An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 135 Middleman? —You bastard!

The morning was quite fruitful; the driver's bucket was filled with fish of various sizes and colors. Apart from one large gray fish, all the others were caught by Wen Cenqing alone.

After putting everything in the trunk, the group got into the car one after another.

The driver in the cab turned to Wen Cenqing and asked respectfully, "Sir, where are we going now?"

Wen Cenqing glanced at Meng Youyou, waiting for her opinion.

Meng Youyou naturally met the other party's questioning gaze, pursed her lips as if thinking seriously, and after a long pause, she replied: "I once ate at a state-run restaurant on Xinchang Road. The food was excellent, and customers could bring their own ingredients and they would process them for them. You only needed to pay a processing fee."

The fish we caught today will be freshest if we eat them at noon. We can go there and have them cook them for us. It's almost lunchtime now, how about we eat there?

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Youyou quickly added, "I'll treat you to dinner, as a way of repaying you for the fishing rod you gave me."

Wen Cenqing smiled upon hearing this, turned to look at the front row, and skillfully gave the driver a look, indicating that they should do as she said.

The sun was high in the sky as the white sedan began its return journey. Its round tires rolled over the mountain path strewn with gravel and weeds, then over the relatively smooth dirt road, and finally onto the wide and neat asphalt road.

The car drove smoothly to the entrance of Xinchang District. The driver slowly slowed down, looked at the girl on the right rear through the rearview mirror, his eyes seeking her advice, and his tone respectful and polite: "Ms. Meng, we're almost at Xinchang Road... Um, do you have a more specific address for the restaurant you mentioned?"

"Huh?" Meng Youyou looked confused, craning her neck to look out the car window at the unfamiliar streets, but she became even more confused and could only say embarrassedly, "I don't remember very well."

Meng Youyou turned to look at Wen Cenqing, her eyes pleading and containing a hint of apology.

Wen Cenqing understood, and smiled gently as always, like a spring breeze. She then whispered to the driver, "Ahui, go down and ask. Xinchang District has only been developed in the last two years, so there shouldn't be many state-owned restaurants. You'll probably be able to find one."

After receiving the instructions, the driver immediately got out of the car.

A few minutes later, Ahui's trip was worthwhile. As soon as he got in the car, he reported the results of asking for directions: "Sir, they said there is a state-run restaurant in the middle section of Xinchang Second Road."

Wen Cenqing nodded to indicate that he could drive.

The white sedan resumed its journey, but its good fortune was short-lived; after passing through a construction zone, the car stopped again not long afterward.

Ah Hui frowned slightly and turned to report, "Sir, there seems to be a problem with the car. I'll go down and take a look."

After getting out of the car, Ahui ran straight to the right front tire and squatted down to check it. His brows, which were already slightly furrowed, were now tightly knitted into a deep frown.

Wen Cenqing and Meng Youyou also got out of the car and went over to check the situation.

A rusty nail was embedded in the black tire where their eyes were fixed, and the tire was slightly deflated as a result. Perhaps because it was discovered early, the deformation was not too obvious.

Ahui noticed the boss approaching out of the corner of his eye and quickly stood up to explain, "There are buildings being demolished nearby. The car may have accidentally run over some discarded nails when it passed through that area."

For a time, the foraging progress came to a standstill. In this era, the convenience of communication and car repair services was far less than in later times, and it was often difficult to find a solution in a short period of time after a private car broke down on the road.

Just as the group was at their wits' end, a large, dark blue sand truck drove up and slowly stopped in front of the white sedan.

A dark-skinned, bald-headed driver leaned out of the driver's side window and said in a deep voice, "Whose car is this? Please move aside, it's blocking the way, I need to pass."

While waiting, the tire with the nail in it became increasingly flat, and the current situation was not suitable for moving the car.

Ahui was already a bit irritable, and now that he was being urged, his tone inevitably carried a hint of impatience: "Our car is parked on the side of the road, which is perfectly reasonable. There are so many discarded furniture piled up on the side of the road to your right, all of which are spilling onto the road. That's the culprit that's preventing you from passing. Why are you asking me to move your car?"

This statement, though impulsive, has some merit.

The driver wasn't annoyed by the rebuke and tried to reason with the man: "Young man, I just finished delivering goods and I'm in a hurry to get home for dinner. I didn't see the person who was piling up the old furniture. You're right here, could you get in the car and move it? It'll be convenient for everyone." Ahui wanted to say something more, but Wen Cenqing waved him off. The man stepped forward and apologized gently: "I'm sorry, uncle, our car has a flat tire, so it's not convenient to move it right now."

Upon hearing this, the driver scratched his head and said with a troubled expression, "That's really not a good situation."

After saying that, he rubbed his smooth head twice and suggested, "How about this, I know where the nearest car repair shop is in Xinchang District. I'll take you there. Anyway, I can't drive over here because your car is stuck here, and I can't get home."

Ahui looked at Wen Cenqing, waiting for his decision.

Just then, Meng Youyou's stomach betrayed her by making a rumbling sound, attracting the attention of the two of them.

Meng Youyou looked embarrassed and awkwardly covered her stomach, quietly taking two steps back.

"Are you hungry?" Wen Cenqing asked with a smile.

Meng Youyou nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

After this incident, and some further discussion and negotiation with the driver, the final decision was that the driver would take Ah Hui to a repair shop to arrange for a tow truck, and the driver would be paid a reasonable fee. Meanwhile, Wen and Meng would walk to a state-run restaurant not far from there for a meal.

Ahui got into the passenger seat of the driver's truck, and the dark blue truck reversed, turned around, and sped away.

Inside a pure black SUV parked a hundred meters away, Lu Feng put down his binoculars, picked up the walkie-talkie on the center console, and pressed the call button with his thumb: "The target is expected to arrive at the auto repair shop in fifteen minutes. Everyone, get ready."

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"I already said it was my treat, so why did you secretly pay the bill?"

Wen Cenqing smiled and said softly, "It's not reasonable for a lady to pay for a meal on the first occasion. It's a matter of reciprocity. I'll treat you the first time, and it'll be your turn next time."

next time?

Meng Youyou paused for a moment, chuckled awkwardly, and replied, "Okay, I'll treat you next time."

Meng Youyou and Wen Cenqing said goodbye at the school gate.

The faculty and staff dormitories of Panyu University are located on campus, and Xiao Li, as usual, drove his ordinary and inconspicuous private car to pick her up.

Meng Youyou easily got into the passenger seat and greeted Xiao Li, who was in the driver's seat, as usual: "Good afternoon."

While talking, he looked down to fasten his seatbelt. When he looked up, his gaze inadvertently swept across the rearview mirror, and he was surprised to find a silent man sitting in the back seat.

With a cold face, he stared straight at her, and for a moment he imagined the scene when Meng Youyou first met him, on the training field, the evening when Zhang Yong was punished by running ten kilometers.

As far as I can remember, that was the first and only time he was so angry with her.

However, at this moment, Meng Youyou cursed inwardly: Lu Feng is really no good, he's lying to both sides! He's cheating on both sides!
Huo Qingshan: "Don't even think about it!"

Lu Feng nodded: "Oh."

……

Meng Youyou: "Don't tell him about this yet."

Lu Feng nodded: "Oh."