In Qunnan, the settlement of the smuggling case was finally settled. Zheng Cunzhi called Yanshi to greet Mr. Fang's body.
The batch of confiscated cultural relics transported to the museum is of great research significance, and the number is huge. After being displayed in the museum, it has been well received by the public. Mr. Fang has been in good spirits recently when it comes to happy events. Cultural relics conservation work.
It has been some years since he retired to being hired as a cultural relic expert at the National Museum of Yan City, and this is the first time he has seen such a big battle. It is said that these antiques were found in several containers that should have been piled with soybeans. As long as Qunnan starts two hours later, these human treasures that should belong to this land may have already crossed the ocean. The established route was transported to the territory of country F.
Hearing the good news that the cultural relics were intercepted, several old leaders who had been paying attention to this matter were overjoyed at first, and then deeply angry.
Zheng Cun knew: "Qi Kai's courage is really getting bigger and bigger. I reported to Mr. Qi a few years ago that if Qi Kai's temper is not restrained, there will definitely be a big problem!"
Fang Lao held the telephone receiver between his shoulders, wearing reading glasses and gloves, and was carefully holding a magnifying glass to observe the kiln mark on the bottom of a long-necked bottle. Yes, but Lao Qi just doesn't listen. It's alright now, look at how exhausted he is, he can't wait to cry, make trouble, hang himself for this stinky brat."
After Fang Lao finished speaking, he couldn't help but think of the smuggling empire that had grown up step by step through Qi Kai's hands from the confiscated batch of cultural relics. It is said that this line has been constructed since three years ago, and I don’t know how many people went into it. As soon as the earthquake started in the south of the city, arrests were made all over the place. Because there were too many people involved, the police force was almost dispatched.
With such a large network of relationships, how many things have been lost through their hands for so many years! The domestic news is not well-informed, but Fang Lao often sees news such as "the transaction price of XX treasures in XX at the annual Hong Kong Island auction broke the previous record" in various cultural relics magazines. Ordinary people sound enthusiastic and excited, but they These knowledgable, but their hearts are only full of unwillingness and regret.
Fang Lao put down the magnifying glass, held the receiver, and sighed: "Actually, it stands to reason that your procedure is not so easy this time."
Zheng Cun knew clearly: "I know, teacher, you have worked very hard."
"I couldn't do anything at first. We didn't all try it for more than a year, but Mr. Qi always said that now economic development and economic development should relax restrictions on major coastal cities, so that everyone in the business community should not panic." Fang Lao Thinking of his experience of going to the door to play chess several times last year and finally breaking up, he originally thought that this old enemy was just too conservative and was afraid of miscalculating the situation, but now he realized that Qi Kai was involved in such a deep case.
"If it weren't for the donated bronze wares that heated up the situation, look at it, it's going to be hard."
Zheng Cunzhi also knows that Mr. Fang made a big deal about the donation event at the Yan City United Museum at that time, making it known to everyone, and there must be a deep meaning in it. Fortunately, this move was indeed a success, and Qunnan also pulled out a big tumor. He smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "You are right, I was ready for a long-term struggle at the beginning, and I never did. I thought it would suddenly turn around. By the way, I heard that the kid who donated the antiques has already entered Yanshi University? This time his college entrance examination scores are also ranked among the top in the province, and he is a very good talent. "
"Haha, it's hard for you to still pay attention to him. He has indeed entered school, and it is estimated that he has just started military training. I have already told Wen Hao to take care of him in the school."
"Of course I want to pay attention to him, and I should pay attention to him in the first place." Zheng Cunzhi sighed on the phone, as if a little envious, "He must not know how much capital he will exchange for himself with his donation. I can only say that good-hearted people are rewarded!"
Fang Lao smiled but said nothing.
******
In Yan City, the military training base for freshmen, Lin Jingzhe received a call from a comrade instructor just after dinner, saying that someone had called him.
