Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 897 911 【A man should be self-improvement】on
When Song Zhichao was arranging documents in the study, someone knocked on the door, but it was Ruan Ling, the personal bodyguard.

Ruan Ling specially wore a black outfit today, and she was very neatly dressed.She reported to Song Zhichao that the car was ready and ready to leave at any time.

Song Zhichao nodded, indicating that he understood.

Ruan Ling did not leave.

Song Zhichao asked her what else to do.

Ruan Ling said, "Are you sure you only let me go with you?"

Song Zhichao didn't speak, and got up from the desk, "I'm just going to inspect the prison, how many people will I bring?"

Ruan Ling hesitated to speak.

In fact, Ruan Ling knew very well that the inspection at Stanley Prison was very risky. Although the prison was closely guarded and she was agile, if something happened, she could not afford it.

Originally, Ruan Ling hoped that her elder brother Ruan Jun would go with her, but Song Zhichao sent Ruan Jun to do business with Qi Wanda.

Ruan Ling chose the next best thing, hoping to be with Niu Xiong, and the two of them would protect Song Zhichao so that they could take care of each other.

But Song Zhichao told Niu Xiong to stay at home to help protect his father and mother.

In other words, this time Song Zhichao went to Stanley Prison for inspection, she was the only one with this protection.

Even though Ruan Ling thinks highly of herself, she can't help feeling a lot of pressure.

Seeing Ruan Ling's worried expression, Song Zhichao said, "I remember well, when you and your elder brother Ruan Jun were hired from Angel Security Company, you didn't like me."

Ruan Ling didn't hide it either: "It's true."

Song Zhichao smiled and looked at Ruan Ling: "Why don't you like me?"

Ruan Ling: "Because I feel like you are a playboy."

"is it?"

Ruan Ling nodded, and said coldly: "You even tease an ugly woman like me, and you still say you are not?"

Song Zhichao recalled the time when he blew into Ruan Ling's ears and eyes, and felt that his behavior at that time was really flirtatious and frivolous.

"If it is because of my indecent behavior that you think so, then I apologize to you."

Fearing that Ruan Ling wouldn't believe it, Song Zhichao spread his hands and said, "I'm serious. At that time, I just thought it was fun to amuse you, and there was no other meaning."

Ruan Ling said with a straight face, "Why are you telling me this?"

"I just don't want you to misunderstand me." Song Zhichao said, "I don't even want you to misunderstand Niu Xiong. People say that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Although I sometimes get a little bit aggressive, Niu Xiong is a very serious person. "

Ruan Ling pouted, looked at Song Zhichao, and said nothing.

Song Zhichao walked to the desk and sat down again, looking at Ruan Ling: "Can I have a cup of tea?"

Ruan Ling walked over and made him a cup of tea.

Song Zhichao said, "Thank you." He pointed to the chair next to him and signaled Ruan Ling to sit down.

Ruan Ling said, "I can just stand."

Song Zhichao didn't force it, and continued: "I know, Brother Xiong likes you. He has been with me for so long, and he came to Hong Kong from the mainland to work hard. He is very lonely. I also want to have a companion by his side." Son."

"It can be seen that you are a good girl, so I hope you can accept him, or give him a chance."

Ruan Ling smiled, the hideous scar on the left twisted on her face like a centipede: "What do you mean by telling me this?"

Song Zhichao smiled bluntly: "It means that this time there will be more bad luck than good luck, please make plans early."

Ruan Ling was stunned for a moment: "In this case, why do you still want me to accompany you?"

Song Zhichao picked up the teacup, took a sip and said with a smile, "The secret must not be revealed."

……

Song's mansion, in the garage——
Song Zhichao looked at the 5-series BMW that Ruan Ling had chosen, and frowned, "It's still too high-profile."

Ruan Ling pointed to the antique BMW: "Where is that one?"

Song Zhichao: "That car was out of the limelight last time—even more high-profile than this one."

Song Zhichao was referring to the last time he drove this antique car worth 300 million Hong Kong dollars to accompany Du Chunmei for dinner, and finally caused chaos in the Haosheng Hotel.

