As an exceptional chauffeur, Zhang Yang did not let his happiness show when he found out that he could get off early today. Naturally, he didnât decline it either. He merely smiled casually and said, âSure, Miss Yan. May I ask whether Manager Yang has car seats in his car? I can remove the ones from ours.â
With Zhang Yang being so careful and thorough, Yan Shuyu and Yang Zifeng were a little speechless. Yang Zifeng was single with no kids. Even though heâd drive his little niece around for his sister from time to time, he never had the need to have a car seat in his car.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Looking at each other for a few seconds, Yang Zifeng said decisively, âNah, thatâs too much trouble. Yanyan, why donât you take Brother Zhangâs car. Just follow my car.â
Zhang Yang didnât look particularly disappointed about not being able to get off early. He attentively opened the backseat door for the two little young masters.
Zhang Yuanjia and Zhou Yi didnât care much when the adults were discussing whose car to take and only started moving after the adults had reached a decision. Perhaps somewhat influenced by his little buddy, the little male lead has been livelier than he used to be. He used to wait for someone else to pick him up and put him inside of the car, now he was trying to climb inside of the car like Zhang Yuanjia.
The two cars headed toward the mall next door. Manager Yang, who was always on top of whatâs the trendiest, took them to a newly opened hotpot restaurant. A chain that has restaurants all over the country. The bone broth, which was cooked to a milky white color, started to boil in front of them. The server came over and sprinkled green onions on top of the soup. They then brought over straws attentively and showed them how to eat the marrow out of the bones.
This hotpot restaurant was slightly more expensive than the other ones. In her previous life, when Yan Shuyu wasnât as poor, she had it a few times and liked it quite a bit. It was definitely novel to the two kids and both of them relished the bones that were the size of half their faces while holding them up with both hands.
While the two of them were slurping the bone marrow at a moderate pace, Yan Shuyu and Yang Zifeng started cooking other ingredients. Yan Shuyu was much more relaxed today with someone helping her out today. She even had time to chitchat with Manager Yang in between.
Yang Zifeng, on the other hand, felt quite uncomfortable. He asked Yan Shuyu softly, âThat Brother Zhang⦠Shouldnât we invite him to eat with us?â
Yang Zifeng was sort of a Second Generation Rich himself and has a few maids at home. His parents company has a few chauffeurs as well, but Yang Zifeng never thought that was a big deal. Their maids always ate with them. He felt bad when he invited Boss Zhouâs chauffeur to dine with them and was denied adamantly. He was also surprised by that. Perhaps, the kind of prestigious families that Boss Zhou came from had a set of different rules than normal folks.
Yan Shuyu, on the other hand, felt quite relaxed. She had been through this a few times by now. When they video chatted with the boss a couple of days ago, she mentioned that it felt inhumane to have Zhang Yang wait for them, hungry, in the car when they were having hotpot inside. The boss had smiled and reassured her that Zhang Yang wouldnât really stay in the car the entire time. Heâd go get his own food, expense it, and would also receive overtime pay.
And then Yan Shuyu didnât feel bad for him anymore. In fact, she thought it was sweet that Zhang Yang could go look for good food himself, expense the entire amount, and have additional subsidy on the side. What a deal!
When she repeated that to Manager Yang, even Manager Yang became envious of him. âHe must make pretty good money to be Boss Zhouâs chauffeur. Heâs wearing an Armani suit.â