The Foreign Softness
##Bab 63 Strike
At night, Cindy and I eat at the city's famous roast duck restaurant. For the first time in a few days, I ordered some special dishes without seeing the price. I spent 1 million and still have a very happy conversation with Cindy.
The next day, I went to work at Kewell.
On my first day at work, Jasmine was very busy, she had already flown to Canada. Lisa drove me to the head of my department and from then on, I started working at Kewell.
The law firm gets a new case, the case involves a contractor suing the developer. The contractor is a lesser-known construction unit in the city. Coincidentally the developer is PT. Young Rays.
The contractor sued PT. Young Rays for a large number of project payments. After a series of investigations, the law firm quickly accepted the case.
PT. Sinar Muda has its own legal department and employs two professional lawyers. Kewell still won 10% of construction costs for contractors. Even ten percent is not a small number.
In the afternoon, Jasmine returns from Canada. He was very happy we could win this dangerous lawsuit, because of the contract signed by PT. Young Rays and contractors are also very strict. They lose because apart from the contract, they also enter the subjective will of a person.
That man is Candra.
Since the contractor seriously violated the rules at a certain link, Candra was outraged and asked to deduct 50% of the remaining construction costs of the contractor, whereas according to the contract and the penalty of violation, the maximum cutting amount was 40%.
PT. Young Light loses to Candra's subjective will. He should not bring his personal emotions into the workplace.
That night, Jasmine asks the assistant to reserve a seat at the most luxurious restaurant in town, all the staff in the case participate.
As our entourage entered the lobby of a dazzling restaurant like a crystal palace, another entourage also entered.
A young man led the party, the man's body was tall and handsome with a glowing face. That man is Candra.
The Candra team is mostly made up of young people.
The two sides met unexpectedly, Candra stopped first. He did not show any frustration or resentment for losing and losing such a large amount of money, he said to Jasmine nonchalantly, "It turns out Miss Jasmine, it's nice to meet you."
Jasmine looked at Candra with a gaze as calm as a tear, those still clear and beautiful middle-aged eyes paused on the face of the cold man before her, then she said, "Mr. Candra is young and talented, you are the pride of University A. At the school celebration that day, I felt Mr. Candra's greatness and it was really amazing."
Candra leaned the corner of her lips gently, "Mr Jasmine was overly complimentary. Like the team of Bu Jasmine who had just walked and could already stand firm. Absolutely amazing and makes people feel salute."
Candra's smile had another little meaning and the meaning in her words was also very clear, Jasmine just smiled softly.
Candra glanced at my face indifferently and left with the entourage.
Jasmine looked at that back for a moment, then said, "Let's go."
So, we went to the VIP room that had been booked.
Jasmine is a strict and serious boss at work, outside of the workplace she is a very friendly senior.
When we ate, we didn't feel any pressure from his boss status and the atmosphere was also very comfortable.
In the middle of the banquet, Jasmine and her assistant left first, while I left the banquet early because I had to prepare for the lawyer examination. However, when I came out, I found that it was raining outside. When I saw a taxi parked under the hotel stairs, I ran without hesitation, then opened the door and sat in the back.
"Sir, Griya Housing Complex."
For a long time, the driver did not run the car.
"Sir, Housing Complex ...." I reached out my hand to constantly wipe the raindrops from my bangs, but before I finished speaking, I realized something was wrong, because there was another passenger in the car and that person was sitting by my side.
How big a problem I have, until now I just realized I got into a car that has been ordered by someone else and that person ....
I can't believe, how could it be so coincidental? That man is Candra. Candra and I were in the same car, it looks like she got in first.
I'm a little embarrassed. It is very difficult to find a taxi on such a rainy day. I was very reluctant to get off the taxi, but is it possible to let Candra go?
Seeing that I didn't mean to get out of the car, Candra said, "Take him home first."
At the moment, the new taxi driver is driving the car.
Being in a closed and cramped room with Candra, I felt very uncomfortable, I was unwilling but unable to do anything. So, I kept looking out the window. Heavy rain hit the car windows, the scenery outside blurred and the car drove very slowly.
Candra is much calmer. He leaned back with one hand on the car window and looked at it leisurely. Sometimes, he would look at me. Although it was quiet, I felt a stinging heat. Vague, but not negligible.
