Chapter 265 Don't delay the young master to save people
Lin Fan did not shy away and looked directly into Mi Lele's eyes: "Isn't it?"
"Who told you!!"
Mi Lele quickly walked up to Lin Fan, her voice trembling with excitement.
Lin Fan shrugged: "I guessed."
After a long silence, Mi Lele regained her composure, turned around and walked towards the door.
Lin Fan looked at her back: "I don't know what you think, but if possible, I am willing to help you find out the truth."
Hearing this, Mi Lele paused, and then walked away without looking back.
After all, this was a family matter, and Lin Fan felt that he had done his best to do this.
Whether she agrees or not is her business.
Anyway, I have a clear conscience!
Lin Fan lay down on the bed and stretched out: "The bed is still comfortable. This girl still smells good after drinking so much wine!"
When he opened his eyes again, it was already afternoon.
"Oops!"
Lin Fan trembled all over when he thought of Lu Yan's aunt's unflattering face.
He is not a top seller like Mi Lele. He is not afraid of anyone when he has business around him.
If he offended Lu Yan and was expelled without even passing the probation period, that would be really embarrassing.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan jumped up like a carp and rushed out of the dormitory.
There is only less than half an hour left before get off work.
Lin Fan gritted his teeth and said he would be extravagant today and get a fight!
"taxi!"
Lin Fan threw out a banknote: "Master, hurry up, Jingzhuo Group!"
Seeing Lin Fan's generous appearance, the driver looked excited.
Isn't this just like what's shown in TV dramas, where the rich second generation pursues people and spends a lot of money on the driver.
But when the driver glanced at me, he immediately rolled his eyes.
"Brother, it's only five or six kilometers from here to Jingzhuo Group. Ten yuan is not enough."
Lin Fan touched his nose in embarrassment: "Huh? Really? Well... drive first, and I'll supply you with supplies when we get there."
Lin Fan's heart felt like it was bleeding as he watched the numbers on the meter keep rising.
Seeing that he was about to break through double digits, Lin Fan quickly shouted: "Stop!"
Bang!
A loud noise startled both Lin Fan and the driver.
Lin Fan was confused. Could it be that his strength had improved so much that he couldn't even master the lion's roar technique without a teacher?
"Damn it, who is chasing after me!"
The driver aggressively pulled the handbrake, opened the door and rushed out.
Lin Fan looked back and saw a car behind him, emitting black smoke.
The originally angry driver was stunned when he saw the other party's car.
Maserati!
This car costs at least a million.
Those who can afford to drive such a car are either the second generation rich or their father.
After all, they are ordinary people, people who cannot be offended!
The driver pretended to be brave and came to the car: "Um...you are chasing me..."
No one agreed.
"Hey, rich people have to be reasonable, I drive well..."
There was silence.
The driver frowned and took two steps forward again, his face suddenly becoming extremely ugly.
I saw a young man in the driver's seat, his head hanging down, lying on the airbag, motionless.
At this time, Lin Fan also came down.
The driver's face turned pale and he quickly turned back: "Brother, you can see clearly that he hit me. I...I didn't do anything!"
"Stop talking nonsense, save people first!" Lin Fan frowned.
Open the car door, unbuckle your seat belt...
During this process, Lin Fan felt something was wrong.
The young man was unconscious, but there was no trace of injury or blood on his body.
Besides, the speed just now was no more than sixty at most, and it was even less likely to cause serious internal injuries.
At this critical moment, Lin Fan's cell phone suddenly rang.
On the phone, it was Lu Yan's voice that was as cold as ice.
"On the third day of work, I clock out in fifteen minutes. I need an explanation."
Damn it, human life is at stake, why are you still here wasting my time?
Lin Fan shouted in a low voice: "I don't have time to explain to you now, I will rush to the company!"
After finishing speaking, Lin Fan hung up the phone without waiting for Lu Yan to say anything else.
He took out the silver pin bag from his pocket,
"Hey, hey, little brother, what do you want to do?"
The driver looked nervous. Could it be that Lin Fan was afraid that the rich second generation would not die and wanted to make up for it a few more times?
Lin Fan looked serious: "If you don't want to take responsibility, call an ambulance now!"
The driver swallowed his saliva and did not dare to say any more. He stepped aside obediently and dialed 120.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Lin Fan flicked his wrist, and the silver needles lined up in a row and stabbed into the young man's chest accurately.
The unconscious rich second generation let out a muffled groan and turned a bit paler.
There were five minutes left. Looking at the Jingzhuo Group Building not far away, Lin Fan secretly calculated that it was almost enough.
"Which hospital did you call?"
The driver quickly said: "The nearest Kangning Hospital is here."
Lin Fan held the driver's shoulder: "These silver needles must not be touched. You will go to the hospital with us later and follow them every step of the way."
"But...I..."
The driver had a troubled look on his face. He didn't care about his business in the first place. If he continued to follow him, wouldn't it mean that he would not be able to clean himself up even if he jumped into the Yellow River?
Taking out a hundred-dollar bill, Lin Fan said extremely seriously: "Listen to me, I'll keep you safe, and maybe you'll get a windfall."
After thinking for a while, the driver gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"
After receiving this reply, Lin Fan ran away without further delay.
call--
The driver only felt a gust of wind passing by, and all that was left in front of him was Lin Fan's blurry back.
At this moment, Jingzhuo Group is in the business department.
Everyone waited with bated breath, while Lu Yan stood at the door, staring at his watch.
"Ten...nine...eight..."
"Five...four...three..."
There are only two seconds left until six o'clock!
Sudden!
Bang!
His always strong hand slapped the door frame hard.
Lin Fan was panting slightly, with a smile on his face: "Team leader, clock in."