At four o'clock in the morning that night, Xu Qiao sat in the toll booth, looking at the empty road outside the window, and sighed out of lovelessness.
She doesn't go to the "mountain", so she can only wait here for the "mountain" to come, but when she is looking forward to seeing it, not to mention Pagani, a million-class car has not passed by.
She sat bored and bored, and began to recall the details of last night for the eighteenth time.
Thinking about it carefully, in fact, her appearance was at a low point at that time.
No one except her family and Zhu Li knew about her charging in Xinglin Bay. One is that she is afraid of encountering acquaintances here and being recognized as embarrassing, and the other is that she is afraid of encountering low-quality drivers who will do things wrong, so she only puts on a low-key base makeup at work, which is completely different from the delicate style that she used to show in public.
And last night, because she cried a lot, she even took off her base makeup. Completely pure makeup, the eyes are swollen into walnuts.
Based on such an analysis, Mr. Pagani's tenderness is not just out of humanitarian sympathy, right? Xu Qiao was discouraged, blinked her sore eyes, and glanced boredly at the next crossing.
Feng Sasa is on duty over there. Probably no one will change shifts with her tonight, so the legendary "rich family" had to do it himself.
Noticing Xu Qiao's gaze, Feng Sasa looked at her inexplicably, her eyes were so noble that they seemed to be desecrated.
Xu Qiao looked away expressionlessly.
If it weren't for her father not allowing her to cause trouble here, she would be able to piss off ten people in one breath without panting or dirty.
The two had just returned to their positions when a burst of engine roar from far to near suddenly broke the dead silence.
The sound was like a thunderbolt in Xu Qiao's ears. Three seconds later, she saw a blue and black Pagani appearing in front of her, slowing down all the way to the toll booth.
The adrenaline in Xu Qiao's body had just soared, but in a blink of an eye, the whole person fell into an ice cellar again.
Because she watched helplessly as Pagani drove into the next crossing.
Looking at Feng Sasa, whose eyes were bright like wolves, she quickly realized the problem: she took Feng Sasa's shift last night and sat in the toll booth.
Cheng Lang glanced at Feng Sasa who was smiling, then rolled down the passenger window, and turned his head to Xu Qiao who was next door.
The eyes of the two met through the strong glass of the toll booth, and Cheng Lang turned his head back in just a moment.
twisted back
Yes.
Xu Qiao even saw that when he handed the access card to Feng Sasha, he had the same gentle smile on his face as last night.
Then Feng Sasa made a "phone" gesture to him, as if secretly hinting at him to exchange contact information.
Xu Qiao laughed angrily, but she didn't expect that something even worse was yet to come.
Her Mr. Pagani actually took out a navy blue pocket square of the same style from the glove box, carefully wrote something on it with a pen, and handed it to Feng Sasa.
Wholesale
Xu Qiao watched Pagani drive away from the late-night dating scene with dumbfounded eyes, the broken hair on his forehead was blown out.
She couldn't sit still, and told the team leader on the walkie-talkie that she was going to the bathroom, but she heard a reply from the other side: "There is no one here, wait a moment."
Xu Qiao turned her head, only to find that the toll booth next door was empty.
These girls, even want to cut her beard in the bathroom
She slapped the table with her palm, "Ouch", lowered her head and blew on her hand in distress.
The team leader's voice came again from the walkie-talkie: "What are you doing? Feng Sasa's violation of discipline just now needs to be dealt with seriously, and you should also pay attention to discipline, or else you won't be able to eat and walk around!"
Xu Qiao was so angry that her bulging temples hurt so badly that she couldn't even speak, so she had to hold her forehead and take a deep breath.
For ten minutes, Feng Sasha did not come back.
Fifteen minutes later, Feng Sasha still didn't come back.
Xu Qiao gritted her teeth.
Shouldn't it be you and me as soon as you get the number? Do these two people have common sense? Don't they know that you can't make a phone call while driving
Twenty minutes later, Feng Sasha finally appeared, with a haughty face, and slammed the door of the toll booth, making such a big noise that she wanted to let the whole world know that she didn't care if she could keep her job or not, anyway, she caught the toll booth. Gold turtle son-in-law.
After typing the report again, Xu Qiao left the toll booth angrily and walked towards the rest area.
She thought she was holding on to a life-saving straw, Haikou even boasted to her father, now it's all over, where can I find a substitute player.
She walked into the female guard's cubicle listlessly, and paused when she glanced at the wastebasket in the corner.
The familiar pocket towel was lying awkwardly in the pile of tissues at this moment.
Although it was wholesaled by the man, isn't it too hasty to just throw away the token of love after saving the number
Xu Qiao narrowed her eyes and glanced in, vaguely recognizing the word "Sorry" written on the pocket square.
She froze for a moment, recalling Mr. Pagani's writing action just now. The time he spent seemed to be more than just writing a string of mobile phone numbers.
Xu Qiao bent down, tilted her head to examine carefully, and recognized the words "you are beautiful".
Is "You're beautiful" something that needs to be "sorry"
Xu Qiao wanted to get closer, when suddenly a gust of cold wind passed through the gap in the compartment, bringing an indescribably drunken breath, she backed up a few steps dizzily, held her nose and rushed out the door.
Before leaving, there was another meal—hey, but I'm really curious.
The left and right feet fought three times, and a minute later, Xu Qiao put a thick stack of paper towels in her hand, took the pocket towel out of the trash can with difficulty, and spread it on the ground.
The sloppy words were finally complete: Sorry, you are very beautiful, but I like reserved girls, I wish you a better fate.
Did not say "no" on the spot, perhaps to save the woman's face at that time. This Mr. Pagani turned out to be such a considerate man who refused even
She didn't do such a disgusting thing for nothing!
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Xu Qiao, who returned to the toll booth, looked like a valiant and high-spirited fighter, and then looked at the sullen Feng Sasa next door, and her mood became even happier.
Feng Sasha obviously guessed what Xu Qiao had discovered, regretted being careless in a fit of anger, and kept staring at her fiercely, as if trying to silence her.
Xu Qiao looked ahead and smiled calmly, then her smile froze.
The familiar roar sounded again, and the blue-black Pagani, at the darkest moment before dawn, staged the scene an hour ago again.
But this time, he drove the car into her crossing without any mistakes.
Xu Qiao said to herself with dumbfounded eyes: "Why are you back again..."
Cheng Lang handed her the access card and a red note as usual, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say goodbye last night? Then we must see you again."
So he purposely took another lap on the highway, just for her words "I wish you a safe journey, goodbye"
Under such naked overtures, Xu Qiao almost blurted out to ask him if he wanted her phone number. When the words came to his lips, remembering that he liked reserved girls, he swallowed them again, and honestly took the access card and money.
"I'm just kidding." Seeing her hesitant to speak and provocative expression, Cheng Lang changed his words, "Recently I've been jet-lagged and can't sleep, let's go around again."
"Oh, that's right, then you came late today."
Naturally, there was a reason for the late arrival. I had two drinks at my cousin's birthday party, and I didn't have enough time to drive. But Cheng Lang didn't explain, and smiled and said, "It's not too late, you haven't got off work yet."
Xu Qiao paused as she tapped the keyboard, as if she couldn't understand his implication: "We don't get off work until eight o'clock in the morning."
"In the wilderness, how do you get home after get off work?"
"Take a taxi."
"Not very safe." Cheng Lang frowned.
This frown is so frowned, it has the taste of sending her home.
"Then..." Xu Qiao groped for the change in his hands, and locked him tightly out of the corner of his eye.
"Then?" Cheng Lang turned his head to look at her, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and waited patiently for her next words.