Chapter 42: Pickup Driver

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"Please! Don't hurt him!"

Doukui didn't respond for a long time, and Mao Sandao became more and more anxious.

Looking at this situation, Doukui is likely to go find Jiao Qiu'er.

Mao Sandao quickly stood up and rushed out of the passage.

Jiao Qiu'er must not be harmed!

He didn't dare to delay and ran to the street as fast as he could. He wanted to stop a car and get to Jiao Qiu'er's house before Doukui.

But on the road at midnight, there were only a few vehicles passing by, and they were traveling very fast, as if they were all rushing against time.

Mao Sandao stood on the side of the road and kept waving to the passing cars. However, no car noticed him and they all sped past him.

no!

Definitely not going in any later!

Mao Sandao was so anxious that he stamped his feet on the spot.

At this time, a pickup truck drove quickly from the distance. At this moment, Mao Sandao seemed to have forgotten everything.

He rushed to the middle of the road desperately and stretched out his hands.

Beep...! ! !

Bah...! ! !

The blaring horns and emergency brakes of cars broke the otherwise "noisy" night.

The car stopped a few centimeters in front of Mao Sandao.

"You fucking want to die, don't you?"

The male driver, who was about forty years old, was so frightened that his face turned pale. He stuck his head out of the car window and yelled at Mao Sandao.

If he hadn't stepped on the brakes just now, the consequences would have been disastrous.

If an accident does occur, the driver knows that his life may be ruined.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm in a hurry, I'm so sorry!" Mao Sandao clasped his hands together, bowed to the driver, and kept apologizing.

Seeing the anxious look on Mao Sandao's face, the driver knew that he must have encountered something urgent.

"You don't want your life? Why is it so urgent?" The driver turned on his double flashers and pulled the car to the side so as not to affect the passage of other vehicles.

"Brother, please take me to Yalu Mingyuan. I have something very urgent to deal with!" Mao Sandao said as he pulled the driver to the car.

The driver didn't know what happened to the man opposite him, but looking at Mao Sandao's look, he knew that this matter must be important.

Otherwise, he would not have risked his life to jump out and stop the car in the middle of the night.

He decided to help. Although what Mao Sandao did just now made him particularly angry, when a person really encounters something, no one can really sit back and ignore it.

He believes that most people will lend a helping hand like him.

After all, helping others is a good traditional virtue that this society follows.

The driver opened the door: "Get in!"

Mao Sandao quickly thanked him, quickly opened the passenger door and got in.

"Brother, please hurry up. If this matter is delayed, I will regret it for the rest of my life." Mao Sandao quickly confessed after getting in the car.

Hearing what Mao Sandao said, the driver suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Brother, don't worry!" The driver stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed forward.

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"Phew! It's finally over..."

In the office, Jiao Qiu'er stretched to relieve the fatigue of the day and the aches and pains all over his body.

After being busy for so long, the work at hand has finally come to an end.

I habitually reached into my trouser pocket and took it out, only to find that I had stopped smoking.

Taking a sip of the cooled tea comforted me after a busy day.

"Pooh……!"

The tea leaves that had long lost their tea flavor were sipped into his mouth, and Jiao Qiu'er spat it out in disgust.

He smiled bitterly.

Sigh...working overtime so late again.

But when his eyes glanced at the photos on his desk, he felt warm in his heart, and he felt that the fatigue of the day completely disappeared at this moment.

This photo was taken a few days ago at a photo studio near the company.

There is a man and a woman in the photo, filling the photo that is not "rich" in size, leaving no extra space.

The woman in the photo is tall and slightly twisted towards the man.

On his face, the mouth that looked like two sausages pouted slightly, looking at the man lovingly.

Jiao Qiu'er didn't feel like he didn't recognize that man. On the contrary, he was extremely familiar with him.

He didn't think anyone else could be capable of such a perfect match with a woman except himself.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of longing arose from the bottom of Jiao Qiu'er's heart.

I guess... I haven't seen you for three days, right?

Thinking of someone hundreds of miles away who deeply missed him, he felt... so happy.

Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, this relationship is not optimistic.

But Jiao Qiu'er believes that there doesn't need to be any macro reason to spend the rest of their lives together.

Right time, right place and right people, that’s right.

Checking the time, it was already past 1 a.m., and he rubbed his stiff and tired face.

Clear the desk and grab the car keys.

When he stood up, he frowned slightly and seemed to be in pain.

He took one step with one foot, then followed with the other.

Lights out.

Lock the door.

It seemed a bit difficult to walk out of the company.

After pressing the car key, the blue car headlights in the parking lot not far from the company door flashed twice.

sliding door.

Jiao Qiu'er threw his briefcase into the passenger seat, stepped into the cab with his right leg first, sat upright, and supported the other leg in with both hands.

Close the door and start the car.

Slowly drive out of the parking lot.

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The driver took a direct detour onto the side road, which had few traffic lights.

This can save a lot of time.

Therefore, in less than half an hour, we arrived at Yalu Mingyuan.

"We're here." The driver parked the car at the entrance of Yalu Mingyuan.

"Thank you, master." Mao Sandao randomly took out some money from his pocket and threw it to the driver, then quickly opened the door.

Before Mao Sandao could take one foot out, the driver grabbed him and began to persuade him:

"Brother, you must coax her well when you arrive. As long as you are sincere, I believe she will change her mind. If necessary, you can kneel down and beg her.

As a man, face is not worth much in front of your girlfriend, so you have to put it aside.

For women, coaxing is enough. That's what I did when my wife wanted to divorce me. After saying that, the driver patted his chest and said, "Look, brother, I'm living a good life." "

Mao Sandao was stunned for a long time and thought that the driver had misunderstood and thought that Mao Sandao came here to beg his girlfriend to get back together.

"Brother, you might be... Oh, forget it!" Mao Sandao wanted to explain, but he was too worried about Jiao Qiu'er, so he simply didn't bother to explain. He casually chimed in, "Thank you, brother, I understand."

But as soon as he took one foot out, the driver stopped him again: "Brother, remember what I said, coax you well. By the way, if coaxing still doesn't work, I will teach you another method..."

"I know, I know, brother, I'm really in a hurry. I'll ask for advice another day, another day!" Mao Sandao quickly interrupted the driver, opened his hand, quickly got out of the car and ran to the community.

Mao Sandao felt like he was dying of anxiety, but he didn't expect that the driver was still here slowly imparting experience on "how to get back together after conflicts between boyfriend and girlfriend or husband and wife."

"If that doesn't work, just kiss her forcefully, or carry her to the bed, and it will definitely happen!"

As if afraid that Mao Sandao would miss the opportunity, the driver stuck his head out of the car and quickly added.

Mao Sandao didn't hear clearly what the driver said at the end, so he directly stepped over the barrier and entered the community.

The security guard of the community was probably too sleepy. He fell asleep on the table and did not notice anyone entering the community.

Mao Sandao didn't go to Jiao Qiu'er's company often, but where he lived, Mao Sandao often came.

Therefore, he was particularly familiar with the unit building where Jiao Qiuer lived.

In less than two minutes, he ran downstairs to Jiao Qiu'er's unit.