Only Han Yunqi, oblivious to what was happening, sat in the passenger seat, his eyes fixed on the road outside, as if afraid a large truck might suddenly appear out of nowhere.
Han Yunqi was only able to relax temporarily after arriving safely at the steel market.
Han's father and Zhang Yongfeng walked into a shop that looked like a familiar place. It was more like a factory than a shop, with a large yard in front piled with all kinds of steel. Han Yunqi and Tang Xiaoxiao were novices and had no idea where the various steel plates and bars were used.
Han's father and Uncle Wu went to the side, while Tang Xiaoxiao and Han Yunqi looked around listlessly, pretending to observe carefully.
"Honey, in your dream...did you dream about when Dad's accident happened?"
Han Yunqi asked cautiously.
"Around five o'clock, I guess," Tang Xiaoxiao replied vaguely. In her previous life, Han Yunqi received Zhang Yongfeng's call at 5:18.
At that time, Han's father had already had an accident. Zhang Yongfeng notified Han's mother first, and then called Han Yunqi.
Because of the delay, Tang Xiaoxiao couldn't be sure when the car accident happened. However, it happened on the road outside the market. She figured that as long as she kept Han's father from leaving the Wu family before 5:30, everything should be fine.
When I shared this idea with Han Yunqi, he also thought it was a good idea.
Han's father didn't linger for long and soon came out chatting and laughing with Zhang Yongfeng and Uncle Wu.
It was not yet five o'clock.
Han Yunqi put on his best acting skills, grabbing his father and refusing to let him leave, asking about the uses and differences between various types of steel.
It seems they really want to enter the steel industry.
Uncle Wu looked at him with a strange expression.
"Uncle Wu, don't worry, even if I really do deal in steel, I won't do it in D City. I won't compete with you for business!" Han Yunqi noticed his gaze and quickly explained.
Uncle Wu laughed heartily: "You little rascal, are you trying to embarrass your uncle? I've tried to persuade Old Han to work with me more than once, but he just won't agree. If you're into this line of work, then come and work with your uncle. But now that your business is so big, do you really care about such a small piece of meat?"
"Who doesn't know that you, Uncle Wu, earn several million a year? This is nothing! You're too modest," Han Yunqi flattered.
"You little rascal, you're getting more and more cunning, not like your dad at all. Do you think I didn't know that your company's monthly income is equivalent to mine in a year?" Uncle Wu said with a laugh, then turned to Han's father and said, "Your son is doing quite well now, no wonder you don't want to mess around with me."
Mr. Han smiled broadly, speaking modestly, but inwardly he was very proud.
The group chatted and laughed, and time passed quickly. A dozen minutes later, a loud crash suddenly came from the market. They were standing in the open courtyard and could hear it clearly.
Han Yunqi immediately gripped Tang Xiaoxiao's hand tightly.
A commotion followed immediately from the direction of the sound, and out of curiosity, the group walked in that direction.
After crossing two roads, in front of a steel shop with a similar layout to the Wu family's, a large semi-trailer truck fully loaded with goods was parked, its cab already planted in a shed.
The scene was a complete mess.
Fortunately, the shed was used to store goods and no one was inside.
The crowd that rushed over after hearing the noise pointed and whispered among themselves. Some people had already picked up their phones to call the police. With such a heavy trailer truck crashing into it, no one knew if anyone was injured or how the driver was.
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