The maintenance room was some distance from the cafeteria, and he was a little puzzled on the way until he heard a voice coming from the receiver.
The delicate female voice was gentle and anxious: "Hello? Is it Jingzhe?"
pat.
The instructor at the telephone table raised his head in surprise when he heard the movement: "Why did you hang up?"
"It's over, it's nothing to do." Lin Jingzhe wrote his name on the phone book, straightened up, adjusted his military training cap, and said with a blank expression, "Instructor, if there is a call to me in the future, you don't need to notify me. , hang up directly."
The unidentified instructor stared blankly at his white face, which was a little reddened by the sun, and nodded subconsciously.
Lin Jingzhe was a little irritable. If he knew it was Jiang Chacha's call, he wouldn't make this trip at all. The sun was so hot at noon, and he had to go back again. It was really annoying.
When Jiang Qiaqia heard the busy tone, she almost collapsed. She inquired about the number of people who found out the phone number of the Yanshi University Freshmen Military Training Office. Now there is no Jiang Xiaoyun and the others to mediate. If there is no way, she will not take the initiative in death. Go and contact Lin Jingzhe.
But she never expected that Lin Jingzhe's attitude could be more resolute than hers!
This crisis is not like when she got those antiques. She has no capital and no way back, so she can only let go of her self-esteem and dial it again without giving up.
But the operator on the other side was unwilling to tell her anything.
How to do? Jiang Chacha thought in panic while biting the tip of his thumb.
Shen Juanying did what she said and did not send any child support this month. The money is in the hands of others, and Jiang Qia has nothing to do if she can't take it out. She doesn't know where Lin Jingzhe told Lin Runsheng about those things. Could it be that her father can really be so cruel? !
Jiang Qiaqia regretted extremely, she really shouldn't have thought about the situation on Qi Qing's side and completely cut off contact with her parents. So much so that her exhausted efforts to please her didn't bring her any benefit, but the Qi family didn't appreciate it either.
The "earthquake" in Qunnan had a great impact on the business operations of the businessmen. Qiqing Real Estate, which had been going from bad to worse after the bad relationship with Section Chief Wang, has become more and more difficult to maintain recently. The dismounting of Section Chief Wang caused Qi Qing to be interviewed for a long time. They tried their best to control the leakage of news, but they were still known by many competitors.
The big troubles of Qiqing Real Estate have been widely known in the related industries of Qunnan Real Estate. No matter how hard they tried to explain, they could not explain the teams who came to the door to check taxes every three days. The business owners who maintain the cooperative relationship are all in danger, and they have obviously lost confidence in their abilities. The contractors completely ignore their difficulties and chase after the buttocks for construction money, but the project is still Not finished! The house was not sold, where did they get such a large amount of construction money? unless borrowed.
But Qunnan's bank also said that they were too risky and refused to approve the loan. All the bad things came to the door as if they had made an appointment. Qi Qing and Jiang Qia were a couple who had been so good since they were newly married. caught in a constant quarrel.
As far as Qi Qing is concerned, the mess of this mess originated from the meal between Jiang Chacha and Section Chief Wang.
However, Jiang Chacha is not without grievances. She has always been thoughtful and thoughtful, so how did she know that she would fall so badly here? According to the original business growth rate, Qiqing Real Estate is about to start the A round of financing, and the equity allocation is about to change. Her eyes have always been on the company's core management circle. If she didn't want to increase her chips, how could she develop for no reason People
Qi Qing didn't understand her difficulties at all. He kept saying love, but his actual actions were not as good as her ex-husband Lin Runsheng. Although Lin Runsheng's trash is not very capable, at least he is willing to give her everything he has. What about Qi Qing
He and the old godly woman in his family were like guarding against ghosts!
