Yang Junhao did exactly as Du Feng said, opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz and threw the wallet into the car. A rich young master, all his money, including the bank card, was in this bulging wallet. Without it, it would be empty.

"Uncle Feng, where are you going to take me? You don't even get money. In S City, you can't do anything without money." Yang Junhao couldn't understand what Du Feng meant, so he closed the car door again and followed him to the company gate.

"If you have more money, spend more, and if you have less money, you will spend less. In any case, this world and society will not be able to starve to death!" Du Feng smiled slightly, and the two walked out of the company's door.

"I have always been used to being open. This one is not enough to tip the waiter." Yang Junhao smiled foolishly.

"I think you will understand the value of one hundred yuan immediately." Du Feng decided to let the wealthy young master see a society that is operating normally and is wandering in high-level society for many years. He lacks and knows very little.

The road is behind the company, and at the gate is the main road of the industrial park. This place has no other means of transportation except for vehicles from each company. Now the two of them are walking on foot. If they want to go anywhere, they can only go to the road behind. The road leading to the road will take at least twenty minutes to walk.

Yang Junhao followed Du Feng with confusion. He usually drove to wherever he went. He walked. Over the years, it seemed that he didn't even walk away for twenty minutes.

"Junhao, what disease does your dad have?" Du Feng frowned and asked, thinking of the Yang Fu family. The Yang Fu family's various morbidities yesterday would not be hidden from his eyes.

"Sick? Oh! My dad said it was bronchitis, and it was nothing serious. The doctor just reminded him not to smoke and drink too much. My dad had a whim and decided to quit smoking and drinking from this minor illness. If it could be done, wouldn't it be a good thing!" Yang Junhao laughed.

Du Feng shook his head when he heard this: "Bronchiitis? I don't think it's that simple. I know very little about symptoms such as severe cough, but I don't think your father is telling the truth."

"Isn't it a minor illness or a serious illness? Are you still lying when you get sick? It's impossible!" Yang Junhao shook his head vigorously. He knew his father's personality best and was open-minded. There were banners of integrity winning the world on the walls of the office. His reputation was highly respected in the industry. Even businessmen would not cheat or deceive his family, and it was even more impossible for him.

"You are his son, you should pay more attention. The minor illness will naturally be cured, but I am afraid that the treatment time will be delayed. It will be very difficult and there will be no cure!" Du Feng instructed seriously.

Yang Junhao reached out and pretended to wipe his sweat: "Okay! I'll listen to you. Anyway, he is your elder brother, so you will never curse him!"

"You kid doubts my character? Forget it! I'm just reminding me, and I have no other thoughts." Du Feng shook his head and stopped mentioning this matter.

The two walked out for more than ten minutes, and the intersection leading to the road could be vaguely seen in front of them, and the traffic flow on the road could be seen.

Yang Junhao breathed deeply, and finally came to an end. He was exhausted in these twenty minutes. He couldn't help but complain in his heart. Following Du Feng, he might have suffered today.

"You can't bear the pain, you will never become a superior person. No matter how glorious a person is, he will have a long and difficult time. If you don't have the courage to face it, you will be defeated by fate!" Du Feng smiled slightly, and the young master frowned and showed that he began to regret it.

Yang Junhao said oh. No matter what, he respected Du Feng very much. Even if he was dissatisfied, he would never complain.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, you will say to me. Now, I want to know where you want to go." Stopped at the intersection, Du Feng glanced at the bus stop sign in the distance.

"How about going to the bar? I want to drink!" Yang Junhao blurted out.

Du Feng took out the one hundred yuan, shook it, and said, "We only have this one hundred yuan now. The wine you like in the bar will not be less than one thousand yuan. Of course, someone will be willing to pay you credit for your identity. However, I don't like to pay credit, so you can drink it yourself!"

"Forget it! Then I won't go." Yang Junhao drooped his head, as if he was frost and beat eggplant.

"Let's go! Let's go have a drink!" Du Feng patted him and walked towards the bus stop sign.

"Do you drink it or not?" Yang Junhao was amused and crying, but he quickly followed.

There were many people waiting for the buses at the stop sign, and buses were filled with crowds. Yang Junhao was so angry that he thought that there were so many people, how could he suffer!

Du Feng bought two bottles of mineral water in the supermarket near the station sign, and then left after changing to change.

"Two bottles of water cost two yuan, and now there are ninety-eight!" Du Feng stuffed one of the bottles to him: "You can choose not to drink it. When you are too thirsty, you will find that this thing is not much worse than milk tea worth hundreds of yuan."

Yang Junhao looked down at the water in his hand. The water per dollar per bottle was so cheap that it was unimaginable.

A bus stopped slowly, Du Feng pulled him and moved forward slowly with the crowd.

When there were three people in front, the door was closed and the bus was full, and no one would be allowed to go on.

