Chapter 138 Taking the initiative to express
It seems that I may have missed something important.
The corners of his mouth that had been raised slowly lowered, his eyes darkened, and his tone became a little colder: "Tell me, what happened?"
The young nurse stood there, head down, looking a little hesitant. She moved her lips before mustering the courage to whisper the truth:
“Just now…Miss Shen completed the discharge procedures in advance and has left.”
After she finished speaking, she quickly lowered her head, as if she was afraid of being scolded, and didn't dare to say another word.
She was really afraid of the person standing in front of her.
The suffocating aura was so strong that it seemed like it would cause anyone to suffer the consequences.
He seemed to be particularly concerned about Miss Shen, and even the nurse who had just arrived noticed this.
However, Miss Shen has always been lukewarm towards Zhu Zeyu, and sometimes even a little distant.
As expected, Zhu Zeyu, who originally had a faint smile on his face, suddenly became gloomy, like the sky before a storm, depressing and dangerous.
The bouquet in his hand was originally intended for Miss Shen, but at this moment he threw it directly into the trash can without hesitation.
The new nurse was tidying up things in the corner of the ward when she suddenly heard a loud bang and was startled!
She turned her head and took a closer look. It turned out that Zhu Zeyu had kicked the trash can containing flowers to the ground. The petals were scattered all over the ground, and the trash can slid a long distance on the ground before stopping.
The new caregiver suddenly became even more nervous, and unconsciously clutched the corners of his clothes with both hands, not knowing whether the next step would affect him.
Zhu Zeyu folded his arms across his chest and sneered, his voice cold and sarcastic, "So what if I leave? How big of a deal can it be?"
Then, he gave the order in a calm tone, "Uncle Duan, pay her the money she deserves."
The caregiver thought he would not get the compensation because the task was not completed. He felt that his future was bleak and his heart was full of anxiety.
But I didn’t expect that I would actually get the money in the end, and I got so much at once!
She carefully took the thick stack of cash and her heart was immediately filled with joy.
Although the boss in front of him has a terrifying aura that makes people instinctively want to avoid him, he is indeed a man of his word and trustworthy.
As she counted the money with lingering fear, she couldn't help but feel that he was actually a good employer!
Duan Yueshan shook his head slightly, sighed softly, and handed over the prepared envelope in his hand. "Take it, this is what you deserve."
The new nurse felt relieved after receiving the money. He quickly nodded and thanked the nurse, then left the ward almost as if he was running for his life.
Duan Yueshan stood there, frowning, bowing, and said earnestly: "Third Master, at a time like this, you should withdraw in time and not get too deeply involved."
After hearing this, Zhu Zeyu couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
He felt like he had heard a huge joke.
The corner of his mouth curled up and he sneered, "Uncle Duan, listen to what you are saying again."
His voice was full of disdain and sarcasm.
"It's just a joke, why do you think I would take it seriously?"
There was no hesitation in his tone, and it could even be said that he ruthlessly denied this possibility.
To him, it was just a game.
Duan Yueshan looked at the young man in front of him with a serious expression. Although he knew that such advice might make him unhappy, he still did not stop talking.
He sighed and continued to persuade patiently: "If you really want to get along well with Miss Shen, you should take the initiative to express your attitude."
"The best way is to make her feel comfortable and happy..."
He paused, as if hoping these words would touch something.
"That's enough."
Before he could finish, Zhu Zeyu's face turned cold and he interrupted him without hesitation.
"Stop talking, Uncle Duan."
His tone was low and cold, "You've crossed the line a bit."
He never needs anyone to teach him how to behave or deal with things.
not to mention--
The relationship between him and Shen Yan was a private matter that did not require anyone else to interfere.
What's more, in his opinion, what is the purpose of so-called "communication"?
He wasn't looking for a partner, nor was he looking for a fiancée, nor was he even looking for a romantic relationship.
only……
Her face is really special, the kind that makes your heart beat faster at first sight.
Just the way he liked it, that's all.
All his thoughts about her were driven by greed for her beauty and instinctive desires.
Is there any so-called "getting along" process between them?
Seeing the increasingly cold eyes of his master, Duan Yueshan realized that this conversation was irreversible.
He nodded slightly, and said in a calm but restrained voice, "I understand."
Then he bowed his head and saluted respectfully to show that he had accepted the order and would not say anything more.
Zhu Zeyu sat in the back seat of the car and broke the silence with a calm voice: "Take me to Nanshan Club."
Duan Yueshan's expression was calm, and he replied without any emotion: "Okay."
Because he had already known that his master and Jiang Kongfan and others had agreed to get together at the Nanshan Club some time ago.
Anyway, the logic is simple - since she can't do it, other women can do it for him.
There's no need to waste your energy on one woman.
Men are everywhere, and you can meet all kinds of people. There is no need to get yourself into trouble because of a certain woman.
As for Shen Yan, she had no idea what happened in the hospital afterwards.
At this moment, she was accompanying Song Weiwei in a hurry to the stall they had set up, and had no idea that a series of disturbances had occurred outside.
At this time, Song Weiwei and Xu Wenbo had actually pulled the goods back earlier.
As soon as the two men stopped the car, they immediately started unloading and moving the goods, and their efficiency was very high.
While busy with the work at hand, Song Weiwei had already started sorting the goods that had just been delivered.
She carefully packed up some of the items that couldn't be sold at the moment and placed them neatly in the back corner of the room to leave more space for the goods that were being put on the shelves.
As for Xu Wenbo, he was a security guard specially hired by Song Zhibang.
He is tall and strong, and his main task is to ensure everyone's personal safety or do some work that requires physical strength.
For example, he is very skilled at loading and unloading goods and moving things.
But he had clearly drawn a line in his mind: if he were asked to set up a stall and sell goods, and greet customers with a smile - that would be absolutely impossible.
He had absolutely no interest in, and no patience for, such things, so he flatly and decisively rejected the proposal.
Today they did not continue to formulate environmentally friendly cleaning agents as before.
After some consideration, they decided to change their thinking and began to try selling a product with a high market demand - jeans.
Looking at the goods that filled the entire room, the large quantity almost occupied every corner of this small room of more than ten square meters, Song Weiwei's face was filled with unconcealable excitement, but also with a hint of anxiety and worry.
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