Since the negative growth of the company's performance, Qi Qing has stopped her salary in the name of "own family", because Jiang Qia Qia is stubborn but guilty and dare not ask for the basket on Wang's side. She lost this source of income and was already very nervous. Shen Jianying's living expenses, which had recently risen to 5,000 a month, were actually stopped? ! For the first time in her life, she felt what was called panic. In order to show her strength in front of her husband and her husband's family, she has always spent a lot of money, and the money she finally saved was invested in the company some time ago to make up for it.
Poverty cannot be concealed, especially in her class.
Jiang just couldn't imagine what kind of life would be waiting for him.
******
On the way back from the maintenance room, I received a lot of scrutiny. After Lin Jingzhe entered the door, he was caught by Wang Jun and Lu Xiaojiang. Lu Xiaojiang's white and soft belly was pressed against his back, and he said with envy and jealousy. : "My future girlfriend is always looking at you during dinner!!"
Wang Jun screamed: "My future girlfriend is too!"
The military training is coming to an end, and the originally unfamiliar group of people have been together for so many days and have become familiar with a lot. The friendship between the boys is straightforward and bold. After facing each other day and night, I found that Lin Jingzhe was not as difficult to approach as it seemed at first impression, and After they would also fart and be picky when eating, everyone quickly became intimate.
Lin Jingzhe pulled and hugged the group of children. All the way, because of Jiang Chacha's call, he was quickly dismissed. He raised his hand and hugged Wang Jun's neck and threw it to the side. At the same time, he jumped up and kicked the bed. The iron frame, using the strength to push back, led Lu Xiaojiang to fall on the bed, and then sat down on the other's soft belly.
He slapped Lu Xiaojiang's little (?) belly with Wang Jun's cries: "Naughty again!"
Lu Xiaojiang shouted while kicking his legs and laughing: "You learned such a trick from there, how can you be so strong when you are so thin!!"
Wang Jun got up from the ground and said, "If you touch his arm, it must be full of muscles. He did 200 push-ups before going to bed yesterday and held the grass! He has to stand in a military position during the day, he is not a human being."
Lu Xiaojiang pinched Lin Jingzhe's arm enviously, and as expected, he found that his seemingly slender upper arm already had muscles with indistinct contours. Lin Jingzhe shook him off and pressed him as well. Lu Xiaojiang's arm was full of muscles. Three of them are so thick.
All are soft and icy cold soft meat, the best for cooling off the heat.
Lu Xiaojiang paralyzed in a good-natured manner and let him squeeze, Lin Jingzhe advised him: "You move more, do push-ups with me every night, and your muscles can be more beautiful than me."
In his previous life, when he was young, he was also lazy to exercise. Later, when life was too boring, he began to learn judo. Since then, he has never stopped exercising, and his body has indeed become much healthier because of this.
After returning, he has been busy with various twists and turns, and his energy is limited.
Wang Jundao: "Forget it, if you let him exercise, it's better to let him die. Do you think he won't shout about heatstroke when he forms a square?"
Lu Xiaojiang lay there and gave him a thumbs up: "confidant."
Chen Jiankang twisted a towel with cold water, shyly smiled and handed it to Lin Jingzhe, and whispered, "Wipe it off, you're sweating."
Lin Jingzhe took it and said, "Thanks."
Wang Jun didn't forget the topic just now, he hugged Chen Jiankang from behind again, bent his head and put his head on Chen Jiankang's shoulder, stared at Lin Jingzhe and wiped his sweat, his tone was like a grudge: "The drought is dead. , flooded to death.”
Young people yearn for youthful love.
But in fact, there are very few people who can easily get off the list. Wang Jun and Lu Xiaojiang have met their favorite girls from the first day of military training. They have launched considerate offensives several times. The quilt was folded, but King Xiang had no intention of being a goddess or not, and there was no progress.
However, Lin Jingzhe was different from them. Even though he participated in the same activities every day, he could become a hot topic among the girls. Why!
Chen Jianjian stabbed Wang Jun in the chest with a sincere response. He smiled shyly and said softly, "Maybe it's because he looks better than you."
"what!"
Wang Jun covered the pimple on his face and cried bitterly.
