Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Liu Fan pedal bicycle, it is lightning with sparks all the way, ten miles to the distance of ten minutes.

Standing in front of the Fuli Jiayuan community, looking at the buildings, my heart was filled with pride.

Labor and capital have finally come up with a flat. What kind of bullshit housing loan can't taint the youth of labor and capital!

He pushed his bicycle to the gate of the community.

Before we got close, five or six security guards in the community saw Liu Fan from a distance.

The front bar, the back seat, and the garbage can are hung on both sides. At first glance, it's a gorgeous garbage collector.

"Stop, you can't go in."

The security guard in black uniform stopped Liu Fan's way like an iron tower.

Liu Fan looked at him. He was a stocky looking and strong chested brother. He was staring at him.

"I'm the owner here. Let me in."

Liu Fan pointed to the front and explained.

Before the little brother said anything, the middle-aged security guards in the back were happy first.

"Did you hear that? The boy said he was the owner here, ha ha ha..."

"Boy, this bike is very chic. Did you get it from the countryside?"

"Brother Xian, don't make trouble. The country doesn't carry this pot. This boy has come across it!"

"Ha ha ha..."

Several security guards laugh so that their front chest is close to their back. The little security guard brother in front of them makes his face muscles tremble.

But Leng is to hold back.

At first glance, he is a person with strong expression management ability.

Liu Fan sighed secretly, he really didn't want to pretend to be forced, but why did he always provoke him?

How about pretending to be very tired!

He decided to continue with patience: "I'm really the owner here. I'm new here. You see, I still have the key!"

He took out the key and shook it.

However, my little brother couldn't turn his eyes.

"Let's go. It's a high-end community. The average standard configuration is famous cars. It's clean and clean, and there's no garbage to pick up."

In a word, the security brother vetoed Liu Fan's dress.

"Brother, you'd better go. I don't want to hit people."

"What can't you pick up, you have to pick up your fist?"

"Get out of here!"

Liu Fan's face is gloomy. These security guards don't even give themselves the chance to prove it. It's too deceiving.

But at this time, a whistle suddenly sounded.

Liu Fan looked around, but it was a C-class Mercedes Benz. The window rolled down. He was a young man with curly yellow hair, wearing sunglasses, and he didn't know what to chew.

"Who is this man?"

He asked indifferently.

When the security guards around him saw him, they immediately became respectful, except the little brother who stopped Liu Fan.

"Oh, it's brother Shao'an. It's nothing. It's just a garbage collector who has to come into our community and says he's the owner here."

One of the guards said with a smile.

The Yellow haired man glanced at Liu Fan curiously, then sneered: "picking up garbage? Garbage collectors also want to come in, ha ha! "

Liu fan stopped his bike and asked seriously, "please tell me what kind of people are qualified to go in?"

"See?"

The Yellow haired man pointed to his car and said proudly, "more than 500000 cars are small things here. If you were to pick up garbage, you would have to pick it up for more than ten years! Poor man, the life of a superior society is beyond your imagination

"That's right, brother Shaoan is right. Garbage collectors don't deserve to be here!"

"Go, go, go!"

They point at Liu Fan and urge him to leave.

"Get out of here."

At first, Liu Fan's brother obviously didn't deal with these people around him, but he advised Liu fan to leave quickly.

Liu Fan sighed slightly, and the Yellow haired man and the crowd in front of him said, "remember what you just said, if it's a man, just wait for me here for five minutes."