My Little Mom is the Richest

"I know, I will arrange for someone to go there and let the people on your side let them in." After hanging up the phone, Wang Fuqu lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. It took a long time to spit it out, the car was filled with smoke, and I couldn't see the expression on Wang Fuqu's face.

The truck stopped behind Wang Fuqu, and the driver got out of the car and knocked on Wang Fuqu's window. The windows of the car fell slowly, and the cold wind carried away the smoke inside. Wang Fu tightened his neckline and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Boss, the man behind hasn't eaten for a day, do you want to go and wake her up and give her something to eat?" Three cars in the distance circled Wang Fuqu. They are bodyguards around Wang Fuqu, and they are now used to warn the surrounding situation.

Wang Fuqu thought for a while, a car passed by them and stopped in front of the truck driver, and said to Wang Fuqu, "Boss, there are policemen behind." Only Wang Fuqu nodded, then the car turned around and drove back.

"You give her a bottle of glucose first, she still has more eyes on the road. You can wake her up when you get somewhere."

The truck driver nodded, then took out a bottle of glucose from under the seat and opened the back door of the truck. The somewhat sturdy driver reluctantly squeezed in, Mu Xue's face was frosty, and the seafood was filled with ice.

So the temperature inside the compartment will be much lower than outside. If it only stays for a while, it will naturally be fine, but Mu Xue has been lying in it for nearly a day, and it is inevitable that her body temperature is a little low, and her hands and feet are cold.

The truck driver didn't mean to care, and the sleeping pills given to Mu Xue should be over. He took out two sleeping pills from his pocket and put them into Mu Xue's mouth, and gently pushed the sleeping pills back into Mu Xue's throat.

After hanging the bottle of glucose on the car, the infusion needle was inserted into Mu Xue's vein, and the driver left the car and covered Mu Xue with a small blanket for his rest before leaving.

He didn't do this kind of thing for Wang Fuqu once or twice. Every time Wang Fuqu needed him to transport someone to a certain place, he would ask him to help. It was just a handful of people who needed him to lead the team personally.

Most of them are led by the people under his hands. He doesn't know where these people will be transported to which place will explain the results, but what does this have to do with him.

There are so many people dying every day in the world, these people are just a little bit out of luck. Truck drivers often comfort themselves in this way, but no matter what they think, they often suffer internally.

He kept saying that even if he didn't do it, someone would do it. He had no children, no wife, and no parents. Even if it was condemned by the gods, it was only for himself to suffer, and it was more suitable than them.

But the human nature in the deepest part of my heart is often torturing myself, can this really make my life safe? The price Wang Fuqu gave was money he might not make in a lifetime by sending seafood, and he could make himself happy for a while with every shipment.

The remuneration this time is even more terrifying, even if he risks being caught and grasped, he is willing to do it. After all, his generation may be the same. Apart from money, there is nothing to make him more heart-warming. There may be women.

After the truck driver got out of the carriage, he closed the back door, and when he turned his head, he saw Wang Fuqu standing behind him. The startled driver said nervously, "Boss, what's the matter?"

Wang Fu said, "It's okay, I'll go up and see how that girl is."