The night in the city sometimes doesn't deepen over time.

For example, in the magic capital, when the night goes by, when it should be deep, with the neon lights of the street lights of the buildings in various blocks, it is brighter and more brilliant than in the evening, and even the sky seems hazy.

Of course, this is not the case in every place, like some narrow alleys, old neighborhoods, or um...... There are still a lot of dim corners in parking lots and the like.

Wang Ping really couldn't stay in the car, and the spirit guy was extremely unenergetic.

The main reason is that the atmosphere is too depressing, and the black aura is rich.

Chen Cheng's face had already turned into thick ink that could not be dissolved, and even Zhao Xiaoyun just glanced at his mobile phone, and he was reprimanded by her.

Silently stuffed the mobile phone he had just taken out again, and a driver glanced at the side of the car with his eyes, wondering if he could go out and smoke a cigarette.

The reason why they stopped here was not because they had any bad taste for onlookers, but because they were just guarding against reporters who couldn't open their eyes from approaching. If this matter spreads, Xiao Gu has nothing to do, and Xia Wanqing's fun will be big.

But it was only a matter of hesitation, and in less than twenty minutes, I heard the sound of the car door behind me. After a while, Xia Wanqing, who was walking out with her head down, appeared in everyone's field of vision, but Gu Qianchuan did not get out of the car.

"Humph!"

Chen Cheng snorted coldly, hurriedly got out of the car to greet him, and glared at Wang Ping before leaving, making the latter inexplicable.

Xiao Gu did a good thing, glaring at me dry hair?

Since Gu Qianchuan didn't show up, the others didn't rush to get out of the car. When Chen Cheng and the two converged, Xia Wanqing walked out of the parking lot, and not far away, they faintly heard the sound of dispute. Words like "why don't you discuss with me" and "what if there is a reporter" float in, but I can't really hear it.

Wang Ping was a little surprised, and thought that Chen Cheng was angry about Xia Wanqing's behavior, but why did it sound like it wasn't?

Subconsciously put his ear close to the car window, and was holding his breath and concentrating, the mobile phone suddenly rang, almost scaring him out of the heart attack. I swept left and right with a weak heart before picking up the phone.

"Give the car to Lao Li, you come and drive my car!"

In the earpiece, the voice of a rich second generation is sluggish and weak.

Wang Ping didn't dare to delay, hurriedly got out of the car and went to the back to greet Li Xu, and then trotted to Aston Martin in the corner.

When he got closer, he found that the window was open, and Xiao Gu leaned on the co-pilot and looked directly at the front of the car, with no sadness or joy on his face. It's like a meditative sage, and I don't know what I'm thinking.

Wang Ping went around to the driver's seat to open the door, subconsciously glanced at it before entering, and even shrugged his nose.

Well, a faint smell of perfume, nothing unusual. The seats are not reclined, and the car looks clean and has the smell of a new car. Reached out and touched the seat, too...... Dry, no water stains.

"What are you studying?"

Looking up, Gu Qianchuan was looking at him with a slanted face, and his eyes seemed to be full of murderous aura.

"Ah~ No, nothing ......"

Feeling that a certain rich second generation seemed to be a little unhappy, Wang Ping hurriedly restrained his expression, sat in honestly, and skillfully ignited.

"Brother Chuan, shall we go home?"

Cautiously asked, Gu Qianchuan seemed to be pondering, and said after a while: "Hmm, let's go to Tianping Road!"

Tianping Road is Gu Qianchuan's nearest new stronghold.

The community where Yu Wenmeng lived before was directly surrendered by him on the grounds that it was unsafe, and at the same time asked Su Yue to rent an independent garden house with a courtyard in the bungalow area of Tianping Road in his name, and directly let Yu Wenmeng move in.

In the past few days, except for yesterday, when Lao Gu was at home, he went back to have a meal with his parents, and he usually soaked in Yuwenmeng's side, and he didn't go back at night. It's quite a bit of a small couple living a life.

"Okay!"

