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Just talking, Rong Jingui seemed to be confused.

"Wait, what should I call my brother's brother? What should he call me?"

If he hadn't been driving, and he had been driving so fast because of this little ancestor's request, the driver might have come into close contact with the butt of the car in front of him.

"Master, when we get here, can't you talk to your brothers and brothers' brothers about this matter face to face? Then you can call them whatever you want to call them?"

In order to prevent this little ancestor from pestering him anymore, the driver, who had not lived enough, quickly attracted Rong Jingui's attention to Ma Bozhuo.

Anyway, Ma Bozhuo is still his brother. As long as Rong Jingui can stop harassing him while driving, everything will be easy.

When Rong Jingui heard this, he thought it made sense: "Yes, it won't be all my decision then!"

While saying this, Rong Jingui hit his hand hard, which still hurt.

Rong Jingui gasped in pain, and then looked at the driver with a bit of anger and grievance.

"Then why don't you drive faster? If you drive at such a grinding speed, my brother's brother might be discharged from the hospital! Hurry up!"

The driver was urged along the way, and he almost became impatient. He kicked the accelerator and sent the two of them from the bustling city center to the edge of the city.

"Here we are, young master. Is this here? The Ma family's old residence?"

"Okay, just stop here."

The little ancestor nodded respectfully and motioned for the driver to stop. Without her, the driver would not dare to stop casually at the edge of the city.

He just followed the little ancestor and was responsible for his safety, and being a driver was just one of his jobs.

The fundamental reason why he was able to come to Rong Jingui's side was because Rong Caishen wanted to find a reliable bodyguard for his only son.

Even after waiting around, no one came out to pick him up. Even if the little ancestor really regarded Ma Bozhuo as a good brother, he shouldn't be so cold-shouldered.

Until the driver became impatient with waiting. A flash of inspiration in his mind made his face stiffen, and his spine seemed to be rusty. He moved bit by bit in the direction of Rong Jingui, and he seemed to be still in a daze. There was a clicking sound.

"Master, I remember you said before that your brother's brother was in the hospital?"

As he spoke, the driver looked at Rong Jingui, and then moved his eyes to the Ma family's old house that stood aside and had gone through many hardships. The meaning was self-evident.

"Ah, yes, what's going on? Let me think about it..."

Rong Jingui groped his chin, his whole body exuding confusion. The driver looked at him with such a clear and stupid look that he couldn't bear to question him any more.

"Bo Zhuo, you can't be still in the hospital, are you? Have you gone home?"

"Little ancestor, don't tell me that you went directly to the Ma family's old house!"

When Ma Bozhuo answered the phone, the two of them asked the questions they wanted to know more about at the same time, but what they got was a deathly silence.

The awkward atmosphere exploded in an instant, and Ma Bozhuo almost had to crawl over according to the mobile phone signal to let Ma Bozhuo experience what social death is.

"You might as well send me the location, otherwise I think we might be on top of the tarp before tonight."

Rong Jinguihan glared at the driver in front of him angrily, then held his cell phone and lowered his head dejectedly, looking very depressed.

"Okay, come on, I'll give it to you."

"Okay, just wait for me with peace of mind."

This time, Rong Jingui took the lead and hung up the phone, leaving Ma Bozhuo to call the bodyguard captain in front of him rather amusingly.

"Call the people back. The mission has changed temporarily."

Cutting it short like this would not make those muscular men come back obediently, so the bodyguard captain directly moved out the Ma Bozhuo flag.