Inhibitors do too!

The three of them have also been together for a while, and Meng Yu has been working very hard. Although some things are not perfect, they are not bad, and they are still acceptable.

Yang Da looked over worriedly, "What's wrong with you."

Meng Yu said nonsense expressionlessly, "I'm a little dizzy."

Yang Da opened the door and got out of the car, "Then don't drive, come down here and let me drive."

Meng Yu nodded, unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car. He felt relieved when his feet touched the ground. He had been thinking about his illness just now, and it took him a lot of effort to drive.

Sitting in the car again, he was still a little dazed, and when he turned his head, he saw Zheng Qihua sitting beside him and looking at him.

Meng Yu blinked, and he actually sat in the back seat in a daze.

This is equivalent to accounting for most of Zheng Qihua's country.

Zheng Qihua usually sat in the back in the car, and there was never anyone next to him. Meng Yu came over in a daze, and planned to open the door to get out of the car, and then threw himself in the passenger seat.

Zheng Qihua listened to the person talking, and watched him get off the car and sat next to him again. Just now, Meng Yu said that he felt a little uncomfortable, and Zheng Qihua remembered the time when he suddenly fainted.

He asked Meng Yu with a sideways face, "Do you need to stop for a rest? Find a service station."

Meng Yu stretched out his hand resting on the car door, and shook his head lightly.

Yang Da stared at the rearview mirror from the driver's seat. Meng Yu seemed to be fine and sat in the back seat.

He felt a little uncomfortable. Originally, it was Meng Yu's job to drive, but now it was his turn.

Sitting on the passenger seat, he could still squint for a while, but now he couldn't squint at all, and he didn't look like something was wrong with Meng Yu.

After the sun went down, it got dark very quickly. Yang Da turned on the headlights after driving for a while. He glanced at the fast track next to him, "Boss Zheng, do you want to get on the track?"

Zheng Qihua hummed, "Come on." He closed his eyes again after speaking, and Meng Yu's whole body tensed up beside him.

There are many fast tracks in this city. The ground inside is made of special materials. The friction force of the wheels on it is one-tenth of the friction force on the outside ground. It takes only 10 minutes to drive on the ground. 3 minutes.

But the track is the track, even his spacious car is completely black, it feels like a wormhole when you go in, and the car drives forward like driving into the abyss.

Not everyone can drive on this track, except for the rich. Yang Da showed his access card in front and drove in.

They were the only car in the entire track, Meng Yu couldn't hear the sound, and the car was very quiet, the whole space was very dark, only the front row lights were a little blurry.

Meng Yu's breathing became uncontrollably rapid, and his heart rate was soaring. He subconsciously bit his lips tightly with his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound, and the hair on his forehead was drenched with cold sweat after a while.

His youthful experience haunted him like a nightmare, he seemed to feel the beating every time his father got angry, a string in his head was tensed, and his eyes turned black one after another.

Meng Yu moved his hand and bit his finger. The pain made him wake up a lot.

He was lucky not to be able to drive, otherwise he must not be able to control the car now, and then crashed into the wall, and died inside with Zheng Qihua and Yang Da.

Meng Yu had already tasted the smell of blood, he let go of the victim, it was too quiet, the surroundings were too quiet, he needed a sound, now he didn't care whether Yang Da was driving in front or not.

"President Zheng..." Meng Yu's voice was full of hope, as if the person he called was a straw, a piece of driftwood he caught before dying.

Zheng Qihua felt the emotion contained in the voice, he opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the person next to him, the lights in the car were not turned on, so it was very dark, Zheng Qihua could not see the person next to him clearly, but he could feel the person huddled together, Something is wrong with breathing.

He leaned closer, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Meng Yu was inexplicably appeased, but he didn't answer Zheng Qihua.

Zheng Qihua waited for a while, felt that nothing was wrong, and was about to withdraw, but Meng Yu grabbed his sleeve.

The two fingers pinched tightly, very hard but very cautious.

Meng Yu hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to grab something, "Mr. Zheng..."

Zheng Qihua frowned, and turned on the dark light in the car. Meng Yu was startled, and then subconsciously let go.

His sanity gradually came back, and after the light came on, the pressure on his body and mind disappeared immediately. He hid the injured hand behind him. Fortunately, it wasn't the hand near Zheng Qihua, and he didn't notice it. .

Zheng Qihua had already straightened his body at this time, and when he saw Meng Yu, his tone was a little nervous, "What's wrong with you?"

Meng Yu's face was pale, sweat was profuse on his face, and he looked very tired.

Meng Yu opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse, "It's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday."

Yang Da was dying of curiosity, right? From the first time Meng Yu called Zheng Qihua, he couldn't help looking into the rearview mirror, but because it was too dark behind him, he couldn't see anything clearly.

It was only after turning on the light that he could see clearly. Only then did he realize that Meng Yu was really uncomfortable. He could tell from the rearview mirror that Meng Yu's complexion was not good.

Zheng Qihua lowered his head and rummaged through it. He took out a bottle of water from somewhere and handed it to Meng Yu, "Drink some water."

Meng Yu was flattered, "Ah, yes."