Lin Jingzhe was also at this age, and he knew that young boys were the lower half of walking, and finding a girlfriend at this moment might be more important to them than studying hard.
But Lin Jingzhe is a little different. He has passed that state of mind. Although he sometimes also thinks about things because of the hormone secretion of his young body, his reason is still clear. At the moment when life is like duckweed, he does not shoulder the burden. The ability to take any responsibility, at least until his career has taken shape, he will not consider the activity of love, which requires a lot of energy.
This kind of thinking is difficult to be understood by boys of the same biological age as him, even Fang Wenhao, who has the same extraordinary experience.
In the 1990s, when capital was in its infancy, and social development was in its infancy, Yan City opened numerous dance halls and nightclubs for people with plenty of money to experience life.
Lin Jingzhe looked at the young girl in rare fashion with whom he had a close relationship. The neat and refreshing short hair, the gray-blue top and white high-waisted shorts were very conspicuous. A buddy next to him whispered to him: "He robbed Hu Shaofeng. The stage has been around for many years, and I have won it once or twice, and I can't bear to see it, let him chatter for a few days, this time I can't talk about it for half a month."
The grievances between Fang Wenhao and Hu Shaofeng have obviously penetrated into every corner, from the small campus party style layout to the company's land bidding, and such things as Baotaizi robbing dancers in the background are simply as light as a feather and not worth mentioning. Fang Wenhao was genuinely happy. He had to know that since Hu Shaofeng and Xiao Chi started to mix, the level of various means has been significantly improved. In the past, the two were evenly matched, but now it mostly ends with his defeat.
He's been holding back for so long, and this time he's just raising his eyebrows.
So he has to take this girl wherever he goes, at least for half a month, and he has to let everyone in Quanyan City know that Hu Shaofeng lost to Fang Wenhao!
But after all, he is not really good at this. After the routine is over, he generously and considerately lets his new girlfriend go shopping. Inside, the gathered friends came for business.
Fang Wenhao's teenage was also caused by Wu Qing, a shareholder who co-founded a real estate company with him, and worriedly spread out the report: "Our company's evaluation results this month are not very good. In the past few months, I have been concentrating on bidding for the few pieces of land. As a result, the last place was not completed, and there has been no new development since New Year's Day."
Half of the reason was due to Hu Shaofeng, Fang Wenhao was so angry that he scolded his mother for a while, and Wu Qing asked melancholy: "It can't go on like this, why don't we go and beg the old man together..."
"If you want to get your leg broken, you can go." Fang Wenhao sighed, "Do you think I haven't thought about it, but the younger generation of grievances and laboring old men shot, do you think it's shameful?"
Wu Qing agreed, so he could only sigh.
"Did you read the newspaper the other day?" Fang Wenhao lay down on the sofa and meditated, holding the small BP machine between his fingers and doing somersaults on his knees, "The daily said that Yan City is planning to expand, and I was last year. I heard a little bit of wind, and the land change has accelerated significantly this year, and I think it is very credible."
"I don't know how many factories opened in the suburbs at the end of last year, and people are rushing here. Yan City is such a big place, and expansion is definitely going to expand." Wu Qing analyzed this, but he couldn't figure it out, "The problem Which direction is it to expand to? It is said that the road will be expanded, which one will be built? The subway will be built, and where will it be? We don’t know whether to build it to the east or to the west.”
The city's specific planning is still in the confidential stage, and even if the core figures know about it, they will not speak out for that little bit of profit. Because of this, Yan Shi and Fang Wenhao, young people with similar ideas, are about to grind their family to death, but now I haven't heard of anyone who has made progress. Those with stricter tutors, such as Fang Wenhao, didn't even dare to mention it, for fear of being interrupted by Mr. Fang.
The conversation in the office came to an impasse, Lin Jingzhe boiled a pot of water and started making tea by himself.
