Zhou Yun, still irritated, took out her anger on the driver.
"Are you trying to roast to death? Can't you turn on the air conditioning? You're driving such a nice car like it's a garbage truck, do you even realize that?"
The driver was at a loss for words. Just a moment ago, she had said she'd be back in half an hour or an hour, so he had turned off the engine and parked the car by the roadside to wait. In this sweltering heat, the car parked under the blazing sun became a veritable heat trap, and soon the inside felt like a steam cooker.
He had turned on the air conditioning the moment he saw her abruptly head back.
"It's already on, Madam. The temperature inside the car will take a little time to drop, but it will cool off soon,"
the driver explained with patience.
"Soon, soon, you're always saying soon. You're so careless at your job now, just wait until Acheng comes out, I'll make sure he fires you!"