Chapter 42 Don't Hear the Old People Cry (12)

Shi Che went downstairs and directly called Old Zhu. The phone rang for quite a while before he heard Old Zhu's respectful voice, "Young Master?"

"Bring the car over," Shi Che snapped and hung up the phone decisively.

About five or six minutes later, the car finally arrived. Shi Che was already in a bad mood, and Old Zhu's dawdling only deepened his irritation.

Old Zhu got off the car and, seeing Shi Che's expression, knew it wasn't good. He repeatedly apologized, "Sorry, Young Master, I was late."

Shi Che furrowed his brows, glancing at Old Zhu impatiently. It was obvious Old Zhu had hurriedly gotten up from bed; several buttons were wrongly buttoned, his shirt edges weren't tucked into his pants, and his hair was a mess.