After which, he placed his hand on the car window and looked at me nonchalantly.
He did not speak nor did he take any action.
I was confused as to what to do with a look like this. I felt anxious and uncomfortable, but there was nothing I could do, because the rain was so heavy that the car could not run fast and my apartment was so far away. There's no way I can get off the cab in the middle of the road.
Suddenly, I saw someone holding a child on the street in the rain and fog.
The boy looked sick, he lay limply in his mother's arms. The woman hugged him while struggling to hold the umbrella over the boy's head. Most of his body was covered in rain water.
His one free hand was still waving desperately at the cars that kept passing by on the road.
"Stop!" suddenly shouted. I can't bear to see such a sight. Heavy rain, sick child and anxious mother, this sight makes my heart ache.
However, the driver did not stop, he instead said impatiently, "Miss, it's hard to park with this kind of heavy rain."
"I told you to stop, did you hear me?"
Suddenly I was angry, the driver stopped the car on the side of the road reluctantly, I pushed the door and rushed running into the heavy rain.
"Hurry, get in our car."
I picked up the woman holding the child while holding her umbrella over him and the child's head. I swept them to the side of the car and asked them to sit in the chair I had previously sat in the back.
The woman said, "My son has a fever of 40 degrees. I wanted to take her to the hospital, but I didn't get a taxi. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much."
After thinking she had waited too long in the rain, this not-so-young mother shed tears while saying thanks.
"It's okay, it's more important to find a doctor to check on your child."
I got into the passenger seat in front.
The driver wasn't so ready, "Where are you going? Take you first or he's first. If there are many people, you have to pay more."
I opened my handbag and took out two hundred dollars from it. I've never been so generous before. I threw four pieces of money into the hands of the driver holding the steering wheel, "Is this enough? If enough, shut the fuck up!"
Perhaps my sudden anger had shocked the driver or perhaps because of the money, the driver simply muttered, "Why so fierce? Don't you just have to drive her."
He turned the car around and drove to the hospital.
In the rearview mirror, Candra slightly tilted her head and looked at me who had just been angry with an expression as if she was thinking.
He did not refuse a bit.
In this way, the driver drives the car to the hospital. Nowadays, the rain is getting worse. I got out of the car too.
The child is drowsy from fever and sleeps all the time. The woman kept crying. He didn't even know he had to go to the doctor. I signed up for him and helped him find a doctor.
The child had pneumonia and needed to be hospitalized. At this moment, the woman cried again, "I didn't bring that much money. I hurried out and the boy's father was on a business trip ...."
I can understand the complaints and difficulties of a woman carrying a child alone, especially when the child falls ill at night and is still raining heavily. This mother must have suffered greatly in her heart.
I also remember my son. I wonder if he's sick. When she was sick, would her foster mother take her to the doctor with this kind of anxiety? For a moment, my nose ached, "Don't worry, I'll pay first."
Even though I didn't have much money, luckily I still had a few million on that card. I paid the hospital down payment of 4 million for the child, the woman thanked me and said tomorrow she would definitely pay my money.
But in reality, he didn't even remember to ask for my number, he hurriedly looked for a doctor to treat the child.
While I was, even though I was very poor, I did not regret it. I just hope that sadly when my son is sick and in need of treatment, his adoptive mother will not be too stingy and can spend some money to take him to the hospital.
Candra was standing at the entrance of the emergency room. His body was tall and handsome like that jade tree was leaning against the door while bowing his head thinking of something.
He hasn't left, I'm a little surprised.
"You're very poor and you're still paying hospital bills for someone else. What are you thinking?"
As I approached her, Candra straightened up and looked at me deeply with an expression of disbelief.
"What I think, people like you will never understand."
I walked past him coldly.
He won't know that he still has a son and I won't tell him how I feel right now.
It was raining heavily and it was still difficult to find a taxi. I got into the car again, Candra also opened the door and entered from the other side.
Along the way, we did not speak a word.
However, before walking far away, the car suddenly broke down.
The driver picked up an umbrella and got out of the car to check. Then, he came back and told us in frustration, "The car is broken, sorry, you guys are looking for another car."
