There was a smell of alcohol in the car. The fat man held the steering wheel and glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time. At a traffic light intersection, he stopped and asked Chu Shanhai: "Boss, are you okay?"
Chu Shanhai sat crookedly. He raised his hand and waved it, then lowered it down as a response.
His brows were frowned and his expression was ugly. He must be feeling uncomfortable.
The fat man had worked as a driver before, and it was his instinct to observe people's emotions. He asked: "There is a pharmacy in front. Can I buy some hangover medicine?"
Chu Shanhai ignored him.
When he arrived at the drugstore, the fat man ran into the 24-hour drugstore with double flashes. When he came out, he had mineral water and anti-hangover medicine in his hand.
He sat in the back row, opened the water bottle, and patted Chu Shanhai gently: "Boss, take the medicine."
Chu Shanhai waved his hand: "No!"
The fat man persuaded him for a long time, but Chu Shanhai didn't even raise his eyelids. He had no choice but to return to the front seat and continue driving.
When they arrived at Tianlang Villa, the fat man didn't know the house number. He turned around and asked Chu Shanhai, only to find that the man had fallen asleep.
He looked at the frowning face even though he was asleep, sighed, and backed the car back to the gate.
Fortunately, the security guard on duty tonight knew Chu Shanhai and gave the fat man directions.
The fat man found the keys from Chu Shanhai's bag and drove the car into the garage.
Fatty already knew that Chu Shanhai was the son of the richest man in S city, but when he entered the community and saw the environment, he was quite surprised. He thought that rich people like Chu Shanhai lived in super-large and luxurious villas, but he didn't expect that
An ordinary second-floor waiter obviously does not match his identity.
He didn't think too much, and finally carried Chu Shanhai through the door.
The room was extremely dark.
The fat man fumbled around and turned on the light. Unexpectedly, as soon as the light came on, Chu Shanhai on his back muttered: "Don't turn on the light..."
It was really difficult for the fat man to carry this man who weighed more than 150 kilograms on his back. He took a breath and said, "How can you see without turning on the light?"
Chu Shanhai murmured: "Turn off the lights..."
The fat man took a look at the situation in the room and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, turn off the lights, you are the boss and you have the final say!"
He fumbled and carried Chu Shanhai to the bedroom on the second floor, and then threw him on the bed.
He turned on the night light on the bedside and turned it to the darkest level. Seeing Chu Shanhai turning over on the bed, he asked: "Boss, am I off work? Will I pick you up tomorrow morning?"
Chu Shanhai muttered something, but he didn't know what he said.
The fat man took off his leather shoes, pulled the quilt over him, and then went downstairs with the flashlight on his mobile phone.
When he arrived in the lobby, he took his cell phone and shook it casually, feeling that something was not right.
This house is empty. There is only a sofa in the hall and nothing else. It doesn't look like it is inhabited.
He went to the kitchen and took a look. The pots were cold, the stove was cold, and even the refrigerator was empty.
He sighed and walked to the door. He was still worried about Chu Shanhai, so he had to go back to the guest bedroom, grab a quilt and lie down on the sofa.
In the middle of the night, Fatty heard a muffled sound, woke up instantly and ran upstairs.
Chu Shanhai sat on the ground, covering the back of his head with his hand, with a pained expression on his face.
The appearance of the fat man startled him greatly. He wanted to stand up, but fell to the ground again.
"Who are you? Why are you at my house?"
Seeing that he was fine, the fat man turned the lights brighter: "Your newly hired driver! Is he awake?"
Chu Shanhai: "Headache. What driver? If you don't get out, I'll call the police!"
The fat man took the hangover medicine placed on the bedside and put it into his hand: "It's a hangover medicine. It won't hurt so much after taking it. Call the police. That's what you say every time you see me!"
He took out his cell phone, and there was a video inside. It was a clip of Fatty confirming with Chu Shanhai whether he would be the driver in the car.
Chu Shanhai finally recognized the fat man now. He threw the phone away: "Help me up."
The fat man helped him sit on the bed and handed him the medicine.
Chu Shanhai swallowed the medicine: "Help me find a pair of pajamas and take a bath."
Fatty has always been resentful towards Chu Shanhai. Although he has become his verbal employee now, he still dislikes him. He cursed and went to the cloakroom: "There are so many things, am I a driver or a personal assistant?"
Chu Shanhai leaned on the bedside, looked at the fat man's back, and said with a smile: "Driver and personal assistant."
Fatty: "That salary has to be calculated separately!"
Chu Shanhai: "It's no loss to you, things will be done well."
The fat man got him pajamas, and was afraid that he would slip in the shower, so he stayed outside the bathroom.
After taking a bath, Chu Shanhai sobered up a lot.
He wiped his hair and sat on the edge of the bed, raised his eyes and asked the fat man: "I remember you said before that you were a soldier?"
Fatty: "Ang."
Chu Shanhai: "Can I fight?"
The fat man glanced at him: "Killing you is not a problem."
Chu Shanhai didn't care about the sting in his words and nodded: "I have several drivers..."
The fat man was leaning against the wall, but he stood up immediately after hearing this: "You don't want to regret it now, do you? I quit my fucking job!"
Chu Shanhai frowned and looked at the fat man: "How can you do things for me if you have such a hot temper?"
The fat man stared at him: "What do you mean?"
Chu Shanhai: "I will pay you your salary and help me with some personal matters. I haven't decided what to do yet."
The fat man's expression softened: "I won't do anything illegal. I have a wife and children."
Chu Shanhai: "That won't happen. Give me your mobile phone number, and I will transfer you one month's salary first, and then wait for my call."
The fat man gave him his mobile phone number neatly, and the two of them added WeChat. When the fat man saw the transfer amount, his eyes almost fell out of his head. His attitude was so good that he almost stood up. He carefully confirmed: "
Is it really for one month?”
Chu Shanhai: "Well, let's buy some outfits. Look, you look like a clown." There was no concealed disgust on his face.
The fat man smiled and said: "These are bar work clothes. They cost me five hundred yuan." He found a job with a good salary and was in a great mood: "I will go to the mall to buy new ones tomorrow!"
Chu Shanhai: "Don't wear suits worth less than 2,000 yuan in front of me. From now on, there will be a clothing subsidy every month!"
The fat man smiled and said: "I understand! Boss, do you have any other instructions?"
Chu Shanhai glanced at him: "Be nicer to me in the future!"
Fatty: "That's necessary. You are my boss. I'm waiting for your call 24 hours a day!"
Chu Shanhai took out a box of cigarettes from the bedside table: "Go back."
The fat man hurriedly stepped forward and lit the cigarette for him: "Boss, it's midnight, and there are no taxis here. It's already dawn when I walk down."
Chu Shanhai: "Drive back."
The fat man said loudly: "Thank you, boss!"
Chu Shanhai said: "If you dare to drink and drive again, I will personally take you in!"
The fat man chuckled: "That day was purely an accident, so I won't disturb the boss's rest."
He walked to the door and was stopped by Chu Shanhai: "Your name hasn't been reported yet."
The fat man stood at attention and gave him a military salute: "Tell the boss, my name is Bai Yangcheng!"