Super resource tycoon

Soothing music is playing in the car.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu sat in the back row and talked quietly.

Seeing that the two didn't mean to chat with him, Muronghe didn't talk to him wittyly, and concentrated on driving.

At a traffic light intersection, the red light came on, Muronghe slowly stepped on the brake and stopped the car in front of the stop line.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and Murong River had been driving from two o'clock in the afternoon until now. It is fake to say that he is not tired.

As a demolition household with more than a dozen suites, Yu Gong, it is said that Murong He does not have to fight like this.

The little money for driving an online taxi is not enough for him to collect a fraction of the rent in a month.

Obviously Muronghe is not the kind of person who messes around, otherwise he would not have a good day of eating, drinking and having fun, but he ran out to drive an online car.

Doing and loving, he has deeply taken himself into the identity of an online ride-hailing driver now, thinking about doing this job well.

This can be regarded as a small request from him, a goal set for himself.

If a person lives without a goal, what is the difference from a salted fish?

One cannot lose a goal in life. When one goal is reached, find the next goal for yourself.

Muronghe stared intently at the red numbers on the traffic lights that were getting smaller.

The driver's most annoying thing is probably to wait for the red light, but Muronghe suddenly felt that the red light was very festive today.

Muronghe retracted his gaze from the red light, and glanced at the two people sitting in the back row imperceptibly through the rearview mirror.

In Murong He's eyes, these young men and women are so good-matched, they are simply a natural match.

The gentle talk between them, the unsuspecting look on their faces made Murong He envy the relationship between them in his heart.

Muronghe was of medium build and ordinary appearance, and belonged to the type that could not be found in a crowd.

There is nothing in him that can attract attention.

What embarrassed Murong He was that it was his last name that made the most impression.

After all, the surname Murong is still rare in daily life.

When he had no money before, Murong He always felt that no woman would like his type.

Now that he has money, he feels that women come for his own money.

After wasting the years, wasting myself, seeing that it was over half 30, and immediately rushing to the fourth person, Muronghe hadn't even officially talked about a relationship.

An apartment with more than a dozen suites is considered the fifth best of diamonds in Hengdian.

In the previous two years, there were not a hundred and eighty people who introduced Murong He to his blind date, and he was almost casting a psychological shadow on him.

"Why do you want to fall in love suddenly?" In a daze, Muronghe suddenly had such a thought.

When the green light came on, Murong He was still immersed in his thoughts and never recovered.

"Why don't you leave the master?" Wu Jun raised his eyes to Murong He with a look of doubt.

Ma Siyu also looked at Murong He with some wonder. It had been almost ten seconds since the red turned green, and the car was still in place.

Also, it was at night, and there was no car behind.

"Oh, oh, sorry, sorry, I was a little distracted just now." After returning to his mind, Murong He said apologetic, hurriedly started the car and drove towards the intersection. The fire was actually put out in the middle.

"Is this buddy sleepy and fatigued driving?" After seeing Muronghe's operation, Wu Jun said in his heart.

However, I have already walked more than half of the distance at this time, and I will be home after another intersection and it is not worth changing people.

"Sister Tao, like you, has been single for so many years?" Wu Jun turned around and continued the topic with Ma Siyu, "No wonder you two can talk so well. You have found another self."

After Wu Jun heard the news from Ma Siyu, he was very surprised.

Although Chen Tao was well maintained, Wu Jun judged that she should be about the same age as Xu Zheng.

People who are running for five immediately have never been in love. If you don't hurry up, the sunset will be a bit late.

"You are hoping that I will never get married! You..." Ma Siyu was halfway through when he suddenly saw an electric car rushing from the front left.

Electric cars don't mean to slow down. Muronghe probably didn't see electric cars, and he didn't mean to slow down at all.

"Be careful! Brake quickly!" Ma Siyu glared and shouted anxiously to Muronghe.

"Squeaky~"

"Boom!"

Because of the rush, even though Muronghe stopped the car, he still crashed into the galloping electric car.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu glanced at each other, and energetically pushed off the seat belts on their bodies, and pushed open the doors on both sides to get out of the car.

Muronghe got out of the car immediately.

After the three of them got out of the car, they saw a black electric car in front of the car, and the fender in front of the electric car had been hit.

More than two meters away from the electric car, a man in a green army coat was sitting on the ground. He saw Wu Jun getting off the car and cursing in dialect.

"I*, I don't have long eyes when driving, I want to send Laozi to Xitian!"

"Dog*, why is I so unlucky."

"The electric car I just bought!"

"Oh hello, my leg hurts so much, it was broken by your grandson!"

There were no bloodstains on the ground, and the wounded could still swear. The matter was not as serious as imagined.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu looked at each other, and while they were relieved for the driver, they also felt that this evening was a bit...

how to say.

Both Wu Jun and Ma Siyu could understand and speak the dialect of the wounded.

In a traffic accident in the middle of the night, there was a fellow!

Murong He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward and cared: "Big brother, where did you hurt? I will take you to the hospital first."

"Where to go to the hospital? Where do you send Lao Tzu? Where can I find you?" The man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Call the police and let the police handle it. I believe the police, not you."

"Brother, please rest assured, I will never run. It is right to report to the police if an accident occurs, but don't delay seeking medical attention." Muronghe turned around and pointed to Wu Jun and Ma Siyu and said, "These two can be witnesses to this incident. Remember the license plate number, I will never run."

The man grinned and gasped, and insisted: "I don't believe you, the three of you belong to a group."

It seems that the man's leg is indeed injured, and blood has leaked from his trouser legs.

"Brother, are you from Pingshan?" Wu Jun pointed to Ma Siyu, and said to the man in dialect, "We are both Pingshan, and I won't be with him."

"Really! You two are Hirayama!" The man looked at Wu Jun with surprise.

Wu Jun's pure Hirayama dialect instantly dispelled the man's suspicion of him.

Pingshan dialect is very small, and basically no one can understand it when it is out of Pingshan, let alone anyone who speaks so sloppyly.