After talking about this, Song Qingyun came out of the office and found Du Limei standing at the door listening.

He was both angry and funny: "Boss Du, you are so curious. You have to listen to everything. It's so insignificant that you don't go as a spy."

Durimi was a little embarrassed: "I heard it by, I accidentally heard it, sorry."

Song Qingyun: "I don't care. There is nothing that can't be heard, but if you don't change your habit, you will sooner or later get into trouble if you don't change it."

"That's, that's... By the way, Secretary Song, are you going to the provincial capital and take a free ride? You've been out for so many days, and you miss your daughter very much. Go back and have a look."

"Do you don't have a car?" Song Qingyun felt in his heart that Boss Du was a cowhide king, and there was nothing in his mouth that was true. He was a little disgusted with him in his subconscious mind and did not want to have too much contact with him.

Du Limei looked at the big SUV parked at the gate of the village committee: "The car is broken."

"It's broken again?" Song Qingyun was dumbfounded: "Wait, don't you say that there must be roads before the car arrives at the mountain, and there must be Toyota when there is a road. Is it possible to drive a Toyota that cannot be broken? Why are you stuck again after only two hours of repairing?"

Du Limei was depressed: "I don't know what's going on. I just can't get it anyway. After all, it's an old car that's twenty years old. What is the concept of twenty years? A baby can grow into a young girl. In our era, we could get married and have children. This car is really unreliable. I'll change it to a new one when I go back. Secretary Song, your car is good, I'll buy one. It's only about one million yuan. What a big deal, it's just two months' income."

He began to brag as usual.

Song Qingyun was too lazy to expose him and said, "Why did you get involved with the girl? Lao Du, you can take a ride, but I have a condition, you can drive later."

He really doesn't like driving, so why don't he use a free driver?

Lao Du has good driving skills, after all, he has a lot of experience and has rich driving experience.

After getting in the car, Durimi praised while driving, saying that the car is really good, it feels comfortable to drive, has a clear sense of road, clear direction, and good chassis adjustment, but the configuration is a bit poor.

Song Qingyun said that I paid for it, I would open whatever she bought, and I would dare to talk nonsense?

Du Limei said: "I decided to buy your car, which is the best one, which is only about 100,000 yuan or a few meals. Secretary Song, after he arrived in the provincial capital, let's have a good chat."

Song Qingyun refused and said, I'd better stay in a hotel and made an appointment with a classmate in the provincial capital to run a group. It's not convenient to stay at your house.

You, Lao Du, likes to brag. If I really agree to live in your house, it will not be a large flat then, what will you do? Forget it, I won’t make things difficult for you, please take care of yourself!

Having just walked a few steps, Chen Zhonggui called and said he wanted to take a taxi into the city.

Chen Zhonggui carried a large basket of eggs, which looked like four or five hundred. They were all freshly released from Chen Xin's chicken farm, and there were chicken shit on it. It was probably sent to his girlfriend.

This person, I talked about the crazy young man, and the fire in the old house is the most deadly.

Half of the roads entering the city from here are mountain roads. Song Qingyun has become familiar with the magnificent mountains and rivers.

When it reaches the flat ground, there will be more cars and pedestrians on the road.

But Durimi slowed down the car and kept stretching her head to look outside.

When he saw a woman walking, no matter how beautiful, ugly, old or young, he would step on the brakes and shout: "Beautiful girl, is it a ride? Can you take a luxury car worth one million?"

The local folk customs are simple, so a girl blushed and waved her hands repeatedly: "Don't sit, don't sit."

"Come on, there are all state cadres on the car, and I don't eat people." Boss Du's face was filled with spring breeze, and his eyes were dripping.

To be honest, Du Limi is pretty. If she doesn't look at her belly or her distorted figure, she is pretty masculine.

The girl was even more shocked and covered her face and jumped into the roadside.

Boss Du laughed.

Song Qingyun was speechless; "You just want to eat people."

In this way, Boss Du has been teasing women all the way and has lived a happy life.

The local folk customs are simple, but simplicity is limited. People who eat chili peppers have a lot of energy in their bones. They are really worried that Lao Du will be beaten by someone else's man, and the two of them in the car will be beaten.

Song Qingyun reminded several times that Lao Du, you are serious and there is still such a long way to go. When did you arrive so hard?

Durimi said, OK, OK, don't worry, get it. Why don't you drive it?

Song Qingyun: "If you don't drive, I'm tired." The driver is tired, and he's tired if he doesn't drive.

He could only comfort himself and go to the highway when he left the city. At that time, even if you want to tease a woman, you won’t be teased.

"Hey, this woman is good. Although she is old, her face is like a full moon, her skin is fair and young, just like the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple/" The car stopped, and Du Limei couldn't help but exclaim.

He then shouted again: "Beauty, can you take a luxury car worth one million?"

Song Qingyun looked closely and saw that the car had arrived at the entrance of the Beimen Farmers' Market in Shibeimen, where a woman was standing.

The woman was about her early forties and looked pretty, but she had a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and a difficult face. She obviously had a bad life.

People with unsatisfactory life are mostly bad. The woman spat on the ground hard and scolded: "You old hooligan, you are still teasing me? Get out of here, can't you get off?" After that, she rudely pulled the car door with her hands.

