155: Chapter 155 Hu Yifei: I Met a Handsome Guy Driving a Passat

By the time Zhao Yang arrived at the Metropolitan Night, the farewell banquet had already ended. He parked his car, carried a large plastic bag, and rushed over, just in time to meet Old Sun at the entrance, who looked flushed from drinking.

"Procurator Sun, I am truly sorry, but the traffic was just completely jammed," Zhao Yang said with an apologetic look. "Central is too hard to drive through."

Old Sun patted Zhao Yang on the shoulder, handed him a few food containers, and laughed, "As soon as I heard you were stuck in Central and couldn't get down, I knew you wouldn't make it to this meal. I packed some for you, eat it when you get back."

Zhao Yang took the food containers and handed over the plastic bag, "Thank you, Procurator Sun."

"I'm just a retired old man now, don't call me Procurator, just call me Old Sun." Old Sun looked down at the contents of the plastic bag, and the corner of his eye twitched—several cartons of Chunghwa cigarettes. This unassuming plastic bag was worth several months of an average person's salary. "Xiao Zhao, this is too valuable."

Zhao Yang smiled and said, "You know me, no one will say anything about me giving you this. Besides, you're retired, what are you afraid of?"

Old Sun realized with a laugh, "Right, right, right, I'm retired, what is there to fear? And you're right, if others gave it to me, I wouldn't dare accept it. But for you, this is equivalent to someone giving me a few disposable lighters. Fine, I'll take it."

...

While the two were chatting, a gloomy-looking Manager Chen Sifu also finished his dinner party. Seeing their boss looking distracted, the employees were all uneasy, not daring to ask questions, and silently followed behind him.

He clutched his phone, thinking about calling Song Siming to ask about the situation. Just as he was about to dial, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Zhao Yang. He quickly turned around and pulled Haizao aside.

Haizao looked confused, "Manager Chen, what are you doing?"

Manager Chen Sifu pointed towards Zhao Yang, "Is that the Zhao Yang you were talking about?"

Haizao looked in the direction of his finger and nodded, "Yes, that's Mr. Zhao."

"Then what are you standing there for?" Manager Chen Sifu glared, "Go over and say hello. You're just going to watch when you run into such a big shot?"

Haizao felt something was wrong and hesitated, "Manager Chen, he's still talking to his colleague."

"Are you stupid?" Manager Chen Sifu looked at her with disappointment, "Just wait until they finish talking. You have to say hello and chat a bit. Let me tell you, government officials care most about Face. If he finds out you saw him and didn't come over to say hello, it might end up causing trouble for our entire company later."

"Then... would that be too presumptuous?"

"What do you mean, presumptuous?" Manager Chen Sifu noticed that Zhao Yang was no longer talking and was heading towards the parking lot, so he immediately gave her a push, "Go say hello, quickly."

"Maybe he didn't see me?"

"How would you know if he saw you or not? Even if he did, he would pretend he didn't; he's a big shot. Hurry up, don't drag your feet, I'm watching you."

"This..." Seeing that Manager Chen Sifu was really staring straight at her, Haizao had no choice but to quickly chase after Zhao Yang.

Just before reaching the parking lot, she caught up to Zhao Yang and called out, "Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Yang was stunned and turned around, "Haizao? Hello, what a coincidence."

Haizao looked apologetic, "Our company is having a team-building event today, and I saw you at the entrance earlier."

"Oh..." Zhao Yang looked in the direction Haizao had come from and happened to see a sneaky figure walking away into the distance. His lips curled slightly, "Do you know that person?"

Haizao looked and her Face fell, "That's our boss... He recognized you, so he made me come over to say hello."

"Your boss is named Manager Chen Sifu, right?"

"Huh?" Haizao was stunned for a moment, "Yes, do you know him too?"

"I don't know him, but I know of him. How did he know you knew me?"

Haizao lowered her head and honestly explained how she had used the excuse of looking at houses to avoid the social gathering that day. Finally, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I was just using your name to intimidate others."