He had no class in the afternoon, and the old man made an appointment for dinner. Fang Wenhao dragged him out of school ahead of schedule, saying that he would show him the company he founded. Fang Wenhao's company is called Haohan Real Estate, and it has dozens of employees. Seriously speaking, the scale is only low-medium, but for a student of Fang Wenhao, it is not easy to develop to this level.
The chairman's office is decorated in a decent manner, with mahogany desks and chairs, and cabinets full of reports and books. The style is heavy and rigorous. Even the tea set in the reception area is made of high-quality purple sand, without any ambiguity.
It's just that it was the first time to start a business with little experience, so Lin Jingzhe heard a lot of problems not long after he settled down here.
Fang Wenhao and his gang of hairpins started Haohan Real Estate together. He owns the most shares. Next is Wu Qing, who can discuss business affairs with him seriously. There are several small shareholders left, but none of them can be assigned. What is the use, can only come up with some blind ideas.
The management structure is so messy, it is bound to lead to huge differences of opinion. As for Lin Jingzhe's tea-making skills, two people have already been arguing about the details due to different news channels. Fang Wenhao also looks irritable. Burnt out.
Lin Jingzhe listened to the content quietly, and could only shake his head. How fragile most friendships become when the word "money" is smeared on them. Countless people in later generations have already summed up the experience.
He couldn't talk about the business of other companies, but the content of Fang Wenhao's discussion gave him a lot of inspiration.
The cash in his hand, together with the market value of the stocks he applied for, currently has about 3 million assets in his hand. Based on the normal stock market trend, this amount will not change much for at least two years. The assets of 3 million are said to be less or less in this year, but not too much. For ordinary people, I am afraid it is an amount that cannot be spent in this life. But looking at the smuggling cases captured by Qunnan, there are already people involved in the case. The amount is more than one billion.
The gap between the rich and the poor has already widened, and Lin Jingzhe has been hesitating about what to do in the future.
If you buy a house with these three million yuan, it is indeed a huge profit. However, before and after the 1990s, commercial housing was only in its infancy, and those who devoted themselves to the real estate industry were pioneers. Even in the relatively developed Yan City, many areas that were familiar later were not yet known. Plan it out. It is true that you can buy old buildings and wait for demolition, but urban planning is a long process, and real estate appreciation is not achieved overnight. In this slow development process, what should he do
Are you just waiting
Such a life is like a pool of stagnant water, meaningless.
Fang Wenhao and the others were worried about not knowing the future planning of the city, but this problem was easy for Lin Jingzhe.
If nothing else, he spent so many years in Yan City in his last life, and he was in a downturn for a period of time in the later period. He wondered which business district in this city was the most densely populated, which road had the largest width, where was the urban elevated expressway built, and where the exits lead to. Where, and what stop signs along the subway you occasionally take, it can be said that it is all too clear.
The land change brought about by the new plan is about to set off a wave of upsurge. Lin Jingzhe drank tea quietly and listened. The meeting of young entrepreneurs finally broke up. When Fang Wenhao left the company, the excitement that he originally had because he snatched the girl from Hu Shaofeng had been completely dispelled.
The car was speeding on the road that was hardly congested these days, and the open window was caught in the strong wind. Fang Wenhao was driving the car absentmindedly, when he heard the co-pilot Lin Jingzhe, who had been very quiet all day, suddenly said: "Brother Fang, how much land is currently being tendered in Yan City?"
Fang Wenhao rested his right hand on the stall, and glanced at him when he heard the words, the corner of his mouth moved out of the arc: "What's the matter? Are you also interested? Did you hear the doorway at the meeting just now?"
Lin Jingzhe smiled: "I'm really interested."
"The water in Yan City is very deep. If you want to do real estate, you must have a network of funds." Fang Wenhao only regarded him as a whim, but he didn't dare to underestimate him easily, "I heard that you went to the Shanghai market to buy some stocks. Did you make a lot of money?"
Lin Jingzhe said: "The funds are limited, so I can only say it's okay."
