, he hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Yes, the Nanfang Group is a good place."