Chapter 813 Darling, Come and Hold My Hand 11
The people around were terrifyingly indifferent, as if they hadn't noticed anything amiss, not even giving it a glance.
Just then, Ye Huai chuckled and teased, "It's alright to have your seat taken; you can consider it as giving up your seat and doing a good deed."
"But if someone knocks you to the ground and doesn't even apologize, and instead gets smug about getting the seat, shouldn't you give them a good beating?"
The person standing hesitated, "I... but I can't cause trouble."
Ye Huai continued with a chuckle, "It didn't say we couldn't fight."
The man immediately understood and punched the sitting person directly in the face.
How could the person sitting here just let it go like that?
Stand up and fight back
Before long, the two started fighting.
The vehicle was small, but that didn't stop them from doing their job.
The two men fought from the back of the car to the front, and then from the front to the back.
Song Jinhuan was stunned by this shocking turn of events. "Is it that easy to be provoked?"
Ye Huai wasn't surprised. "People get restless once they get in the car, otherwise, how would the people in this car be punished?"
As they were talking, a passenger protested, "Driver, aren't you going to stop these two people who are fighting? They're disturbing us."
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and said, "It was just a fight."
His nonchalant attitude suddenly changed when the two bumped into his elbow and he turned the steering wheel a few more times.
A bell rang, alerting the two individuals that they had violated the rules.
"You're not allowed to fight! You're threatening traffic safety, don't you know that?!"
"If I hadn't been so experienced, the bus would have crashed into the flowerbed!"
The driver's irritable voice rang out simultaneously, accompanied by the blaring of the horn.
Song Jinhuan instinctively snuggled into Ye Huai's arms.
The man covered her ears, curled up a finger, leaned down, and whispered...
"Don't be afraid. Although it's a bit noisy, the sound of the horn has clearly made everyone more agitated."
This means better motivation.
He paused, then added, "By the way, it's best not to call the driver 'Master'."
Song Jinhuan was utterly confused: "Why?"
"The driver has the most power on the bus. He controls the front of the bus, and the lives of the passengers are in his hands."
If he has a moment of despair and crashes his car into a building, everyone will die.
By acknowledging that he is the driver, you are giving him the right to control the steering wheel.
Song Jinhuan secretly rejoiced that with Ye Huai around, she didn't even have the chance to call him "master" once.
Isn't this a hidden trap?
Once you get in the car, you'll subconsciously treat the driver as the chauffeur, and the moment he's called "master," the passenger-driver relationship takes effect.
It is a very cunning way to gain recognition.
Song Jinhuan suddenly had a whimsical idea: "Then, does that mean that as long as you sit in that position and are treated as a driver, you will become an order-keeper?"
Ye Huai patted her head. "The Orderers are people who originally existed in the slaughterhouse, so even if we sat in that position, we wouldn't become Orderers."
"The authority of an order-keeper is built on the rule of law by citizens who abide by the rules. If a set of rules cannot bring him authority, he will naturally change to another set."
Song Jinhuan suddenly realized.
The second stop arrived, and seven or eight people boarded, dressed in strange clothes and looking quite intimidating.
Ye Huai squeezed her hand, suppressing the urge to lick and bite it: "Baby, we're going to be punished next."
Song Jinhuan's heart tightened. "Then we have to find a way to throw all the passengers into chaos."
Ye Huai smiled slightly, "What I mean is, please hurry up and start dating me."
"Do something that couples do."
"For example, hug me."
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