For Feng Jiuye, there is only one thing he cares about. Will there be any possibility that his behavior will cause dissatisfaction with the general public? As long as he doesn't, to be honest, he doesn't care if Mu Nianan is the one who supports Quan Shaoting's decision the most, and he is even less interested in exploring why Ye Lingbi said that the person who knows Quan Shaoting best in the world is Mu Nian'an.

Since Ye Lingbi has promised him that Mu Nianan will definitely not be angry because Quan Shaoting has protected Mu Yuanyuan this time, it is even more unlikely that Mrs. Quan and Mr. Quan will have an awkward quarrel because of this matter, and even a divorce will happen. Naturally, he didn't have any worries.

"I'll arrange it when I get back."

But then again, in Feng Jiuye's opinion, the person in the world who knows Quan Shaoting best can only be Ye Lingbi. After all, the two of them have been together under the intervention of their mothers since they wore open crotch pants, and it has been nearly thirty years now. Just this one has been nearly thirty years, and I am afraid that ten Mu Nian'an can't compare to it. The kind that can't even catch up with a sports car.

Whether it is Feng Jiuye or Ye Lingbi, the two of them here have drunk a lot at the dinner tonight. After walking for a while, the cool night breeze blew for a while. The things that should be talked about have been discussed.

Feng Jiuye beckoned, the battery car drove over, he sent Ye Lingbi to the battery car, and as soon as he waved again, the driver started the accelerator and sent Ye Lingbi to Quan Shaoting's annex.

Another gust of night wind blew, compared to the slanting wind and drizzle just now, this time the night wind blew ...... It can be described as a demon wind. The environment of Mansion No. 9 is extremely beautiful, and the greening rate has reached more than 70%. That is to say, in addition to one gorgeous villa after another, annexes, basically the rest are flowers and plants.

The reason why the demon wind is the demon wind is: first, it is fierce; Second, it is coming quickly; Third, it is unreasonable.

In the blink of an eye, the trees on both sides of the road were rustling with the demonic wind. There is a bit of a mountain rain about to come, and the wind is full of buildings.

Ye Lingbi leaned on the back of the car, closed his fox eyes, and whispered as if muttering to himself, "Look at this day, it will rain tomorrow." ”

The driver was stunned for a moment, not knowing if the drunken guest was talking to himself or to himself. After hesitating for a moment, I thought it would be better to answer. Either way, you can't make your guests feel like they've been neglected.

"Yes, Ye Dong. My daughter-in-law just called me and told me that it was going to rain tonight, showers, so I should wear an extra coat so that I don't catch a cold. I checked the weather forecast, and it will rain all day tomorrow. Light rain. ”

Ye Lingbi pursed her lips and sighed, "I don't like rain the most, especially the drizzle." If you don't play in the rain, it's too troublesome to play an umbrella, and if you don't play an umbrella, your coat will be a little damp, which is very uncomfortable. ”

"Hey, then you don't like rain, don't go out tomorrow. If you need any orders, we'll send it to you at Mansion No. 9. ”

The driver is the driver of Quan Shaoting's annex, and it stands to reason that Ye Lingbi also has his own annex in Mansion No. 9, and the driver of Ye Mansion will be fully responsible for his travels. But isn't it because Ye Dong went out of the Quan Mansion today, so the errand of picking up Ye Dong naturally fell on the head of him, the driver of the Quan Mansion.

Knowing Ye Lingbi's frivolous personality, the driver is not as trembling as he is to Quan Shaoting. They also speak a lot more casually, because these drivers are trained. You have to be familiar with the VVIP guest information of Mansion No. 9. The driver knew that Ye Lingbi didn't like the attitude of others treating him as a Buddha, and Ye Lingbi preferred to get along casually.

Ye Lingbi tilted his head, closed his peach blossom eyes, and sneered, as if he was laughing at himself: "If you want to go out or not, you can't help myself." This rain is upset! ”

As he spoke, the drizzle had already fallen. The open-top battery car can't stop this little rain. A few drops of rain splashed on Ye Lingbi's cheeks, which immediately made him frown in disgust and pursed his lips.

The driver is also annoyed, annoyed that this rain is not the right time. Before the guests were sent back to the annex, it began to rain, and if they got wet, his monthly bonus would be wasted. There are many rules in Mansion No. 9, and there are so many of them. When it is not raining, for the sake of the coolness of the guests, the battery car has to be open-top. If it rains, you'll have to drive a car.

Annoying showers.

After all, it's just a drive, and the monthly salary is close to the small management of the world's top 100 groups. With such a high salary, Renfeng Jiuye did not open a charity hall, and if the money was spent, it would have to be effective. These small details are the best place to reflect.

The driver chatted with Ye Lingbi without a ride, and drove the battery car to the fastest. Showers, who knows if it will get heavier and heavier. He had to send Ye Lingbi back to the Quan Mansion before the rain became heavier.

"Hey, I said you're in a hurry. It's cool, open it slowly. Ye Lingbi closed his eyes, turned his body slightly, and used his face to meet the demon wind.

Requests must be met unconditionally.

So the driver slowed down, and waited for this rain to be heavy. Tell your colleagues and ask them to drive the car over to pick up Ye Dong.

"Ye Dong, don't you hate rain the most. Why don't you rush back, but enjoy the rain? The driver clearly remembered a sentence in Ye Lingbi's information, so he dared to take the initiative to talk to him.

