Seeing Hong Xiao running away, Bai Fumei just raised her eyebrows lightly, turned to look at Song Yi, and said coldly: "Song Yi, come with me."
"yes."
Song Yi nodded and followed Bai Fumei directly to the innermost lounge of Huangquan Express. This was Bai Fumei's private lounge.
As soon as he entered the door, before Bai Fumei could speak, Song Yi smiled and handed the pot of hot soup to Bai Fumei.
"Lady boss, your hot soup. Po Meng made it by herself. She said you like this soup the most. Drink it while it's hot."
"Meng Po's soup?"
Bai Fumei frowned, took a deep look at Song Yi, and said in a somewhat clear tone: "You helped her deliver the express? Huh? You broke the rules, right?"
As she said that, Bai Fumei's face immediately turned ugly: "Do you know the price of breaking the rules? You don't want this month's salary, do you?"
"I know, I know!"
A few years ago, Song Yi would have been really scared to see her so angry. But after getting along with her for the past few years, Song Yi had already noticed that Bai Fumei had always been a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, with a hard mouth and a soft heart.
You see she is so greedy for money and so mean, but she also has a generous side.
At that time, while not paying Song Yi's salary, she secretly sent a large sum of money to Song Yi's mother. The money was even higher than the amount Song Yi's mother had been defrauded of.
Bai Fumei never mentioned these things. It was only later that Song Yi called him at home, and Song Yi learned that a mysterious person was sending money to his family.
He couldn't find out who that person was, but he had an intuition that that person was Bai Fumei.
Later, Song Yi tested her from the side, but Bai Fumei did not deny it.
Therefore, whether it is a person or a ghost, you must not be fooled by their appearance.
Some people who smile at you may not really smile at you.
Some people who frown upon you may not really treat you badly.
… …
Seeing Song Yi smiling playfully at her, Bai Fumei couldn't help but glare at him: "Do you think that since you are the veteran of Huangquan Express, you can do whatever you want? Huh?"
"No, no, there is true love in the world. The purpose of our Huangquan Express is to warm the hearts of ghosts with love, so I know that you, boss lady, will definitely agree with me doing this, don't you think so?"
Song Yi looked at Bai Fumei with a smile on his face: "Well, the soup is here. If nothing happens, I will go out first?"
"Okay, go down!"
This man is really rough-skinned and thick-skinned. Now he is not even afraid of her? Bai Fumei waved her hands with a sullen face.
"Well, I'm leaving then! Sister Bai, don't forget to drink the soup!"
Before Song Yi left, he did not forget to give a gentle warning. After saying this, he turned around and left gracefully.
"Who is your sister! Who do you call sister!"
snort!
Bai Fumei snorted coldly in the room, but looking down at the soup pot in her hand, she couldn't help but soften her eyes -
The soup made by Po Meng is really good!
… …
Song Yi came out of Huangquan Express and walked directly towards his home. Halfway there, he suddenly stopped.
The place he rents is considered a slum area in Yanjing. It is full of low-rise old buildings. The nearby streets and even the street lights are sometimes good or bad.
But now, just across the street, a very luxurious car was parked.
Song Yi recognized the logo of the car and knew that the car was worth at least several million. There may be countless cars of this quality in Yanjing, but it is really rare to see such a car here. .
Of course, what Song Yi cared about most was not the car, but the people beside the car. At this time, there were three people standing next to the car.
To be precise, there are two people and one ghost.