Volume 2 Fighter Bureau Chapter 85, High-speed traffic jam

Since September, the digital world has expanded, the number of employees is increasing, and the staff dormitory is insufficient.

Li Jiaqi rented a single apartment in Shuiyang Lido, the rent is 500 yuan a month, the company subsidizes 300 yuan per month, and he has to pay another 200 yuan, but the environment is really good and comfortable, the 6th floor is below the big shopping mall, and the 7th floor is above the apartment, with convenient transportation and convenient life.

When he first arrived in S City, the relationship between Li Jiaqi and Zhou Tong was hot, and Zhou Tong arranged all the things of Li Jiaqi properly, and did not let Lin Yan worry about it.

Lin Yan is here for the first time, and the home decoration in the room is Nordic style, bright and tidy. Things were already well organized, two big bags, a big box, and a snack bag.

"We'll only be home for three or four days, do we need to prepare so many things?" Lin Yan was stunned.

"You're stupid, the things are not for your own use, this bag of clothes is for your parents, and some relatives, this bag is New Year's goods, and I won't bring it back, and this lockbox is my own thing. ”

"Well, Sister Jiaqi, I finally understand this sentence 'The girl is the intimate little padded jacket of the parents, and the boy knows how to plant grass outside', then do I also have to prepare something to go home, you have such a big bag, I am empty-handed, I dare not go home!" Lin Yan said with a black line.

"Come on, it's good to know, I'll make up for it next time. This time, I guessed that you didn't prepare, Uncle and Aunt's things, I also helped prepare some, you don't have to worry, go home first, you are not a grass outside, you are the pride of Uncle Lin and Auntie!" Li Jiaqi said with a smile.

The two of them got on the highway, and the traffic flow was okay and smooth.

Out of JS, when I arrived at the southern boundary of Gannan, the lane narrowed, and the car began to slow down. Soon, it couldn't move, and the convoy stretched for several kilometers, and it seemed that it couldn't move for a while.

Li Jiaqi sat in the cab and sighed, "Alas, I don't know what time I can leave at night, fortunately, I have made plans and prepared a lot of snacks, otherwise I will starve!"

Lin Yan said: "Do you know what is the best way to deal with traffic jams?"

Jiaqi asked curiously, "What is it?"

Lin Yan took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Smoking!"

Lin Yan rarely smokes, and now he is stuck in traffic and his heart is blocked, so he smoked a cigarette as he spoke, opened the window and lit it.

The weather was nice in the afternoon, the car was stuck in the highway, and there was a village nearby.

Soon, nearby villagers found business opportunities and flocked from all directions, including those selling instant noodles, tea eggs, kebabs, and some doing business.

Several gray-haired old men, carrying large rags, went straight to the immobile convoy. They each chose a car and couldn't help but rub it off. Some car owners will lean out and refuse, but the vast majority of car owners can't pull their faces.

No, a car owner installed short-sightedness in the car for a while, and the car cleaner went around the rear door to the cab. He looked at the owner of the car from time to time, and wiped it diligently. Within a few minutes, the owner of the car gave in, took five dollars out of his pocket and handed it over.

Jiaqi and Lin Yan also caught up with an old lady who wiped the car and begged, but she was too lazy to take a detour, and as soon as she came up, she went straight to the topic - wiping the windshield, wiping with her left hand, and her empty right hand shook up and down, signaling to Li Jiaqi.

Seeing this, Li Jiaqi obediently took out five yuan. The old lady immediately threw them down and hurried to the next car, as if the shaver had shaved half of his head and left his burden behind.

Lin Yan looked at the car glass and sighed, it was dirtier than when he hadn't wiped it. Li Jiaqi was helpless, so she had to hit the glass of water and hang it a few times.

However, he observed that these people are still principled, once a car is "wiped", others will not harass it anymore, anyway, there are many unlucky people who can't move.

At this time, an old man wiping a car behind him attracted Lin Yan's attention.

The old man was wiping a "Blue Bird" car, and the others had already finished wiping three, but he hadn't finished wiping one yet. Lin Yan understood, the old man hadn't gotten the money yet, and it seemed that he had encountered a difficult driver.

The old man had started wiping from the side, he had already polished the doors on both sides and was trying to wipe the windshield. But the two young people sitting in the car didn't look at the old man at all.

Lin Yan only felt funny: Isn't it just a matter of five yuan? This old man is also persistent enough, since he has met someone who doesn't give money, hurry up and change one, why bother with this.

Anyway, being idle is idle, Lin Yan analyzed again: This old man should be a novice, he has never encountered such a tricky situation, and he doesn't know what to do for a while. This old man is not like other car wipers, he will not communicate with the owner with expectant or contemptuous eyes, he is too thin-skinned.

Lin Yan saw that the young man in the car still did not show any signs of paying. His attention was completely drawn to the persistent old man who was wiping the car, and he noticed that several nearby car owners also lowered their windows and looked at the old man. The old man wore a white-washed vest and seemed to be a clean-loving man. Thinking about it, he must be really in difficulty, otherwise he wouldn't have come out to do this.

Lin Yan watched the old man wipe hard for twenty minutes, feeling very uncomfortable, the old man was about the same age as his father, but he had not been able to enjoy his old age yet. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but despise the pair of young people in the car. Originally, Lin Yan didn't have a good impression of the behavior of wiping the car and begging, but everything is measured, people have been wiping them for so long, and they are really serious about wiping, why are they so unkind?

At this time, the old man had already polished the "Blue Bird" to shine, but he was still wiping it! Lin Yan was shocked, this old man probably already understood that he would get nothing. But he didn't give up. Obviously, his purpose has changed from asking for five dollars to winning back his self-esteem!

Lin Yan wanted to open the car door and jump out of the car, but what should he do? Give the old man five yuan for the car owner? Then the people in the car might be annoyed and angry, and even cause conflict, and the old man might feel humiliated because it was an obvious charity.

Lin Yan racked his brains, and finally, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a clever plan: he could ask the old man to come over, let the old man help him clean the car, and then give the money justifiably. This will not hurt the old man's self-esteem, but also avoid angering the owner of the "Blue Bird"!

Lin Yan opened his mouth and was about to speak. Suddenly there was a voice in front of me: "The road is open!" For a while, all kinds of vehicles started one after another, and the engines roared together.

At this time, Lin Yan saw a scene that made him stunned.

I saw the persistent old man who wiped the car put away the rag, opened the car door, and got into the back seat of the "Blue Bird". Then the "Blue Bird" started up, and the young man lowered the window and slowly moved. When the car passed by Lin Yan, Lin Yan heard the young man ask the old man in the back seat, "What are you always doing to wipe the car?"

The old man said, "Let me ask you, how many times have you been stuck in traffic jams along the way? My stupid son, how much money do you have to give!"

Li Jiaqi burst into laughter, this family's accent seems to be still Bashu's, this way, it seems that there is no less toss, I don't know where to start.