"Miss Zuo. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zuo Qian, who got off work, went to the garage to drive, and happened to meet Wenjing, who also came to drive.

"Bunkyo." Zuo Qian turned around, very surprised.

"You're coming to the office again in the afternoon." Wen Jing was obviously happy to see Zuo Qian.

"Come here, familiar, familiar." Zuo said lightly.

"Oh, how's that familiar?" Wen Jing asked as he walked to the left with a light smile.

"Tomorrow should be about the same." Zuo Qian still replied lightly.

"You're familiar with where you are today." As he spoke, Bunkyo had already walked over.

"I haven't seen the 8th floor yet." Zuo Qian didn't know why Wen Jing asked like this, and answered truthfully.

"Eighth floor." Wen Jing muttered to himself when he heard this, and then asked Zuo Qian where Zuo Qian lived.

"Manyue Road." Zuo Qian didn't want to tell Wenjing what the specific place was, but only said a general range.

"Manyue Road, what a coincidence, I also live over there." Wen Jing said in surprise when he heard this.

"What a coincidence." Zuo said sneeringly, indifferent and detached.

The talker's mount has come to the car door to get ready to get into the car, this car was left by Xiao Zhang when he took it away, and he told Zuo Qian when he went back, and he didn't even give a chance to refuse, but now Zuo Qian really thinks it's good to have a car.

"I'm gone, what about you?" As soon as he sat in, he felt a little inappropriate, Zuo Qian poked his head out and asked Wenjing with a smile how to go back.

"I drive, too." Wen Jing pointed to a red Ferrari with a burnt bag next to him.

"Oh." Zuo Qian looked at the fiery Ferrari beside Wen Jing, nodded, then retracted his head into the car and started the car.

Wen Jing watched Zuo Qian start the car, opened the door and got into the car, and left the Jianxin Building behind Zuo Qian.

Zuo Qian's driving skills are not very good, and the number of times she has touched the car since she got her driver's license is only a handful, so the 800,000 car was driven out of her speed, and the traffic jam during the off-duty rush hour made her tremble all the way.

I finally arrived at Manyue Road, and I almost arrived after a few turns, but I happened to crash into the car in front of me, and the problem was not a big one.

It stands to reason that this should not be Zuo Qian's responsibility, she went straight and was at the traffic light, and the responsibility was not her, but the other party's owner was a strong man with five big and three thick, and his face was quite unreasonable at a glance, and he insisted on Zuo Qian losing money.

Zuo Qian was in a hurry to go home, thinking that it would be almost the same to accompany him for 300 hundred yuan, but the other party didn't dare to say that it was a luxury car of 800,000 yuan, and he wanted Zuo Qian to accompany him for 2,000 yuan, but Zuo Qian didn't have that much money at all.

The two sides were at a stalemate, Zuo Qian couldn't walk, and the traffic was blocked by the car accident, and the long queue of cars behind the hot car honked the horn.

Wen Jing has been driving more in the position of two or three cars behind Zuo Qian, just waiting for the red light, and let the bus not catch up with Zuo Qian, was left behind more than a dozen cars, blocked for more than ten minutes before he knew that there was a car accident in front.

Hearing that the owner of the car next to him said that the car crashed in front, and the male driver was embarrassed by the woman's machine, Wen Jing only felt shocked when he heard the instinct, and when he asked what was a black car, he simply cut into the lane and pulled over the car and jumped out of the car and walked quickly to the front.

"What's going on?" Wen Jing saw that it was really Zuo Qian.

"It's okay, it's just a wipe." Zuo Qian said lightly as much as possible.

"Are you alright?" Wen Jing asked with concern, and went around to the front of the car to observe, there were slight abrasions on the front of both cars, but they were really not very serious.

Then Wen Jing walked directly forward and communicated with the owner of the car opposite, the owner still asked for 2,000 yuan in compensation, Wen Jing looked at the owner of the car owner, it was imported from abroad, and the repair of 2,000 yuan was reasonable, and then took out 2,000 yuan from his wallet and handed it to the car owner.

Zuo Qian thought about stopping it, but the owner had already collected the money, and turned around and went back to his car with a muttering voice.

"Hey..."Zuo Qian chased after him and wanted to get the money back, but the owner had already started the car and drove away, and at the end he poked out his head to despise Zuo Qian.

This little girl didn't look at her at all, obviously his car was not only 800,000, okay.

"How can you give money, you can take insurance." Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Zuo Qian turned around and blamed Wenjing for not giving money.

"Well, what about the long queue at the back." Wen Jing saw Zuo Qian's pouting and unhappy appearance, and turned sideways to signal Zuo Qian to look behind.

Zuo Qian looked at the long queue of convoys, still unwilling, "That... If you have such a long queue, you shouldn't give money. ”

"But the money has already been given." Wen Jing looked at Zuo Qian's puffing appearance, and said helplessly with his hands spread.

"Okay, I'll give you back that money." Seeing that this is not okay, let alone the cars lined up behind, Zuo Qian began to honk his horn with some impatience, and Zuo Qian stroked the hair in his ears and lowered his head and said very reluctantly.

2,000 yuan is her usual living expenses for a month, and the responsibility for this accident is not her.

"No need." said that at this time, Wen Jing had already turned around and walked to the back.

His car was parked on the side of the road, and if he didn't drive away for a while, he would have caused a series of car accidents.

Zuo Qian wanted to chase after him, but the convoy behind him had already honked the horn frantically, Zuo Qian had to go back to the car and start the car to leave, still driving very slowly, but Wen Jing always followed her not far behind her.

At first, Zuo Qian thought that Wenjing was just on the same road as him, and he didn't care, and he still moved forward at a rapid pace.

After driving for more than ten minutes to get home, Zuo Qian drove the car home directly.

"Miss Zuo, you're back." When Zuo Qian returned home, Aunt Fang had already put dinner on the table.

Look at the time of 6:10, the half-hour drive was more than twice as long as she drove.

"Aunt Fang." Zuo Qian changed his shoes and walked to the dining table.

"Miss Zuo, dinner is ready, do you want to eat now or wait a while." Aunt Fang asked respectfully.

"Eat now." Hearing this, Zuoqian felt very happy, and God favored him very much, and everyone he met was a good person.

"Okay." Saying that, Aunt Fang took a bowl and filled Zuo Qian with a bowl of rice, pretended to be herself and went down again, it seemed that she was professionally trained.

"Aunt Fang, come over and let's eat together." Zuo Qian saw that there was only one bowl of rice, so he went to the kitchen to bring a bowl of rice and beckoned Aunt Fang to come over and eat together.

"Miss Zuo, how can this work?" Aunt Fang insisted on postponing it, embarrassed.

"It's okay, Aunt Fang, let's eat together, here is just the two of us cold, eating together is lively." Saying that, Zuo Qian stepped forward directly and grabbed Aunt Fang's hand and walked to the dining table.

Aunt Fang couldn't postpone it, so she had to sit down.

The two started to eat dinner together, and after dinner, Aunt Fang was very restrained, and Zuo Qian had to put vegetables in Aunt Fang's bowl from time to time.

Sandwiched, the atmosphere eased, and the two began to talk about inconsequential topics.

As he spoke, he talked about Aunt Fang's son, it turned out that Aunt Fang's son was 20 years old this year, had just graduated from college, and was now looking for a job everywhere, so Aunt Fang was worried about it.

Zuo Qian asked about Aunt Fang's son's situation, he also went to college in City A, and he was still half an alumnus of his relationship, and he immediately felt cordial. (To be continued.) )