Chapter 81: Come and take my fiancée home...

After dinner, they went out to work. Zhou Ci drove again and Song Yu sat in the passenger seat.

Neither of them spoke. One was concentrating on driving, while the other was holding her phone and looking at the itinerary for today sent by her assistant. After reading the itinerary, she continued to look at the WeChat messages from last night.

After reading to the end, Song Yu thought he had seen it wrong, so he read it again. His face immediately turned very bad, and he just called directly without caring what time it was.

The person on the other end answered almost immediately. He probably knew he had messed up, so he spoke very carefully. He started directly: "Boss, you have to save me."

Song Yu was on speakerphone, and this sentence successfully attracted Zhou Ci's attention, but he didn't say anything. After Song Yu hung up the phone, he asked, "What happened?"

He drove slowly. Song Yu lowered his head and typed quickly on his phone, arranging the follow-up matters. Then he complained to Zhou Ci helplessly and angrily, "That person in charge of the Third World is so incompetent that I'm speechless. I've only been back for a short time, and he's already messed up such a good situation. I don't know who has the connections to get in here. Once I get this sorted out, get out, including his superiors."

Zhou Ci concentrated on driving and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No need. I've been in the Third World for six years. I can handle this myself." Song Yu leaned back in his chair. "It's just that I may need to be away for a long time. If I don't get things done, I may not be able to come back."

Zhou Ci's face showed no emotion, he just asked, "Can it be done before the wedding?"

"Sure, there's still a long time until the wedding." Song Yu smiled. She knew she was in the wrong, so she was very serious.

"It's not a big problem if I can make it to the wedding. Besides, I can still come to see you when I have time." Zhou Ci glanced at Song Yu and smiled: "Isn't it?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted: "Of course, but will you really go?"

"I'm not sure, but you never know. We also have investment projects in the Third World. If I go there on business, I'd like to stop by and see if you're okay. Otherwise, people will say you've gone abroad and we won't have any interaction. People on the Internet like to make up stories."

Song Yu felt relieved when Zhou Ci said this, "Okay, if you really go, call me."

With something to talk about, time passed quickly. Zhou Ci still sent Song Yu to the gate of Song's company. The employees of Song's company were no longer surprised to see them appear together, but they were still attracted by their looks. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women was always pleasing to the eye, and everyone was willing to take a few more glances.

After Zhou Ci dropped the person off, he drove away quickly. He had a three-party meeting in the morning, which required him to attend in person. Being late would have a bad impact.

As soon as Song Yu got to work, he went to see his father and told him about the Third World.

She has been in charge of the Third World in recent years. Now that something has happened, the major customers that have been cooperating for several years have been snatched away, and she is the only one who knows best how to save them.

She didn't go to work that day. After talking to Song's father and giving some instructions at the company, she went home to pack her things. That same day, she took the fastest flight to the Third World with her assistant.

After more than twenty hours and a flight change, they finally arrived in the third world. Song Yu didn't even have time to adjust to the time difference and went directly to the branch office for an emergency meeting.

There was no need to call for help. The senior management of the branch knew her flight time and estimated that she would arrive at this time. They were all waiting at the company. The meeting materials had already been prepared. As soon as Song Yu arrived, the meeting began.

It was only after the meeting that Song Yu realized how bad the situation was. Not only had old customers been robbed, but his relationship with the local government had also been ruined by him, and there were other big and small issues as well.

If the assistant had not shown her the investigation materials on the plane, Song Yu would have really suspected that the head of this branch was an undercover agent sent by a rival company to destroy her company.

The situation is already very bad, and things have to be dealt with one by one. However, although things are easy to solve, relationships are not so easy to repair. Song Yu has to spend a lot of time and energy on socializing every day. He is often busy until after 10 o'clock in the evening before he can go home. His face is stiff from smiling, and he just takes a shower and falls asleep. He is so tired that he has no time to check his phone.

By the time she finished dealing with the most important things, more than a month had passed.

In the past month, she and Zhou Ci would video chat every two or three days, and it was basically Zhou Ci who called. This frequency was very good, which not only did not make Song Yu tired of responding, but also ensured that the two of them had topics to talk about every time.

Song Yu felt that this was a good idea. It was difficult for two people to suddenly enter a new relationship from an existing one, both psychologically and physically. There was a transition period in between, with the distance far enough and safe enough to adjust slowly. Time would allow her to adapt to everything.

The days passed leisurely. In the third month after Song Yu arrived in the Third World, most of the problems were resolved, and the new person in charge sent by the head office had already taken charge.

She had personally selected this new person in charge, who possessed strong business and management skills. Most importantly, this new person in charge had a strong sense of responsibility and good character, and Song Yu felt reassured when she handed over the Third World branch to him.

Song Yu is a perfectionist. From childhood to adulthood, every report card she submitted was completed very beautifully.

She has run the Third World branch for six years, dedicating the most beautiful years of her life to it. It is also the most time-consuming and laborious work she has ever completed. She cherishes it very much and will only hand it over to people she trusts to manage.

After agreeing with Zhou Ci on the time to return home, Song Yu didn't expect Zhou Ci to come to see her again.

It was an evening. Song Yu didn't go to the company in the afternoon and went home early to pack her things. When she received Zhou Ci's call, she was about to go out for dinner.

As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Ci said nothing, just two simple words: "Open the door!"

"Hmm?" Song Yu held the phone in his left hand and opened the door with his right hand.