Zhao Yang actually looked at Haizao with new eyes. The Haizao in the original story didn't seem like the kind of girl who would have such thoughts; not having Xiao Bei around to pamper her really wasn't a bad thing for her. He smiled, "It's nothing; it's normal that you didn't want to go to that kind of social gathering. Are you going back to the company or going home now?"

"I... am going back to Wenhua Jiayuan."

"Then I'll give you a ride. Let's go."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

"Call me Zhao Yang, or Brother Yang is fine too."

Haizao hesitated for a moment, "Thank you, Brother Yang."

...

Manager Chen Sifu was hiding far away behind a bush, holding a small pair of binoculars and peering towards the parking lot, looking like a turtle with its head pulled in. Seeing Zhao Yang and Haizao get into the same car, he wore a satisfied expression and dialed Song Siming's number, "Brother, it's me."

Song Siming's voice came over the phone, "If you have something to say, say it quickly; I'm busy here."

"Brother, I ran into Zhao Yang today. I sent one of our female employees over to say hello, and guess what?"

The voice on the other end was a bit annoyed, "Speak plainly; I don't have time to play riddles with you. Stop listening to Deyun She cross-talk! It's not proper work!"

"That female employee seems to have struck up a conversation with Zhao Yang. They seem to live not too far apart, and Zhao Yang drove her home."

"Hmm? What's the background of that female employee of yours? It's not the same one as last time, is it?"

"No, no." Manager Chen Sifu laughed, "It's someone else. She looks quite pure, is rather quiet, and doesn't talk much. I didn't expect her to be quite to Zhao Yang's taste."

On the other end of the line, Song Siming was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Manager Chen Sifu, you mean to use that female employee to win over Zhao Yang?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Brother, that's exactly what I was thinking." Manager Chen Sifu said, "I specially checked what the Procuratorate does a while ago. If we can have someone in the Procuratorate, it would be a huge help to our business."

Song Siming's laughter came over the phone, "I didn't expect you to have such a brain. But let me tell you, don't underestimate people in the procuratorial System. How about this, find a time to bring that female employee out for me to see."

Manager Chen Sifu laughed, "Brother, that's exactly what I intended; I also wanted you to help teach her. Honestly, that girl is like a mute, and I'm a bit worried."

"Fine, wait until I have time; wait for my call."

...

Because of a major traffic jam, Zhao Yang missed Old Sun's farewell banquet, and Zeng Xiaoxian missed a chance to be on TV. At this moment, he was slumped on the sofa like a frostbitten eggplant, staring resentfully at Guan Gu Shen Qi.

Guan Gu Shen Qi wanted to comfort him, but didn't know what to say, so he could only offer an apologetic smile, "Teacher Zeng, would you like a cup of hot water?"

Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't be bothered to reply and covered his Face with a throw pillow, "Just let me die."

Hu Yifei, who was nearby, laughed, "There will be more chances in the future, don't be so gloomy. I'm telling you all, today I met a super handsome guy."

"Handsome guy?" Zeng Xiaoxian threw off the throw pillow, "You have the nerve to say that? Those two guys almost killed each other, and you're talking about a handsome guy!"

Hu Yifei waved her hand, "I'm not talking about those two, I'm talking about a real handsome guy—a handsome guy driving a volkswagen passat."

"A volkswagen passat isn't even a good car," Lü Ziqiao interjected, "they're a dime a dozen."

"Someone doesn't even have a car that's everywhere." Chen Meijia rolled her eyes at him.

Lü Ziqiao curled his lip, "I wouldn't even look at a volkswagen passat. My dream car is a flame-red hongdou m5; that's the only vehicle worthy of me, Lü Ziqiao."

"Oh, you guys listen to me!" Hu Yifei stomped her foot, "That handsome guy's volkswagen passat had its interior customized by himself. The seats were so comfortable, and there was an LCD screen; it looked especially luxurious inside..."