The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng's car gradually drove away. Zhai Lu looked at Lin Wan'er who was squatting and crying in the rearview mirror, and sighed reluctantly: "Brother Feng, when you were in school, you two were the golden boy and jade girl that everyone envied. At that time, I thought that with the degree of your match, you two would be able to grow old together. Now that it has come to this point... is there really no room for redemption?"

Compared with him, Qin Feng's face did not have a trace of regret or regret.

He just raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror, and did not reveal the slightest bit of reluctance to Lin Wan'er who was getting farther and farther away.

It's not that he is heartless, but he understands that it is difficult to mend a broken mirror.

The mirror between them has been broken by Lin Wan'er herself, and there is no need for him to hold the remnants on the ground and be reluctant to let go.

"Missed is missed, no matter how beautiful the past is, it is only the past." Qin Feng glanced at the time: "We all have to have a new beginning."

Seeing that he was so determined, Zhai Lu stopped complaining.

After all, it is best for others not to interrupt the emotional issues between two people.

When the train arrived at the high-speed railway station, Zhai Lu sent him to the entrance and said with some worry: "Brother Feng, do you really not need me to go with you?"

"What are you going to do?" Qin Feng waved his hand: "Although Xingsheng is temporarily closed, someone still needs to deal with Xiao Lin, and the emotions of the employees also need to be comforted. I am not at ease to hand it over to others. Your task is still very arduous, so you have to keep an eye on it."

"Don't worry, Brother Feng," Zhai Lu patted his shoulder and sniffed for no reason: "When you return as a king, I will definitely return Xingsheng to you intact!"

Men are not good at saying sensational words, and Qin Feng is not that kind of person.

He smiled and turned to enter the station: "Let's go."

Zhai Lu booked a business class this time, and there were only four seats in a carriage.

When Qin Feng got on the train, there were already a few people, and it seemed that they were also going to Sichuan.

One of them was a middle-aged man. Qin Feng knew that he was not a simple person after just one look at him.

He looked up and glanced at himself casually. His eyes had a sense of vicissitudes, but they were calm.

This temperament is not something that ordinary people can have.

There were several exquisite side dishes and a glass of white wine on the small table in front of him. The wine tasted mellow and seemed to be expensive.

There were four tall bodyguards standing behind him, all wearing neat overalls and thick-soled military boots.

This kind of dress was much more professional than the foreign bodyguards in suits and leather shoes around Zhang Sancheng and others before.

If a fight really broke out, the tight suit would only hinder them.

As soon as Qin Feng got in the car, the four people looked him up and down. One of them even stood forward calmly, just separating Qin Feng and the middle-aged man.

Qin Feng didn't react much to this.

As a big shot, it's normal to be a little nervous when going out.

He didn't bother to care, and took his bag to sit down at his seat.

Before he could put his things down, the person who was blocked by the newspaper in another seat stood up. It was a woman.

High ponytail, delicate face, hot body, arrogant and insolent.

She walked with a pair of long legs and walked directly to Qin Feng's seat to stop him, tapping the table with her fingers: "This carriage is reserved, change your seat, and I will refund you double the difference."

The ponytail girl looked a little impatient, and took out a thousand yuan from her wallet and threw it on the table: "Is this enough? Don't stand there, hurry up and move."

The girl was dressed gorgeously, and it was obvious that she was a child of a wealthy family.

However, her tone of voice was arrogant and condescending.

Qin Feng's eyes turned cold: "I bought the ticket, I don't want to change the seat, you can take back the money."

"Just change it if I ask you to, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

"In a public place, I have a ticket and a seat, how can you ask me to change seats?"

"I have already said that I will make up the difference, you don't understand what I am saying!"

The ponytail girl was furious, raised her hand and pushed Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold. He wanted to teach the girl a lesson, but he heard a vicissitudes but majestic voice from the back: "Liuli, don't be rude!"

"It was because we bought the tickets late that we couldn't book the carriage. How can we drive away other passengers?"

"But..."

The middle-aged man's voice suddenly became stern: "Why, my words don't work?"

The arrogance on the ponytail girl's face instantly faded, and she became very respectful: "Liuli knows."

Qin Feng looked at the middle-aged man, who looked up and smiled at him gently: "Young man, I'm so sorry. I spoiled my student and disturbed you. I apologize to you on her behalf."

Qin Feng nodded calmly, as a response to the man, and then walked around Liuli and went to his seat.

Seeing his expressionLiuli was very unhappy with his appearance.

His outfit cost no more than a thousand yuan, and he used the simplest canvas bag, which was not eye-catching at all.

It seemed that this was his first time to sit in business class. He was of ordinary status, but he loved to be equal to others. Such a person would not have any future.

If Mr. Chen had not stopped him, she would have slapped him out of the car.

"The next stop is Chuanzhong, right?"

Mr. Chen spoke, waving his hand to signal his men to put away the wine and food in front of them: "Since someone has boarded the car, I will not eat, so as not to affect others' rest."

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

Liuli took the initiative to walk up and help put away the wine and food.

Qin Feng had already leaned back in his seat to rest, and the car was about to start in five minutes.

Just as the door was about to close, five migrant workers suddenly squeezed into the business class, four men and one woman, each holding a large sack in their hands, looking dusty and restrained.

One of the middle-aged men was sweating all over his face. As soon as he got on the bus, he clasped his fists to the people on the bus and said, "Sorry to disturb you guys. We are working in Sichuan and didn't buy seats. The second-class and first-class seats are full, and we see that there are still many empty seats here, so I want to let my wife rest here. Do you mind?"

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled the pregnant woman next to him.

Liuli was a little unhappy to see them looking so dusty, but Mr. Chen spoke before her: "The seats are built for people to sit on, please sit down and rest."

Although the girl named Liuli always looked arrogant, Mr. Chen was very kind and kind.

Facing a group of migrant workers, he didn't show any disgust at all.

"Thank you, boss, thank you!"

The middle-aged man bowed to Mr. Chen gratefully and quickly pulled the woman to her seat and sat down.

As soon as they got on the bus, the door was already closed.

As the bus was about to depart, Qin Feng glanced at a few people, but stood up and said, "There is more than one passenger in the car, and you haven't asked me yet."

The middle-aged man seemed to be surprised that Qin Feng would speak, and was stunned for a moment: "This boss shouldn't mind, right?"

Qin Feng had a blank expression on his face: "Unfortunately, I mind a lot, you can go sit in another car."