Turn around and put the express package into your duty box.
"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?"
Security guard Lao Zhang turned around and saw the girl in the car, grinning kindly as if he were looking at his granddaughter.
This girl's family is in the entertainment industry, involved in film, music, games, art and other fields. She has a wide range of resources and connections, otherwise she would not 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 eldest ladies. Occasionally, she will take the initiative to say hello to the neighbors she meets on the street when she is seen out for a morning jog wearing a sportswear. She is a good girl who is kind-hearted and willing to help others.
"The interview was not satisfactory."
Hearing Uncle Zhang's kind question, Liu Miaomiao's face would inevitably show a look of frustration. If Aki-senpai hadn't told the truth straight to the point, she wouldn't have gone home at this time.
"It's okay, 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 harmed by poisonous insects and beasts in the mountains and became ill. Now that I'm getting old, I can look at my post here. I feel relaxed and relaxed." .If you look at it more broadly, the difficulty is no longer 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. It's like he feels that the girl in front of him is good enough and there is no need to put too much pressure on himself.
The regret on Liu Miaomiao's face also faded, she hummed hard, and then tried her best to 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."
"No, I'm just going to 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 earlier, I wouldn't have let Miaomiao help. That guy is a bad boy, Miaomiao should not be allowed to come into contact with such a boy. "The security guard Lao Zhang, who finally remembered, hit his head and walked back with a little annoyance.
Lee's Heavy Industries, Rooftop
A young man in a crisp suit sat by a 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? He's also wearing a nondescript bandage."
The voice 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 with his hair tied into a pigtail, was holding SHOEI's black and red motorcycle in his hand. The helmet walked lightly, and a kite turned over and crossed the protective fence to sit 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, doesn't it mean that your first mission as captain got off to a bad start? If you feel ashamed, use the blood of your enemies 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 care about each other, 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 together?" 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 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.
"That's why I say people should find some hobbies for themselves. Once they stop, they will start thinking wildly. Look at you, you are either spending the whole day in a team of bad guys going on missions or sitting on the rooftop in a daze."
"Is this your reason for missing work to participate in the motorcycle track championship in Marina?"
"Oh, you also saw me running away the first time I came back, it's 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 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 young 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. .
"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 sipping 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.
Only then did Si Yao laugh 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 you have invested all your money in motorcycles. If you don't want to drink the northwest wind this year, 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, almost turning into an afterimage like a knife.
Word Spirit·Instant, six times the speed increase.