When his fingers were reaching for the bottle, he accidentally touched Mr. Zheng's fingers. He took the water bottle and held the water, feeling his entire palm burn.

The uninjured hand held the water bottle, and the one in his hand touched his neck, which was a subconscious movement.

The gland is not hot, and the bottle of inhibitor is still taking effect.

Zheng Qihua glanced at Meng Yu again. His skin was cold and his fingers were still trembling. He told Yang Da in front of him, "Book a room at the business hotel first."

"Okay." Yang Da called directly to do something, Meng Yu drank water, and there was a light on the car, and he recovered after a while.

Just a few minutes ago was like walking through the gate of hell. Thinking about the feeling of dying just now, I felt too horrible.

After exiting the fast track, the street lights on the street were turned on, and the surrounding sounds became chaotic. Meng Yu felt that he had recovered, and turned on the lights in the car again. It was not so scary anymore, and he probably wouldn't get sick again. "Brother Yang, I'm ready, let me drive?"

How could Zheng Qihua ask Meng Yu to drive? He was really worried about the way he was just now. He tidied up the sleeves that were wrinkled by Meng Yu, and said calmly, "We are almost there, there is no need to change people."

"If you are still not feeling well in a while, you can sleep in the hotel room first, and we will call you after our meeting."

Meng Yu's eyes widened, and he quickly said, "No, you don't need to be so troublesome." There was indeed a warm current in my heart.

Zheng Qihua stared at him for a few seconds, then lay down on the back seat and closed his eyes, noncommittal to Meng Yu's rejection just now.

After arriving at the business hotel, Zheng Qihua got the room card and handed it to Meng Yu, "Go and rest, Yang Da, come with me."

Meng Yu followed a few steps, "I..."

Zheng Qihua: "Anyway, you don't know anything."

Meng Yu was stunned, Zheng Qihua said the same thing, he really doesn't know anything, this time he was asked to come here to show him the world, and then he will be a driver.

It's just that it hurt Mr. Zheng, although he was just stating the facts and didn't look down on him at all, but it was very hurtful T﹏T.

Meng Yu didn't do a good job as a driver, so naturally he didn't want to really give up the opportunity to gain knowledge. He was a rookie, so if he didn't work hard, it would be of no use.

And he didn't feel much in his body anymore, "I want to go in and have a look."

Zheng Qihua looked at him, "Forget it, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it."

Meng Yu followed the people behind and thought, how can that be, if the president makes you feel uncomfortable, you can just say it, then you can't, they are discussing cooperation, if you suddenly say that I am uncomfortable, that is not disturbing others.

Those people are also uncomfortable.

Zheng Qihua doesn't like being late, and of course he doesn't like others being late. For those he wants to cooperate with, he always arrives 10 minutes earlier, which is regarded as respect.

He is young, and he holds the power of Zhuohua Company in his hands, so his status is very considerable. Arriving earlier than the agreed time will always make them feel that they have given them enough face.

When talking about interests, if you can retreat, you will take a step back.

Zheng Qihua sat in the private room, Meng Yu sat on the stool next to him, and Yang Da went to the bathroom.

Yang Da came out of the toilet and didn't rush back to the private room, but turned a corner and went to a relatively hidden place to answer a phone call.

"Shi Xi, Mr. Zheng and I have arrived."

"Well, I'm here too. I'm staying next door to the house you booked. Why don't you come over? Don't you put things?"

"At first I thought that Zheng always had to finish the meeting and take a break before opening the room, but I didn't expect it to be for Meng Yu."

Le Shixi frowned, "Meng Yu? Zheng Qihua's new assistant?"

"Well, he felt a little uncomfortable in the car just now, so Mr. Zheng opened a room for him, intending to let him go in and rest."

Le Shixi gritted her teeth, but said with a smile, "I'm not feeling well, why come here for a meeting, what kind of work, go home and rest." There was no gnashing of teeth in his tone, but his face was distorted on the phone.

Yang Da also smiled a few words in agreement, then he asked hesitantly

, "Shi Xi, are you still treating Mr. Zheng..."

"No brother Yang, don't get me wrong, I was young and ignorant at that time, but now I'm all for my dad's company.

Asking about the room you reserved is also for the sake of a happy cooperation this time. Isn’t it afraid that Meng Yu next to him will say something? If you speak ill of me, then my cooperation cannot continue. "

"And my father's health is getting worse and worse. My brother died again, and I am left alone. I am an omega. I don't know how I will be bullied. Will you help me? Yang bro~"

Yang Da took a tight breath, feeling the evil fire in his body, "Of course... Teacher, is his health getting worse?"

Le Shixi bent his lips, and fiddled with the white curtains casually with his fingers. His tone and expression didn't match, "Well, I've been vomiting blood lately. I'm going to go to the hospital to take care of him after we've finished talking about cooperation." After all, he doesn't die. , I can't inherit the family business.

Yang Da smiled, "Shi Xi, you are still so filial."

"Brother Yang, you too. You always know how to repay your kindness. My old man always wants me to find someone who can take care of me. Brother Yang, you will take care of me, right?"

Yang Da was very excited after hearing Le Shixi's words, his wrists trembled a little, "I will, I will!"