My Dongguan Love Story

Lin Guilian's parents came to take care of her, so Shufen no longer needed to stay at the hospital to look after her. She quickly called General Manager Zhao. After learning about it, General Manager Zhao told her to go home and rest. Considering how hard she had worked taking care of her for so many days, he even gave her three days off.

Shufen was secretly delighted and quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

"You're welcome. Is Dazhuang with you?" Since Dazhuang had been mentioned in the conversation earlier, Mr. Zhao asked casually.

Shufen was in a good mood and immediately handed over her phone: "Dazhuang, President Zhao is looking for you."

I answered the phone and said, "Hello, Sister Zhao."

Mr. Zhao's soft voice came through: "Dazhuang, are you free right now? Come over here for a bit."

Upon hearing Sister Zhao's words, my first instinct was to decline, since I had already arranged with Lin Huimin to stay overnight. However, her enthusiastic tone made it difficult to refuse, and considering that Sister Zhao had specifically arranged for Shufen to take care of Lin Guilian for an extended period, and Guilian was about to be discharged, it was only right to visit and express my gratitude. After much deliberation, I agreed.

"I'll be right there when I have time."

"Okay, Dazhuang, I'll be waiting for you at home."

After hanging up the phone, I rode my motorcycle straight to Sister Zhao's villa. The night breeze felt exceptionally refreshing and comfortable on my skin.

As they approached the entrance to the villa area, the security guard immediately became alert and quickly stepped forward to ask, "Who goes there?"

This villa area is usually filled with luxury cars, and motorcycles are rarely seen. When a motorcycle is spotted coming late at night, the security guards immediately become extra vigilant.

Once he saw it was me, his tense expression immediately relaxed, and he greeted me with a smile, "Oh, it's Dazhuang! I almost didn't recognize you in the dim light. Come on in."

The security guard opened the gate immediately. I handed him a pack of cigarettes as a greeting and then rode my bike straight to Sister Zhao's villa. To my surprise, I saw Sister Zhao standing in the yard waiting for me from afar.

Seeing me come over, she immediately got up, opened the door, rushed over and hugged me tightly, looking up at me with a smile and calling out, "Dazhuang."

As soon as she finished speaking, she leaned in and kissed me, lingering for a long time before slowly letting go.

I took her hand and tried to lead her into the house, but Sister Zhao stopped me. I looked at her with a puzzled expression. She pulled me to the side of the yard, where I saw a car completely covered with a black cloth next to her Tiger Head Mercedes.

Sister Zhao pulled me over, and with a smile, she lifted the black cloth, instantly revealing a brand-new Mercedes-Benz.

She stood by the front of the car, looked at me gently, and said, "Dazhuang, I bought this car especially for you. You can drive it to work tomorrow."

Staring at the impressive new car in front of me, I was both surprised and delighted. I never expected that Sister Zhao would be so willing to give me such a nice car.

I knew in my heart that this car was definitely not cheap; it must have cost at least several hundred thousand. In this day and age, owning a Mercedes is something many people can only dream of.

Although I was overjoyed, the gift was far too valuable, so I quickly waved my hand and declined, saying, "Sister Zhao, this is too precious, I really can't accept it."

I was torn. On one hand, I was secretly delighted, knowing that she was sincere towards me and that her feelings were truly touching. On the other hand, I was also very clear-headed, knowing that I had too many relationships and emotions involved in my life and that I could not accept this generous gift with a clear conscience.

Sister Zhao seemed to have expected me to decline, and said with a smile, "There's no such thing as valuable or not valuable. This car is registered under the company's name and was originally intended as your official vehicle as the new factory manager. If you leave Dingsheng in the future, you can just return the car."

After hearing this, I felt much more at ease and stopped making excuses. After all, it's a company car allocated according to position, so I could accept it without hesitation.

Seeing that I had let my guard down, Sister Zhao smiled and asked, "You passed your driving test a long time ago, right?"

Hearing this, I shook my head somewhat embarrassedly: "I haven't had a chance to register at the driving school yet."

Sister Zhao was slightly taken aback, then said, "It's been so long, why haven't you gone yet? Then make time to register tomorrow, practice for a few days to get your driver's license, and it will be more convenient to drive when you go out to run errands in the future."

"Okay, Sister Zhao." I nodded and followed her into the house.

Zhang Xiaoqian is home tonight, and since Sister Zhao couldn't drink with me in the living room, she had quietly moved her drinking gear into her bedroom. As soon as I stepped into the room, my heart skipped a beat.

The floor and bed in the room were covered with delicate rose petals, and the flickering candlelight created a wonderful atmosphere. Two wine glasses were also set on the table.

Sister Zhao walked to the table, picked up her wine glass, and looked at me with a smile: "Dazhuang, let's drink until we drop tonight."

I smiled, raised my hand to pick up the glass, and took her arm in mine, sharing a toast with her.

After a few glasses of red wine, Sister Zhao gradually became tipsy, her cheeks flushed. She nestled softly against me, hugging me tightly, and leaned in for a passionate kiss, her warm hands gently caressing my back.

We both collapsed onto the bed, then casually tossed our clothes onto the floor, and the bed started shaking.

As the alcohol took effect that night, our passion intensified, and we made love seven or eight times. Finally, as dawn broke, we couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until after 3 p.m., when the glaring sunlight streamed into the room, that we slowly woke up.

Since Shufen wasn't home, I went downstairs and cooked a delicious bowl of beef fried rice myself. After finishing breakfast and lunch, Sister Zhao got into her Mercedes-Benz and headed off to work at Dingsheng Company.

It was only then that I suddenly remembered that I had to register at the driving school today, so I quickly went out, got on my motorcycle, and headed straight for the driving school.

After more than half an hour, I finally arrived at the entrance of Shunda Driving School. Looking around, I saw many training vehicles parked in the training area, and many students were practicing driving under the scorching sun.

I glanced at it twice, then went into the office next door.

A young woman was sitting at the front desk. Seeing me enter, she asked, "Are you here to register for driving lessons?"

I nodded in response and handed over the payment slip that Sister Zhao had prepared in advance.

She took the document with both hands, glanced at it, and then gave instructions: "You learn from Master Wu, use car number six, and you'll find it when you go out."

I readily agreed.

Sister Zhao had already paid all the fees, so I could start learning to drive right after registering. Stepping out of the office, the sun was blazing hot. I looked around for a while and finally spotted the training vehicle marked Shunda Driving School No. 6.

The car was still practicing back and forth in the training area, so I had to stand quietly and wait. After the car came to a stop and the engine was turned off, I walked to the window and gently knocked on the glass, saying, "Hello, Mr. Wu, I'm a student who just started learning to drive today."

Before the driver could speak, the bald, middle-aged man in the passenger seat, who looked to be in his fifties, said first, "Okay, get in."

I subconsciously glanced at her a few more times. Judging from her young appearance and the aura she exuded, she must be Master Wu.

I walked to the back of the car, opened the back door, and got in. There were two women sitting inside. One of them looked very familiar, but I couldn't quite place where I had seen her before. A strange feeling arose in my heart.