While a few people were chatting, there was a soft creak outside the house, followed by a slam door. Lao Wang seemed to feel something, pushed open the window and looked out, turned his head and said to them, "Lao Li is here." ”

There was a clock hanging on the wall of the guard's room, and Jiang Cong subconsciously glanced up, half past eleven, twenty minutes later than the estimated time.

The three teenagers got up together to greet Comrade Lao Li, but Lao Wang didn't move, and sat there with a golden knife.

Just as they were watching, an old face appeared outside the window, he raised his hand, grinned and said, "I'm sorry, Lao Wang, after entering the city, the car was stuck in traffic for a while, and it was too late." ”

Lao Wang nodded lightly, then stood up as well, and shouted when he turned around: "Say it in the first room." ”

Lao Li sighed, walked forward again, and behind him, there was a young man.

"Hey, these are those three boys, they're all talented. After entering the house, Lao Li looked at them with enthusiasm in his eyes.

The three teenagers nodded politely together, and Lao Wang began to introduce in the center: "This is what I said about Lao Li," he turned to Lao Li again, deliberately straightened his face, and continued sharply: "Lao Li, after they pass, you have to take good care of it!"

Lao Li nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and said in a loud voice: "Of course, of course!"

"Uncle Wang. At this time, the young man who followed behind Lao Li greeted Lao Wang.

Lao Li seemed to have just thought of something, suddenly slapped his thigh, looked at the three teenagers and laughed: "I almost forgot, this is my son, named Li Fan, who is about the same age as you, you should be able to talk!"

They nodded at the buddy again.

After a few greetings, Lao Wang issued an eviction order: "Okay, it's time to go, it's hard to still want to rely on me for a meal." ”

"It's time to go, and I'll come back to you for a drink. ”

Lao Li patted Lao Wang's back heavily, and then looked around, froze in the corner: "Is this your luggage?"

As he spoke, he moved over there, making sure to carry the suitcase.

"No, we'll do it ourselves. Jiang Cong took two diagonal steps, picked up his box first, and blocked it.

Yuan Wei's reaction speed was not slow, and he also lifted his suitcase, and by the way, he also protected the bag that Peng Qiao had left on his suitcase.

In the previous casual conversation, Peng Qiao was the representative of their side, so he didn't care about this stubble.

"It looks heavy, let's help carry it. Old Lee paused, and continued to bend down and stretch out his hand, enthusiastically trying to grab the box.

"No need, really no need...... Yuan Wei retracted the arm carrying the box, then retracted the hand carrying the bag, and then took two steps back, avoiding Lao Li's enthusiasm.

"Let me mention it...... Lao Li was simply too enthusiastic, and he didn't know if it was in Lao Wang's face.

In the middle of the dispute between the two parties, Lao Wang smacked his lips, looking a little impatient: "Okay, Lao Li, it's not that they can't lift it." ”

Lao Li scratched the back of his head and laughed a few times: "Okay, it's just a few steps anyway." ”

"That's the old king, let's go. Peng Qiao walked over, took his backpack, and nodded at Lao Wang.

"Well, take care of yourself over there," Lao Wang also nodded, then turned to Lao Li, and warned again: "Take care of them, don't let them be bullied." ”

"With me here, who dares to bully them" Lao Li patted his chest and said with arrogance.

In the midst of laughter, everyone walked out of the guard room and walked towards the outside of the compound.

Jiang Cong walked in the front, and before leaving the door, he glanced out, and there was no accident at Qiqin, so he walked out generously with the box.

"This is our car. Lao Li shouted behind him.

There was a van parked on the side of the road, and the door was wide open towards this side, something so obvious that it didn't need to be reminded at all.

In order to be afraid of an accident at Qiqin, Jiang Cong got into the car directly, put the box next to the door on the other side, and got into the back seat by himself.

Yuan Wei obviously had the same concern, so he also got into the car, put the two boxes together, and got into the back seat as well.

Peng Qiao actually wanted to get in the car, but as a spokesperson, he had to deal with Lao Wang who saw him off, so he had to hide behind a small tree and try to isolate himself from Qiqin's sight.

After another greeting, this boring send-off finally came to an end. Several people got into the car one after another, and then Lao Li closed the door, waved his hand out of the window, and said to the driver: "Master, let's go, go back." ”

The driver hummed, started the gear and stepped on the accelerator, all in one go.

The car drove slowly forward, and Lao Wang stood on the side of the road, watching them leave.

Probably because of curiosity, when the car passed by Qiqin, the three teenagers turned their heads together and looked at Qiqin's shop, there was no one on the foot massage side, and there were several people on the massage side.

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The van was driving fast or slow on the main street of Jinju City, and Lao Li, who was out of Wang's sight, was still enthusiastic and kept pulling them all the time.

But the three teenagers rarely replied to him, especially Jiang Cong, who didn't say a word. It's just that for the sake of politeness, I'm still distracted and listening, and where I think it's funny, I will laugh along with it.

But it was his son, who was really indifferent throughout the whole process, didn't give any face, and in his impression, except for calling Uncle Wang, he didn't seem to have opened his mouth again.

After breaking away from Lao Wang, Peng Qiao automatically resigned his identity as a spokesperson and handed over the important task of mediating to Yuan Wei. After all, the latter has been in the society outside, whether it is eloquence, courage or insight, it is no problem to deal with such an old man.

Just as Lao Li was talking endlessly and Yuan Wei occasionally accosted him, the van drove smoothly to the end of the main street and turned left. Jiang Cong, who had been looking out of the window all the time, turned sideways involuntarily and looked out the window with a sigh.

There's a big square here! Or a small park.

It's time for lunch, and there are still many people lingering here, mostly the elderly and children, noticing the abnormality of some people, Jiang Cong looked up, and his side face was almost against the glass. There are many styles of kites flying in the sky, both high and low.

Although this square is very large, the asphalt road without vehicles is very open, and the driver, who had been aggrieved for a while, suddenly increased his speed, and left it far away in a minute or two.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the square anymore that Jiang Cong turned back unsatisfied. It just so happened that when he said the excitement at this time, Lao Li laughed, so he also pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed twice.

When the van drove out of Jinju and went straight along a road, Jiang Cong lost all interest and looked out the window boredly, avoiding Lao Li's gaze, lest he pull himself into the battle group.

In the midst of this extreme boredom, the van slowed down slowly, then creaked to a halt.

Lao Li sighed suspiciously, turned his head and glanced out, and the body that had been twisting since getting into the car returned to its original position, pointed to the outside and said: "Na! This is our factory!"