Wang Ping nodded, turned the car around and drove out of the parking lot. When he was on the elevated road, he was silent, and suddenly a hand reached out beside him.

"Give me a cigarette!"

Gu Qianchuan usually does not smoke, and he also forbids others to smoke in front of him.

First, although he can smoke, he doesn't have a craving for smoking, and secondly, it is to protect his throat.

In order to keep their voices clear and clean, many singers usually avoid a lot of things, let alone tobacco and alcohol. Although Gu Qianchuan is not so exaggerated, things like cigarettes that obviously damage his throat can still be avoided.

But now, inexplicably, he suddenly wanted to smoke one.

"Uh......"

Wang Ping hesitated for a few seconds before taking out a box of ten yuan of red gold from his jacket pocket and handing it over. The latter took the cigarette case and looked at it for two seconds, and when he took out one and lit it, he crumpled the cigarette case and threw it on the dashboard.

"Wait a minute, let Su Yue buy you two Heavenly Leaves, and let her buy them after you finish drawing!"

"This ......"

Wang Ping was stunned at first, and only after recalling it for a long time did he vaguely remember that Lao Gu seemed to be smoking this brand. However, when he saw Gu Qianchuan light the cigarette, he was choked and rolled his eyes after only one puff, so he swallowed the words "too expensive" in his mouth.

"Tsk~ If one box a day is pumped fast enough, wouldn't it be a year to draw out a house in a third-tier city......?

Wang Ping is secretly calculating strange math problems here, and he is also entangled in whether he is doing it right, whether housing prices will rise, and so on. Before he could get an accurate answer, he was interrupted by Gu Qianchuan.

"Ask you a question!"

The latter's cigarette was only half-smoked and then pressed into the ashtray, raising his hand to fan the smell of smoke in front of him, and his voice was unmistakable.

Wang Ping sat up straight, and without waiting to turn his head, he listened to him continue: "You ...... Ahem, that's what it takes, how long is it?"

Anyway, you're a boss, is it really good to talk to the driver about such a hot topic?

Wang Ping tugged at the corners of his mouth, his cheeks shook for a few seconds, and he didn't know how to answer.

Tell the truth?

If there is so much more than the answer that a rich second generation is looking forward to, will he be annoyed and angry?

But if you deliberately tell a lie......

Thinking of the difficult time in the parking lot just now, Wang Ping hesitated for a while, and then said, "That, big, about fifteen...... minutes?"

The air froze for a few seconds, and then somehow it became cheerful.

"Tsk~"

Gu Qianchuan suddenly sat up straight, no longer in his previous lazy posture, and shook his head a little ridiculously: "You can't do this! Young man, your body is so weak!~ That's it! From tomorrow, you go to exercise with me, I have to urge you!"

"Huh?"

Wang Ping only felt a muffled thunder explode in his ears, and his brain suddenly buzzed.

Why is this okay?

That is, his future job is not only to drive, but also to do heavy physical labor when he is not driving?

In other words, will nutrition not keep up?

"It's such a happy decision, remember to remind me tomorrow!"

Seeing that there was a boulevard in front of him, and there were small bungalows of different styles on both sides, Gu Qianchuan patted him on the shoulder, as if he had let go of some kind of concern, and unfastened his seat belt with ease.

"Okay, you park the car at the door, and Lao Li will pick up Su Yue first. ”

waved his hand, and when he got to the side of the road, he opened the door and got out of the car, leaving only Wang Ping, who had a black line on his face, scolding at his back, resisting the urge to raise his middle finger.

This boss is too much of a pit driver!

Gu Qianchuan returned to the rented bungalow and opened the door and went in, and found that Yuwenmeng had not come back, so he changed his shoes and walked to the bathroom on the second floor, intending to take a shower.

But just when someone was halfway through his clothes and habitually glanced at his little brother, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong. He lowered his head and studied it carefully, and his face changed suddenly.

What's going on...... Turned red?

Rub ......

Rub again......

In the middle of the night, the second floor of the bungalow suddenly sounded the angry shout of a rich second generation: "Ni is paralyzed, how can this not be wiped off!!"