The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 43

At [-]:[-], Yang Fan came out from the breakfast shop, took a napkin in his hand, wiped his mouth and threw it away.

He swung his neck left and right, only to hear two crisp clicks from his neck.

Yang Fan waved to a taxi not far away and stood on the roadside.

"Master, go to the business building next to the Agricultural Bank on Xifeng South Road."

The driver nodded and pressed the timer.

This is the first time for Yang Fan to take a taxi to work. He sits in the car and looks at the scenery outside the window. He has been working for a year, except for the bus or the subway. He has never sat down and looked at the scenery outside the window, giving himself a time to think about things , Fighting for a seat on the bus, being squeezed into a pie in the subway, until finally rushing into the company to clock in. It has been a year, and this is the first time he has calmed down to look at the scenery on the way to work.

The radio in the car was broadcasting music, and it happened to be playing the song Wangqingshui. Yang Fan suddenly leaned his head against the window, tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't know what happened to Xiaobao?He thought to himself, looking at the traffic flow outside the car window, and fell into the memory of a dream.

When the taxi arrived at its destination, the driver turned the timer and it showed 23 yuan and 8 cents.

"How much is the master?"

"Three dollars."

Yang Fan glanced at the timer and said, "Isn't this 23 yuan and 8 yuan? Why 24?"

The driver turned his head and glanced at Yang Fan who was sitting at the back, then pressed down the timer again, stepped on the clutch, shifted gears, lifted the clutch, and stepped on the accelerator. The car moved forward about 100 meters and stopped at the gate of the commercial building. Next to the steps, if Yang Fan in the back seat opens the door, he can directly step onto the steps with his first foot.

"My service is in place. The steps at the gate I sent you will save you a lot of road." The driver said, glanced at the timer, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and pulled out a cigarette. Lit: "Now the timer is 24 yuan and 1 cents, so let's forget about 1 cents, you can give 24."

Yang Fan, who was sitting in the back seat, was dumbfounded by what happened within 1 minute just now, you can't do it, you have to make me docile?
"The master looks like an old driver at first glance, I admire him."

Yang Fan smiled and took out 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

The driver touched his trouser pocket, then his jacket pocket, and handed the 100 yuan to Yang Fan.

"Young man, I didn't do a lot of work in the morning. I spent all the change for breakfast just now. I also have a hundred for this. I really don't have any change. Do you have any change?"

Yang Fan took the money and looked through his pocket again. There was only one hundred, and no change.

Yang Fan thought for a while: I get 2000 yuan to do a task, which is not bad. In the future, I will be a local tyrant with a daily income of 100 yuan, and I will give you all [-] yuan.

"Master, forget it if you can't find it."

The driver suddenly turned his head and smiled: "Young man, I have been driving a taxi for five or six years, and I have never met anyone who didn't pay me. You are so young, you can't do it."

Yang Fan was amused by him, and directly gave him 100 yuan, opened the car door and got out.

The driver paused for a second or two, quickly opened the car window and stuck his head out, and shouted at Yang Fan who had already left, "Hey, I didn't ask you for money."

Yang Fan didn't even turn his head, he waved his hands and shouted, "It's all for you."

The driver was dumbfounded in the cold wind, shook his head lightly and said to himself: "What a fool, is there such a person? If you can't find the money, you don't need to find it? Then who will give me a hundred next time?" I said I couldn't find it."

Yang Fan checked the time on his phone, it was 45:[-].

When I walked into the office floor of the advertising company, most of the colleagues were almost here. Seeing Yang Fan coming, it was the same as usual, and no one greeted him. Even if he asked for sick leave a few days ago, the colleagues all knew He didn't hear a word of greetings, but Lin Na saw him when she was catching water from a glass.

"Yang Fan, how is it? Are you in good health?" It seemed that Lin Na didn't care too much about Yang Fan.

Yang Fan replied casually: "It's okay, thank you, Sister Na, for your concern." After speaking, he smiled shyly.

Lin Na also gave him a smile, and entered the office holding a water glass.

Yang Fan looked at her graceful figure and delicate face, and his heart beat increased a few times.

Yang Fan sat at his desk and looked at Mr. Wei's office, as if he didn't see him.

"Is Mr. Wei here?" Yang Fan asked the fat sister next to him.

The fat sister's lipstick was as red as a red pepper today, and her face was so fat that her big mouth was squeezed into a small cherry mouth. She had straight bangs and called herself a cutie. Yang Fan usually disliked her because she was so ugly. She still pretends to be cute every day, which is disgusting.

"Here we are, holding a meeting for the executives."

Yang Fan nodded and didn't speak. He took out a piece of paper from the drawer, intending to write a resignation letter, but he didn't know how to write, so he was holding the pen in a daze.

"Yang Fan, come here."

Lin Na poked her head out of the office and shouted.

Yang Fan looked back, quickly put away the pen and paper, and ran over.

Lin Na handed Yang Fan a stack of materials at the desk in the office, and said: "This is a big client, and the time is a bit urgent. You should hurry up and finish this design. I will give you three days. I think you can finish it in two days. Go to Bar."

Lin Na spoke to Yang Fan in a tone befitting a superior. Yang Fan took the materials, agreed and went out.

Yang Fan, who sat back at the computer desk, looked at the large stack of materials, hesitating, should I do it or not?After Mr. Wei's meeting, should I resign directly with him?Hey, it takes so much effort to quit a job, it seems like the company will go bankrupt without me.

Yang Fan has always been an indecisive person since he was a child. He always thinks twice about what to do, and still hesitates after thinking twice. In the end, sometimes because of his hesitation, it may harm him, and sometimes it may help him.

At this time, the door of the conference room opened, and the supervisors who were in the meeting came out one after another. Each of them held a book clip and a pen in their hands, and they all walked away after a while. It was Mr. Wei who came out.

Yang Fan plucked up his courage, he put the materials aside, and planned to ask Mr. Wei to resign. He watched Mr. Wei walk into the office, he stood up, and planned to go to Mr. Wei's office.

"Yang Fan!"

It was Lin Na again, and today she sent him another stack of materials as if she couldn't do without Yang Fan.

"This material can help you with your design. Don't let the customer know that this is a big deal, the first big deal of the new year."

The words "big deal" made Yang Fan hesitate again. If he resigned, would Lin Na be disappointed and have a bad impression on me instead?After all, I still want to be in touch with her in the future. Although I want to resign, if I really become rich and handsome in the future, I will definitely pursue Lin Na, but... if I don't resign...

Yang Fan thought again and again and sat back at his desk.

(End of this chapter)