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Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Chapter 245

"I am the new coach here, Liang Bozhen."

"Then choose you." Chu Feng's decision was straightforward, which surprised others.

Yan Jiahe leaned over and whispered: "New here, what if I don't teach well?"

"Aren't you just teaching me how to drive? I think character is more important than skills." Chu Feng responded in a low voice.

The other coaches left angrily and left the registration room. Chu Feng saw Uncle Wen smoking in the corner at a glance.

Chu Feng pulled Yan Jiahe over and asked, "Have you really been driving for 30 years?"

Uncle Wen turned his face away, not looking good, and was still angry that Chu Feng didn't choose him.

"Do you want to change jobs?" Chu Feng asked.

"No need, it's good to be a coach." Uncle Wen was still angry.

Chu Feng asked Yan Jiahe: "What is the monthly salary of the driver you hired for me?"

"Ten... ten thousand?" Yan Jiahe tried to say a number.

"Twenty thousand, right?" Chu Feng winked at him.

"Twenty thousand is twenty thousand." Yan Jiahe bit the bullet and agreed.

"Uncle Wen, if you don't mind, why don't you come and be our driver?" Chu Feng tried to keep his posture as calm as possible.

"Who will be the driver?" Uncle Wen's expression didn't change, but he pricked up his ears.

"Give it to him? He is the big boss, proficient in all eighteen martial arts." Yan Jiahe looked at Chu Feng angrily.

"So much as [-]? I don't believe it!" Although Uncle Wen was tough, he was obviously shaken.

"If you figure it out, give him a call." Chu Feng patted Yan Jiahe, and Yan Jiahe hurriedly took out his business card and handed it to Uncle Wen.

Uncle Wen hesitated and took the business card.

Coming out of the driving school, Yan Jiahe scolded Chu Feng:

"Forget it if the coach doesn't choose a good one, the driver also found someone who is about to retire. Are you here to sign up or to do a good deed?"

"Go buy a car." Chu Feng did not answer.

"Now?" Yan Jiahe almost stopped the car.

"Well, it's time for someone to call you." Just as Chu Feng finished speaking, Yan Jiahe's phone rang.

Yan Jiahe quickly picked it up: "Hey, hey, it's me, have you figured it out? Okay, have you resigned?"

Yan Jiahe cast a look at Chu Feng asking for help. Chu Feng said, "Turn around and go back to pick up the driver."

After a while, the two returned to the driving school and received Uncle Wen who had resigned.

"Those people wanted to keep me, but I didn't give them a chance." Uncle Wen bluffed.

"Really? You are really good." Yan Jiahe said with sarcasm.

"Boss Chu? When will I start working?" Uncle Wen asked quickly.

Chu Feng smiled slightly and said, "Now."

The three of them took the 4S shop together, and under Uncle Wen's guidance, Yan Jiahe chose the car he wanted: a Cayenne.

Chu Feng felt a little ostentatious, after all, he was not a billionaire, but Yan Jiahe didn't think so.

"This car is of average grade, so it's better than an ordinary car. If you drive it out for errands, you'll find that it's easier for others to give you face."

What Yan Jiahe said is not unreasonable, there are too many people who watch people order food in this world, and all of them are snobbish.

Uncle Wen went out for a test drive himself, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face. He has been a driver for decades, and he has never driven a million-dollar car.

"Sure enough, you get what you pay for." Uncle Wen said with satisfaction.

Chu Feng looked indifferent: "It's fine if you think it's good."

After going out, Yan Jiahe separated from Chu Feng and drove away by himself.

Chu Feng asked Uncle Wen to take him home, but Yan Jiahe called in the middle of the journey:

"Chu Feng, hurry back to the nursing home, Mrs. Yuan may be dying."

How could it be so sudden?Chu Feng hurriedly asked Uncle Wen to turn around and go to the nursing home.

When they arrived, they found many luxury cars parked outside the courtyard, including Zhuo Zhentian's Bentley and Zhuo Le's Land Rover.

Yan Jiahe had been waiting at the door for a long time, seeing Chu Feng hurried up to meet him.

"It was said to be a sudden cerebral infarction, but it was already gone when it was discovered."

The two of them walked outside the ward and saw many people of high status surrounding it.

Zhuo Le walked over through the crowd and said to the two of them, "Are you here? They have already been carried away."

"I didn't expect it to be so sudden." Chu Feng looked solemn.

"Not suddenly, the old lady wrote the suicide note a few days ago."

Zhuo Le's words made Chu Feng and Yan Jiahe somewhat astonished. A few days ago?Could it be that Yuan Jiazhi predicted his own death?

At this time, there was a quarrel in the ward.

"You guys have to fight and fight! Don't argue here!"

"Little girl, be careful what you say, who doesn't know that you took all the old lady's money for yourself!"

"Here's the donation instructions, I've said it many times, I didn't take a dime."

Chu Feng frowned and asked Zhuo Le: "What happened inside?"

Zhuo Le shook his head helplessly and said: "It is said that a distant relative came and insisted that Coke take out the old lady's property and divide it equally."

"It's too much!" Yan Jiahe said angrily, as if he wanted to rush in to help.

"It's hard for an honest official to decide on housework, don't be impulsive." Zhuo Le held Yan Jiahe, but not Chu Feng.

Chu Feng walked in and pulled Jiang Yike out without saying a word. Jiang Yike was so out of breath from crying that he was almost at a loss for words.

After handing Jiang Yike to Zhuo Le and Yan Jiahe, Chu Feng turned back and picked up the suicide note to read in spite of everyone's eyes.

In it, as Jiang Yike said, the old lady donated all her inheritance, and even the copyright of the books she wrote during her lifetime was handed over to the state.

"It's clearly stated on it that all her property has been donated. If you continue to mess around, I can only call the police."

Chu Feng looked at those relatives without fear.

"Where did you come from, you little red guy, dare to talk to us like that?"

"Did that girl give you money, ah!"

Just as Chu Feng was about to speak, a voice came from behind him: "I'm a lawyer. I'll take a look at the suicide note and donation certificate."

Everyone's eyes fell on the man behind Chu Feng. He was not very old, but he had white hair on his temples and was combed meticulously. At first glance, he seemed to be a particular person.

He carefully checked the donation certificate and suicide note, confirmed that there was no cost behavior in them, and severely taught those relatives from a professional perspective.

"According to the law, your actions today have violated the law and should be detained!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several relatives across the street immediately fell silent, lowered their heads and left angrily.

Zhuo Zhentian walked out from the crowd and said to Chu Feng: "Chu Feng, thanks to you standing up, Keke was not bullied."

"Old Zhuo, who is this person of yours?" the lawyer asked curiously.

Zhuo Zhentian proudly replied: "This young man is the genius doctor who cured my cancer!"

Everyone was in an uproar for a while, since the news of Zhuo Zhentian's terminal cancer being cured came out, these rich and powerful people tried to contact the miracle doctor.

It's a pity that the genius doctor is very low-key, and even the all-pervasive paparazzi can't be seen, let alone them.

Unexpectedly, on the day of Mrs. Yuan's death, a genius doctor appeared!

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