Liu Xinghao's business is not bad today, the weather is so hot, the sultry bus and the crowded subway are obviously not as comfortable and cool as the air-conditioned private car, plus the discount coupon cash coupon issued to consumers by the Dudu taxi APP every three or five times, it is sometimes more cost-effective than taking the bus to the subway.

No, just after sending a single guest, the familiar voice of Dudu Software sounded again: "You have an assigned order, from the Bihai Blue Sky Bathing Center on Jinwang Road to the First People's Hospital of Renmin Road, do you take orders?"

"Pick it up, why don't you take it. Liu Xinghao talked to himself and clicked the order button.

"Congratulations on your successful order, please arrive at the designated location before 14:30......"

Jinwang Road is at the intersection in front, just turn a corner. The huge signboard of this blue sea and blue sky bathing center stands very conspicuously on the side of the road, and the big-breasted beauty in a bikini on the poster is particularly charming with a clear spring in her hand. Needless to say, it's definitely not a serious place to take a shower.

Liu Xinghao turned the corner and saw four men standing on the side of the road in the bathing center, and the middle-aged man led by him picked up his mobile phone and compared Liu Xinghao's license plate, and immediately waved at him.

"Is that the car you called?" asked Liu Xinghao as he pulled over and lowered the window.

"Yes, go to the First People's Hospital. The chubby middle-aged man pulled the car door with a blank face, and sat into the passenger seat himself, while the other three young people sat in the back seat, all looking to be hairy boys in their teens and twenties.

The old drivers who often pull customers on the road have more or less such and such little habits to pass the time.

Some of them like to communicate with the gods of the whole world, from the State Council to the neighborhood committees, and they all know everything. In case you meet a passenger who falls in love, you can't wait to find a Taoyuan to pay homage to you.

Some drivers like to listen to songs, and they like to hum along, all kinds of divine comedies, all kinds of love songs of brothers and sisters, which are all at their fingertips. If it's a pentatonic reliable, it's okay, in case you encounter a pentatonic incomplete, you can't find a faucet to wash your ears after getting in the car.

It's not that there are many drivers and masters, it's mainly that their profession needs to sit in the car all day long, and the loneliness and depression in their hearts have nowhere to release. Therefore, when I see a passenger, I can't wait to chat a few words to relieve the boredom in my heart.

In fact, Liu Xinghao also has such a problem, but he is not an old driver of the type of talker, he likes to guess what the guest's profession does through his own observation.

Generally, the passengers encountered during the morning and evening rush hours, men and women in formal suits and carrying bags in their hands, most of them are white-collar workers of the company, and they are also the most popular group of passengers. They are well-educated, have a certain economic foundation, and most of them are on their own mobile phones in the car, and rarely chat with the driver. Even if the driver takes the initiative to talk to them, they will most likely coldly refuse to be thousands of miles away.

There is also a kind of person who will take the initiative to sit in the passenger seat when he gets on the bus, this kind of person likes to chat with the driver, and usually has his own topic, the most common question is: "Driver, how much money can you make a month by driving Dudu?"

When encountering such passengers, Liu Xinghao usually smiled back with "hehe..." Whether the number you say is higher or lower than he expected, he has the next topic waiting for you, one more in-depth than the other, one more direct than the other, eager to ask how much you have in savings.

This kind of person is generally mostly freelancers, living at the bottom of society, once they find any way to make money, they will sharpen their heads and stick into it, and they also want to get a piece of the pie.

All kinds of people in society, Liu Xinghao has generally met them in the past month or so. But what the four passengers pulled in the car today were doing, he really couldn't see it.

The middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat had a rich face, a big waist and a round waist, his eyes did not squint, and he looked solemn, looking like a small boss.

On the right side of the back seat is a hairy boy with dyed yellow, yellow, green and green hair, and the non-mainstream style is not a worry-free child at first glance.

On the left side of the back seat is a chubby standard otaku, who has been playing mobile games since he got in the car, and his voice is still very loud, not caring about other people's feelings at all.

The kid in the middle of the back seat looked thin and thin, the youngest, probably eighteen or nineteen years old. What attracted Liu Xinghao's attention the most was the kid's eyes.

His eyes were cold, with a kind of cold and thorough emptiness, and a hint of grievance, which was unforgettable at first glance. How can this child who is in the prime of youth have such intricate eyes?

All four of them were empty-handed, not like they were visiting the sick. All of them are healthy and energetic, and they don't look like they're sick. Such a strange group of four people went to the First People's Hospital together, which really made Liu Xinghao a little puzzled.

The four of them were silent all the way, and the atmosphere in the carriage was dull and tight. Liu Xinghao didn't bother to find a topic to talk to them, so he simply turned on the radio in the car and listened to the news anecdotes that had happened in Jiangzhou City recently.

(This is FM 88.5 MHz, dear listeners and friends, welcome to listen to your Moon My Heart column, I am your host - Zeng Xiaotian!)

is this poor and cheap host again, Liu Xinghao usually likes to listen to his shows, there is no depth and no connotation, but it is very funny.

(Before I start broadcasting this episode, I'm going to insert a missing person notice.) Today's missing person notice is really very strong, I heard that all the columns of our channel have bought advertisements, and let our host personally broadcast this missing person notice information, for such an advertising big financier, I just want to say three words to you - I love you! If you have to add a deadline to this love, I hope it is - 10,000 years!)

"What is the latest advertising tactic in this way? Make the advertisement a bridge section of the missing person notice?" Liu Xinghao thought to himself, his ears couldn't help but prick up, looking forward to the next missing person notice that the host personally announced.

Zeng Xiaotian cleared his throat, and rarely read in a serious tone of an announcer: (The following is a search notice for everyone!) Luo Qingyang, male, eighteen years old, about 1.77 meters tall, and thin in stature. Yesterday evening, he and his family abandoned home in anger and have not returned. When he walked, he wore the uniform of the experimental high school and black sneakers. If you hear this, please contact your family immediately. If you know his whereabouts, please contact the phone number 133338888999, once verified, the honorarium will be 50,000 yuan!)