Driver of The Beautiful CEO

Jiuye is dead.

As soon as the news spread, the whole market exploded.Despite the official instructions, there is still a lot of discussion in the society. There are various speculations and opinions, and some people really doubt the authenticity of this "together".

On the Internet, some people blame Jiuye's past, and some people said the undercurrent organization with a serious saying. Although they are basically nonsense, they also say that they are the same as they have seen with their own eyes.Even in the end, some people really doubted Liu Yanbo's head. After all, when he beat someone at Tianshui Bar that night, many people were present.

However, the fact that there is no evidence is actually rumor.

When Liu Yanbo was okay, he would also look at the gossip of cheating on traffic. Although there were no photos and videos of him playing Xue Long that night, and no name surname, he still guessed that the taxi that recently had a grudge against Jiuye among the netizens The driver is himself.

He did not panic at all, just like all the melon-eaters, except that the stories of leisure time would be read casually and never in his mind.

He has enough self-confidence, even if people all over the world suspect that he did it, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to admit it, no one can find a little evidence to break his plain life.

It's noon again.

Liu Yanbo sat in the taxi while watching the gossip articles in his mobile phone, while eating the two eggs he had in his pocket in the morning, and he smiled a bit as if he had nothing to do.

"Master, please send me to the Huarong Community." A man wearing gold-tinted glasses opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot position."Thank you a little bit faster, I'll hurry."

"Okay." Liu Yanbo put away his mobile phone, ate the last half of the egg in one gulp, and took a sip of water to remind him: "Sir, please put on your seat belt. The traffic police recently checked."

"Oh! Okay." The glasses man quickly buckled up his seat belt and smiled politely: "It's really embarrassing. I'm easy to forget things when I'm in a hurry. Master, don't be surprised."

Since Liu Yanbo drove a taxi, a courteous passenger like the glasses man was the first time he encountered it.

The elegant atmosphere and bright eyes are like a torch.

This is Liu Yanbo's evaluation of the glasses man.

"Sir, you are too kind." Liu Yanbo smiled back politely, and then started the car.

The traffic on the road is a little heavy, and the traffic is stopped. Liu Yanbo, afraid of the irritability of the glasses guy, turned on the music——

A large river with wide waves

Wind blowing rice flowers

...

Just two lines of music, the glasses guy said with a smile: "You are not old to see the master. I didn't expect you to like to listen to this classic old song, but it is rare."

Liu Yanbo said with a smile: "If sir doesn't like to listen, I will change it."

"No need to change, it's good, such an old song is comfortable to listen to." The glasses man took out his phone, didn't know what he saw, and took a deep breath. After a while, he was surprised: "I didn't think it happened last night. What a big deal!"

Liu Yanbo drove the car intently, without any words.

"Master, have you watched the news?" The glasses man whispered: "Last night, Huang Jiuye was killed."

The fact that Jiuye was killed is the headline of Haishi today, and it is constantly being pushed to the top on the Internet. It is now a well-known thing.

Liu Yanbo nodded, and Bo Lan said without surprise: "I was watching this news in the car just now."

Huh~

The glasses guy has probably seen the comments of netizens. He was as if he had discovered the New World. He was surprised: "This official has clearly given instructions, why are there people who do not want to believe it? It is said that Huang Jiuye may be a taxi The driver killed."

The glasses man said very directly, just like discussing with his friends, and he didn't care about himself at all. He was sitting in a taxi.

After a slight pause, the spectacled man seemed to be thoughtful, glanced at Liu Yanbo intentionally or unintentionally, and continued: "But now there are more nonsense people on this Internet, but some are not necessarily groundless. Someone really knows something hidden. Master, are you saying I’m right?"

"I don't know." Liu Yanbo shook his head, and Yu Guang noticed the slight flash in the eyes of the spectacled man."Mr. Too exalted me! This is a big social event. For a citizen like me, it is good to listen to this gossip story. How dare you express your opinion?"

Hearing Liu Yanbo’s reply, the glasses guy seemed a little disappointed. He sighed slightly: “Masters don’t have to be arrogant, and there are talents out of the generations, and the citizens will have great wisdom. The big hidden in the city. The virtue is just a civilian, but they always change the direction of the world and even determine the destiny of this country."

Throughout the ages, there are three religions and nine schools, hundreds of schools, and many sages and talents in it.

The glasses man's words are not false, but they are somewhat outdated.

The two people who didn't know each other said such a long story for the first time, but also because he met Liu Yanbo, and instead of someone else, he was likely to be regarded as a neuropathy.

Liu Yanbo nodded with a smile and casually said: "Then borrow Mr. Ji Yan's words, I hope that one day, I can also show Lingyun's aspirations."

Judging from Liu Yanbo's performance in the past three years, he is an ambitious person.

The reason why he said this is to tell the other party that this topic can already be stopped.

Liu Yanbo didn't say it clearly, but he knew that the glasses guy would understand.

The road is not far away, and after a sudden silence for more than ten minutes, the car has stopped at the gate of Huarong District.

"Thank you, Master." The spectacled man paid for it, and when he got off the bus, he suddenly turned back and said something inexplicable: "The next time I meet, I hope to make a friend with you."

After all, regardless of whether Liu Yanbo agreed or not, the glasses man walked into the community without getting off the front of the car.

Liu Yanbo smiled, and watched the glasses man leave. He hadn't waited for him to think about anything, and the phone rang.

It was Bai Bin who called.

Liu Yanbo answered the phone and asked gently: "Bin Shao, is there something wrong?"

Bai Bin on the other end of the phone gave a "huh" sound, but after a long time, he didn't speak again.

Liu Yanbo did not urge him. He knew that Bai Bin had many things to ask. When facing this brother, he had enough patience to wait.

Bai Bin's breathing was a little loud, and he could feel his anxiety across the phone. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but he was stuck in his throat and could not speak. In the end, they all turned into a simple greeting: " Shaobo, how are you doing recently?"

"I'm fine." Liu Yanbo put down the window and slowly smoked a cigarette."Can eat and sleep, can run and jump, do not sleep at get off work, go home from work with wine and meat, and there are people waiting, but you are more at ease than you big soldier."

"That's good." Bai Bin said with a smile: "Your kid can still be so poor."

Liu Yanbo asked with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Bai Bin said: "Just want to call you and talk."

"Then just talk about it!"

"..."

The two of them talked for a while without saying a word, and hung up the phone without talking about a serious matter in the end.

Liu Yanbo put away his mobile phone and turned his head to Huarong Community.

He knew what Bai Bin just wanted to ask, and he knew why the spectacled man said that inexplicable sentence when he left.

Liu Yanbo also knows that, in the next few days, many people will find themselves either in Mingli or in secret.

This is the aftereffect of killing Jiuye. He is mentally prepared.

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