In cities by the sea, there is always abundant rain.
The weather is changeable.
Just now we could see the sun, but within a short while, a heavy rain came.
Neil Badercoore was sitting in the cab, the car was started, and the wipers were working hard.
He is a taxi driver, and he still insists on working in such bad weather. This is simply a rare example among Spanish working people, and he can be called a model worker.
Don't make a fuss. Although the weather is bad, this is an opportunity for taxi drivers to make money. However, Spaniards under the warm sunshine of the Iberian Peninsula are generally lazy. They like to find various reasons for themselves to slow down work. If the weather is bad, take a rest.
, being sick, taking a rest, or even being in a bad mood are all reasons why some slackers don't work hard.
Therefore, Neil Badercoore can be regarded as a very diligent taxi driver.
He greatly praised his performance, as if the team's victory was all due to his son, and he continued to verbally criticize the head coach of Sporting Gijon's B team, and kept hinting that his precious son wanted to leave here.
This is the third day since the match between Sporting Gijon's b team and Orlens.
Baderkure turned off the radio irritably. He was now particularly annoyed with Mr. Parada.
Unlike some of his companions, although he thinks Parada is a good player, he is not blind. Parada's performance in that game was okay, but the performance of other players was not bad either. Sporting Gijon played
It has been the best game in the past two months and even this season.
What is the reason for this?!
Badercoure believes that the head coach, the Chinese, deserves credit.
He said good things for Li Ang, saying that he was a good coach, that winning games were attributed to the coach, and that Parada should learn to respect the coach.
Unfortunately, his words did not win the support of his companions. Everyone ridiculed him, asking whether he was addicted to buying cheap Chinese goods.
These bastards.
This requires the efforts of the entire team, and the coach's role in this is critical.
Obviously, the Chinese's coaching debut at Sporting Gijon was very successful, and this is the result.
Just because of certain prejudices against China or Chinese football, and because Parada's father keeps jumping around there, the vast majority of Sporting Gijon fans are on the side of Parada, a talented new star.
, they maintain a hostile attitude towards the Chinese coach.
Baderkure lit up a cigarette and felt happy. Why should he worry about these things? It would be serious to get more business and earn two more dollars.
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His car was parked on the side of the road, facing the gate of FedEx, and he was waiting here. FedEx was relatively remote, even buses ran every two hours, and taxis rarely came here.
However, Badercoure knew that this was a good place to get work. Thanks to Gijon's changeable weather and the remoteness of this place, he often met many people who were trapped here and needed to call a taxi.
The unlucky guy.
"There is someone hailing a cab near the FedEx headquarters. Is there anyone nearby?" a voice came from the internal channel.
"No!"
"Hey, who's going to that damn place?"
"It's too far, I won't go."
"Haha, that's right, Hardy, let's go have a drink. We have a rest in the afternoon due to the weather."
Listening to the voice on the channel, Baderkure smiled, "I'm nearby! Okay, guys, the task of rescuing that unfortunate guy is up to me."
"Ha, Neil, it's you again."
"Neal, there is no endless work. Enjoy life."
"Come on, Neil, ignore that unfortunate guy and let's go have a drink. My treat."
"Guys, have fun. I'm going to get to work." Badercoure turned off the channel's call track.
He stepped on the accelerator and parked the car at the gate of FedEx. At the same time, he turned on the double jump lights and sounded the horn to draw the attention of the unlucky guy trapped here.
Who will be the unlucky guy today?
Which country?
Japanese?
French?
Italian?!
Don't be surprised. The headquarters of FedEx is the international parcel collection office. Only foreigners come here. In the eyes of Bader Kure, they are unlucky sheep.
Then, he saw the unlucky guy appear.
A very embarrassed guy, dragging a large package, stood at the door and looked around.
Because the rain was so heavy, he couldn't see the person clearly and couldn't tell which country he was from.
Bahba.
Baderkure sounded the horn to remind this person.
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Damn weather!
Li Ang dragged the package and stood at the gate, looking at the pounding rain and cursing.
His family sent him some treasures, including stuff that made him drool, including Laoganma hot sauce, mustard shreds, alcoholic peanuts, dried radish pickled at home, and some seasonings for making pickled fish. This made him
Leon, who had had enough of Spanish food, shouted long live.
He came here to pick up the package.
The weather was sunny when he arrived. Thanks to the generally low work efficiency in Spain, he worked for a while to receive the package. When he came out, he saw the heavy rain.
Li Ang waited for a while but saw that the rain hadn't stopped, and he didn't bring an umbrella. It was nearly a kilometer away from the bus stop. What's more, with the lazy style of the Spanish, it was estimated that the bus with a two-hour interval would be able to come here this afternoon.
A trip would be good.
Li Ang didn't expect the bus anyway, so he called a taxi. At the same time, he was praying that a diligent taxi driver would be willing to come to this remote ghost place in this rainy weather.
After the game against Orlens the day before yesterday, Mr. Chairman invited him to have dinner.
Mr. Chairman praised him greatly and said that he had not misjudged the person.
Li Ang knew that a victory in the Spanish League C 1 would not be enough to invite Mr. Chairman to treat him. On the one hand, the chairman was very interested in the plan he proposed before, and on the other hand, he should pay homage to the chairman of Orlens.
Sir, it seems that the chairman of Olens made Mr. Arango very angry. That's why he is so happy after winning.
Li Ang thanked Mr. Chairman for his warm hospitality, reported to him the progress of the plan, and said that he would continue to work hard and was confident that he would lead Sporting Gijon's b team to achieve good results.
Mr. Chairman was very pleased with his statement.
To be honest, those sumptuous Spanish dishes are really good. They are the top Spanish dishes and are worth a lot of money. They are naturally very different from ordinary restaurants.
Li Ang ate very happily, but considering his wallet, he could not afford those top-notch meals.
Fortunately, these treasures sent to him from home can satisfy his cravings and satisfy the needs of his taste buds and stomach.
God bless.
The taxi-hailing system just called him back, and there was a taxi nearby.
Just as he was looking around, he heard the sound of a horn, and then through the heavy rain, he saw a car parked not far from the door with its double jump lights on.
Really no sense of service.
Seeing that the taxi driver was just sitting in the car and showed no intention of coming out to help him get his luggage or open the trunk, Li Ang couldn't help but complain.
He gritted his teeth and rushed directly into the heavy rain. He quickly opened the trunk of the car, put the package in, then quickly opened the door and got in.
"Hey, man, be careful with the water on you, don't get my car seat wet." Baderkure complained and yelled, turning his head, and then he froze, staring at someone who was in a state of embarrassment.
Guy fixing wet hair looks.
"You are -" Bader Kure, "Wow! You are Li! You are Li!" he screamed.
Li Ang was a little confused. Was he recognized? He was so famous? He could be recognized even if he was a taxi?!
This embarrassed guy was actually a little happy at this time.
