Rowling parked her car in the criminal police team.

Ma Ziming asked, "What are you doing at home?" ”

"Start a company!." Rowling said casually.

"What company?" Ma Ziming asked.

"Tianhua Group." Rowling said.

Ma Ziming sighed, got out of the car and left, and Rowling drove away.

On the other side of the criminal police team, there is basically no Ma Zi Ming, the only kidnapped milk powder factory director has been detained, let alone dare to say that he was kidnapped, the factory director naively thought that the two people really had a video of his obscene employees.

Ma Ziming drove his own BYD from the criminal police team, and Ma Ziming, who had just returned from the army, naturally didn't know about Tianhua Group, but the locals knew Tianhua Group.

All places with Luo Jiayuan in Linhai City are basically enterprises of Tianhua Group, from supermarkets to commercial buildings and squares, and the chairman of Tianhua Group is Luo Lin's father.

At this moment, Rowling remembered that when she kissed Ma Ziming, she didn't know why she had the feeling of a deer bumping into her heart, and she couldn't explain it.

At night, Ma Ziming dragged his tired body to his home, saying that the home was actually very poor, a 20-square-meter rental house, except for a bed, the rest of the house basically couldn't put anything, fortunately, he was the only one who lived here.

"Knock knock!" There was a quick knock on the door.

"Open the door, open the door."

Ma Ziming said: "Who! ”

"Who do you say I am! I'm Wang Po. The middle-aged woman said.

"You open the door for me first." Wang Po said angrily.

Ma Ziming hurriedly said: "Open it immediately." ”

As soon as Ma Ziming opened the door, Wang Po kicked the door open, strode into the room, and just wanted to speak, Ma Ziming preemptively handed over a thousand yuan and said: "Wang Po will give you three months' rent first, you accept it, and I will pay this month's rent as soon as possible." ”

Wang Po grabbed the banknote in Ma Ziming's hand and didn't say a word, and Ma Ziming's heart was dripping blood at this moment, which he had worked hard to deceive from the factory director! Unexpectedly, Wang Po didn't even blink an eye.

Wang Po was still stepping on slippers under her feet, the apron around her waist had not been taken off, and she was still holding a rolling pin in her hand and pointed at Ma Ziming and said, "You move away immediately!" ”

Ma Ziming was familiar with Mrs. Wang's words, and hurriedly said: "Mrs. Wang, no Aunt Wang, Sister Wang, you said that our townspeople, upstairs and downstairs..."

"This time I'm serious, someone has already rented this house, and they have paid half a year's rent in advance."

Ma Ziming still didn't believe that there were still people to rent this house, and said: "Wang Po! A week, just a week, and I'll pay the rest of the rent right away. ”

Wang Po pointed at Ma Ziming with a rolling pin and said, "I don't want your rent this month, as long as you move out immediately, it's better than anything." ”

"This." Ma Ziming was a little hesitant, it was really not easy to rent a house again with his living situation.

Wang Po pointed at Ma Ziming with a rolling pin and said: "It's not that I said you, such a big young man doesn't do his job, what do you say you do every day, go out early and return late, 27-year-old doesn't even have a wife, your broken car is not as good as the three-wheeled one that sells finger cakes at the door!" ”

Ma Ziming was speechless, and a middle-aged was not what he was good at, and he didn't want to tell Wang Po about his job as a black car driver, which would only make Wang Po hate him even more.

Ma Ziming lowered his head and quietly listened to Mrs. Wang's distressing words that were more distressing than the others, "Which young man is like you, you are not as good as those little gangsters!" ・Ah! Look at people, look at you, look at the big old Li next door, everyone has paid a down payment to buy a house..."

Ma Ziming was ashamed, stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, I'll move out." Although Ma Ziming is thick-skinned, he still can't stand the poisonous tongue of Wang Po, men have self-esteem, not to mention that he is a soldier who has served, and he still has this self-esteem.

Ma Ziming's things were not much and were cleaned up after a while, and the shrewd face before the Wang Po was greatly changed, and suddenly like an enthusiastic aunt, she said with a smile: "Actually, your Wang Po doesn't have to be like this, work hard in the future, what's the use of the Wang Po's notification..."

"Thank you, Mrs. Wang, I know." Ma Ziming walked out of the house without raising his head, he was tired of the ugly face of Wang Po.

When I walked down the stairs, I took one last look at this house that had been rented for more than half a year, and it seemed extremely empty at the moment.

Ma Ziming left this place with passionate steps, and Wang Pole upstairs said unhappily: "This unlucky ghost has finally driven away." ”

Ma Ziming put his luggage in the back compartment, bent down into the cab and drove away from this dilapidated place, at this moment he is already a wanderer, working alone in Linhai City, but half a year has passed, and he has not even earned back the capital of the car, let alone buying a house and getting married.

Turn on the radio in the car, the radio is playing Wu Qilong's "I wish you a smooth journey", that day we knew that you were leaving, we didn't say a word...

Ma Ziming smiled, a little happy and a little lost, at this moment he was lucky to hear this song, light, shift, get up, Ma Ziming drove to his own lying point, the train station.

In the Dongyang Building, a long-haired man sat above the rotation, looking at the whole city, and a middle-aged man next to him said humbly: "Young Master, the milk powder factory has been investigated, but the white powder has not been found." ”

The long-haired man said: "It's just a milk powder factory, my Dongfang family is not bad for these few!"

"Afraid! Mr. Prison's..." said the middle-aged man.

"Hell! He's a second-class dealer, don't worry about him. The man lit a cigar and took a deep breath.

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Linhai Gucheng District Railway Station, a place where many black car drivers gather, Ma Ziming parked the car aside, those drivers are still the same as usual, as long as they see people coming out of the train station more enthusiastic than those who really pick up people, pulling people are about to become old bustards, this is the last thing Ma Ziming wants to do, tirelessly pestering passengers who just got off the train, but many passengers do not buy it.

Ma Ziming took out his black and white screen mobile phone, few people still use this kind of mobile phone this year, they are all large-screen smartphones, he kept rummaging through the phone number, stopped at the name Wang Cong, and dialed the number.

After chatting for a long time, I finally borrowed money, and my life was mixed to the point of displacement, which is also the extreme.

Ma Ziming drove to the civilian street, the street water and sewer garbage were dirty, and the buildings were all kind, tiled houses, bungalows, buildings, too many to count.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Ma Ziming found a rental house, a crumbling building, he lived on the 4th floor, the landlord was an old man, and his children were working in other places, so the house was vacant, the price was reasonable, and Ma Ziming moved in immediately.

After a simple tidying up, Ma Ziming moved in, but Ma Ziming soon continued to drive his BYD to the train station, yes, he is not a rich second generation, nor a little white face, he needs to work, he needs to support himself with his own hands.

"Pony." A voice came from afar.

Ma Ziming turned his head, and all kinds of past events of the army suddenly appeared in his eyes.