Looking at the disgruntled look on the driver's face, Vladimir's mouth twitched a few times, and he muttered,"... All you have on your mind is the red packet...the red packet is probably enough to make you defect..."
"What did you say? I can't hear you," the middle-aged driver shouted as he put his hands over his ears and approached Vladimir.
Vladimir glared at him and roared into his ears, "Don't worry! Work is work! Personal affairs are personal affairs! I will separate business from personal affairs!"
The middle-aged driver patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "That's good. Boss, the new female intern downstairs is very interested in you and wants to ask you out..."
"Get lost!" Vladimir kicked him again with a stern expression on his face. "How long has it been since Lina passed away? Yet you have the shamelessness to say such things?!"
