Just as Shen Yan's news popped up.
"have you eaten?"
She typed: "Eat, Uncle Zheng sent it."
"What time do you finish work tonight? I'll pick you up."
"Nine o'clock."
"OK."
Just then the staff came and shouted: "Sister Nuan, the recording is about to start."
She immediately sent him a message back: "I'm starting work."
Then he put away his cell phone and hurried over.
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In front of the noisy train station, a bright gentian blue Porsche parked on the roadside.
Pedestrians dragging suitcases passed by couldn't help but take a second look. Tomorrow Lang sat in the car with a stinky face, feeling like a mascot, cursing and putting on his sunglasses.
"I'm really impressed. Why do ancestors have to ask me to come and pick them up in person?"
But what his father meant was that the girl who was admitted to Beijing University this time was particularly inspiring. After all, she came from the mountains and was admitted to the top prestigious school in the country. She was also a child sponsored by the Ming family, so it was an excellent publicity opportunity.
In this case, it was necessary to show that the Ming family valued the girl, and of course he had to personally attend the scene to be most sincere.
Tomorrow Lang looked at his watch and saw that an hour had passed. Damn it, it was the first time he had been let off, and it was a full hour!
He impatiently dialed his father's phone: "Dad, she's not here. Is she not coming? I'm leaving first."
"That might be because the train is delayed. Just wait."
"Can't you ask her?"
"She doesn't have a cell phone."
Tomorrow Lang:? ? ?
"What kind of caveman is this?"
Ming's father said in a stern tone: "Anyway, just wait. You must pick her up and deliver her in person. I gave her your mobile phone number. She will call you from a public phone when she arrives."
A public phone?
Tomorrow Lang almost thought he was returning to his ancestors when he heard these unfamiliar words.
Suddenly an unfamiliar mobile phone number called.
Tomorrow Lang took a look and saw that it was indeed a landline number. He hung up the phone to his father, pressed answer, and said in an impatient tone, "Hello?"
The person on the other side was a little cautious: "Hello, are you Mr. Ming?"
"Are you here? Come out quickly. I'll wait for you at the door of the West Square."
"Oh ok."
Tomorrow Lang waited for another twenty minutes, and finally saw a girl walking out carrying a luggage bag. She held a piece of paper in her hand and read the license plate numbers one by one along the roadside.
Tomorrow Langmei's heart skipped a beat, but it was really okay. With such an obvious Porsche parked here, she still had to check the license plate number against the junk cars in front of her? !
He honked the horn, and she looked up in surprise, then glanced at the license plate number of his car. After confirming it, she immediately trotted over, bending over and talking to the car window.
"Hello Mr. Ming, my train is late. I'm sorry, have you been waiting for a long time?"
He took a look at her. She was wearing shabby clothes. She had a skinny bean sprout-like figure. Her skin was a bit dark, and her short ear-length hair was also very tacky. However, her eyes were very bright, with clear black and white, like a young man in the forest. Wild deer running out.
He frowned, not only did it not match his preferences at all, but he also made fun of him.
"boarding."
The girl then opened the car door and sat in cautiously. It was probably the first time for her to ride in such a good car. It was a little novel and a little cramped. She nervously pulled on the seat belt.
Tomorrow Lang stepped on the accelerator and sent people to the event site, and his mission was over.
He didn't speak along the way, and the girl didn't speak either. He felt a little bored, so he asked casually: "Where are you from?"
"From Qishan."
"How long does it take to get here by train?"
"Twenty-six hours."
Tomorrow Lang looked at her in surprise: "You sat here?"
The girl pursed her lips and said, "I came here because I bought a last-minute ticket and all the seats were sold out."
Tomorrow Lang:? ? ?
What kind of ghost story is this?
He hummed softly: "Then your legs and feet are pretty good."
Girl: "..."
She reluctantly replied: "It's okay."
Half an hour later, he arrived at the event site. Tomorrow Lang stepped on the brakes and raised his chin: "We're here, go in by yourself."
He was too lazy to participate in such a frivolous activity. The photos he took had to be publicized all over the world. Picking people up was already the limit of his patience.
The girl nodded, and then she remembered something before getting out of the car. She took out a small knitted doll from her bag, which was a palm-sized brown bear, and gave it to him with both hands.
"I made this myself. Mr. Ming's support allowed me to go to college. Although I have nothing to repay you now, I made this little doll and gave it to you."
Tomorrow Lang frowned, what kind of weird thing is this?
But the girl's eyes were still very sincere, so he took it casually.
"Then I'll go first." The girl nodded, opened the car door, got out of the car, and trotted in.
Tomorrow Lang lowered his head and glanced at the little doll. Hey, it's very delicately made.
But he didn't like this kind of thing, so he threw it into the storage box.
Kick the accelerator and drive away from this place quickly.
Xiang Nuan rarely finished work early today, so she went home first. Uncle Zheng drove her back to pick her up. When she walked into the villa area, she heard the car behind her honking its horn.
It's a very cool Porsche.
Immediately afterwards, the Porsche was alongside them. The Porsche's window was pressed down, and Ming Lang's head was exposed: "What a coincidence!"
Uncle Zheng stopped the car immediately.
Xiang Nuan pressed down the car window and asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"I live here, didn't Shen Yan tell you? Of course we have to live together as close buddies."
Tomorrow Lang pointed to the building on the right with a smile: "That building is mine. Come to my house when you have free time and banquets. I will throw a party for you to celebrate your wedding."
Xiang Nuan inexplicably thought of Zhao Jing's wedding night party. How could Tomorrow Lang be more reliable than her?
She nodded: "Let's talk about it later."
"I'm leaving first!" Tomorrow Lang waved his hand and pushed the accelerator to overtake their car.
Uncle Zheng also started driving.
Xiang Nuan suddenly remembered something: "I heard that Mingjia is not holding any charity event today, why won't Lang Lang go there tomorrow?"
Uncle Zheng smiled: "If he is so obedient, the Ming family won't have to worry so much."
Xiang Nuan said dryly: "That's true."
After returning home, Xiang Nuan took a shower, then lazily rolled onto the bed, turned over comfortably, and checked Moments with his phone.
Clicking on the circle of friends, first there was a circle of friends where Zhao Jing was happily showing off the scenery, and then there was Zhao Jing cursing and saying that the chef in this restaurant was so bad that he might as well make pig food.
Xiang Nuan couldn't help but laugh. He was about to type a reply to her comment, but suddenly he saw her circle of friends below.
It was sent by Lin Tingxuan.
"It's the first day of my brave college internship. I'm so stupid. I always make mistakes. Boss, please stop scolding me. I will perform well next time 【crying】"
In the accompanying picture, she took a selfie with a pouty mouth. In the upper right corner of the photo, you can see a tall figure behind her, lowering her head to sign a document handed to her by the person next to her.
Xiang Nuan enlarged the picture and saw Shen Yanshi's serious and cold profile.
