strongChapter 563: Chapter 563/strong

    It was likely a group of college students taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday to travel nearby.

    They had a vibrant look about them, taking the initiative toe up and ask if they could take pictures of the two RVs, seeking the consent of Bo Jingshen and Song Boyuan.

    Then, they were drawn by the handsome looks of the two ‘owners’, and they wanted to ask if they could take a picture together.

    Originally, one would have thought that Song Boyuan was a person of bad temperament, who might coldly refuse.

    At least, that’s what Su Lu had thought.

    But Jing Qiao knew that this was not the case. Although Song Boyuan was not a mild-tempered and amiable person—he was indifferent, not talkative, and actually not very good at socializing, nor was he easily able to develop close rtionships with others, which is why even his friends were few and far between.

    However, Jing Qiao was very aware that although Song Boyuan’s temper wasn’t the best, he had exceptional tolerance for strangers without malice.

    Jing Qiao once didn’t understand why, but Song Boyuan had said, “Strangers have never harmed me, it’s only the people I know who have wanted to hurt me, and who have hurt me. I like strangers; no exchange is needed, no guessing or scrutiny, and no malice.”

    Jing Qiao felt particrly sorry for him because of this.

    What kind of past experiences must one have gone through to have such unusual patience with strangers, who one would normally be wary of, and yet be extraordinarily guarded against acquainted individuals, who one would normally let their guard down with?

    As the two of them approached, they overheard Song Boyuan saying, “It’s okay to take pictures of the RVs, but leave the people out of it.”

    The college students did not insist, as their initial desire was to take pictures of the RVs. They only considered taking pictures with the owners because they found them attractive; if it were a pair of unkempt, unsightly men, the story would likely have ended there.

    Seeing Jing Qiaoing over, Song Boyuan’s gaze softened a bit.

    Su Lu also witnessed the tolerance and patience that Song Boyuan extended to strangers.

    He allowed them to take photos, one after the other, group pictures, taking turns, for about half an hour. Eventually, the students themselves became embarrassed and brought over a bag of snacks for them.

    “Sorry for the inconvenience, did we waste much of your time? Please ept this small token for your journey, and pardon us if it’s not to your liking,” they said politely.

    The students were very courteous, mainly because they thought people who could afford such RVs probably didn’tck for snacks.

    Anyway, they arrived noisily and happily, and they left just as happily.

    “You really have the patience of a saint,” Bo Jingshen couldn’t help but say to Song Boyuan.

    Song Boyuan nced at him, “Why be impatient?”

    “We don’t even know them.”

    “It’s exactly because we don’t know them.” Song Boyuan asked Bo Jingshen, “You know Jing Ce, do you think he’s better than them?”

    “Hey, listen…” Bo Jingshen thought to himself, unhappy with theparison.

    But he also felt that what Song Boyuan said made sense.

    These students had arrived noisily and left the same way. They expressed their sincere admiration, envy, and thanks without any reservation.

    All these were positive emotions, purely positive energy, enough to uplift anyone’s spirits.

    How could that not be better than Jing Ce? Even just bringing up Jing Ce’s name now was enough to evoke a bunch of negative energy.

    Bo Jingshen, realizing this, patted Song Boyuan on the shoulder to show his understanding.

    Then they were back on the road.

    Su Lu, worried that the driver, Bo Jingshen, would be too tired, kept himpany by talking and asionally feeding him snacks along the way.

    “This is quite tasty, did Jing Qiao make it?” Bo Jingshen ate a braised quail egg and found it rather good, so he asked.

    “No, it’s the ready-to-eat food left by those college students just now, the crispy fish, braised quail eggs, braised dried tofu and stuff. I also think it’s pretty decent,” Su Lu took a bite.

    “I definitely wouldn’t want to make this,” Jing Qiao waved her hand dismissively, “Peeling quail eggs is too much trouble, better to just buy them ready to eat.”

    Su Luughed, “See? It seems that letting those young people snap a round of photos just now was beneficial after all.”

    After another hour or so, they finally reached their destination.

    Just looking at the scenery around, it already had the vibe of a rural holiday spot, with beautiful mountains, clear waters, and lovely views.

    Someone was already waiting for them at the entrance to the vige.

    It was a local vige official, who was originally working on poverty alleviation and developing industry in the surrounding rural areas, so of course, he was very enthusiastic after knowing President Song’s intentions.

    After getting into the car, he eximed, “Mr. Song, this car is incredibly luxurious.”

    Song Boyuan said in a straightforward manner, “The project we discussed before, if we proceed with it nearby, building a motorhome camping resort, won’t use vehicles of this caliber.”

    The vige official cracked a smile, “Of course, that I understand. If we were to use vehicles of this standard… the costs would be too high.”

    Bo Jingshen asked, “Which way to go?”

    The vige official mistook him for the driver and directed, “Driver Sir, I’ll show you the way. The main roads here are alright, but the smaller roads inside are a bit narrow and probably not as smooth as this main one.”

    Driver Sir I muttered: “…No worries, I’ve got experience.”

    “Ah, that’s great then,” the vige official enthusiastically started giving directions to Bo Jingshen.

    Su Lu tried to suppress herughter by the side, feeling almost stomach-ache inducing.

    With the vige official’s guidance, they drove a few kilometers. The journey wasn’t long, but because the roads really weren’t as good as the main ones, it took them over half an hour to reach the destination.

    “It does look pretty good indeed,” said Su, wife of the truck driver I.

    I nodded, “It is nice. But I noticed that there was another road behind us, which looked to be in better condition than this crummy one we took, but he deliberately didn’t lead us that way.”

    Su said, “Since the boss is interested in developing this area! To get rich, build roads first. He obviously hopes that Boss Song would build a road in, and fix up this crummy road.”

    But this was something even Su Lu had noticed, and someone as cunning as Song Boyuan obviously wouldn’t be oblivious to it.

    Upon reaching the destination, Bo Jingshen parked the car and got out. Then Song Boyuan asked Bo Jingshen, “What do you think?”

    Bo Jingshen joked, “I’m just a truck driver, don’t ask me.”

    Song Boyuan paused for two seconds and said, “Big Uncle.”

    He didn’t keep his voice down, in fact, he even raised his volume deliberately.

    The vige official, who was up front, realized his mistake upon hearing this and said apologetically, “Ah, sorry, sorry, I didn’t know the situation and mistook you for the driver. My apologies.”

    By then, he also realized that what President Song had told him over the phone wasn’t some polite refusal; he really hade all this way for a family trip!

    He had always thought that Song Boyuan was here for an inspection and just imed it to be a trip.

    But now that it really was a trip, it wouldn’t be good for him to disturb them too much, so he left soon after. Before long, he had someone send over a fat y-baked chicken and a fragrant roasted riverside fish.

    Su Lumented, “I think he’s quite on the ball.”

    Jing Qiao was also enjoying her food, “The fish here is not bad at all.”