"What's the situation? Are you so refusing to take the flight?" Yang Junhao was furious and looked at the bus going away, his face turned red.

His anger aroused the attention of people around him. The young man in a suit and tie would actually ask such a question, which was really a laughing stock.

Perhaps someone who knows the goods can recognize the value of the clothes he wears, but wearing a suit worth tens of thousands of yuan and having to squeeze into the bus is really confusing.

"Pretty guy!"

"That's it! I'm so well dressed and I'm still squeezing the car, and my brain is stuck in the door!"

The two men whispered, seeing that their clothes were probably the service group of a hotel, the rich people they saw were comparable to the stars in the sky, and the identification of goods was the course they usually practiced. A good outfit meant that the other party was a grandmaster, and for the hotel, they had to be treated well.

"What did they say?" Yang Junhao vaguely heard their ridicule and was about to come forward to question him, but Du Feng grabbed him at the right time.

"Do you care what they say! Walk halfway up the road, take your own car, and wait." Du Feng never takes these strangers' ridicule words seriously. People's mouths grow on others. Unless it is too much for people to bear, he will not go over and use tape to seal the mouths.

"Uncle Feng, do we have to take that car?" Looking at the bus stopping and leaving, Du Feng was unmoved at all, Yang Junhao couldn't help asking.

Du Feng nodded: "There are some things you don't have a choice. There is only one possible time when you can only endure and continue waiting."

"We can adapt! We can reverse the bus!" Yang Junhao laughed. There are countless buses in S City. Although he has never taken a bus, he at least knows the term "reversal".

Du Feng took out the ninety-eight dollars and shook it in front of him, but said nothing.

The implication is that money is limited, and we don’t have too much to squander.

Yang Junhao nodded quickly, and then asked him to stuff the money back and slap it with dozens of dollars. People who don’t know what to do must think they are fools.

Finally, they waited for the bus that they were originally going to take, but because they were the first few people, they quickly squeezed up. But even so, there was still no empty space on the bus, and the newly-boarded people could only stand.

Yang Junhao reached out and held the handrail tightly. When the vehicle started, the passenger suddenly swung backwards with inertia. The person in front couldn't help but unable to hold back his body and pressed backwards.

Yang Junhao was indecently miserable. The one who pressed on him was a dinosaur-level beauty. Although she looked very young, she was really not a compliment. The moment the woman said sorry, her eyes seemed to be unable to move away.

A handsome guy with a straight suit is definitely the best! His unique temperament is incomparable to any ** silk.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" Yang Junhao smiled and his body couldn't help but retreat, but he soon found that his feet were on someone's shoes.

Looking back, it was an aunt over fifty years old.

Yang Junhao had to say sorry quickly, but he was so embarrassed.

"It's okay!" The aunt smiled slightly, amiable.

Only then did he truly understand the hardship of squeezing the bus. It would be good to have a foothold of two yuan.

During the long itinerary, whenever he arrived at a stop, Yang Junhao would quickly look at Du Feng to see if he had the intention to get off the bus.

Unfortunately, Du Feng's side face was firm and showed no expression. He looked outside the car, the buses coming and going and the busy crowds on the outside of the road, which seemed to him as a wonderful scenery.

Yang Junhao couldn't move, so he had to follow his eyes to look out the window. No matter how boring it was, it was still much better than the big bad girl beside him.

In this world, everyone is busy working hard for their livelihood. When the red light is waiting, a fruit stall outside the road attracts his attention.

The two men who looked at each other were brothers, and they were small in size. They were carrying fruit boxes and running around trucks and inconspicuous fruit stalls.

Du Feng was paying attention to his expression. Maybe the young master could understand something. Any busy figure could be regarded as a scenery, but how do you look at it?

Everyone has their own lifestyle and circle. For the sake of life and the so-called money, they can only do nothing.

The bus drove for nearly an hour, and there were traffic jams on the road from time to time. In the morning, it was the peak hours of work, and traffic jams were the most normal. However, the journey that was originally about half an hour was delayed by half an hour.

"Junhao! Get off the car!" Du Feng greeted, and when the car stopped again, it was their destination.

Du Feng had already squeezed to the door of the car, but Yang Junhao didn't do that.

The bus stopped and several people got off one after another, but Yang Junhao didn't squeeze in. Du Feng saw his embarrassment and did not get off.

When Yang Junhao squeezed over, the car door closed tightly and the car started moving again.

"Hey! The person hasn't gone down yet!" Yang Junhao quickly greeted him dissatisfiedly.

"What have you been doing? Can't you hear the radio in the car?" The driver didn't even take his tricks and had no intention of parking.

Yang Junhao was immediately full of anger and was about to continue to argue, Du Feng waved his hand again: "Go down next stop and then come back!"
Chapter completed!