"What are you doing here?" Wang Zheng faintly felt that Zhang Yafeng did not have too much malice, or that her mind had been well hidden.

"Can I sell it?" Zhang Yafeng said with a smile, I have to say that chatting with Wang Zheng tonight made her feel in a good mood, which was also a little different from what she had planned.

Of course, a woman with a mind like Zhang Yafeng, since she dared to bring Wang Zheng out alone, she was not afraid that he would have any bad thoughts about herself, but Wang Zheng's words tonight made this woman's impression of him change a little.

"No, unless you like the feeling of going out alone with a man in the middle of the night." Wang Zheng said with a smile: "Otherwise, you wouldn't be so delayed." ”

Zhang Yafeng's eyes reflected the starlight in the sky: "I don't mean anything else, in fact, your analysis just now is quite accurate, I guess, you shouldn't say this without evidence." ”

"You're right." Wang Zheng smiled and nodded, Zhang Yafeng was indeed too smart: "Look at this photo." ”

Wang Zheng handed over the mobile phone in his hand, Zhang Yafeng glanced at it, it was a woman in a tight cycling suit, with windshields and a cycling helmet, feeding pigeons in a small square, and beside her, there were snow-white pigeons.

I have to say that the shooting of this photo is very level, and it looks very emotional.

"With this picture, you can judge me so much?" Zhang Yafeng said: "This is too sloppy. ”

In fact, Zhang Yafeng herself was a little surprised, she didn't know that someone could capture the scene of herself feeding the pigeons. Of course, she didn't ask where this photo came from, she had already guessed in her heart, He Yan was Wang Zheng's friend, and he controlled the country's top secret unit, and it was too simple to take such a photo.

"This photo was not taken by He Yan." As if to see through what Zhang Yafeng was thinking, Wang Zheng explained: "This is a photo posted on a mainstream photography website in the United States, a photographer was originally photographing pigeons, but you broke into his lens, and later this photo won the third place in the annual photography contest in the United States." ”

A trace of surprise flashed across Zhang Yafeng's face: "Yes, I don't know yet, pass this photo to me in a while, you have to keep it well." ”

Women like to take pictures, and women are no exception, of course, if they are in the camera.

"Actually, you are very kind in your heart, and there is no need to go back to Fuzhou to wade into this troubled water." Wang Zheng put away his phone and said.

This photo was indeed passed on to him by He Yan, and only by knowing oneself and knowing the other can one not be defeated in a hundred battles, Wang Zheng naturally understands this.

"I can't help but come." Zhang Yafeng said: "This is my home. ”

"It's just a home in name." Wang Zheng pursed his lips and sneered.

"That's home, too." Zhang Yafeng turned her face and said stubbornly, undoubtedly, this sentence shows her attitude.

She will definitely not sit idly by and watch the Zhang family continue to fall apart in Wang Zheng's hands.

When Wang Zheng heard this, he didn't say anything more, but said lightly: "With your strength, it's not enough." ”

"Success or failure, you have to try."

Zhang Yafeng's car drove for another half an hour on the winding main mountain road, turned around at a fork in the road, and drove onto a narrow mountain road that could accommodate two cars in parallel.

"I sensed danger." The mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, Wang Zheng squinted his eyes and said.

"Dangerous?" Zhang Yafeng said defiantly: "Then you can get out of the car." ”

"No, I'm going to see what you'll do against me." Wang Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, if he got out of the car at this time, then it would undoubtedly mean that he was the first to admit defeat.

"You don't always think of people so badly." Zhang Yafeng said with a smile.

It is also strange to say, it stands to reason that the hostile relationship between Wang Zheng and Zhang Yafeng should be regarded as an endless hostile relationship, but after this first meeting, Zhang Yafeng not only did not have any hatred for Wang Zheng, but chatted very happily, and had a great desire to chat, there was no kind of estrangement between strangers, and this feeling had not appeared in Zhang Yafeng's body for many years.

"Have you ever heard of the Pak On Hill Circuit?" Zhang Yafeng asked.

"Haven't you heard of it, Fuzhou? I don't know much about here. ”

"Not only Fuzhou, but also the two southeastern provinces, for young people who like to play with cars, it is paradise." Zhang Yafeng's eyes showed a look of memory.

"The place you've been going to once a week since high school is the Pak On Hill Circuit?" Wang Zheng asked in surprise.

"yes, now that I count it, I haven't been there for several years, and I almost can't even recognize the road, I don't know if anything has changed there now."

"You're going to take me to the race?" Wang Zheng said with a strange expression.

"What? Can't you? Zhang Yafeng smiled: "My driving skills are rare opponents there." ”

"No, no, no, it's just that I didn't think you would do such a crazy thing." Wang Zheng said thoughtfully: "Looking at the condition of this mountain road, it is estimated that the road conditions of the Bai'an Mountain Race Road will be more dangerous, if you accidentally fall off the cliff, it will be a catastrophe, I don't think you are a person who does not cherish life." ”

"Actually, there are guardrails on the roads, but because the speed is so high, every year one or two unlucky guys will crash through the guardrails and fly down." After a pause, Zhang Yafeng continued: "It is estimated that there is already a very good climate there, after all, it has been operating in the dark for so many years, and this is already the most famous underground circuit in the southeast. ”

"You make me feel like a different person." Wang Zheng shook his head and said.

"In modern society, drag racing is also a common problem for many urban white-collar workers, after the tense work during the day, getting off work is the beginning of venting, they are often like a different person at night, under the double pressure of life and work, the happiness index is getting lower and lower urban people urgently need an environment to vent." Zhang Yafeng said: "And this Bai'an Mountain Circuit is undoubtedly an excellent place to vent, and it becomes extremely popular on weekends. ”

Zhang Yafeng has been much more independent than children of the same age since he was a child, because his mother died early, his father was too busy with work and had little time to take care of himself, and he had little communication with his younger siblings.

Later, she fell in love with this exciting and venting game. Whenever he raised the speed of the car to the highest level, felt the strong wind blowing in his face, and looked at the light and shadow outside the window, all the pressure and unhappiness of Zhang Yafeng would be swept away, and he was full of strength again.

The string must not be stretched for too long, otherwise it will break.