52. Unproductive
Soon, Zheng Xiujing packed up her belongings, picked up her small bag, and said goodbye to Jiang Zhihao.
After sending off the only guest today, Jiang Zhihao also began to prepare the power supply in the store, cleaned the hall briefly, and locked the door.
However, he had just reached the elevator entrance when he found that the elevator had automatically come to the floor where he was.
And in the next second, Zheng Xiujing, who was supposed to leave, suddenly appeared inside the elevator.
Looking at Zheng Xiujing, who was a little embarrassed, Jiang Zhihao was a little surprised.
"Did you forget something in the store?"
While speaking, Jiang Zhihao turned around and prepared to help the girl open the door.
However, the reason why Zheng Xiujing appeared here again is obviously not because of this.
"Oh ni! no!"
"Uh? What's wrong with that?"
Zheng Xiujing looked down at the floor embarrassedly, and her voice was a little small.
"That. . . Can you trouble Jiang Zhihao Xi to help me reverse the car?"
"Ahh ”
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To be honest, it's a bit stressful to have a new driver's license flip out a car that's stuck in the middle of two cars.
What's more, it hasn't been two months since this newcomer got his driver's license.
Originally, I was going to practice it today, but who would have thought that I would encounter this situation.
Jiang Zhihao looked at Zheng Xiujing's car in front of him, which was sandwiched between two cars, with a funny face, and reached out to take the key handed by the girl.
Although he is not a veteran driver, he can still be regarded as comfortable in dealing with this situation.
Jiang Zhihao walked into the car sideways and skillfully started the car.
Listening to the roar of her car, Zheng Xiujing took a step back a little nervously, and at the same time watched out for the corners everywhere.
The underground garage is still relatively easy to be secretly photographed, and if she is photographed by the media in the underground garage with a man late at night, I am afraid that there will be a lot of strange reports tomorrow.
Soon, under Jiang Zhihao's skillful driving skills, Zheng Xiujing's car easily poured out of that crack.
Jiang Zhihao parked the car steadily, turned off the engine, got out of the car, and handed the car keys to the girl.
The corners of Zheng Xiujing's mouth twitched, why did Jiang Zhihao turn off the fire.
But after seeing that the other party is really helpful to herself, the girl doesn't care.
"Thank you. ”
"It's okay, be careful on the road. ”
Jiang Zhihao nodded, and turned around and left very handsomely.
Then he hid in a small corner.
After the roar of Zheng Xiujing's car became farther and farther away, Jiang Zhihao breathed a sigh of relief, cautiously walked to one of the cars that had clamped Zheng Xiujing's car just now, took out his car key and poked the car door open.
Well.. He is one of the culprits who killed Zheng Xiujing who couldn't reverse the car by herself.
As for why he didn't take the initiative to explain to Zheng Xiujing just now.
On the one hand, it's because I'm a little embarrassed.
On the other hand, it is naturally Jiang Zhihao's damn machismo.
After all, a 13-year-old girl who is younger than him can afford to drive a luxury car that looks like it's worth a lot of money.
His little broken scooter. It's really a bit out of reach.
It's still a bit embarrassing.。。
Jiang Zhihao sat in the driver's seat, touched his steering wheel helplessly, and smiled self-deprecatingly.
Recently, there have been too many rich artists in contact, and he has actually forgotten that his current self is actually no different from a poor bastard.
If it weren't for Park Chulong pulling him hard and giving him a place to live. I'm afraid that the money he saved can't even pay the security deposit for renting an apartment.
Not to mention taking out any more money to buy a car.
He started the car and felt the bumps as it started.
When driving Zheng Xiujing's car just now, he didn't feel the slightest bump caused by the vibration.
Is this the difference between a luxury car and a regular scooter?
Jiang Zhihao rubbed the matte texture of his steering wheel and started the vehicle lightly.
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By the time I got home, it was already late at night and it was nearly nine o'clock.
Park Chulong is also the same as he said yesterday, living in the dormitory today.
In other words, Jiang Zhihao is the only one left in the family now.
Since there is only himself, Jiang Zhihao's choice of dinner is much simpler.
Remove a bowl of cup noodles from the cupboard and turn the kettle on again.
Of course, it's definitely not realistic to just eat instant noodles, and there are plenty of side dishes in the refrigerator that you can use to match.
Most of these side dishes are prepared by Park Chulong herself, and the girl likes to prepare her own dishes.
Like ordinary kimchi and the like, I have a lot of them at home.
While waiting for the hot water to boil, Jiang Zhihao turned on the TV with the remote control, and casually found a variety show and watched it.
However, just after two glances, the mobile phone on the table rang.
It was none other than Park Chulong, who was living in the dormitory at this time.
And the purpose of Park Chulong's call.
"Oppa, are you off work?"
"Well, what's wrong?"
"What do you eat at night? You're not going to eat ramen, are you?"
A trace of cold sweat dripped from Jiang Zhihao's forehead, and he stood up in a panic and searched for it randomly.
He wondered if the girl had installed surveillance at home.
In fact, it is normal for Park Chulong to guess.
After she and Jiang Zhihao met, Jiang Zhihao talked to her about some interesting stories that happened in prison.
Among them, there is naturally Jiang Zhihao who likes to eat ramen very much.
You know, ramen noodles are usually chewed dry.
Jiang Zhihao has no access to hot water at all, and the only opportunity to contact hot water is mainly to take a hot shower once a week.
And that water temperature is definitely not good for instant noodles.
So, in the thirteen years he was in prison, Jiang Zhihao's chances of eating ramen can be counted on one hand.
Now that he is out of prison, Jiang Zhihao's expectations are broken.
"No, I don't. I didn't eat ramen. ”
"yes, what did oppa eat?"
"I ate out and came back. ”
"Ah, that's good, I thought you'd have to make do with ramen again. ”
Jiang Zhihao wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled awkwardly.
"How could it be. ”
"I may not be able to go back for the next period of time, is it okay for OPPA to be himself?"
Jiang Zhihao was stunned for a moment, looking unhappy.
"Ah, what kind of child am I, I'm oppa, Park Chulong. ”
"Come on, what kind of oppa is an oppa who secretly eats ramen behind my sister's back. ”
Jiang Zhihao gritted his teeth angrily, but there was no reason to refute this girl.
After all, what the other party said is also true.,At this time, he was indeed secretly eating ramen behind the girl's back.。。
It's a shame.
"Alright, is there anything else?"
"What's the matter, Wuli Zhihao Oppa was poked by his sister and was embarrassed and angry?"
The female voice on the other side of the phone sounded very soft and cute, but the words in her words were like a sharp knife, which hit Jiang Zhihao's key point in one fell swoop.
He smiled gloomily.
Since when did this girl start to have a habit of poisonous tongue.
At first, it was fine, but now he found that this girl's mouth is getting more and more poisonous.
And he complained fiercely with that milky voice.
He couldn't even refute it.
Aggrieved.