Dear President, take it easy

"Tsk..." The sharp pain in both elbows made Ning Meng groan involuntarily.

The snow-white down jacket on his body was also torn several holes because of the fall.

"Ah..." She groaned again, then sat up with difficulty, moved her arms, and said to the Mercedes-Benz: "Who is this? I didn't know to see if there was anyone behind me before I stopped the car." Is it?"

Inside the car with a faint fragrance, Chen Zui, who was on the phone, had a panoramic view of the scene behind the car through the rearview mirror.

Impatiently, he said to the phone: "In the future, you don't need to ask me about this kind of thing, just chop it up and throw it into the shark tank against gang rules..." and quickly hung up the phone.

Glancing at the rearview mirror again, he cursed softly, "shit!"

Then he pushed open the car door with a cold face, and strode up to Ning Meng.

He looked at her condescendingly, pointed to the scratched spot on his car, and said, "Miss, are you short-sighted, cataract, or blind at all? Such a big car is parked here, so you just go straight to her?" Hit it?"

His words completely ignited the explosives in Ning Meng's heart.

Who speaks so harshly.

She raised her head, facing a sullen but handsome mixed-race face above her, said: "I think you are blind, right? Didn't you see someone behind you before you parked the car? How could you be so rude when you even cursed people!"

"Oh... I get it, you just want to blackmail me, right? It's not good to learn something at a young age, so you have to learn how to make porcelain like others. I have a thousand here, is it enough to pay for your medical expenses?"

As he spoke, he slowly squatted down and slapped ten fiery red bills on her scratched palm.

Touch porcelain?When Ning Meng heard this word, she became very angry.

It was obviously his fault, and he also said that others were prostitutes. He looks handsome and dresses decently, but why is his quality so low...

She sat where she was, looking at him angrily, clenched her hand holding 1000 RMB into a fist...

"Who are you staring at? Is 1000 yuan not enough? Two thousand?" As he spoke, he took out ten bills from his pocket, patted them in her other hand, and got up quickly, intending to walk into the car.

Ning Meng staggered to her feet, limped to him with 2000 yuan in her hand, and blocked his way.

"If you hurt someone, just pay for it, sir?"

"uh-huh……"

"Okay..." As he said that, Ning Meng directly folded the 2000 yuan in his hand, took out a one-dollar coin from his pocket, patted it in his hand, and said, "I'll give you 01..."

"What do you mean……"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Meng's fist landed hard on his right cheek...

"Damn girl, you don't want to live anymore, do you?" He covered his face that was about to swell from the beating, and glared.

He...was actually beaten by a little girl...!

"It's what you said, if you hurt someone, you just need to pay for it." As she spoke, Ning Meng turned around gracefully, limped to pick up the gift she had chosen, patted the dirt on her body, and picked up the bicycle. Carefully put the gift into the collapsed car basket.

Shen Zui stood on the spot and stared at her bitterly, his face getting darker and darker.

"What are you looking at with those dead fish eyes? Do you think you have little money? There is nothing you can do if you think it is too little. I only have so much cash on me."

"Damn girl, you..."

"What are you... You're not good man, go to hell." After finishing speaking, Ning Meng stuck out her tongue playfully at him and made a grimace.

Then, she pushed the bicycle and limped away...

Seeing his angry look, she really felt that he was too relieved!

She just wanted to piss him off!He's a tasteless, poisonous tongue man who is mad at him to death!

"You damn girl, don't tell me to meet you again!"

Ning Meng thought to herself, it was impossible to meet again!

She rolled her eyes again, but the sudden throbbing pain in her heart made her restrain all her smiles.

She paused, stretched out her hand, and kept rubbing her heart, trying to make herself more comfortable.

The white Mercedes-Benz sports car galloped past her like an arrow, and the sound was deafening.

While rubbing her heart lightly, she cursed at the car: "No Pin Man, I wish you a flat tire every day!"

After returning home and changing clothes, it was already dark when we took a taxi to the Imperial Hotel.

After paying the fare, Ning Meng limped out of the car with a gift in her hand, and then walked quickly into the restaurant.

Under the guidance of the waiter, he went upstairs and entered the box reserved by Liang Yi.

In the box, Liang Bo, Qiao Weiwei, Liang Yi, Zhou Chuyu, Ou Xiangbei, and Su Qingcheng were sitting together, talking and laughing.

Seeing Ning Meng limping, Liang Yi asked, "Ning Meng, what's wrong with your leg?"

Everyone cast concerned eyes on her.

It's okay, there was a small car accident on the road. "Ning Meng smiled lightly, limped to Liang Yi's side, put the gift in Liang Yi's hand, and said: "Master Yi, happy birthday. "

Thank you Ning Meng. Liang Yi smiled slightly, put Ning Meng's gift in the gift pile on the chair beside her, and said.

"Ning Meng, did you go to the hospital for a checkup, did you break anything?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

Ning Meng limped over to Qiao Weiwei again, sat down directly, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a skin injury."

"Okay, let's serve." Liangyi said after glancing at Ning Meng, she snapped her fingers at the waiter beside her.

"Ning Meng, why did you have a car accident?" Ou Xiangbei asked with one arm around Zhou Chuyu's waist.

"I was riding a bicycle well on the side of the road, and a sharp man driving a Mercedes-Benz suddenly pulled over the car, and I ran into it directly. Then, he also said that I was from Pengci, and threw me 1000 yuan to humiliate me. I..." Thinking of that experience, Ning Meng gritted her teeth.

"Did you write down the license plate number?" Liang Bo asked with raised eyebrows.

"I was so angry that I forgot to remember..."

While talking, the well-trained waiters have already put a dish of delicacies on the table.

"How can you forget such an important thing." Su Qingcheng said while playing with his chopsticks.

"That's right, you should write down the license plate number, let Master Bo find someone to beat him up, dare to bully us Ning Meng, it's simply courting death." Zhou Chuyu said again.

"Master Yi, why is there no cake?" Ning Meng, who loves cakes, was a little disappointed that there was no cake at the birthday party.

Not sure, I don't like the set of eating cakes and blowing out candles. "Liang Yi smiled lightly.

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“happy birthday to you~~happy birthday to you~~~”

When Liang Yi came home, as soon as he opened the door, Qiu Rong held the half-eaten big cake, sang happy birthday song with Shen Zui, who was bruised on the right side of his face, and walked in front of him.