36: Flight attendant Lu Hanxiao's doubts

Is the secrecy really that tight?

Not even blood relatives know.

"No need, you just do your work. I can go by myself."

Zhang Yu hung up the phone and looked at Xu Mufie behind the counter.

He made a gesture indicating he was about to leave.

She also nodded.

Zhang Yu drove the rolls-royce cullinan away from the bank.

Inside the bank, someone exclaimed and quickly spoke to Xu Mufie.

"Who was that person talking to you? They were driving a rolls-royce?"

Her colleague was astonished.

"Really? I didn't notice." Xu Mufie was slightly surprised. "Are you sure it was him?"

"How could I be mistaken? It was definitely him." The colleague was deeply impressed by Zhang Yu's tall and handsome appearance and had watched him the whole way out.

"Does he have a girlfriend?"

"I don't know," Xu Mufie replied with a faint smile.

"Ah, even if he doesn't have a girlfriend, it wouldn't be me." The colleague's excitement faded as she faced reality.

Among all the bank branches, Xu Mufie's looks ranked in the top three.

But she herself was just one of the most ordinary ones.

Rich people aren't blind; they know what kind of girlfriend they want.

Her excitement had been for nothing.

Xu Mufie, meanwhile, fell into contemplation.

Zhang Yu driving a rolls-royce?

Logically speaking, the possibility was low.

Maybe he borrowed it.

She didn't dwell on it.

She would run into him again when she went back to her hometown after work today; she could just ask then..."Sister Xiao, look quickly, isn't that Zhang Yu's car? Why is it on a tow truck?"

At this moment.

At a transit airport for a certain international flight.

Lu Hanxiao and her two colleagues welcomed a brief half-hour break.

International flights are too long, so there are two transit stops in the middle.

Used for refueling, inspection, and so on.

The Flight Attendants could take this opportunity to rest on the ground.

As soon as Pan Yuyao opened her phone, she scrolled past a video of a tow truck.

"Let me see."

Lu Hanxiao looked at the phone screen.

This was filmed and uploaded by a netizen near the entrance of an elementary school.

Several police officers were directing the transfer of the lamborghini onto the tow truck.

The rear of the car had relatively obvious scratch marks.

In the comments section, many netizens expressed schadenfreude.

"That car has been so high-profile for so long, it finally crashed."

"It seems like it was hit by a Female Police Officer's motorcycle. I was right there."

"She even lent her car to the owner. If you ask me, she shouldn't have done that!"

Netizens posted comments dripping with envy.

They just couldn't stand to see others do well.

"It really is Zhang Yu's car."

Lu Hanxiao said.

There was only one lamborghini like that in Jiangcheng.

No matter when, it would become the focus of netizens.

A rear-end collision with a Traffic Police motorcycle made it even hotter news.

Looking at other related videos.

Someone filmed a rolls-royce driving away.

"That's the Female Police Officer's car!"

"A rolls-royce? Where did she get so much money?"

"She couldn't have embezzled it, right?"

Below, there were still many comments from netizens.

She saw the license plate number.

Lu Hanxiao's heart suddenly sank.

This license plate number was too familiar.

Unless it was a duplicate plate.

Which meant... She was about to make an international call to confirm what was happening.

Di Xiaoba hurried over. "Sister Xiao, time's up, we need to get ready."

Lu Hanxiao had no choice but to put down the phone and quickly switch into work mode.

"It has to be Sister Xiao..." Pan Yuyao was dumbfounded.

"Why aren't you learning? Your Regularization Assessment is coming up soon!" Di Xiaoba couldn't help but tap her on the head.

Why couldn't she be nervous?

...Meanwhile.

Zhang Yu drove the car toward his hometown.

When the houses on both sides of the road became shorter and more dilapidated.

It meant he was getting close.

He looked at the large area of low-rise Urban Villages before him.

This was the place where he grew up.

And this plot of land was about to be demolished to become the new R&D base for Dami Technology Company.

The roads in the Urban Village were relatively narrow.

A large vehicle like the rolls-royce cullinan could get in but not get out.

So Zhang Yu parked the car in an outdoor parking lot outside.

And walked in on foot.

After bypassing a few alleys.

A six-story, two-bay self-built house appeared before him.

The house was nearly 20 years old.

The wall had the year 2005 spelled out using rectangular tiles.

The village looked very lively.

Some were busy moving, and some were taking photos in front of their old houses.

Many people had received a large sum in Demolition Compensation.

They were about to move into the city, leaving this dilapidated Urban Village.

How could they not be happy?

Moreover, the standard for the Demolition Compensation was higher than in other places.

Zhang Yu heard a clamor of voices coming from inside the old house.

They were chatting excitedly.

"I've settled it with them. As long as they pay according to our demands, we can move tonight!"

"That's right, I heard Dami Technology Company wants this land. This is a huge, wealthy corporation, so we should definitely ask for more!"

"Exactly. Once the demolition money comes in, we'll gather again and divide the money proportionally!"

Inside the house, a large family spanning three generations, over a dozen people.

They were sitting together, chatting happily.

"That's great! Now I'll have enough Dowry Money to marry a wife!"

"My plan to open a nail salon can also be realized."

"The broken house will be torn down, and we can all move into new homes!"

The younger generation also expressed their hopes.

"What are you all talking about? It's so lively."

Just then, a voice sounded from outside the door.

Everyone inside was startled.

Then they all looked outside.

"Zh-Zhang Yu, why are you back?"