Seeing that Song Zhichao was not satisfied with these cars, Ruan Ling glanced at the "Cadillac", "Rolls Royce", and "Ferrari" in the garage. The luxury car doesn't drive, what the hell?

But now that Song Zhichao wants to drive a low-key car, where can he find it temporarily?
Song Zhichao also felt that his request was obviously "excessive".But this time when I went to the Stanley Prison market, rumors had already been exposed. If I drove there in a luxury car, I would obviously be a target.

Song Zhichao's purpose is very simple, to be as low-key as possible, and to be as unobtrusive as possible.

When Song Zhichao was in distress, he heard the sound of a car starting outside the garage, and Feng Dajian's loud voice, "Mr. Song, Mrs. Wang, please go back, we are leaving too!"

Song Zhichao's eyes lit up, "Yes!"

……

Feng Dajian never dreamed that Song Zhichao would change cars with him.

Song Zhichao said that he fell in love with Feng Dajian's white Toyota pickup truck for pulling fruit, and said he wanted to experience driving this kind of car.

Drive a broken car?

This kind of "advanced taste" Feng Dajian doesn't understand.

He thinks that Song Zhichao is obviously "full-fed"; but he is a Hong Kong tycoon, and it is obviously inappropriate to use such a word to describe him. To be precise, it should be "rich people experience civilian life."

Well, I can't control that much anymore, let's pick a car first!

Feng Dajian was taken to the garage by Niu Xiong, looking at the luxury cars in the garage, such as BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Mercedes-Benz, Lincoln, Cadillac, Ferrari, and many other luxury cars whose names he didn't know, he thought he was dreaming.

"Oh my god, my eyes are blurred."

"My God, I'm not dreaming."

"I can pick all these cars?" Feng Dajian asked Niu Xiong beside him.

Niu Xiong was not happy——not happy that Song Zhichao left him at home, but brought Ruan Ling alone to Stanley Prison for inspection.

Therefore, there was a small emotion, and he said to Feng Dajian, who was tall and thick, "You have to pick and pick quickly, what are you talking about!" The tone was not good.

Feng Dajian was taken aback. He felt that this big guy didn't give him face. Even Mr. Song didn't talk to him so loudly. Who are you?But when he saw Niu Xiong staring fiercely, he immediately said obediently: "Oh, wait a moment, I will choose right away."

In the end, Feng Dajian chose the silver Rolls-Royce with the wings of a fairy. Although Feng Dajian didn't know the goods, he watched TV, and there were performances on TV. Many times, those rich and rich people would drive this kind of car when they went out. The car, the body got into the car, the door was closed, the rear of the car smoked, and the people around bowed and saluted, it was very majestic.

"Is this one okay?" Feng Dajian pointed at the silver Rolls Royce shyly.

When Niu Xiong saw it, he rolled his eyes and yelled, "Change to another one!"

He cursed in his heart, the fruit guy is very knowledgeable --- this is his favorite "Rolls-Royce Phantom", even I can't bear to drive it, and occasionally I just wax the car, and you still keep an eye on it.

As Song Zhichao's personal driver, Niu Xiong felt that he had the responsibility to protect the integrity of the vehicle, not even scratches.

Feng Dajian was a little unhappy: "But Mr. Song said that I can pick whatever I want."

"Then you can pick whatever you want - what are you talking about!" Niu Xiong gave him a hard look.

Feng Dajian immediately faltered, "Ahem, which one should I choose?"

Niu Xiong pulled him, "This one won't work! That one won't work either! No, this one is the only one!"

Feng Dajian looked at the black BMW 5 Series in front of him, no matter how you looked at it, it was not as dazzling as a Ferrari or Rolls Royce.

Before Feng Dajian agreed, Niu Xiong patted him on the shoulder: "Just go out and say, you picked this car yourself, I didn't force you—understand?"

The bones of his shoulders were almost shattered, looking at Niu Xiong's threatening eyes, Feng Dajian could only reply sadly: "I know!
(End of this chapter)