Judging from her posture, she is going to hit someone.

Du Limi met a tough guy and knew that it was not good. Her face turned pale and she stuttered: "I, I, I, don't you?"

Seeing that the woman couldn't open the car door, she reached in and pulled his collar, almost torn the Kake shirt.

Durimi trembled a little: "I, I, I'm joking...you, you...I'll apologize to you?"

Chen Zhonggui in the car suddenly shouted: "Boss, my own, don't be angry. This is Boss Du, this is Secretary Song I often tell you. Secretary Song, this is Pei Na."

It turns out that this woman is Chen Zhonggui’s girlfriend in the city! Song Qingyun nodded at her and praised her in her heart. She looks good and Chen Zhonggui has a good vision.

Hey, no, why did this gay woman fall in love with Chen Zhonggui? She was blind or was she fed the ecstasy medicine by Old Chen?

When Pei Na heard him say that Song Qingyun was sitting in the car, she let go of Du Limei.

Song Qingyun: "Hello, boss."

Pei Na snorted and said, Secretary Song, you are with such an old hooligan, I don’t think you are a good person either.

After Chen Zhonggui got out of the car, Du Limi didn't dare to stay for a long time, so she stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

Song Qingyun turned around and looked, and later, Chen Zhonggui handed the back to Pei Na and said, "Boss, this is the egg from Xingou's family in our village. I told you. Although it is not as good as the native egg, it is also good. I brought you five hundred and deducted from my dividends."

Pei Na scolded: "Who wants your eggs? My store sells vegetables. Did you ask me to sell eggs? I don't have any buyers, so who can't sell them?"

"Count me, count me."

Pei Na: "How much does it cost per pound?"

"You can give it whatever you want."

"Give it whatever you want, how much is it? Why are you like this? Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you, two or two pounds!"

"You have to get it, you have to get it."

Chen Zhonggui is from Hongshi Village, and the mountain people communicate basically rely on yelling; Pei Na’s farmers’ market is in a panic, so she also depends on yelling.

Both of them had loud voices and their voices came into the car clearly.

Du Limei: "What's the current market for eggs in Chen Zhonggui? Is it still sold for two yuan?"

Song Qingyun wondered: "Aren't they all more than two pieces per pound?"

Du Limei said that the chicken plague outside the past few months was quite serious. Now there are shortages of eggs everywhere, and the Spring Festival is approaching, and the price of eggs has risen to 5 yuan per catty. It depends on the situation that it will not drop in the short term.

Nowadays, restaurants do not sell scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the cake shop has closed down a lot.

All industries related to eggs are very bad, but those who raise chickens make a lot of money.

Speaking of this, Du Limei felt regretful. She had no money, and if she had the money to do this business, she should have made a lot of money.

Alas, why didn’t Ding Fangfei refuse to go to Chen Xin’s house to pay credit?

That little girl is so wise and wise. Chen Xin met her as a blessing in his previous life.

Song Qingyun was startled: "It's 100% higher than that, evil, evil!"

Du Limei: "My big secretary, how long has it been since you entered the farmers' market? You don't know the high cost of food and food. As the village secretary, you deal with farmers every day and don't even know the price of food. Isn't it inappropriate?"

Song Qingyun was very ashamed: "I am really lazy when I make a self-examination."

As soon as he had nothing to do, he went to the vegetable market to do something, so he ordered takeaway when he returned to the city and then dealt with it. When he returned to Hongshi Village, he cooked himself, picked vegetables directly from the farmer's field, and gave him some money.

Du Limei: "Chen Zhonggui is just a dog-licking dog. Is it meaningful to sell eggs worth more than five yuan? "

Song Qingyun: "Why is it meaningless? This is probably love!"

"The ending of licking dogs is usually not too good, no Haosi!" Du Limei said seriously: "Secretary Song, I have been trapped in love for the rest of my life, and my love life is quite rich. I have experience in this matter. That woman will not fall in love with Chen Zhonggui, and there is no love in her eyes."

"You are rich..." Song Qingyun smiled. You are so rich that you have nothing to eat, drink, and ride. What's the point of being proud of?

Please, stop harassing women anymore. This is the county town. Will you go back to the provincial capital today if something happens?

Fortunately, after running ten kilometers out of the city, he got on the highway. Du Limi wanted to pick up a woman but couldn't find anyone.

After running for an hour, everyone didn't sleep well last night, so they stopped in the service area to rest.

Song Qingyun went to the toilet and when he came back, his eyes were about to fall to the ground.

There was no idea when two girls in windbreaker clothes had already sat in the car and were talking and laughing with Boss Du.

Du Limei looked at Song Qingyun majesticly: "Xiao Song, you are back, go to the back row."

After saying that, he blinked at Song Qingyun again, and then introduced: "This is Xiao Song, the driver of our company. I said Xiao Song, you were tired from driving for 1,000 kilometers yesterday to accompany me to inspect the project. Let's take a break!"

Song Qingyun didn't expect that he would become his driver. He was speechless and ran silently in the back row and closed his eyes to rest, not wanting to pay attention to them.

When these two girls looked like literary and artistic young men who were riding on a ride all the way, they were probably thrown in the service area by the owner of the car.

When Song Qingyun was just using the toilet, Boss Du saw this and came forward to chat with him.
To be continued...