"OK, I see. I'll arrange for someone to come and let them in from your side." After hanging up the phone, Wang Fuqu lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. It took a long time to spit it out. There was smoke in the car. I couldn't see the expression on Wang Fuqu's face clearly.
The truck stopped behind Wang Fuqu. The driver got out of the car and knocked on Wang Fuqu's window. The window slowly fell, and the cold wind took the smoke away. Wang Fu Qu tightened his neck and asked, "what's the matter?"
"Boss, the man behind has not eaten for a day. Would you like to wake her up and give her something to eat?" In the distance, three cars surrounded Wang Fuqu. They are the bodyguards around Wang Fuqu, and now they are used to warn the surrounding situation.
Wang Fuqu thought for a while, a car passed by them, stopped in front of the truck driver and said to Wang Fuqu, "boss, there are police in the back." Only Wang Fu Qu nodded, then the car turned around and drove back behind.
"You give her a bottle of glucose first. There are still more eyes on the way. When we get there, we can wake her up
The driver nodded, then took a bottle of glucose from under his seat and opened the back door. Some stout drivers forced their way in. Muxue's face was frosty white, and the seafood was full of ice.
So the temperature inside the car will be much lower than outside. If you just stay for a while, naturally there will be no condition, but muxue has been lying in it for nearly a day. It's hard to avoid that her body temperature is a little low and her hands and feet are cold.
Truck driver did not care about the meaning, to Mu snow fed sleeping pills, efficacy should also pass. Take out two sleeping pills from your pocket and put them into muxue's mouth. Gently push them back and slide them into muxue's throat.
After hanging the bottle of glucose on the carriage, the infusion needle was inserted into muxue's vein, and the driver left the carriage. Before leaving, he conveniently covered muxue with a small blanket for his rest.
He did this for Wang Fuqu not once or twice. Every time Wang Fuqu needed him to transport someone to a certain place, he would ask him to help, but only a few people needed him to lead the team.
Most of them are the people under his command leading the way. He doesn't know what will happen when these people are transported to those places, but what does it matter to him.
There are so many people dying every day in the world. They are just a little bit out of luck. Truck drivers often comfort themselves in this way, but no matter what they think, they are often suffering in their heart.
He always said that even if he didn't do it, someone would do it. He had no children, no wife, no parents. Even if they are punished by heaven, it's more suitable for them to suffer by themselves.
But the innermost human nature often torture themselves. Can this really make them live a stable life? The price Wang Fu Qu gives him is the money he may not earn in his whole life when he delivers seafood. Every time he ships, he can be happy for a while.
The reward this time is even more terrible. He is willing to do it even at the risk of being caught and grasped. After all, his generation may be like this. Apart from money, there is nothing that can make him more excited. Maybe there are women.
The truck driver closed the back door when he got out of the car. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Wang Fuqu standing behind him. The startled driver said nervously, "boss, what's up?"
Wang Fu said, "it's OK. I'll go up and see how the girl is."