The President's Best Wife

Chapter 203 Mister has something to tell you

Wen Qiao glanced at the back of the driver's head and smiled dryly: "I know."

Uncle driver: "I know why you are so nervous? Didn't bring the fare? It's okay, I support WeChat Alipay transfer, you see, everything is complete."

The driver held the steering wheel with one hand and took out the payment codes of WeChat and Alipay with the other.

Wen Qiao: "... Uncle, pay attention to the front."

The driver uncle was full of confidence, "Hey, don't worry, I can drive this street with my eyes closed, and driving with one hand is trivial."

Wen Qiao was speechless. A cargo truck rushed over in front of him. The driver turned his head to talk to Wen Qiao. He didn't look ahead at all. He was beaming and talking about how good he used to drive.

Wen Qiao's face turned pale, and he roared, "Be careful—"

The uncle driver felt that she was making a fuss, and turned his head calmly for a moment, "Damn..."

He slammed the steering wheel with both hands, and even though he braked, he still directly hit the guardrail next to him. The hood of the car was bumped, and a puff of black smoke rose from the front of the car.

And Wen Qiao's head hit the seat in front, and she slammed into the car door sideways due to inertia. It was simply that she had grabbed the armrest of the rear seat just now, so she didn't suffer any major damage, but there was a bump on her forehead, which greatly affected the appearance .

The driver was not injured because he was wearing a seat belt, but he was very frightened. When he opened the door and got out of the car to check the car's condition, he still muttered: "Damn, I, this old driver, capsized in the gutter. But , the problem is not big, the problem is not big, isn't it just that the front of the car is damaged?"

When he saw the condition of the car, the uncle driver opened his mouth and was speechless.

Then, his eyes fell on Wen Qiao in the car.

Wen Qiao immediately sensed something was wrong, so she got out of the car with her forehead covered, and turned around a few times, "Hey, why can't I see the direction clearly, where are you, uncle?"

Wen Qiao groped in the opposite direction, with a horrified expression on his face: "Why do I feel dizzy and my eyes are blurred? Could it be a concussion? Uncle, where are you? Hurry up and take me to the hospital, I told you You, you have to pay for this, it was an accident caused by your car, don't try to run away."

The uncle driver saw that he hadn't blackmailed her, but was blackmailed by her instead, so it's impossible, he hasn't opened up yet today.

So, she quietly walked up to Wen Qiao, and seeing her expressive expression, she felt that it was probably true, so she hurried back to the car, started the car, and drove away in the smoking car.

Seeing the driver's smoking car merge into the traffic, Wen Qiao reached out and rubbed the bag on his forehead, screaming in pain.

No way, it's not close to the financial building, so she has to call a car.

Hope this driver is reliable.

This time the driver always looks like a relatively stable middle-aged man.Seeing Wen Qiao covering her forehead, she asked concerned, "Beauty, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Qiao: "Just now I met an unreliable driver and got into an accident. It belongs to your company."

driver:"……"

On the way, the driver didn't talk to Wen Qiao anymore, but just focused on driving.

Wen Qiao secretly felt that what she said just now was quite effective.

Because of the delay on the road, it was almost three o'clock when Wen Qiao arrived at the finance building.

Before he called Han Lin, he was already waiting downstairs.

Although Wen Qiao tried her best to hide the puff on her forehead with her hair, how could she hide it from Han Lin who got the news early in the morning?
"Mr. is dealing with things in the office. Miss Wen can go up with me and wait. Mr. should have something to tell you."

(End of this chapter)