Ruan Yan spent three months of probation amid all kinds of torment, oppression and resistance. The amazing thing is that he has endured all the way, and he feels like he is used to it. Recently, he has received less scolding, his work has gone smoothly, and he can see the problem by himself. And the ability to handle things has also improved a lot.
In retrospect, Li Han didn't deal a substantial blow to him, he was just a bit annoying and irritable.
With this kind of mentality, Ruan Yan's grievances are not so heavy.
On Friday night, Li Han was going out to socialize, but the driver was temporarily dispatched by him to run errands. Considering that he was going to drink at night, Li Han asked Ruan Yan to drive him to the hotel.
Ruan Yan was very embarrassed: "Mr. Li, this is not my job, and it's not too cheap to go out with my broken used car?"
Li Han didn't take it seriously: "I'll give you overtime subsidies and gasoline subsidies. You can just drive it. You don't need to think too much about the price that won't drop. I'm brushing my face, not the car."
"Okay." Ruan Yan, who received overtime allowance and gasoline allowance, happily took over the job.
Just after the car started, before leaving the parking lot, the two suddenly felt an unnatural vibration. Ruan Yan snorted and got out of the car to take a look. Sure enough, the front left wheel was punctured by a nail.
Li Han also got out of the car: "Tsk, where did the nails come from!"
Ruan Yan said blankly, "What should I do?"
"What? Change the tire. Do you have a spare tire?"
"Oh, yes." Ruan Yan opened the trunk, and then was at a loss, "But I won't change it."
Li Han: "..."
Ruan Yan suggested, "Mr. Li, why don't you call your driver back?"
Li Han took off his suit jacket and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt: "You can't do anything, you are really a waste!" He took out the spare tire and jack as he said, "Get out of the way, get in the way!"
"Oh."
So Ruan Yan stood aside with his arms folded, watching his boss change the tires of his used car.
It was obviously a very embarrassing and discordant picture, but for some unknown reason, he actually felt a little, just a little... Su.
After changing the tire, Li Han was sweating and his clothes were dirty. He found a store along the way to buy a set of clothes to change, and then rushed to the hotel. He was about ten minutes late, but fortunately, the people who were socializing this time were all acquaintances. It doesn't matter much.
The business negotiation was very successful that day, and the price of success was that Li Han drank too much wine.
Ruan Yan acted as an assistant and driver, so he couldn't drink. He watched Li Han's face turn from red to white, but he was helpless. At this time, he deeply realized that being a president is not so easy.
On the way to take Li Han home, Ruan Yan kept paying attention to his condition through the rearview mirror. After all, he was in his car. He was afraid that he would lose control and vomit in the car.
Li Han closed his eyes and frowned, leaning on the back seat, his face was very ugly, and it seemed that he was really uncomfortable.
Ruan Yan saw that he had put one hand on his stomach and asked nervously, "Do you want to vomit?"
Li Han opened his eyes slightly, and his words were still clear: "I haven't eaten a few bites of food, how can I vomit."
"Oh." Ruan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the rearview mirror again, "Are you having an upset stomach? I heard that drinking on an empty stomach hurts your stomach..."
"Red light! You are blind! Drive your car well, so much nonsense!"
"… "
Kind-hearted as a donkey's liver and lungs! Ruan Yan stepped on the brakes to the end, rolled his eyes, and ignored you, I'm your grandson!
He was sent downstairs safely. Ruan Yan wanted to leave quickly when he got out of the car, but he hesitated again when he saw that Li Han couldn't walk a step against the wall.
After several psychological struggles, and recalling the scene where this man changed his tires, he finally gave in.
The grandson is the grandson! Anyway, usually can not be his uncle.
Ruan Yan helped him home, poured hot water for him and found stomach medicine. Seeing that his face was blue in discomfort, he went to the kitchen refrigerator and turned over a package of quick-frozen dumplings, cooked them and adjusted the dipping sauce, and put them on him. before.
Although it was a plate of dumplings with no technical content, it was hot food in the end. Li Han rested on the sofa for a while without being polite to him, and devoured it.
Li Han sighed: "It seems that you still have some use, and you can cook."
Relying on the fact that he was a benefactor, Ruan Yan took the opportunity to vent his resentment and pretended to be surprised: "I didn't expect that Mr. Li's requirements for 'cooking' were so low?"
"Why, do I have high requirements for others?"
"Haha, it's fine."
Li Han ignored his sarcasm, leaned comfortably on the sofa, stretched out his arms, and seemed to encircle Ruan Yan into his own domain: "The house you rented is far from the company, right? I'm looking for rent from the door, or You move here, the transportation is convenient, you have more time to work overtime, and I can take care of you."
Ruan Yan looked at his house, looked at him with mad eyes and said, "Mr. Li, do you think the salary you offer me is enough to pay the rent here?"
Li Han: "Is it enough?"
"... Guess?" Ruan Yan sneered: "And are you sure it's taking care of you instead of abusing it?"
"Okay, it's up to you." Li Han didn't force it.
It is estimated that he was used to being enslaved. Ruan Yan helped the man wash the dishes and chopsticks. When he came out, he saw that Li Han had fallen asleep on the sofa.
He ripped off the bed sheet and was thrown on top of him, turned off the lights and left.