Yu Ren didn't have time to think about it, and while watching the surveillance, he commanded more precisely.
Lu Mian was 100% at ease with him, she didn't need to think at all, and just focused on implementing Yu Ren's route arrangement.
"At the small intersection 300 meters ahead, there are two detour locomotives, which will appear in five seconds."
"There are only two seconds left on the green light, turn left into the tunnel."
"Two-thirds of the locomotive has been thrown away, and the next roundabout will go around three times, and enter the auxiliary road at the southeast intersection..."
Yu Ren's voice reached Lu Mian through the earphones.
Lu Mian looked calm and was only responsible for execution. Just like the relationship between a racing driver and a navigator, entrusted wholeheartedly.
The three people in the car also heard Lu Mian calling. Although they didn't know the girl's identity, they were completely convinced by her now. Every time they thought they were about to crash, she always managed to resolve it safely. Every time they think there is no way out, she will always make a difference.
She is not a boss, but a father!
Anyway, apart from Mrs. Wang screaming uncontrollably in the car, the driver and Liang Xueyan covered their mouths, trying not to disturb her.
But Lu Mian herself didn't feel tense at all, and occasionally smiled and chatted with the person on the other side of the phone.
"Shuai Yu, the air here in Hongcheng is quite fresh..."
Three people: ...
Give your dad a knee.
—
Xiao Qimo here is sitting in the car, holding a document in his hand, flipping through it slowly.
Mo Si, the co-pilot in the front seat, couldn't sit still. While looking at the time, he gave instructions to the driver.
"Master, please hurry up, we have an important meeting at ten o'clock. If you arrive late, it will have a bad influence and you will miss the important meeting content. In case they tell something secret behind my master's back, don't tell my master , then..."
He babbled.
"Cough." There was a cold cough from behind, which seemed to be disgusting.
Mo Si immediately covered his mouth and stopped arguing.
"I want to go fast too, but the road conditions don't allow it." The driver master knew that there was an untouchable man sitting behind him, and said in a bitter tone, "The two gentlemen don't know that the traffic jam in Hongcheng is quite serious. At this time of day, it would be nice to be able to drive it. No matter how fast it is, it’s really impossible.”
Mo Si shook his head and wanted to talk again, when suddenly something flew past him, the speed was so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He was taken aback for a moment, then straightened up and searched everywhere, only to find—
A local taxi in front is galloping on this not-so-clear road at a speed of racing. Overtaking, blocking, and edging, seamless without drilling, penetrating into every hole, like a flexible fish, swimming in the sea of cars.
Fuck!
Mo Si became excited in an instant, pointed to the front and said excitedly: "Master, how is it impossible! Look at him! Come on, it's so cool! You are also a taxi driver, why is there such a big gap!"
The driver was shocked and added a question mark: It seems to be the car of my colleague Lao Fang...
Mo Si met something he was interested in, and turned around to look at Xiao Qimo in the back row: "Master, did you see that car just now? It's amazing! The car skills are solid! Just now, it's just a little bit worse." Si'er hit me!"
Xiao Qimo's mind didn't seem to be here, he hummed lightly and didn't look up.
"Grandpa, take a look and you won't see it right away! It's really handsome! I guess the driver must be a retired racing driver, so steady!"
Driver: When did Lao Fang become a retired racing driver
Ink strontium strong Amway.
In exchange for the cold and calm eyes of the man in the back seat, there is still some unknown complexity hidden in his eyes.
"Grandpa..."
Xiao Qimo finally had a response, paused his fingers turning the page, and said lightly: "Tell Mo Ni, let him report the news to you once in two hours."
"what news?"
The man's calm facial features were stained with gentleness, and he pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, "News from Mrs. Xiao in the future."