In a city by the sea, rain is always abundant.

The weather is changeable.

I could still see the sun just now, and after a while, the torrential rain hit.

Neil Badricuree sits in the cab, the car starts and the wipers work hard.

He is a taxi driver, and he insists on coming out to work in such bad weather, which is simply a rare example among the working people of Spain, and he can be called a model worker.

Don't make a fuss, although the weather conditions are bad, this is an opportunity for taxi drivers to make money, however, the Spaniards in the warm sun of the Iberian Peninsula are generally lazy, they like to find all kinds of reasons for themselves to slack off, bad weather, rest, sickness, rest, and even a bad mood are some reasons for slackers not to work well.

So, Neil Baderkure can be considered a very hard-working taxi driver.

The car radio turned on, and the voice of the famous father of the talented player Francisco José Parada of Sporting Gijón was heard, who praised his son's performance against Orrense as if his son was responsible for the team's victory, and continued to criticize the coach of Sporting Gijón B, and constantly hinted that his precious son wanted to leave the place.

It's the third day after that match between Sporting Gijón B and Orrense.

Baderkure turned off the radio in annoyance, he was now annoyed by Mr. Parada.

Unlike some of his peers, he thinks Parada is a good player, but he is not blind, Parada was okay in that game, but the other players were not bad, and Sporting Gijón played their best game in the last two months, even this season.

What is the reason for this?!

Badercure believes that the manager, the Chinese, has credit.

He said good things about Leon, saying that he was a good coach, that he had the credit of the coach for winning, that Parada should learn to respect the coach.

It's a pity that his words did not win the support of his peers, and everyone sarcastically said to him, saying that he was addicted to buying Chinese bargains?

These bastards. They don't understand that a team can't be supported by a talented player.

It takes a team effort and the coach's role is crucial.

Obviously, the Chinese had a successful coaching debut at Sporting Gijón, and that's the result.

It's just because of some prejudice against China or Chinese football, and because of Parada's father who keeps bouncing there, that the vast majority of Sporting Gijón fans are on the side of Parada's rising talent, and they are hostile to the Chinese coach.

Baderkure lit a cigarette and was happy himself, and he was happy to worry about what to do with these things, to get more business and earn two more money, this is the right thing.

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His car was parked on the side of the road, facing the gate of FedEx, where he waited for the rabbit, FedEx is relatively remote, even the bus is every two hours, and taxis rarely come here.

However, Badrkure knew that it was a good place to get a job, and thanks to the changeable weather in Gijón and the remoteness of the place, he was often able to meet a lot of unlucky people who were stuck here and needed to call a taxi.

"Near FedEx headquarters, someone hailed a taxi, is anyone nearby there?"

"Nope!"

"Hey, who's going to that place. ”

"It's too far for me to go. ”

"Haha, that's right, Hardy, let's go have a drink, this is the weather, rest in the afternoon. ”

Listening to the voice in the channel, Badrichure smiled, "I'm around here! Alright, guys, I'll save that unfortunate bastard." ”

"Ha, Neil, it's you again. ”

"Neil, there's no work to be done. You have to enjoy life. ”

"Come on, Neil, leave that unlucky guy alone, let's go have a drink. I'm in for a treat. ”

"Guys, have fun. I'm going to get to work. "Badr Kure turned off the channel call track.

He stepped on the gas pedal and parked the car in front of the FedEx gate, turning on the double jump lights and honking the horn to alert the hapless guy trapped here.

Who will this unlucky guy be today?

What nationality?

Japanese?

French?

Italian?!

Don't be surprised, FedEx's headquarters is here for international parcel pick-up, and only foreigners will come here, which in the eyes of Badr Coure, is an unlucky fat sheep.

Then, he saw the unlucky guy appear.

A very embarrassed guy, dragging a large package, stood at the door and looked around.

Because the rain was so heavy, he couldn't see this person clearly, and he couldn't tell which country it was.

Horns.

Baderkure honked his horn to alert him.

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Fuck the weather!

Li Ang dragged the package, stood at the gate, looked at the majestic rain, and cursed.

The family sent him some treasures, which were all things that made him drool, Lao Gan Ma hot sauce, shredded mustard, drunkard peanuts, dried radish pickled at home, and some seasonings for sauerkraut fish. This made Leon, who was fed up with Spanish food, cry out hooray.

He came here to pick up the package.

It was a fine day when he came, and due to the general inefficiency in Spain, he was busy for a while before he received the package, and when he came out, he saw the downpour.

Leon waited for a while and didn't see the rain, and he didn't bring an umbrella, this place is close to a kilometer away from the bus stop, not to mention, with the lazy style of the Spaniards, it is estimated that the bus with an interval of two hours can come here for a transfer this afternoon.

Anyway, Leon didn't expect the bus, so he called the taxi number. At the same time, I was praying that some diligent taxi driver would be willing to come to this remote ghost place in this rainstorm.

After the game against Orrense the day before yesterday, Mr. President invited him to dinner.

Mr. President praised him and said that he had not mistaken anyone.

Leon knew that a victory in the Spanish C1 league would not make Mr. President a treat, on the one hand, the chairman was very interested in the plan he had proposed earlier, and on the other hand, it should be due to the chairman of the Orlense Chair, it seems that the chairman of the Orrens made Mr. Arango very angry. That's why I'm so happy when I win.

Li Ang thanked Mr. Chairman for his hospitality, reported to him the progress of the plan, and said that he would continue to work hard and be confident to lead the Gijon Athletic B team to a good result.

Mr. President, he was pleased with his statement.

Truth be told, those hearty Spanish dishes are really good. It's the best Spanish food, and it's worth a lot of money. Naturally, it's very different from ordinary restaurants.

Leon eats a lot, but, given his wallet, he can't afford to eat the top meals himself.

Fortunately, these treasures sent to him at home can satisfy his cravings and satisfy his taste buds and gastrointestinal needs.

God forbid.

Just now the hailing system called him back, and there was a taxi nearby.

Just as he was looking around, he heard the horn, and then through the torrential rain, he saw a car parked not far from the door, with double jump lights.

There is really no sense of service.

Seeing that the taxi driver was sitting in the car, and he didn't mean to come out at all to help him with his luggage and open the trunk, Li Ang couldn't help but complain.

He gritted his teeth and rushed straight into the rainstorm, quickly opened the trunk of the car, put the package in, and then quickly opened the door and got in.

"Hey, man, watch out for the water on your body and don't get my saddle wet. Baderkure grumbled and yelled, twisting his head, and then he froze, staring at some guy who was struggling to clean up his wet hair.

"You're—" Badrkure, "Wow! you're Lee!you're Lee!" he screamed.

Li Ang was a little confused, was recognized? He is so famous? Can he be recognized as a taxi?!

This embarrassed guy was actually a little happy at this time.