"I hate the rain. But also loves the rain. Ye Lingbi opened her peach blossom eyes shallowly, "When I was a child, I hated rain the most, as long as it rained, I felt uncomfortable in my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys." But when I grew up, I gradually stopped hating rain. Sometimes I feel comfortable on a rainy day. After a rain, the air in the capital will be much cleaner. There is not so much dust, and it is refreshing to breathe. ”

"That's right." The drivers are also trained, and one of the things they learn is how to chat with customers when they are interested in chatting.

It's not the same as chatting with friends. How so? Minister Anna once said that the people in their service industry should chat with the guests, and they should think of themselves as eunuchs and palace maids in the palace, not to chat with the master, but to make the master chat happy and comfortable.

After thinking for a moment, the driver asked, "Why didn't you like rain when you were a child?" ”

"Because our family adheres to the principle of raising our sons in poverty." Ye Lingbi's peach blossom eyes flashed with a hint of deep disgust, "My family never drives me to school. After all, the school is also in the compound, just two steps away. It's usually good to say, but when it rains, it's really fucking annoying. Forget about splashing mud all over your body, the road is still potholed, and if you are not careful, you will have to drop a mouthful of mud. I was drenched all over, and so were my classmates, and there was a fishy smell wafting through the classroom. ”

There is also a sentence that Ye Lingbi didn't tell the driver, because the driver is not his friend, so he can't tell the driver this.

He admits that he is squeamish, although compared to the children in the other compounds, under the iron-blooded education of the old man and his father, he has nothing to do with 'squeamishness'. But compared to other boys, he is inevitably still a little squeamish.

His mother is used to it. The old man and his father are iron-blooded education, and his mother is a greenhouse education. He didn't like to walk to school on a rainy day, and he wanted the old man's guard to drive him to school. As a result, he made several such requests and received several lashes.

In a sense, the final result was more than he expected. Because he just wanted the old man's guards to drive him to school, but he didn't have to go to school on rainy days. Why? I was whipped up, and I went to school, so I was directly transferred to the medical team.

Hearing this, the driver couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that Ye Dong, you are the same as us little people." I really didn't expect it. Poor people don't like rain, and like you said, it's not convenient to do anything when it's raining. But we still have to work, don't we? I don't like it, I hate it. ”

Ye Lingbi let out a happy 'hey', as if he was interested, he got up dizzily, propped up on the driver's backrest with both hands, and asked, "Then tell me, what do we look like in the hearts of the little people?" ”

"Can't think of it." The driver replied earnestly, "Just like a fable telling, the peasants can't imagine what kind of life the emperor lived. When I asked the peasants, the peasants thought for a long time and then said that the old man emperor was so rich, and the hoe he used to hoe the ground must be made of gold. But the emperor, I haven't even seen a hoe. ”

Ye Lingbi smiled and snorted, "But now that you are working in Mansion No. 9, you can be regarded as having seen a lot of dignitaries, what do you think is different from what you imagined?" ”

"It's not a big difference. It's just that it will waste money and don't spend it as money. ”

Ye Lingbi laughed, very hearty, and extremely frivolous: "Let's drive, I'm thirsty." ”

A person who drinks alcohol is very thirsty. How experienced are the drivers? immediately took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Ye Lingbi, and did not forget to explain: "I know that you are going to a dinner, and you have to drink, so we will prepare it for you." Here. ”

Ye Lingbi didn't answer, he just said faintly, "I just want to drink tea now." ”

It must also be the tea that Quan Shaoting personally made for him. Smacking his tongue, he thought, the tea he drank in the cup of the old cadre of Shaoting at noon tasted very good.

He likes to drink green tea, all kinds of green tea. But Shaoting prefers to drink black tea.

When he went back, he had to ask Shaoting to bring him some black tea. It tastes really good.

"Strong tea is a hangover." Where did the driver know so much, he said with a smile: "It's good to drink some tea, and your stomach won't be so uncomfortable." ”

"You like tea, too?" Ye Lingbi squinted at his peach blossom eyes, and after getting the driver's nod and reply, he patted the driver's shoulder: "Don't go back to the Quan Mansion yet, go to the Ye Mansion." I'll get you some of my good tea. ”

"Yo, that's not going to work. It's too much for you to break the bank. ”

"it. You Ye Dong and I are poor, so there is money left. ”

“…… That's not possible, Mansion Nine has a rule that you can't accept guests' things. ”

"I'm not a guest, I'm here to get some tea for a friend who has a good chat, not a gift. Isn't it quite fitting that the two of us are talking? ”

The driver stopped insisting, nodded with a smile, and said, "That's really thank you Ye Dong, I'll also try it to see what good tea tastes like." ”

He can now understand what the sentence in Ye Dong's information means.

is bold, eclectic, and loves to make friends.

Really. After chatting for a couple of sentences, Ye Dong began to deliver things.

In the end, the driver summed it all up in one sentence -

Rich people are good!

Making friends is easier than ordinary people.

But...... Ye Dong is different from the kind of guests who like to give small favors to buy people's hearts. He couldn't say anything different, but he just felt it. Ye Dong said that he wanted to give him some tea to taste, not deliberately to sell an approachable character. Ye Dong really wanted to give him some good tea to taste.

Why?

Probably Ye Dongzhen didn't treat him as a driver who served him. Ye Dong really didn't divide people into three, six, nine and others.