Mr.president, you are too gentle

Calmly change your clothes, tie your tie, and go out to work.

The new day is still a cycle, and nothing has changed. It seems that yesterday's confusion still doesn't exist, covered with a layer of ash, so indifferent.

Cheng shaozhao's apartment is naturally in a high-grade residential area. Although it is in the city center, it is because all the people living have private cars.

So that Fu Xiaoxiao dripped on his mobile phone for a long time, and there was no response from the driver. She was dejected and a little depressed, holding her cell phone in a daze.

After walking with intuition for a while, Fu Xiaoxiao finally realized how big the community was! So that for most of the day, Fu Xiaoxiao didn't even touch the door of the residential area, but passed by buildings with similar decoration.

Misfortune doesn't come alone. After fuxiaoxiao groped in the community for a while, he finally saw the gate of the remote residential area. Before the smile on his face could bloom, the day suddenly changed.

It is August, the hottest time in summer. The storm in summer has always been like this. It rained cats and dogs without warning.

It's true that heaven is not beautiful. The clouds seem to be blown and gathered from all directions of the sky in an instant. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the brilliant morning light disappeared in an instant.

The Wutong tree leaves on the side of the trees are slightly shrinking with the wind, and they have made neat and planned voices. Fu Xiaoxiao felt that it was much darker around. She frowned and looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, there were dark clouds, and the ground was still wet last night, as if it was to meet the arrival of such a downpour. Fu Xiaoxiao couldn't help cursing, "Damn it, do you want to be so unlucky."

Although Fu Xiaoxiao complained about the weather, he also accelerated the pace on his feet. He prayed secretly that the thunder and rain were small, and father-in-law sun would open again.

However, you should know that Fu Xiaoxiao is not a lucky person from small to large. She is the kind who buys lottery tickets and never misses all the numbers perfectly. She hasn't met any more bottles when buying drinks. She hasn't even opened a treasure chest in the game.

Luck is something that Fu Xiaoxiao gave up early. The reason for working hard to make money is actually very simple, that is bad luck.

If everyone can be heinous with good luck, he is born with the wind and water, and everything goes well. Then who is willing to work hard? Isn't it enough to hold a computer at home and laugh at the world?

All this is to pay a small mind, that is, to come out and complain a little at this time.

Although the misfortune from small to large accompanied him, Fu Xiaoxiao still held a little expectation at this time. "Please, don't rain before you go home."

The idea just turned from Fu Xiaoxiao's mind. In an instant, thunder rumbled from the distant space, and soon the rain fell down.

With a fierce momentum, the rain hit the earth unscrupulously. Others still have eaves that can keep out the rain, but Fu Xiaoxiao can only run to the door with his head in his arms.

Fortunately, it was only a few steps away. The clothes were not very wet. Fu Xiaoxiao stood under the eaves of the guard at the entrance of the community.