老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 2

"What will you do if I don't get in the car?"

The bodyguard was silent before saying, "The boss has accepted an invitation to lunch tomorrow to understand Chairman Xie's position. He has promised to take you to attend. Please consider it clearly."

It seemed that Qiu Xing was sitting in the car.

Xie Yang picked up the barbecue and stood up, shoving the beer into the bodyguard's hand and patting him on the shoulder. "I'll give you a reward." Then he opened the car door and got in.

"Throw it out."

Xie Yang turned his head to look at the man sitting beside him.

"The thing in your hand, throw it away."

As the biggest villain in the novel, Chairman Qiu Xing looked very good and he has a great atmosphere that was particularly scary when he stared at people with cold eyes. The outer corner of his eye was slightly raised, the corner of his mouth was curved down and the outline of his face was dark. His dark lips and pale face matched the heavy and gloomy look on his face. His black shirt and pants made him look like an evil spirit who had crawled out of hell to stop children crying.

Xie Yang wasn't a child.

He stared into Qiu Xing's eyes and pushed open the door to get out of the car. He went away to the front passenger's seat and pulled out the bodyguard who had just sat down, stuffing the barbecue into his hand. "This is also a reward for you. Eat it well and don't waste it." After speaking, he sat in the passenger's seat, slammed the door shut and closed his eyes.

The atmosphere inside the car became darker. The driver didn't understand how the timid Xie Yang from last time suddenly became so angry. He didn't dare look back at Qiu Xing's expression in the back seat and tried to tell Xie Yang, "Mr Xie, it is better for you to go to the back. The passenger's seat is the most dangerous position..."

Xie Yang put down the seat a bit and lay down with his arms over his chest.

The driver, "..."

Qiu Xing ordered, "Drive."

The driver hesitated. "What about Wu Shui..."

"Drive."

The driver shut up and started the car.

"Lower the air conditioning."

The driver did as he was ordered.

"A little lower."

The driver hesitated for a moment before lowering it again.

Qiu Xing was impatient. "Turn it to the lowest setting."

The driver was frightened. "Boss, the lowest one is 10 degrees Celsius."

"Do it."

The driver wanted to cry. He looked at Xie Yang who still had closed eyes and wanted to bite his handkerchief. The boss had obviously gone crazy again. He was clearly fine before...