readx;? Stopping and walking all the way, the stormy city is full of cars, and the traffic jam is miserable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info is about to reach the evening rush hour, and it must be even more difficult to move an inch at that time. Kang Lele sat in the taxi anxiously, sighed in his heart, and shouted with the driver: "Is there any shortcut?"

Contrary to the recreation of pins and needles, the driver's uncle seems to be calm and calm. Through the rearview mirror, the big bald head was shining, and his eyebrows were smiling and pear blossoms were smiling (*^_^* at him), and he said: "Little old official (young man), you (you) have watched a lot of TV dramas? If you think you are a taxi driver, you must know what shortcuts." You have to know that this is in Shanghai, changing with each passing day, I update GPS every day, and sometimes I can't keep the guests to the wrong place, the little old official, I call me to take a shortcut, (*^_^* hehe), I don't have the spirit of service, but I'm afraid that I don't have the spirit of adventure, (*′?'*)!"

"(#‵′) Damn! Uncle Driver's authentic Chongming accent made Kang Lele messy for a while. So much so that his tongue knotted and called the bald man 'Rabbit'.

When he was holding his tongue, he suddenly bald and waited for an opportunity to get some apocalypse: "I know, little old official, let's go to the countryside and enter the city for the first time, I'm afraid that I will bully you into the city, so you will take the rake around and around, calculate the car money, and prevent me, so you urge me to take a shortcut all the way!"

"(#‵′) Damn, where am I like to go into the city to sell coolies?!" Kang Lele was so angry that his nose was crooked. Tugging at Armani's collar, he showed that he was a person of status. Helplessly, on the collar, there was bloodstains, and the sweat washed away, which was the same color as the sparse bar. It's really not convincing.

"Little old officer, you have to be so vigilant, Zhou Libo said, those are individual people. Extremely few drivers. I've never chopped an onion (⊙v⊙). When I got into my car, I put 120 hearts. If you charge according to the meter, you won't be charged more than a dollar to the place!" The bald man waited for an opportunity to comfort him.

"(#‵′) Damn, keep your dog's eyes open and take a good look yourself, look! this is Armani! Armani!!" Tugging at the collar logo at the back of the neck, twisting his neck, his face pressed against the transparent baffle installed behind the driver's seat to ensure the safety of taxi drivers, and emphasized: "Armani!

"Armani?!" this time the bald head was waiting for the opportunity to mess up.

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