Chapter 870
Words:900Update:22/06/17 23:35:08
"Is the room not good? If it's not good, Auntie will change it for you immediately. " She walked directly to Ye Chien and smiled kindly. "You are all guests, we have to make sure you sleep comfortably in the hotel."
She was a capable woman. Ye Chien quickly composed himself and politely said, "No, no, I have to go to the airport. That's why I woke up early. I slept very well and didn't feel uncomfortable at all."
She could fall asleep anywhere. It was just that the hotel's security personnel had sent a special forces soldier over. She was startled awake at 3: 30 in the morning.
"Going to Jiyang? That's great, I also need to go to the airport to pick someone up. Take my car. " Manager Song, with her exquisite makeup, laughed heartily. She must have just woken up, as her eyes were still bloodshot. "The staff helped me get the car. Let's go and wait outside."
She turned to the front desk and said, "Xiao Fang, prepare two sets of breakfast for me. One set with coffee and the other with fresh milk."
Ye Chien's indifferent face lit up with joy. He quickly thanked her. "Thank you, Manager Song. I won't stand on ceremony then." This way, she wouldn't have to wait until 5: 00 to take a ride from Caesar Hotel. She could pick up her military uniform earlier.
"Aiya, child, you can just call me Auntie. Why are you calling me Manager Song?" Manager Song, who still had a stern expression, couldn't help but laugh. This child was really polite. "Don't blame me for making the decision alone. Let's go, the car is here."
Yang Heng's Auntie Song was a divorced woman. They divorced eight years ago, and her daughter was awarded to her husband. Now, she was going to pick up her daughter from France, whom she hadn't seen for more than two years.
The car drove over. Ye Chien's gaze fell on the 1997 red Ferrari. He saw that Auntie Song was yawning several times. Ye Chien, who originally wanted to say that she could drive to the airport, silently shut his mouth.
"Auntie, did you not rest well last night?" Ye Chien sat in the front passenger seat and couldn't help but ask. When she was training with the motorists, the most common thing the instructor said was, "Don't drive when you're tired."
Looking at Auntie Song, who looked rather tired and yawned non-stop, Ye Chien was still a little worried. It was not good to drive while tired.
President Song smiled as he started the car and slowly drove into the entrance of the lobby. "You didn't sleep the whole night. Are you worried that I can't drive well? Don't worry, I still have the skills. "
"I used to be able to drive steadily even if I didn't sleep for several nights in a row." Throughout the journey, Manager Song's driving skills were indeed not bad, but every time she yawned deeply, Ye Chien felt a chill run down his spine.
When the motor vehicle soldiers were assigned to night training, if they were really tired, they would eat morning peppers to refresh themselves and apply cooling ointment to resist fatigue. They would use all kinds of hard methods to keep their minds clear all the way.
However, Director Song and the others were different. It was impossible for them to use such a ruthless method to refresh themselves. If they were so tired all the way, there would definitely be problems driving.
Ye Chien didn't care about the value of the car anymore. He simply smiled and said, "Auntie Song, let me drive. It will take an hour to get to the airport. I'll drive. Why don't you sit and rest for a while?"
Just as Ye Chien finished speaking, a strong light suddenly shone from the opposite side. This was not the strong light of a small car, but the strong light of a large truck rushing towards them.
President Song, who hadn't had a good rest, couldn't help but squint when the strong light shone on her. She didn't even realize what was happening in front of her.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