The young man standing outside the door had delicate features, looked noble and aloof, and wore a crisp and fitting suit. He didn't look at all dusty and disheveled, and was more dazzling than a star.

Song Yu's phone slipped from her palm and fell on the Moroccan-style handmade wool carpet. She didn't bother to pick it up. She looked at Zhou Ci in surprise and asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Ci squatted down in front of her, picked up the phone she had dropped on the carpet, stood up, and handed it to her: "Come and take your fiancée home."

Is Song Yu happy?

Of course she is happy.

This was a surprise and had nothing to do with love. Even if it was just a show, Zhou Ci had given her the full score she wanted, far exceeding her expectations.

After three months of buffer, she was able to accept the fact that she and Zhou Ci were engaged. Although they did not have any deeper feelings for each other, Zhou Ci calling her his fiancée no longer made her feel embarrassed or rejected.

She will only become more comfortable with the relationship in the future.

Song Yu took the phone and stepped aside. When Zhou Ci entered, she closed the door and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet. Do you want to show some hospitality?"

"Okay, how about I take you to eat some local specialties?"

Zhou Ci casually toured Song Yu's living room and sat down on the sofa: "You haven't changed much. It's still pretty much the same as it was six years ago."

"You have such a good memory?" Song Yu teased, walking to the refrigerator. "What do you want to drink? I only have bottled water and drinks here, so you can make do with them. I'm thinking of returning home soon, so I've given away all the tea sets and tea leaves I brought from China."

"No, I'm not thirsty." Zhou Ci saw the packed boxes in the living room and asked, "Is everything packed? Is there anything I can help with?"

"No need, I asked Auntie to pack up almost everything." Song Yu followed Zhou Ci's gaze and said, "I gave away a lot of things. I don't have anything to take back. I'm too lazy to bother."

After she finished speaking, she looked back at Zhou Ci: "Are you hungry? Let's go have dinner? The security here is not very good, and it's not safe at night. Let's finish eating early and come back early."

Zhou Ci stood up: "Okay!"

Song Yu took Zhou Ci to have dinner at the most famous restaurant in the third world. No matter how poor a country is, there is always a shortage of rich people. It’s just that the gap between the rich and the poor is too big. The poor can’t even afford to eat and can only steal and rob, while the rich are rich enough to rival a country and use lighters to light money for fun.

When we came out of the restaurant, it was not too late.

Perhaps because Zhou Ci was by her side, Song Yu wasn't so afraid of the night in the Third World. She suggested, "How about we take a walk before going back?"

"good!"

Strolling with Zhou Ci on the busiest street in the Third World, she pointed to a building in the distance and said to him, "Did you know there was a riot here a few years ago?"

Zhou Ci stopped and turned his head to look at Song Yu: "I know!"

Song Yu smiled to himself: "I almost forgot, although it was just a small riot, it was on the international news. However, it happens here every few years, so we are no longer surprised."

"Well, I don't deny it, but I remember what you said this time because you were here then."

"Thank you for your concern. It was a dangerous time. I had a dinner party that day and was late getting home. I was on that street when the riots broke out. Suddenly, a dozen men with guns, their faces covered, rushed into the hotel and opened fire on everyone standing in the lobby."

It had been so long since the incident, but when Song Yu recalled that thrilling experience, her voice still trembled and her body was shaking. A hand reached out and held her hand tightly. The palm was broad and warm, giving her a sense of security and calming her soul.

"If you're scared, don't say it!"

"It's okay. It happened so long ago. I'm not afraid anymore." Song Yu smiled at him. "The people standing in the hotel lobby were all local officials. I was there too. We were all waiting for the driver. Those people seemed to be attacking indiscriminately, but in fact they had a clear target."

"Logically, I'm from the Hua Dynasty. They're fighting a civil war, but they wouldn't dare or would shoot me. But that time was strange. They killed many local officials and even foreigners. The survivors were forced to flee in all directions by the gunfire. Five or six people came to arrest me..."

"My mind was completely blank. I just kept running. I didn't even realize my shoes had fallen off, and I didn't feel the pain when the glass pierced my foot. I don't know how long I ran, but luckily, a kind man opened the door and rescued me. He hid me in his home, and his daughter cleaned my wounds and cooked for me. I was so scared at the time that I didn't dare to leave. I stayed at his house for several days until the government quelled the riots, and then I left."

"Later, to thank him, I asked him to be my driver. His daughter likes cooking, so I sent her to study in France. After she graduated, I invested in her to open a shop. These are things that can be solved with money, but they are not enough to thank him and his family for saving my life."

When Song Yu was speaking, Zhou Ci did not interrupt her. He just listened quietly and walked slowly with her. He did not speak until Song Yu finished speaking. "From now on, I don't want you to take your life lightly. You must remember that you are the eldest daughter of the Song family. The eldest daughter of the Song family does not need to fight so hard."

"Actually, when I came here, I didn't think it would be so chaotic. I was too naive at the time." Song Yu had a smile on her face, a hint of remedy. She raised her eyebrows, a little proud: "I was lucky. I escaped unharmed. During the riot, more than fifty people died in the hotel alone."

After she finished speaking, she reminded him, "My parents don't know about this. They called me the next day, but I didn't tell them anything because I didn't want them to worry. I've only told you about this, so you have to keep it a secret."

"You are really brave. I didn't expect you to come here just to avoid me."

Zhou Ci suddenly brought up the incident, and Song Yu felt uncomfortable. He quickly changed the subject: "It's getting dark, shall we go back?"