Play Nice

Chapter 129: 129
If he was not mistaken, the girl should have come from Vigaranka.Jing Zhao had never seen a real person, but he had seen photos in the Golden World database.

Ms. Lu temporarily left the tenants on the second floor behind, got out of the elevator excitedly, and walked to a new car: "Zhaobao, take a look, do you like it?"

Ms. Lu bought a new car for Jing Zhao.

This time it is not the red that Ms. Lu prefers, but black, and the style of the car is more commercial.Ms. Lu didn't know where she heard it, saying that the funeral home is a place where there is crying, and it is not suitable for a festive color like red, so Ms. Lu bought black.

Ms. Lu is a very delicate person in all aspects. It is difficult for people to communicate their joys and sorrows, but at least they can avoid collisions.

"The procedures are all done for you, and you can go straight to the road."

So, Jing held the new car that Ms. Lu bought, and the merchant led it to the funeral home.

Ms. Lu was brooding about the rumor that Shang Lingling was caught last time. She mentioned it to Jing Zhao and asked him to go to the funeral home to refute the rumor.

Jing Zhao is not a dawdling temperament, but he always drives very slowly.

The weather outside is very good, the streets are full of traffic, the trees on the roadside sway, the white-collar workers rushing to work are in a hurry, the hawkers who sell breakfast are running through the streets, and the old people who take their grandchildren to school are a little hobbled.

The sun is warm in winter, the years are just right, and everyone has their own busy schedules.

Shang Lingling was drinking the warmed milk that Ms. Lu gave her, sweet and sour: "Jing Zhao."

"Ah."

On a whim, she asked, "Apart from me and your family, who else has been in your co-pilot?"

At the traffic light in front, Jing Zhao reduced his speed and said, "A lot."

Shang Lingling chased after him and asked, "Are there any young men of the opposite sex?"

He didn't hesitate: "Yes."

The light was red and the car stopped.

Shang Lingling bit the straw of milk and said half-jokingly, "In the movie, the co-pilot of the male protagonist only allows the female protagonist to sit alone."

Not only in movies, but also in novels. Maybe the screenwriter and author think this kind of plot is very romantic.

Jing Zhao turned his head and looked at Shang Lingling: "You should watch less of those unrealistic movies."

Business leader: "..."

Well, she was just joking.

Jing Zhao's hand didn't leave the steering wheel, he glanced at the red light, there were 15 seconds left.

He explained: "I often take pictures everywhere, sometimes conditions do not allow, many staff may have to squeeze in the same car."

Shang Lingling has seen the photos he took in his studio. He has been to beaches, Gobi, grasslands, and deep mountains. He not only shoots beautiful scenery, but also shoots backward and barren.

The business leader asked him, "Will it be very hard?"

"Fortunately, I have seen a lot of really hard-working people."

The green light was already on, and the cars next to him drove forward one after another. On the sidewalk, an old man with a hunched back was still walking slowly. Someone was honking and impatient.

Jing Zhao's car was in the same place, and he told the girls around him, "Leader, we are very lucky. We live in a country where there is no food and clothing troubles and no danger of war. We don't have to worry about flying accidents or bullets passing through."

He is someone who has seen suffering in the world.

He is a man who will sympathize with human suffering.

Shang Lingling is a different person from him, but at this moment, she seems to be able to empathize with him.

The old man had finished crossing the road, and the car started slowly.

Shang Lingling opened the car window and received a large piece of warm sun on his face: "Jing Zhao, are you an angel in the world?"

He smiled: "No, I'm an ordinary person."

"You are my boyfriend."

This he admitted: "Hmm."

It took about half an hour on the way.

Jing Zhao parked the car in the parking space reserved for funeral home employees.

Shang Lingling unfastened his seat belt: "Then I'm going to work."

"Ah."

The business leader got out of the car.

Jing Zhao also got out of the car, she looked at him, ok, in a questioning tone.

What Ms. Lu said, she wanted to refute the rumor.Jing Zhao walked over and held her hand.

"I'll take you to the office."

Sure enough, someone on the way asked, "Leader, what is this?"

The person who asked was a female colleague in Shang Lingling's office.

Shang Lingling was appropriately shy: "My boyfriend."

Who took off the funeral home's flowers?

When the female colleague saw it, she was stunned. After being stunned, she said hello: "Hello, hello, I am a colleague who leads the same group."

Jing Zhao politely replied, "Hello."

In the cafeteria not far away, a small disturbance was taking place.

"Come and see!"

The first thing Xiao Chen from the plastic surgery group discovered was like discovering a new world: "There is a young talent beside the leader!"

One word caught everyone's attention.

Zuo Xiaoyun also probed to look at the young talents, and was startled: "I'm stupid!"

It's the "ghost"!
"I know him!" This is Xiao Zhang from the wake hall.

Zuo Xiaoyun looked at Xiao Zhang and thought to himself: Could it be that Xiao Zhang also met the "Ghost" by chance?

Zhang did not.

Xiao Zhang was very excited: "He is the very popular photographer." Xiao Zhang found the Weibo post that was on the hot search a few days ago, "That's him!"

Xiao Zhang also found a few pictures of Jing Zhao that were circulated in the public.

Zuo Xiaoyun leaned over: "I'm grass!"

This live picture, lead the cattle batch!

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　　I also wrote about the bridge section where only the female protagonist sits in the co-pilot hahahahahaha

　　
　
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