Turn around and put the express package into your duty booth.
"Uncle Zhang."
A black BMW sedan with "angel eye" headlights was parked in front of the electric barrier. A girl in a white cotton skirt pressed the window and whispered hello.
"It's Miaomiao. Did the interview go well today?"
When security guard Lao Zhang turned around and saw the girl in the car, he grinned kindly as if he were looking at his granddaughter.
This girl's family is in the entertainment industry, involved in movies, music, games, art and other fields. She has extensive resources and connections, otherwise she wouldn't be able to afford the largest single-family villa in California.
But she has a good temper and doesn't have the unruly temperament of other wealthy ladies. Occasionally, she will take the initiative to say hello to the neighbors she meets on the street when she is seen wearing sportswear and going out for a morning run. She is a good girl with a kind heart and a willingness to help others.
"The interview was not satisfactory."
Hearing Uncle Zhang's kind question, Liu Miaomiao would inevitably have a look of frustration on her face. If Senior Aki hadn't told the truth straight to the point, she wouldn't have gone home at this time.
"It's okay, there aren't so many things in this world that are smooth sailing. Look at me, when I was a forest ranger, I was poisoned by poisonous insects and wild beasts in the mountains and became ill. Now that I'm old, I can look at my post here. It's not that cool and comfortable."
.If you look at it more openly, the difficulty will no longer be difficult.”
When Lao Zhang heard the girl say this, he quickly comforted her, as if he was coaxing his granddaughter.
Not everyone is dazzling, but ordinary people can also be the protagonists of their own lives. Just like he felt that the girl in front of him was already good enough, so there was no need to put too much pressure on himself.
The regret on Liu Miaomiao's face also faded, she hummed hard, and then tried to make herself laugh. "Uncle, thank you for your enlightenment."
"What are you holding in your hand? It looks weird."
Liu Miaomiao stared at the cardboard box in the uncle's hand with some curiosity.
"It's a courier from the owner, please let me sign for it first," the uncle replied.
"Which phase does he live in?"
"Well, let me take a look." Lao Zhang bent over and read the words on the carton carefully.
"Building D, Phase 2, Mr. Lin." Lao Zhang always felt that he was familiar.
"My home is also in the second phase, so it's close. Why don't you give the express to my driver, and I'll help you deliver it to the owner."
Liu Miaomiao said with a smile.
"Oh, that's good. I'm sorry to trouble you, Miaomiao."
Lao Zhang suddenly thought about it and handed the express parcel to the middle-aged driver in uniform and white gloves who was getting out of the car to pick up the carton.
The fully automatic lifting rod was raised, and the black BMW's headlights were turned on again. The middle-aged man couldn't help but smack his lips and sighed as he watched the car leave.
"A girl like this, who has a rich family, is beautiful, and has a kind heart, will never know which brat she will take advantage of in the future."
"It's broken, let me tell you why the address of the villa in Building D of Phase 2 sounds so familiar. Isn't this the home of the grumpy young man I met a few nights ago?
If I had known better, I would not have let Miaomiao help him. That guy is a bad guy, and Miaomiao should not be allowed to come into contact with such a boy." Security guard Zhang, who finally remembered, knocked his head and walked back with a little annoyance.
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Lee's Heavy Industries, Rooftop
A young man in a crisp suit sat by the low wall without any protection, looking at the entire seaside against the strong wind from high altitude. There were a few cans of beer scattered beside him.
"Hey, isn't this the newly appointed captain of Captain Zhen? As the saying goes, a new officer takes up his post with three things in mind, so why do you have the time to drink here and wear a nondescript bandage?"
The sound that Si Yao could confirm without turning around came from behind. A strong young man with a black leather jacket and light blue jeans, wearing high-top Martin boots, had his hair tied into a pigtail, and was holding SHOEI's black and red motorcycle.
The helmet walked lightly, and a kite turned over and crossed the protective fence and sat firmly next to Si Yao.
One hundred meters in the air hangs under his feet. Looking down from this angle, the passers-by walking on the street are as small as ants.
"Okay, isn't it the first time you perform a mission as a captain and you get off to a bad start? If you feel ashamed, use the blood of the enemy to wash away the shame of the past."
Zhou Chen carelessly reached out to pick up the beer can next to him, opened it and took a sip regardless of Si Yaotong's objection.
"Can that person come back to life after death?"
The words of the young man in a suit suddenly stopped Zhou Chen.
"Why do you think there are always such idiots in the world, who insist on becoming desperadoes like us even though they still have concerns in their hearts, and who dare to take risks without having the consciousness to die at any moment? It doesn't matter that I am a bastard and die.
I have to leave a burden." Si Yao couldn't help complaining.
"What's the burden? Is the task not finished yet? Do you want to do it too?" Si Yao was always speechless when the brash man with bulging chest muscles spoke.
He once strongly protested and kicked this guy out of the young master's personal guard, which could literally lower the average IQ level of a team to below zero.
Especially since they also have a foodie and cute group pet in their team.
"So I say people have to find some hobbies for themselves. Once you stop, you will start to think wildly. Look at you, you are either in the team of bad guys going on missions or sitting on the rooftop in a daze all day long."
"Is this your reason for missing work to attend the motorcycle track championship in Marina?"
"Oh, you also saw me running away and the first time I came back, it was really not worth mentioning.
A small trophy doesn't even deserve to go into the display cabinet in my room.
To be honest, I have been coveting the Ecosse ES1spirit in the master's garage for a long time. I don't know what it feels like to drive it, and whether it is really as fast as the designer said. Next time, please cooperate with me and ask the master to lend me the key."
When talking about motorcycles, Zhou Chen immediately became excited. So when Si Yao was about to die, he thought that this guy must not receive the death pension. Just his hobby of collecting and modifying motorcycles was enough to burn money.
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"No, it's just that someone from the group office called me just now to ask why you were not there when the company held an internal meeting. I reported it truthfully, so they plan to deduct your bonus this month to see the consequences. If you continue to be absent from work at the end of the year,
Don’t even think about winning the prize.”
"...beast!"
Zhou Chen, who originally pretended to be trying to comfort Si Yao, but was actually drinking his beer heartily, turned blue when he heard these words. He crushed the aluminum tin can with his big, thick-boned hands, causing wine foam to splash everywhere.
It was only then that Si Yao laughed out loud, so people's happiness must be based on the pain of others. Especially old enemies.
"Okay, the task I am responsible for following up is not over yet. I know that you have invested all your money in motorcycles. If you don't want to drink the northwest wind this year, please work with me to make things more beautiful."
"If you dare to kill people unscrupulously on the orthodox territory, you really think we are clay sculptures."
Si Yao's eyebrows were as sharp as an unsheathed sword. In his mind, the scene of the man in black robe with a white face and a green ear mask killing Du Lei with a knife in front of him was still vivid in his mind.
The young man pointed his fingers across the sky above the rooftop, and his fingers almost turned into afterimages like scissors.
Word Spirit·Instant, six times the speed increase.