"If you have this vision, I advise you to concentrate on your stocks. Real estate is too difficult to play. Look at the mess in my company. To be honest, this line of business has a lot of investment. You may not be involved in stocks. To make money, since the opening of the Shanghai Stock Exchange, it is said that it has doubled six or seven times, so how can the company have such a profit." Fang Wenhao knew the pain, he already regretted choosing this line of business, he blocked it from the top of his head. He took out a stack of maps from the board and handed it over, trying to dispel the unrealistic idea of this little brother.
This is the latest map of Yan City. The content is detailed. Fang Wenhao has made a lot of marks on it, especially the undeveloped suburbs. The top is full of circles circled by pens of various colors.
Lin Jingzhe knew that this was probably the new planning point they were guessing now. After a closer look, most of the circled points were factory areas. There were many people who opened factories in Yan City in the past two years, and most of them were concentrated in this area. , according to normal logic, it is indeed time for expansion.
But Lin Jingzhe knew that the rise of this area would take at least seven or eight years. In his previous life, he also thought about doing business when he was playing with the gang of friends. At that time, he was aiming at manufacturing, and he even went to Yan City. When he inspected the factory concentration area, he was deeply impressed by the phenomenon of serious pollution in the area and mixed management and mixed personnel. It wasn't until several years after he and Lin Runsheng completely broke up and moved out that they heard that the earth-shaking rectification had begun.
Fang Wenhao said: "Our company is dealing with residential real estate. From construction to sales, it's a lot of shit. It's still an outsourced builder. , hung from the beginning to the end, and was almost killed."
Lin Jingzhe's fingers traced the single and distinct subway line on the map. In his previous life, he was in financial distress and relied almost entirely on this subway to travel between his home and work. At that time, the city of Yan was already at that peak. An international metropolis that can squeeze out passengers' shoes in the future, this original subway line has also been built and extended, and there are twice as many stations as there are today.
Seems like it's been a few years, right? Lin Jingzhe held up the map and asked Fang Wenhao, "Did the newspaper say that underground transportation will be built?"
Fang Wenhao glanced at the place he was pointing, with an ironic expression on his face: "My brother, you believe what the newspaper says, aren't you stupid?"
The fool Lin Jingzhe said to him with a serious face: "Brother Fang, introduce me to a few people who can handle things. I will participate in the bidding meeting in October."
squeak--
The sharp sound of the tire rubbing against the ground began to howl almost at the same time, Fang Wenhao braked suddenly, and a horn sounded from the back of the car.
He didn't have time to think about it, he just held the steering wheel and stared blankly at Lin Jingzhe's serious face.
"Are you really playing?"
******
Of course it is impossible to lie.
Lin Jingzhe thought very simply. Three million can do too little. If he invests all of it in the stock market, he won't be able to make any money in the past two years. It's better to grab some quick money.
Today's capital is obviously impossible to support him in promoting any big real estate projects. Lin Jingzhe didn't want to get involved in that. Residential real estate struggles to compete with the people for profit, and it has also caused economic deformities in later generations. Even if he does commercial real estate, he will not Will choose to hoard and speculate residential buildings.
Now his plan is to make a profit. Before the official introduction of the new urban planning plan, many bidders were as hesitant as Fang Wenhao. Just like the subway line that was about to start construction, Lin Jingzhe had a clear impression of several future sites. It is now clearly not favored.
No one would have guessed that the subway line would lead to so few places that are not densely populated and that there is nothing special about the surrounding area, but in a few years, there will be countless high-rise buildings there, leaving a piece of land that no one cares about. The area of Shengsheng promotes Chengyan City's earliest CBD business district!
Fang Wenhao felt that this little brother might be a demon, but he wasn't joking, and he took out 500,000 registered companies without hesitation to prepare bidding materials and loan materials.
He couldn't persuade Lin Jingzhe, so he went back to his old business to file a lawsuit, but the old man not only refused to help, but also laughed at him for being cowardly.
