9. Touch the porcelain again

At six o'clock in the evening, it is the time of the devil.

Song Youning pushed off all activities this day, his old lady had a big birthday today, and asked him to go back early to congratulate her on her birthday, although he knew that there would be a bunch of so-called ladies and ladies at the old lady's birthday banquet, but the old lady gave an order, he just didn't want to, and he had to go back.

In order not to be blocked for a few hours on the elevated road, he took a shortcut and passed by the intersection where the accident had happened last time. Just as the traffic light was crossed, a man rushed out.

Fortunately, his speed was not fast, and he stopped the car with a sudden brake when he was still half a meter away from the man. The perpetrator was stunned for a second, but his feet did not stop, he "poofed", hit the front of the car, and then fell to the ground with an "oops".

“……”

Song Youning got out of the car, he went around to the front of the car, and saw a boy lying on the ground with his hands crossed, shouting in his mouth: "My hand, my hand, broken, broken!" ”

Song & Ning: ......

Chen Chuan's face was hideous, this expression was really not him acting, just now he hit the front of the car, accidentally used too much force, and really hit his hand, the sharp pain directly entered his brain, so that he didn't recover for a while.

"Do you need me to check for you what the break is?" A male voice came from above his head, and it was familiar to him if he listened closely. He turned his neck with a slight movement and looked at it with evil eyes, and then he saw a pair of long legs, and then he looked up, and he met a pair of flamboyant eyebrows.

"Why are you?" Chen Chuan tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"I want to ask you that too." Song and Ning seemed to be smiling.

"That's ape dung." Chen Chuan looked sideways at his car, "Isn't that one there today?" ”

"I'm alone, I see you're quite seriously injured, do you want to call an ambulance for you?" Song Youning asked casually.

"The doctors are so busy, so you don't need to bother them." Chen Chuan's implication is that we are still private.

"That's right." But Song Youning didn't seem to understand, "Then let's wait for the police to come and deal with it." He stood up, pulled out his phone and dialed three digits.

When Chen Chuan saw that he had called the police, he was so frightened that he hugged Song Youning's legs: "Boss Song, give me a way to live." ”

Song Youning looked at him with lowered eyes: "You know me." ”

"I've seen you on the Internet, you're so handsome, you must have recognized it at a glance." Chen Chuan laughed twice, "I really didn't know this was your car, you must know that I must ......" He quickly covered his mouth when he almost said that he showed his mouth.

"What if I knew?" Song Youning sneered and asked.

, of course, it won't hit your car. Chen Chuan squeezed out two tears, "Boss Song, I am young and old, please give me a way to live." ”

"Small?" The corners of Song Youning's mouth twitched.

Chen Chuan, who realized that he had made a mistake, hurriedly corrected it: "It's the old and the young." ”

"Hmm." Song Youning still had something to do, and he didn't plan to waste too much time here, so he turned around and wanted to leave, but since one of his legs was still holding in Chen Chuan's arms, he only took half a step, he turned around, "Hey, you can let go." ”

"Oh." Chen Chuan let go of his hand in hindsight.

Song and Ning, who were freed, walked towards the car door, only took two steps, his legs sank again, he looked down, and saw that his legs were hugged again, and in an instant 10,000 grass and mud horses rushed past his heart.

"Boss Song, I haven't eaten for a day." Chen Chuan felt that he couldn't just let him go, if he was let go like this, he would most likely starve to death.

"What does that have to do with me?" Song and Ning said coldly.

"Boss Song, for the sake of our fate here, can you give us food." Chen Chuan felt that his eyes were too terrifying, he swallowed his saliva and cowered.

Song Youning took out a stack of tickets from his wallet with black lines on his head and handed it to Chen Chuan: "Is it enough?" ”

"No, no, Boss Song, I didn't mean that, is your company still short of people?" Chen Chuan looked sincere, what he lacks most now is a job, it is better to teach people to fish, as long as he finds a job, he doesn't have to come out to touch porcelain again, only when he finds a job can he treat himself, and the salary of this kind of local tyrant company must be a lot, for his own life, he decided to hold this leg and die and not let go.

Song Youning replied in a very affirmative tone: "There is no shortage!" ”

"Boss Song." Chen Chuan had nothing to do, and said in a hurry, "I have something in my hand, I think you must need it very much now, do I want to use it in exchange for a job?" ”

Song Youning frowned slightly, he didn't believe that such a liar who touched porcelain had anything in his hands, but his words successfully aroused his interest, and he said, "Then you take it out." ”

Chen Chuan didn't say a word, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found the video he took that day, presented it with both hands, and sent it to Song Youning.

The editor-in-chief only posted a few blurry screenshots under Weibo, originally he wanted to use the video as a big selling point, but his account was blocked halfway, and then he ran away again, and now it can be proved that the woman in the parking lot that day is really Xu Yingqing's only the video in Chen Chuan's mobile phone.

Lu Yaoyuan is now hacked so badly, and since Song Youning is Lu Yaoyuan's boss, he must need this powerful evidence to whitewash the artists under his hands.

"You made the video?" Song Youning asked.

"Yes." Chen Chuan nodded.

"You're just, 'I'm busy'?" Song Youning asked again.

"Yes." Chen Chuan nodded, realized that something was wrong, and shook his head again, "No." ”

"Yes or no."

"I'm busy, to be exact, is a studio, I can only be counted as a part of it, but I'm definitely the one who makes the most efforts." Chen Chuan pasted a piece of gold on his face.

Song Youning returned the phone to Chen Chuan: "Unfortunately, this video is not of much value to me, so our transaction failed." Song Youning, whose legs were temporarily free, didn't wait for Chen Chuan to react, he opened the car door and prepared to leave, and then when he was about to step into the car, his feet sank again.

Song Youning looked down at the salivating face, unable to touch his forehead.