When the intermediary of the registered company submitted the information, everyone had a meal together. Wenhao Fang Fang only felt that he had led a good young man astray, so he was worried and drank a lot.
Lin Jingzhe didn't drink, and almost no one was drinking him. He helped Fang Wenhao, who was drunk, to leave the hotel. The night wind was blowing.
Taking the car keys handed by the doorman, he reluctantly threw Fang Wenhao into the back seat, sat in the cab, and started the car skillfully.
At this time in Yan City, the nightlife area is relatively concentrated. The nightclubs are all open at the other end. The road on the side of the hotel passes 8 o'clock in the evening, and there are almost no cars.
The co-pilot's file bag contained various documents of his second company. Lin Jingzhe sometimes glanced at the name on the file bag, but most of the time he pondered amidst the wind and Fang Wenhao's snoring.
On both sides of the road are dim street lamps and lush street trees. Yan City is completely different from his impression. There are no continuous traffic, no evening rush hour, and no office buildings that are brightly lit late at night on both sides of the road.
The rearview mirror suddenly flashed, and there was a roar of an accelerating engine behind the car, and a green light whistled along the wind above the driver's seat.
An off-road vehicle that was originally driving at the back overtook it, and it flashed its taillights after driving to the front, which was very arrogant.
Lin Jingzhe rolled his eyes, thinking about pediatrics, who would chase after you, do you know how to drive safely
I'm not angry at all, it can be said that she is very indifferent.
He was still driving as usual, but the car in front stopped, swaying left and right like a show, and sometimes slowed down to Lin Jingzhe's car and honked the horn twice.
Is this so neurotic
Lin Jingzhe was very troubled, but he couldn't afford to hide, so he just leaned to the right and drove normally.
The off-road vehicle that attracted bees and butterflies seemed to be very puzzled. It chased quietly for a while at the back, and then rushed to the front with another foot of the accelerator, shouting and shaking it twice.
Lin Jingzhe's eyes hurt from the taillights, and he stepped on his feet a little harder—
bang!
In a short period of time, the little red car, which had made two sudden brakes, had extraordinary power, and its inertia drove Fang Wenhao, who was lying asleep in the back seat, to fall to the ground with a thud.
Lin Jingzhe: "..."
He's an old driver who has been driving safely for many years, and always yields to pedestrians at zebra crossings, but... he rear-ended.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?" A sleepy-eyed man climbed up in the back seat, wiping his face in shock, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
The parked off-road vehicle in front was quiet for a while, and the driver opened the driver's seat and jumped down.
With the light, Lin Jingzhe could clearly see who this nerve was. He immediately answered the various doubts he had just now, and he helplessly lowered the car window.
Hu Shaofeng walked over with trembling legs, and heard his beating voice from afar: "Brother Wenhao, why did you change to a vegetarian diet today..."
He walked to the driver's seat and met Lin Jingzhe, his eyes met, and his voice stopped abruptly.
Hu Shaofeng: "..."
Lin Jingzhe asked, "Brother Shaofeng, are you ill?"
Someone from the back seat also came down at this moment, obviously not very happy, and also said from the back: "Hu Shaofeng, are you sick?!"
Hu Shaofeng: "..."
He glanced inward, Fang Wenhao was still awake, and looked back blankly while hugging the backrest.
"Who are you?" Fang Wenhao asked confusedly, "Are you sick?"
Hu Shaofeng: "..."
He really felt sick right now.
The first motorcycle caught up with its lights flashing, and the lights were flashing in the rear-view mirror. Lin Jingzhe cursed in his heart that he was really unlucky, and then he remembered something even more unfortunate. He seemed to have forgotten... In this life... He... this time...
I haven't had time to get my driver's license.
The curly hair behind Hu Shaofeng also approached. Seeing that he was obviously surprised, he leaned over to confirm it.
Lin Jingzhe wanted to gouge out those eyes.